The attributes skyrocketed infinitely, and I suppressed the diversity

The land was dead and silent, and it was all lifeless wasteland.

With this situation, Mu Cang couldn't help sighing:

"It's really a good battlefield where people can kill wantonly."

After sighing, the incomparable power of thought suddenly mobilized, flying through the air like hundreds of steel cables, and forcibly pulled out a dark and dilapidated castle thousands of meters away that was deeply buried in the soil and looked like half a coal mountain from a distance. .

Kaka Kaka.

In an instant, the earth overturned, and countless tons of soil and rocks burst out, like hundreds of thousands of mortars, destroying the surrounding ground for tens of miles with potholes.

Boom boom boom!

The ancient castle was forcibly pulled out of the solid ground by the power of thought, carrying a large rumbling sound, rubbing against the black soil and rocks on the surface, Kakaka rushed towards Mu Cang with a bang, and was dragged loudly in front of Mu Cang.

boom! !

Huge dilapidated castles fell.

The ground trembled and dust rose.

Sensing the dying consciousness in the depths of the castle, Mu Cang raised his palm slightly with his mouth slightly raised.

wow——

In an instant, the sarcophagus castle with a diameter of 800 meters, like a sand sculpture washed away by the waves, collapsed and disintegrated into endless dust and gravel in the wind, leaving only a black and red dead body falling hard to the ground .

This withered corpse is Mycenael, who was on the verge of death after the pool of Lazarus collapsed.

Before he fell a few meters, a colossal force of thought emerged around him and wrapped him tightly.

This force of thought brutally crushed Mycenier's limbs and torso.

Mu Cang immediately urged his spiritual power and poured it into the opponent's head brutally.

This is his usual practice.

Too lazy to communicate, just search for the soul.

But this time is different.

Mu Cang did not search for the soul as soon as he came up, but closed his eyes slightly, and quickly located, deduced, and deciphered the dimensional pocket hidden deep in the soul of the other party.

Generally speaking, it is impossible for outsiders to forcibly crack open the dimensional pocket.

But Mu Cang, who possesses the delusion and chaos in his body, is naturally not an ordinary person. For him, it is only a matter of time before he opens this thing.

Of course, it can't arouse Mycenier's vigilance, otherwise the other party will forcibly blow up the dimension pocket in despair and anger, and it will be a waste of money.

at this time.

"You ruined everything for me!"

Mycenier's head suddenly trembled in the air, and he opened his hollow eyes to 'look' over, and said in a sharp and hoarse voice: "I want you... to pay the price!!"

Mu Cang ignored his yelling, and 'unlocked' the other party's dimensional pocket by himself.

It feels like it's about to unravel.

Whoa!

Mycenier suddenly became illusory, and forcibly escaped from Mu Cang's mental force field at the cost of shattering half of his head.

After teleporting to thousands of meters in an instant, his shattered, bleeding skull suddenly swelled hundreds of times.

At the same time as it swelled, the densely packed pores burst open all over the head, from which hundreds of millions of skinless blood snakes smaller than maggots quickly drilled out.

squeak squeak——

Dense screams suddenly resounded through the earth.

These dizzyingly large numbers of flesh and blood maggot snakes quickly screamed and bit, devoured, and fused each other after they drilled into the outside world, wrapping Mycenier's giant head that was swollen and fat like a giant, and snapped their fingers. Jian turned into a tall demon with a flat face, no eyes, no mouth and no nose, but the lead gray skin was covered with hundreds of millions of people the size of sesame seeds.

The expressions on those tiny faces were full of hatred and resentment to the extreme, and the negative emotions spouting out of restlessness seemed to dye the air around a thousand kilometers scarlet red.

As for his now-san-destroyed appearance, ordinary people would even be instantly stimulated to have a mental breakdown and die of madness just by taking a look at him.

Suddenly, the hundreds of millions of human faces on the monster opened their eyes wide, and looked at Mu Cang coldly from a distance of several thousand meters.

boom! ! !

All of a sudden, an extremely cold and filthy spiritual power suddenly hit.

Immediately, hundreds of millions of crying, screaming, moaning, and howling sounded from the sky and the earth.

"woo woo woo woo!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Lord, save your lamb!"

"It hurts so bad, someone help me!"

"I'm not reconciled! I hate it so much! I'm not reconciled!"

"Why? Why exactly?"

"You're going to hell! I curse you!"

Hundreds of millions of cries, curses, roars, and roars are surging like waves, passing through hundreds of millions of faces with vicious expressions, all rushing to surround Mu Cang.

Facing the sea of ​​negative emotions covered by the roaring filial piety, Mu Cang seemed unaware, and was still calculating.

"Insanity!"

Mycenier said coldly.

The sky and the earth suddenly molded into the lake, and the boundless dark mist rolled in.

This mist can easily distort reality as if it is magical. After being covered by it, the scorched earth with broken potholes becomes wet in an instant, and even gurgles and gurgles. Always patrol.

Mycenir's hoarse voice emerged:

"A billion people, you killed a whole billion people!"

"It's so ruthless! How is it? Isn't it fun to kill?!"

wow~

Like a monster from hell, Mycenier walked out of the dark mist, looked at Mu Cang from a distance and said fiercely:

"You are so strong that I am afraid of you, but can you bear the anger, hatred and regret of a billion people, can you bear their grievances, sorrows and joys, separations of life and death?"

Mycenier laughed lowly: "Can you bear the weight of the world and the crime of humanity?!"

Clang!

The guillotine buzzed loudly in the sky, and from it came the howling and roaring of hundreds of millions of people.

"you can not!!"

The venom contained in this billowing sharp sound was so thick that even the clouds in the sky were scattered, rumbled and shattered into rain, mixed with a little bit of scarlet and rustled down.

wow wow wow-

In an instant, blood rained down on the world.

"The weak will have hatred, the strong... only anger."

Mu Cang glanced distractedly at the guillotine, and said leisurely, "Sin? It's to mobilize the consciousness of all human beings [Alaya] hidden in the depths of the spiritual world to give [negative definitions] to the enemy, thereby weakening the opponent's luck, status and Life, yes, a very subtle trick."

After deducing and analyzing the essence of the opponent's technique in an instant, Mu Cang continued:

"Lock the root of the enemy's will at the causal level, and the gap between reality and the spiritual world can be used for large-distance space jumps. At the same time, it can be blessed with the power of the spiritual world, greatly ignoring physical attacks. Oh, and one billion Europa resentful dead souls are also added. Although the structure of the small alaya is a bit rough, it is still usable, at least it has a special attack bonus for those with weak minds."

"What a witchcraft genius! Just by looking at it, you can understand its horror. This talent... really makes me jealous!"

Mycenier's billion eyes were full of incredulity, and he turned to look at Mu Cang with a complicated and cold look, and said coldly again:

"You are right. [Punishment for All Sins] will attack the root of your will. No matter how strong your body and soul are, it doesn't matter. As long as there is even the slightest bit of guilt, withdrawal, and remorse in your heart, your will will be ashes, and your body and spirit will be ashes. all……"

"Finally opened."

Mu Cang suddenly raised his slender index finger and swiped lightly in the void.

Swish!

A crack of light bloomed suddenly in the void.

"Huh? This fluctuation?"

Mycenier shrank, and said in a trembling voice, "This is my dimensional pocket, you?!"

He hurriedly sensed his pocket, but felt that it was empty, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

"You... how is this possible?"

Mycenier dared not answer, "How could the box of Hephaestus be opened by an outsider? This is unreasonable!"

Mu Cang spontaneously poured his thoughts into the pocket of that dimension, and quickly searched all the items in it.

"Wait, wait! What are you doing, horse rider!" Mycenier, who was hiding in the mist, roared angrily.

But even if he was extremely angry, in order to ensure his own safety, he could only hide in the dark fog around him that could easily block physical attacks.

In front of Mu Cang, there are a lot of items floating at the moment:

Hundreds of large and small utensils made of metal, crystal, and wood that exude strange fluctuations; hundreds of thick books with red and black covers like blood abysses; piles of ornaments full of bloody smell made of bone leather; finally, And most importantly... regret medicine.

hum-

Mu Cang's Dimensional Pocket immediately appeared, swallowing everything in one gulp.

"Damn it! Those are my thousand years of accumulation!"

Mycenier's face twitched in the magic mist, and he resolutely launched an attack under the fury.

"All crimes... the execution platform!"

Swish!

The guillotine slammed down and cut straight at Mu Cang.

Whoa!

But at the same moment, Mu Cang, who was being cut, suddenly became illusory, and the guillotine swept across his body, unable to hurt him at all.

"The source of your will is not here?!"

Mu Cang observed a crystal-clear diamond-like regret medicine in his hand, while carefully examining and analyzing the medicine, he casually said:

"Yeah, it's just a clone here."

Hearing this, Mycinia sneered suddenly and said: "Hehe, so that's it, it's meaningless, the punishment for all crimes will automatically trace the source of your will, just like a slingshot, I'm on the bow with you, in the law of cause and effect Under the effect of this 'rubber band', no matter how far away, even thousands of miles away, the execution platform will open up a passage to the spirit world to chase after them, no matter where they hide, it is useless."

After all, the void behind him burst open a black hole exuding the turbid aura of the spirit world.

wow wow wow-

In an instant, the guillotine and the huge abnormal field formed after the reality was distorted by the magic mist around it, spun on the spot like a living thing and twisted into a huge vortex, and brought Myciniar into the black side. in the hole.

Seeing that the other party was so anxious to go to the main body to die, Mu Cang just glanced sideways and ignored it.

……

In the tortuous channel of the spirit world, Mycenael, who was buried in the vortex of black mist, hissed and whispered, "Let me go to your body and kill you!"

hum!

Under the influence of mysterious cause and effect, Mycenael 'runs' towards Mu Cang's body at an extremely fast speed.

Just a few minutes later, outside the thick magic fog around him, an extremely desolate lead gray land appeared.

boom!

The magic mist fell on the gray ground, stirring up pieces of dust and dirt, but the strange thing was that the speed of falling back to the ground slowed down a lot, as if the flying dust had been injected with a retarder.

Mycenier stepped out of the magic fog, blinking billions of eyes on the surface of his body at the same time, staring blankly at the half blue planet emerging from the edge of the earth, and said inconceivably:

"That's Blue Star?! Then here... is the moon!! His body is actually on the moon!"

It felt like there was a light coming from behind.

He turned his head in a daze, looking back in a daze.

In Mycenir's almost full-angle view, on the gray earth covered with thin lunar soil in the distance, there is a figure like a god formed by the condensed sun sitting quietly.

The whole body of that god was exuding golden blazing brilliance, almost like a real sun lying on the surface of the moon. Just sitting cross-legged quietly, there was a sense of strength beyond the scope of Mycenael's mental comprehension.