Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

Human beings, or rather intelligent beings, live in lies all the time. Parents, relatives, friends, acquaintances and enemies, no one can be completely honest.

It’s not because of the ordinary argument that ‘everyone lies instinctively’. The biggest reason is actually that intelligent life has been deceiving itself.

This kind of deception from beginning to end is called ‘memory’.

Regardless of other life forms, the human brain is extremely good at visual representation. People with broken hands will feel phantom pain. Some scenery that cannot be observed in detail can become magnificent through mental reconstruction, not to mention the human perspective. Many blind spots and blood vessel veins were originally ignored by relying on brainstorming.

The real world is very different from the world that humans see and understand, and the process of observing, analyzing, and getting closer to the real world can be called cultivation and the path to truth.

But even immortals who transcend the limits of human observation and can know the real world will be deceived by their memories.

Its core comes from 'sense of time' and 'memory'.

Memories are not completely real to begin with, let alone recollections - the memories themselves are re-created within a week based on the person's own subjective consciousness, and are in-depth brainstorming within a week, whether it is details or specific experiences, or even time itself, events Motives will be modified to recall the direction of hope.

If memories are completely real, doesn’t it mean that every memory is a time travel?

Alan knows this better than anyone else, especially after he saw through his own life, his own destiny, and even the reincarnation of many eras, and that the destiny that was destined to be ordinary was the 'lie of the gods', he had long ago Know all this.

Past history and future prophecies are all as illusory as dreams. Even in my own present, the entire world that I can see, touch, and understand is not a lie created by the gods.

Everything is false and nothingness, everyone and all life is living in a false dream that deceives oneself.

If Alan is aware of all this with his own power, then he may sink into the Calamity of Nothingness and either die and perish, or transcend it and become a master in this illusory world. Among them, the most real thing is called courage.

However, it was Zhu Zhou who led him to know the truth.

A... correct prototype.

——What is correct?

In human language, it can only be interpreted as an answer that conforms to actual objective standards and a fact, truth or standard.

But here comes the problem. Facts aside, principles and standards are originally set by human beings themselves. There is no standard for everything in the universe, not even existence itself is a standard, and the facts require observation by people who are not objective.

So, yes, in a universe with extraordinary power, there is actually something that does not exist. The rules of the universe will be tampered with, morality will be washed away, standards will be replaced, and ethics will become a child's plaything, all without extraordinary power. , technological progress can change its appearance.

But here comes the problem.

Precisely because this is a multiverse with extraordinary power.

Therefore, correctness must exist.

It is a group of lunatics, extreme psychopaths, obsessive-compulsive disorders, masochists, travelers, combat experts, fitness enthusiasts, gangsters, good people, autism and other 'monsters' in the eyes of ordinary people.

But they are correct, not real monsters, precisely because they will define what is objective, what is a standard, what is ‘correct’, and what ‘can bring good results’.

【To become a better self】

Inspired by the ‘Candle Day’, I witnessed the truth behind the falsehood.

Listening to the encouragement given by the Candle Day, Alan stood between the ever-changing heaven, earth and universe.

The time and space of heaven and earth are chaotic and hazy, the sky rotates in the clouds, frost, snow, and the earth under your feet changes from continent to river, and from river to sea, and the sea will eventually evaporate, rise again in the majestic music, and turn into the earth .

There was no moment where he could feel what a lie was.

The world that he lives in, which seems to be real and true, is actually a fragile thing that will change the past, present and future as long as a few strong men fight, including those lives other than himself, those merchants, travelers, adventurers and soldiers. , everything will disappear due to such changes, as if they never existed.

They are all lies, the world is, the future is, destiny is, everything is.

But ‘right’ is not.

[Becoming a better version of yourself is not a lie]

Being able to hear Zhu Zhou's voice, the mere existence of this voice can bring supreme firmness and peace of mind. It is the ultimate, beyond lies, beyond falsehood, and beyond the belief in objective facts.

In the face of such will and power, even the boundaries between reality and falsehood will be easily crossed.

【innovation】

[Aram, start taking action and use your own hands to shape your ‘truth’ and ‘destiny’]

Therefore, Aram, who has not been able to find his own 'right' for the time being, decided to follow this path.

To believe, to believe in the ‘rightness of innovation’.

I want to believe it.

As a result, the chaotic and turbulent world calmed down and became fixed because of Alan's heart.

He returned to Morar City and returned to the basement of his mansion.

Just like a song, different people with different moods can hear a different world... Just like this universe of music that is churning in endless possibilities and time.

But the song is the song, it's there.

Just like Yalan, although he had the help of Su Zhou's power, when he made up his mind to hold the future with his own hands, his present was also fixed.

By himself.

I see……

When he came back to his senses, he felt that everything in the past was like an illusion, but Alan did not hesitate. He closed his eyes at this moment, and there were still memories of one possibility after another in his mind, but these memories were like the tide, and they soon It will soon fade and disappear.

It's not that he has forgotten, but that Alan knows that he will not touch those possibilities.

Under the blessing of innovation, he will move towards his own destiny, a future decided by him!

After opening his eyes, Alan was surprised to find that all the materials for building the altar... no, a complete altar were located in front of him at this moment!

It was a spiral support with a colorless and transparent flame burning on it. Although there were no lights in the basement for a few minutes, this transparent flame made the place look like daylight.

The dark, pure spiral support seems to symbolize everything rising in the spiral, and there is just a place for several people to stand on it.

That's where the calling lies.

Zhu Zhou's blessing made Alan aware of all this, and he took a deep breath. After calming down, the tall man showed a smile.

In other words, the tragedy I will encounter is a kind of fate.

He whispered to himself: Then the possibility of change that Zhu Zhou will give me may also be a kind of fate.

But...at least.

Now I can choose with my own will.

Although he could not create a third answer out of nothing from the two choices, Alan knew deeply that being able to change from having no choice to having a choice was the true meaning of innovation.

A correct prototype.

So, now, suppressing his excitement, he began to follow the guidance and started chanting.

[——Through time, the strugglers in ruins and desolation——]

It was a language that was not a language, a call like a song.

In the 'Era of Excitement', in the prosperous city of Morar, Alan's solemn chanting caused the colorless flames to begin to be dyed with color.

Endless brilliance began to spread from 'now', and a beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth erupted from the ground. It went straight into the sky and clouds in an instant, and even broke through the shackles of the earth's sky, straight into the distant sky, and burst into the chaos of the void. Among!

Wherever the beam passes, there are layers of phantom gears, and the lines of the avenue fill the air.

[——The awakened person who suddenly realizes, faces all the blood dripping, and regrets his mistakes——]

At the same time - or rather, in the distant time before.

In the 'Prelude Era', in the barren dust desert between Upper and Lower Elam, a dead and silent place without any running water or green grass, the guards escorting the princess suddenly felt inspired.

He used gravel as an altar and blood as proof. In order to protect the one he loved and wanted to protect, the brave and determined warrior used his long knife as a sacrifice to call to the other side of distant time and space, before endless history and after unknown time. The presence.

Then, the beam of light burst out.

In an instant, the entire universe of the movement was shaking. As the candlelight alarm bell rang, one could vaguely see that in the dark chaos, there was a sinuous and ferocious dragon, fighting enemies that existed in different time realms at the same time. There was no time at all. take any other action.

But even so, after seeing this ray of light, Shenlong still moved his eyes away, distractedly staring at this most pious prayer.

[You dare to be distracted] Can you hear such an angry and dissatisfied declaration: [Zhu Zhou, did you give up because you knew you were alone and no match for us? If so, surrender as soon as possible and we will let you live! 】

But Zhu Zhou just shook his head.

You don't understand anything. He said: You long for eternity, and this is a wish.

And I, and these accompanying prayers, are the disaster of your wishes!

Then, a higher chant sounded!

【——Rising in confusion and trembling, seeing through the source of all struggle and slow decay——】

[——Standing on the stagnant poisonous blood, vowing to burn away all the misery of the past with fierce flames, a rebellious warrior——]

‘Era of Sound’ and ‘Era of Final Sound’.

Surrounded by endless weird monsters, in the gap between the kingdoms that only ignite light to fight the darkness, a boy with a face full of doubts, somewhat suspiciously, carved on the ground with his most cherished dagger in the cell where the girl was held. Make a spiral pattern and chant in a low voice.

In the distant future, there are constant changes. The blood-stained mechanical arm is raised, the smooth prosthetic arm is flashing with an uncertain light, and the digitalized electron flow is overflowing from the wound.

However, another slender hand stretched out and supported the prosthetic arm to stabilize it. Then, with a low laugh, the two of them followed the voice of revelation, weaving an eternal upward pattern in the data space that was about to collapse and filled with dusk and nothingness.

Past, future, present.

and the possibility of ‘change’.

All the brilliance was reunited in the basement where Alan was located in the 'Era of Excitement'.

The man stretched out his hand and touched the golden flame that was burning with vitality and fragments in front of him, forming a contract with the gravity of the endless distant time and space that might respond to his call.

he declared.

[At this point, let the world be shaken! 】

--I heard.

In the solar system that has been illuminated by the radiance of the sacred tree and the pale green stars illuminate everything, the guide and hard-working guardian who is leading civilization to the other side of the starry sky suddenly raised his head and listened.

It seemed that in the vacuum of the universe, the man heard the roar of the wind.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

--I heard.

As a god who has begun to open up other realms and is trying to repair the loopholes in the world itself. He has been resolutely performing his duties from beginning to end, encountering difficulties again and again, but facing them head-on again and again. He suddenly looked around, even on his head. The crown of God has slipped a little.

But soon, he noticed that the gods seemed to see a different brilliance as they stared at the other side of the void.

The young god straightened his crown and smiled gently.

——I did indeed hear it.

The hometown of dragons, the pearl left behind by the ancestors, the saint who guides all beings in the world and walks in the void, the girl of the past, the one who holds the candle and guides the way now. She suddenly closed her eyes, and the core that had not been operating at full strength for a long time began to resemble... The human heart generally vibrates with bang bang.

She heard her own heartbeat, heard the distant call, and heard the voice coming from the place she longed for. The voice was majestic and mighty, just like an eternal poem.

The artificial girl held the pendant on her chest tightly, her eyes were firm, and the corners of her mouth were raised.

——Whether it is the highest sky or the lowest rift, even those who only exist in memory and the past and have long been asleep in dreams can hear this voice.

In the broken golden flames, the king saved himself alone and was saved by thousands of sentient beings. He originally walked in the shelter of wings and scales, but because he heard the voice, he could never ignore it. He hated it again and again. It is a fate that cannot be changed even once, so we must fight against it no matter what.

So he nodded, and he heard that the emperor who rose from a humble place, the human emperor who was respected by the world, also stretched out his hand to respond to the agreement on the other side of the distant time and space.

Alone?

As the light condensed from all directions in the multiverse, Su Zhou's magnanimous laughter could be heard: The right is never alone!

【snort】

And an unwilling and contemptuous voice sounded: [They are all weak radiances, the most powerful ones are only comparable to a god... How can they change the world and change our destiny that has been woven for countless generations? 】

[Zhu Zhou, do you place your hopes on these people? I thought you would have some backup plans, but I didn’t expect that your background would be so weak! 】

This voice is almost ridiculing, but the ridicule does have a reason - the fate weaved by the four Hedao-level god-kings, this Zhu Zhou did not invite the other four Hedao to come to solve it, but actually just called some demigod heroes, ordinary A god-level existence?

This is really confusing and makes God shake his head and find it difficult to understand.

But Su Zhou didn't care at all.

The dragon form version 7.29C of the Void God of the Multiverse in Candlelight is currently fighting the Four Pillar Gods. He laughed loudly: Just wait, arrogant gods.

Just keep your eyes on the world!

I believe that no matter how unbearable the destiny you weave is, no matter how tough it is, in the face of my dear friends who have responded to the call, they are nothing but things that will eventually decay, be broken and shattered!

The battle between Zhu Zhou and the gods seems to last until the end of eternity.

Above the sky, dark clouds still cover the vast land.

But the four rays of light converged and submerged into four eras respectively.

The spark has been lit.

Su Zhou firmly believed that he would win without a doubt.

The rest is just a matter of waiting.

Waiting hopefully.