The Bald Monk in the City

Chapter 839 There has never been a savior (a new update!)

Yi Qiu thought for a while, he is not going to implement the way of practice in the material world he is in for the time being - disaster.

As its name suggests, it's not a good way.

What it brings to the world will only be disaster and death.

For the currently generally stable material world, this style of Dao does not correspond to its proper development process.

However, this does not mean that Yi Qiu will give up on its development.

After all, as a way of practice centered on killing and disaster, it can greatly help Yi Qiu in combat.

Extraordinary abilities like sweeping thousands of troops also provided Yi Qiu with considerable explosive damage in previous battles.

And this is just one of the initial skills of the Dao of Cultivation. According to the information of the Dao of Cultivation, it can provide more powerful extraordinary abilities.

However, judging from Xing Zhe's professional experience, it is not such a simple matter to improve it.

As a special profession, it has its strict and limited promotion path.

Judging from the current situation, Locke gave Yi Qiu some inspiration.

According to his thinking, he can use various channels to find the goal of teaching the way of practice-disaster from other planes.

Just like the normality he upholds between good and evil, he doesn't care whether this behavior will have much impact on the material world where the target of the teaching is.

Kindness or light is naturally good.

But like the bright moon on the sea, it can clearly reflect on the sea surface, but it can never complete the real blending.

The sea has its own deep essence...

Whether it brings prosperity or disaster...whether it stirs up raging waves or remains calm, it all depends on the will of the sea itself.

It is uncontrollable, and it will not be mixed with the interweaving of dust and bright moon.

Yi Qiu touched his bald head. For some ordinary things, the current material world is already undercurrent.

But to Yi Qiu, this moment is just a few wrinkles in the pool.

According to his current induction with the consciousness of the plane, there are currently no uncontrollable items or existences with dangerous characteristics flowing out of the material world.

It seems that with the continuous rise of the physical plane, the entire physical plane began to sit in a brief, oppressive tranquility in the multiverse.

There were occasional gods descending before, but there was no record of foreign gods entering during this period.

Perhaps those gods can deceive the perception of other mortals, but it cannot deceive the consciousness of the plane.

Like a pool of sand falling into a puddle, it is dazzling and eye-catching.

However, Yi Qiu wasn't very worried about this. With the help of plane consciousness, he didn't have to worry about regular intruders.

According to Yi Qiu's guess, the biggest problem after the material world should lie in the development of its own civilization.

With the activation of magic particles in the existing civilization, there will inevitably be a fierce collision in the course of history.

When a stable structural organization is suddenly inserted into a new organizational component, it will inevitably change.

Especially for new ingredients like magic particles, which can produce an explosive chain reaction.

Where humans will lead their destiny is an answer that lies in the mist.

However, this is a matter of plane consciousness.

Yi Qiu will not interfere too much with the human process, he is the guardian.

But the prefix is ​​a plane, not a civilization...

So after confirming that the material world is not in danger of being invaded, Yi Qiu mobilized his consciousness.

Then the next moment, with some strange fluctuations in consciousness, he began to sense various messages in the void...

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Monster! Go to hell!

boom!

The collision between the bullet and the flesh and blood body did not produce a scene of blood spurting, but instead seemed to be trapped in some kind of object, deeply embedded in it.

Ziyi tremblingly held the gun in her hand, while screaming, she shot a deadly bullet at the twisted monster not far away!

But obviously, the bullet didn't have as much impact on this unknown monster as Ziyi expected.

Her eyes couldn't help but cast a layer of deep despair, which made the twisted monster not far away even more excited.

Why are you screaming? You will be with me to witness the truth of this world...

What a wonderful thing! You will shed that ugly skin, and then... accept the grace of the truth...

It still barely maintains its human form, but its whole body has turned into a viscous unknown object, full of treacherous spikes and tentacles.

As for its face...

The most vicious words in the world can't describe its ugliness or...horror.

It was ferocious enough to make people lose their minds, full of evil beyond comprehension by mortal things.

The monster approached Ziyi step by step, and the hysterical fear and despair emanating from her made him enjoy it immensely.

Yes, despair, fear, these are the forms that life should have.

Come on, join me.

I will give you my greatest warmth—use my body to eat up your ugly skin...

The monster's face suddenly contorted into a grin-like expression, but at this moment, it suddenly felt an instinctive trembling and fear.

The surrounding floor and space seemed to undergo some terrifying changes at this instant.

Innumerable tentacles with eyes of various kinds, filled with all tangible matter.

And in the darkness, some indescribable whispers began to sound.

The monster saw the sky outside through the gap in the room:

There, there seemed to be some kind of huge, indescribable creature that took over the entire sky.

Its tentacles are like mountains, casting an extremely terrifying black shadow.

And in a deeper place, something terrifying and evil is brewing.

The monster knows what it is - Supreme Faceless - Anchirius!

Their only belief is also the supreme existence that rules the truth of the world.

The monsters had no idea what the Supreme Faceless One had summoned them from the False Material Plane for.

Perhaps some kind of grand banquet, or a ceremony full of various indescribable beings?

But obviously the answer is somewhat beyond the monster's imagination:

It can be seen above the body of Anchirus, the Supreme Faceless One, full of infinite charm and power.

There's a glaring, ugly thing, clinging to it!

Yes, in the eyes of the monsters, that fellow is undoubtedly ugly, full of the dirty skin of the material world.

They do not originate from the void, they originate from the deepest terror and... truth of this plane!

And under the watchful eyes of all the monsters summoned to this unknown subspace, their god—the Supreme Faceless One—Anchirius was beaten down from the sky!

The next moment, destruction came...