Chapter 576 The [Second Container] of the Group God

After people drink the strong wine in the glass, their faces are calm, their brows are furrowed, or the corners of their mouths are raised with an inexplicable smile.

Only on bad days - after he raised his head and drank the last sip of wine left in the jug, he threw the pottery jug away.

The wine bottle hit the ground, making a crisp shattering sound.

"Since you said so, teacher, you must be ready."

Bad Day took a deep breath.

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for any response from Sheath, he reached out and grabbed the knife in front of Delphinium.

After holding the silver table knife, Bad Ri just put it down lightly...

But for him, "letting go" also means "killing".

When the blade fell naturally, the space in front of the sheath suddenly cracked like a shattered mirror.

So why doesn't Bad Sun attack from a longer distance?

There's only one answer. That's he can't.

"Because 'I' should have died a long time ago. Because 'I' have wanted to die a long time ago. Because if 'I' died, it would be better for everyone.

A brilliant blue light burst out from his table knife, and a nearly half-meter-long light blade spurted out from the table knife.

Bad Ri said coldly: "What on earth are you talking nonsense about? Listen to yourself. Are these words you say still human?"

He just said lightly: "Otherwise, you should be dead."

His voice remained calm without any fluctuation: "What is standing in front of you is the [second container] of the group god."

After he finished speaking, Bad Ri's expression turned gloomy.

The blade in the sheath hand was also covered with a layer of black whirlwind - under the cover of the dark whirlwind, a dark green light that was so deep that it almost turned black also covered the blade, making the ordinary iron sword

It seemed to have turned into a blade made of jasper.

"The personality shaped in the past life, that is, the 'internal tendency and psychological characteristics of the individual's behavior in social adaptation to people, things, and oneself', is also the reason for the fragility and incompetence of 'I'

one.

"Because if that good-for-nothing 'I' could die earlier, none of those tragedies would have happened. But I'm still happy for 'me' because 'I' finally made up my mind and gave everything I had

The last possession - life. But that is not enough.

Shea said calmly: "But you can deceive yourself, but you can't deceive the sun. The distance between you and me is only 'a table apart'.

The sheath was like a machine, making flawless countermeasures, erasing all attacks with the minimum cost and movement.

"That's how it should be. Since you don't have the ability to lead others, you should obey orders."

"Human beings' character, emotions, intelligence, and logical thinking also come from the deception of the brain. It is the genes engraved in their blood that give them these perceptions through extremely complex calculations.

The face was about 50-60% similar to Russell's, but there were no eyes at all, not even eye sockets. Under the black cloth, there was an "eye patch" that glowed like a robot. But Russell knew that it was the halo of an angel.

Through the strong will to restrain Red Shift, he can turn the iron in his hand and even his fingers into temporary psychic weapons, releasing the psychic energy in an indestructible manner——

The voice of the sheath is low and hoarse, reminiscent of silver-gray iron wings, or the ice pick hanging from the window sill in winter: "Including my own life and existence. If you want anything, you can take it."

"It seems that I have been deprived of everything. But in fact, I should have done this a long time ago. It was just because of the cowardice and avoidance in my heart that I chose to give in every moment when I should have stood up.

He originally wanted to prevent Bad Sun from attacking Sheath at this time - after all, Sheath was their main force in killing the monkey-faced eagle.

The "swordsmanship" that Bad Ri used in front of him a long time ago; the "Swordsmanship" that Sheath used to kill people on the street when she returned from Happy Island... Why is it that Bad Ri, who is also a student of Sheath, has this kind of swordsmanship, but Ellie?

Silk didn’t learn?

Sheath was very skillful in raising the sword in front of and around him to block, and the blade in his hand danced into a whirlwind. In front of him and around him, eight rays of fire burst out in the void almost at the same time. It was obvious that Bad Day just swung his sword.

, but the void attacked the sheath eight times at the same time.

Bad Day interrupted Sheath.

"'——Therefore, if with my power, I can set off a small wave in this era and carve my name in history. That would be my honor.'"

This is the power of "sage beheading".

The man did not attack, nor leave the table, nor even look at Bad Sun. He still held the wine glass in his left hand, and when he lowered his head, he didn't know whether he was looking at the glowing sword blade in his hand, or the wine glass with not a drop of wine left.

As those azure rays of light dissipated, those faint blue sparks burst out like withered petals.

Today, he... no longer needs blood vessels to provide nutrients to his semi-mechanized brain.

Objectively speaking... at least they have to wait until the monkey-faced eagle is killed before they can take action on the sheath.

"Does it still count now? Do you still think so now?"

Bad Ri raised his head and said word by word: "Teacher, this is what you said."

That was what Sheath said to herself before the deer head statue...

The more unfamiliar and alienated the bad day is, the farther away it can be contacted. It is a powerful spiritual energy that redefines physical distance with the distance of the soul.

Sheath replied calmly: "In the end, the sheath shouldn't have chosen the blade from the very beginning. The sword should have chosen the sheath. I don't have any special talents, I just fit in with Ellie's temperament."

Si. After leaving Alice, I lost my meaning.

Bad Ri raised his hand again and cut the distance with the table knife - the black cloth was cut and fell to the ground.

"Ah, yes."

"Yes, it has indeed regressed..."

The reason why it is "disposable" is simply because the company does not want the user to become insane. If all the memories and emotions of a certain moment are completely imported, the personality will be contaminated by it, and the psychic energy that could have been used will also be

Therefore it cannot be used.

The light blade in his hand had clearly cut into the dining table and plates, but it was like a phantom without causing any damage.

"Everything I do is to avoid becoming a vain person, a boring and boring person.

"I started it half a day ago and just finished it. It's still very hot now."

The blade in Bad Ri's hand suddenly turned blue and shiny.

"...In other words," Russell said word by word, "until the end, your 'death' is still a decision made by others for you...right?"

"--teacher."

But now, even Russell is starting to feel the murderous intention in his heart.

"Just for a command from the brain, a secret command that can also be issued by 'brainwashing' means such as drugs, surgery, micro-shock with microchips, etc., to resolutely do something, risking life and death. That is what human beings are called

Evidence of parasite manipulation of the 'brain'.

"Pain. Happiness. Destiny. Memory. Ideal. Will."

Able to attack enemies from a long distance... And after crossing the Leviathan Wall, it is obvious that the "Dead Sun" has also undergone a qualitative change. It is not just about locking "human beings" with minds, but also those who attack him.

His strength also began to be affected by his spiritual energy. As long as he didn't want to accept it or admit it, attacks from others would never be able to touch him.

But if we say...if someone can synchronize part of the memory and emotion of the original holder of the "psionic weapon" from the psychic weapon, and forget it when it is not needed...can he permanently obtain a certain intensity of "power"

What about "Second Psychic Power"?

——Just like Russell possesses the psychic ability that can copy the psychic abilities of others.

Even more than that...

It's not because of the eccentricity of the sheath, but because the essence of the so-called "swordsmanship" passed down from generation to generation is a power that can "sharpen" spiritual energy and turn it into reality.

He kept gliding horizontally while falling backward, and the black wings around his waist suddenly popped open, and black whirlwinds rolled up all over his body - but the ordinary blade actually blocked Bad Sun's ability to cut the space.

Slash!

"Oh, I understand. It's because when I was at Nan's dining table, I was separated from you by this distance."

It was as if he knew the attack wouldn't hurt him the moment he saw it.

By this time, Russell finally realized something——

After striking out with the sword, Bad Ri slowly lowered the blade.

"Ha. It doesn't matter, no one cares..."

"'My life and death are insignificant, and no one cares about my survival. I am so insignificant, and even my death will be just a grain of sand in the era...'

Bad Day sneered.

If you can't even see it, even the sheath can't always block the bad sun's attacks.

"If human beings want to transcend nothingness and boredom forever, they must transcend their own will and transcend all the instructions given by the 'brain' to genetic intuition. Only in this way can humans transcend their own animality."

Russell suddenly asked: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"——You are already crazy, Sheath. Are you completely overwhelmed by the overwhelming guilt and despair? Or are you drunk after just two glasses of wine?"

"Sheath" still replied calmly, with a voice like a mechanical synthesis: "I am very happy about this.

There was still no expression on Sheath's face: "As for drunkenness, it is just a manifestation of brain confusion. But when people are not drunk, are human decisions correct? Since they are not necessarily correct in the first place, is it possible that they make decisions after being confused?

What’s the possibility of doing something right?”
To be continued...