"Is this thing dead or alive?"
"Does it belong to reality, or to the abyss?"
Lu Xin, whose palm touched the heart, or "embryo", even felt an abnormal feeling in his heart.
Nowadays, as researchers in the real world have a deeper and deeper understanding of spiritual mutations, the theories in various aspects are also becoming more and more perfect. Made a detailed and rigorous exposition. Unconscious and polluting sources are pollution sources, and conscious sources of pollution belong to the category of spiritual monsters.
Creatures with real-world bodies are mental mutants.
But if you look at this theory, what you see now is obviously breaking the rules.
It was born in the spiritual world, but made itself feel the fluctuation of reality...
Most importantly, Lu Xin felt its danger.
When I put my palm on it, I just want to rely on the ability of the twisting force field to feel what is inside. It is like a radar. However, after sticking my palm on it, the twisting force field can now be extended to a range of several hundred meters. The Lu Xin, who is actually completely unable to perceive anything from this embryo with a diameter of only two meters, the spiritual power seems to be directly swallowed by it.
It can devour its own spiritual power!
This thing is indescribably terrifying, even more terrifying than the scarecrow I met in Black Marsh City!
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"OK… "
Hearing Lu Xin's words, his father immediately burst into laughter, and the black shadow rushed forward like a substantial wave.
This group of mad believers sitting in the stadium already had quite a number of them. They were influenced by their father's power, and they became fearful, and fear was the strongest source of pollution. The stronger the power, the stronger the fear felt by the polluted person, and this kind of fear can easily affect other people around him...
Gradually superimpose, layer by layer, until the polluted person completely collapses.
That's what my father did. He wanted to completely submerge the mad believers in this stadium and achieve true deep pollution. .
This group of people in the stadium, through a certain ritual and prayer, made their spiritual power intertwined into a strange piece, and this strange embryo was born in this piece of spiritual power, so Lu Xin did not hesitate. He expressed to his father that he wanted to deeply pollute them as soon as possible. After the deep pollution, this entire spiritual ocean would be completely mastered by his father.
Only in this way can the embryo be held in hand.
In order to let his father do it as soon as possible, Lu Xin has completely let go of his father's bondage.
And the father, of course, was overjoyed and tried his best.
The black tide rushed forward, slamming the fanatics in the stadium, drowning the last ray of light...
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"No..."
The father suddenly made a surprised voice.
Lu Xin's palm still pressed on the "embryo", and he couldn't help but startled when he heard the words: "What's wrong?"
He can clearly feel that as his father's power intensifies, he has more and more control over the embryo, but at this moment, his father's powerful pollution stopped inexplicably, just like a high-speed train. , brake hard.
"Not right..."
Father whispered: "Their spiritual core has disappeared..."
Lu Xin was startled: "Mental core?"
"right… "
The father's spirit shook, and he quickly replied: "You can understand it as a person's will, self, in short, it's such a thing."
"It is the most stable part of a person's spirit, and it is also the core point to distinguish mild pollution from deep pollution."
"Once swallowed, the person becomes a spiritual slave."
"And if it is not swallowed, even if perception is deprived, emotions are controlled, and memories are erased, this person is still himself to some extent, but after being deprived, even if all perception and emotional desire are still there, he will still be You can't be yourself."
"… "
"The self among the seven wounds?"
After listening to his father's words, Lu Xin was slightly startled, and immediately understood.
What my father was talking about was the deepest level among the seven levels where people can be polluted, the self.
Perceptions, emotions, desires, cognitions, instincts, and memories can all be affected and altered by spiritual forces.
But only the pollution at the self-level is the most severe and the most irreversible.
After all, if you lose yourself, you will lose yourself forever.
At the same time, although he hadn't thought about it carefully before, he also subconsciously abides by this principle in his usual actions. If he can solve problems without polluting others, he won't pollute others. Even if the commotion that the younger sister and father had just made was so big, the pollution to the residents of Tinder was actually only mild pollution.
After all, he came to save people, not to kill people.
If it is a major pollution, after the matter is over, the problem of fire is solved, and so are the people here.
"These people have lost their spiritual core."
At the same time, my father didn't know what Lu Xin was thinking, and continued: "In my eyes, they are just an empty body."
"Understood… "
Lu Xin looked down at the group of mad believers and whispered, "They have dedicated themselves to their gods..."
When he mentioned the word "God", he faintly sneered.
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Looking up, Lu Xin found that the changes in that embryo were intensifying.
The father's shadow had dyed it, making it a faintly black object.
However, because the pollution cannot be further aggravated, it still maintains its freedom and vigorous vitality. It can even be seen that the surface of the embryo is gently wriggling, bit by bit, the pollution covering the father is swallowed into the embryo. among.
It is actually devouring the power of the father.
"Gudong..."
At the same time, the embryo was beating violently again.
The huge spiritual power spread out in an instant and poured into the hearts of everyone in this city.
And with the deepening of this connection, the hanging iron chain next to the embryo has become more and more clear, just like the substance...
"This thing is weird..."
Lu Xin took a deep breath, gritted his teeth slightly, and said, "Send me there, I'll take a good look at it!"
Now that the distance is far away, he can only "touch" the hell embryo with the help of his father's power.
But after discovering the strangeness of the embryo, he wanted to go over and get in touch with it in person.
It seemed that he could hear the coldness and disdain in Lu Xin's words, his father was startled for a moment, and then he let out a happy laugh.
He is very strange.
Sometimes I am afraid of this side that Lu Xin revealed unintentionally, and sometimes I am very excited.
"Do you really want to go?"
Even the younger sister, not far away, noticed Lu Xin's will, and was slightly startled.
Then she was stunned, and didn't dare to say no. She groped with her little hand, and the "human-shaped cobwebs" around the stadium began to extend automatically. Going out to the mid-air of the stadium, he pointed straight at the group of embryos that were wriggling and trembling in the spiritual ocean of the mad believers below.
Lu Xin stepped on the human ladder.
When you are not sure what it is, it is undoubtedly dangerous to directly touch it with your own body.
However, anyway, I have done a lot of dangerous things myself, and I have never died...
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"Buzz..."
When thinking about this question, the black particles in Lu Xin's eyes were already shaking violently.
I have to call my sister to help and send myself over.
But at this moment, he suddenly heard a strange sound and turned his head sharply.
"Shuh" "Shuh" "Shuh"
Those were heavy leather boots, and the sound of Qi shu shu stomping on the ground.
Legion of Hell.
Lu Xin saw the Hell Legion again, the strange power that he almost suffered from before.
They came in unison from the street in the distance, like a black river of people's heads, and the speed was much faster than before. Today's streets were originally chaotic, but after the sister's spider web was woven, some The crazy people were hanged in the air, and more people were frightened and ran back home. There were only a few injured people on the road.
The Hell Legion strode forward and drowned the injured people in an instant.
My sister saw this hell legion from a distance, and was shocked, and subconsciously raised the spider web, because she knew the horror of this hell legion, and also knew that they were immune to mental pollution to a certain extent, their own spider web Can't deal with them.
However, after she set off the spider web, she found that this Hell Legion did not pay any attention at all.
They rushed straight to the stadium, seeing nothing on the vertical wall, and rushing up.
"It's this shit again..."
The father was angry, and a black shadow rolled over directly, collided with them in mid-air, and annihilated each other.
Lu Xin looked up at the embryo above the stadium.
He could feel that what was in that embryo was getting stronger and stronger, and the connection with reality was getting deeper and deeper.
Knowing that is the point, there is no time to pay attention to the Hell Legion.
However, after an inadvertent glance, he suddenly turned his head again and stared at one place.
This time, because of the angle, he saw a person standing behind the Hell Legion. The man was wearing the same black suit and black top hat. He bowed his head slightly, his mental strength was shaking and he walked out of the rows of Hell Legion. .
"Number two..."
The moment he saw this person, Lu Xin was slightly stagnant.
The person who wore the clothes of the Hell Legion and exuded that kind of strange fluctuations was No. 2.
Regardless of appearance or mental radiation, it is exactly the same as No. 2.
The only difference is that their mental power fluctuations are very different from No. 2.
"Roar… "
Just as Lu Xin was thinking about this question, a shrill roar suddenly rang out.
Turning his head sharply, he saw a monster, or a mass of flesh and blood. Suddenly, it jumped out of the darkness. This jump seemed to be at least 100 meters away, and a line was drawn in the air. The arc then fell around the stadium, swaying on the humanoid spider web in mid-air, lying on his stomach, his face pale, and his eyes looked coldly at Lu Xin on the stadium.
"crash..."
The cobweb was hit by a foreign object and immediately rolled back upwards, engulfing the person.
But this person suddenly had messy blood vessels and muscle tissue, and the person on the spider web was suddenly entangled by these things at the moment of contact, and then pulled together, centered on the person, and quickly formed a huge bloated monster.
The spider web was as if a big hole had been corroded by him.
"Another number two?"
An indescribable strange feeling filled Lu Xin's heart.
Also at this moment, he suddenly sensed something and looked up suddenly.
Two hundred meters away, on the east side of the stadium, there is a 30-story high-rise building, which is much taller than the stadium.
"My Healing Game"
Lu Xin looked up and saw that under the huge red moon, a thin shadow appeared on the edge of the high-rise building. He was wearing a loose white hospital gown and stood quietly on the top of the building. Holding a glass cup, looking down.
When Lu Xin looked at him, he found that the glass cup in his hand suddenly turned into a red apple.
Blinking slightly, and looking again, I found that the apple had turned into a glass cup.
The main thing is his face, which is also number two.
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"Huh..."
After seeing three No. 2s in a row, Lu Xin suddenly understood.
An indescribable feeling of disgust welled up from the bottom of my heart: "What did these people do to Number Two..."