"Strength is one aspect. Only the strong can implement their own justice, but the real reason for your failure is that you have not clearly defined your goals."
"What do you think justice is?" Bai Mo looked around and found that no one was looking for death yet, so he continued to talk about Hou Zi's topic.
"Uh... justice is..." When he was asked such a question, he realized that he didn't seem to have a suitable word to describe this thing that had always been his belief.
Then he wanted to use some examples to explain the understanding of justice in his heart, but after thinking about it, it seemed that it was not appropriate to describe a definition with practical examples, so he kept hemming and hawing, unable to speak.
"Actually, there is no definition of justice at all. What we really want is a world that is comfortable for us. I think it is right, and that is justice."
"How is it possible! Don't you think it's right to kill people, so it's just?!" Hou Zi retorted immediately.
Although he was a little confused, it was not enough to be taken into the ditch by Bai Mo's words at once, not to mention that these words obviously violated his three views.
"If you have already judged in your heart that the two are unjust, then naturally there is no doubt. But for example, if a soldier kills an enemy on the battlefield in order to defend his country, is that considered justice? "
"Or if the executioner cuts off the head of the condemned prisoner, is that considered justice? Even if you kill countless people in the name of justice, is this behavior just?"
"So, this kind of question is actually quite boring. There are countless things that may happen in the world, with different positions and opinions. Concept definitions can never cover all situations."
"Just like the law, there will always be new situations that cannot be dealt with by the original provisions. What you need to do at this time is to make a choice that looks comfortable. In the final analysis, the law is just something that most people find pleasing to the eye, Reasonable provisions."
"It's the same with justice, isn't it?"
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"So, are you going to stop me?" After saying these words, Bai Mo stood up from the giant rock, then suspended in mid-air, and gave the other party an ultimatum.
Hou Zi raised his head and looked at Bai Mo, who appeared in the air like a demon, and was silent for two seconds, before turning into a cloud of red mist and leaving the place.
"Then what about you, Edward Teach." Bai Mo didn't turn his head, and directly formed a new face in the back of his head. The original face began to blur and disappear, and the structure of the whole person changed instantly. Without moving a step Under the circumstances, the turning action was completed directly.
"The future of those trash has nothing to do with me, but every cell in my body is telling me that as long as I eat you, I can become stronger!"
After hearing the expected reply, Bai Mo didn't say anything, but turned his gaze to the east, as if there was something more worthy of his attention in that direction.
As for dealing with Tiqi in front of him, he just let a layer of weird darkness cover his palms, and then gradually clenched his fists.
As the fingers continued to close together, the entire sky within the field of vision dimmed to a degree visible to the naked eye. It was originally a scorching heat in the afternoon, but it turned from sunny to cloudy in an instant, and the sky was as gloomy as it was before a downpour. .
But looking up, the sun was still high and there was no cloud in the sky. The situation was very strange.
Not only that, but the air within a radius of several hundred meters also suddenly fell below zero as if it had suddenly encountered a super cold current from Siberia.
With this grip, he seems to have grasped all the nearby heat and light energy in the palm of his hand. When he first encountered the Hedao Tribulation, the power he gained at the cost of an arm is now just a casual blow. .
Such a huge amount of energy, forcibly compressed into a volume of less than one cubic centimeter, would be a terrifying sight. So much so that even a ray of light coming out from between the fingers is almost as strong as a laser.
As for the position of the palm, all kinds of high-energy reactions are no longer something that the naked eye can bear and perceive. It's like he squeezed out a miniature sun.
"Competing for energy, I will too." Facing the overwhelming power, Tiqi, who never admits defeat, stretched out his right hand to trigger the surging spiritual energy in his body, and then a fiery fireball gradually emerged in his hand. The core of the fireball The light is also unbearable.
Shooting the extremely compressed plasma ball like an electromagnetic gun with his mind, Bai Mo tried the combination of his own abilities with a playful attitude.
After losing the shackles of violence, the light began to expand explosively in all directions at an astonishing speed, filling the suddenly dark space again.
The mental cannonball, like a little sun, moved towards Edward Teach's position at more than twenty times the speed of sound.
If there is a femtosecond camera that is heat-resistant and accurate enough to observe the molecular level at this time, then this scene can be clearly captured:
Heated to close to 100,000 degrees Celsius and ejected outward at a speed of more than 20,000 kilometers per hour, the huge kinetic energy and thermal energy carried by it are partly transferred to the air passing by in the form of molecular collisions, and the rest remains in the madness. in a hot plasma.
But even during ultra-high-speed movement, after a considerable part of the energy is dissipated by the friction of the air, this ray of death still doesn't appear dull.
In just a hundredth of a second, the radius of this ever-expanding beam of light has changed from the size of a bean to that of a basketball.
After the plasma cluster gained energy during its flight, the air that began to rapidly expand in volume continuously spread the carried kinetic energy and thermal energy outward in the form of waves, causing an unprecedentedly powerful shock wave.
Because the speed far exceeded the speed of sound, the world was still silent at the first moment, and no sound was transmitted to the ears of the two.
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In a hundredth of a second, Tiqi was ready. He wanted to use his ability to reflect back the light that brought death and destruction.
"The Gate of Burning Steel!" The ultra-high-temperature fireball in his hand was hot enough to turn steel into steam in an instant. It suddenly sunk in the middle, and then stretched desperately to all directions, becoming like a common fire ring in zoos.
Bai Mo's mind-power cannonball accurately passed through the Burning Steel Gate under Tiqi's calculations, and then suddenly disappeared without a sound.
This small incident aroused his interest. He thought that Tiqi would be burned out under this stream of light, because he could see that the person who came to test him was just a clone of the other party, and a mere clone was not worth it. He takes a look.