Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

sunny.

Today is a rare good weather in the south. The autumn wind is harmonious and the clouds in the sky are sparse and thin, allowing warm light to shine on the earth.

All things are delighted by this, and the mobile urban residents on the vast land are no exception. Bloody tentacles circle and extend to the sky, and finally turn into an umbrella-like appearance, and the structure like a bud is forming on the umbrella. The center of the lid bloomed into a bloody flower covered in phosphorescence and crystals.

It is absorbing the dazzling sunshine that is rarely seen after the dimming of this holy day.

Thousands of human faces, limbs and pulsating fascia blood vessels make up this giant umbrella and flower.

And it's much more than just one.

Tissues that were auburn, plant-like, and flesh-like grew among the city of rock and metal, eventually turning into solid giant pillars.

They are entrenched on the towering buildings in the mobile city. Most of these giant pillars are connected to each other by blood vessels or biological tissues similar to umbilical cords. They are like vines connected into a network between giant trees, supporting flowers and umbrellas. Serves as the trunk of the tree's crown.

There is a sound - in the silence, there is a voice belonging to the soul that is resonating. The giant tree of flesh and blood stretches its weird branches and crown, and the phosphorescence of the source energy spreads in the atmosphere with an almost nectar-like smell.

——Is it painful?

It's not painful.

There is no pain in being absorbed by the giant tree. Pain is an instinctive reaction of human nerves. It will not have any chance of being stimulated under the gentle embrace of the sacred tree.

——Sad?

Not very sad either.

Everyone in a city is here, no one is lost, no one is forgotten, everything is reunited, more intimate, direct, and undisguised than before.

——Despair?

Strangely, he doesn't seem to be desperate.

What is there to despair about? Everyone is like this, neither dead nor disappearing, everyone still exists, but in a different way.

Yes, there was indeed wailing, roaring, and crying.

But there were also cheers, admiration, and enlightened praise.

The bloody sacred tree spread its leaves, and human faces showed different expressions on it.

Human beings who cannot understand each other, even if their bodies are absorbed and melted, and their souls stick together, it is difficult to truly empathize. Therefore, different feelings are natural, and it is normal to feel rejection and fear.

But they will eventually understand that if they want to exist forever, then this moment today is the last and greatest chance for ordinary people like them, who are as ordinary as weeds and destined not to live for fifty years.

This is the day closest to their achievement of eternity.

As a part of eternity.

The sacred tree of blood thrives in the light, with the rising sun, autumn wind and the glow of the horizon, giving it even a somewhat sacred beauty.

However, there will always be those die-hards who fail to appreciate this beauty.

For example, the first knight Iloviz, the moment he saw the Blood Sacred Tree, he angrily grabbed the hilt of the sword at his waist.

"This is...how...evil!!"

Looking down at the blood-colored tree crowns and branches swaying in the wind and light in the city, the gray-haired knight stopped in mid-air in shock. He sensed that this sacred tree contained an incredible energy reaction, which was the result of the disaster. breath.

Now the sacred tree is still in a deep sleep, but when it wakes up, it will be able to control all the source energy within a diameter of nearly a thousand kilometers centered on it and transform it into their domain.

This is already the size of half a province in the empire, and there are hundreds of such auras in the Southern Nobles Alliance. They overlap and overlap, and as soon as they wake up, they can instantly infect most of the southern part of the Aian continent.

What happened? The knight was at a loss. He could no longer sense the breath of life from the mobile city except the sacred tree. The sacred tree was not awake at the moment and did not show much danger in attacking.

This made Ilovitz not sure whether he needed to attack, nor what he should do now.

"Good fellow, if these sacred trees are evenly covered, it will be enough to cover the entire earth."

At this moment, a calm voice could be heard.

A male voice with a faint accent appeared behind Ilovitz, causing the knight to look back warily.

But at the moment when the knight recovered, the white-haired old man had already passed the gray-haired knight. Su Zhou followed Irovitz's trajectory silently, and then came to the top of the Blood Sacred Tree.

He suspended in a position parallel to the blood flower, then stretched out his hand and touched the blood-brown biological tissue that seemed to be a mixture of plant and biological flesh.

The stunned Ilovitz watched all this. He looked at Professor Sveteri in front of him and nodded slightly, commenting: "Sure enough, the technology is not perfect enough, the souls are separated, the fusion speed is very slow, and the bottom layer is really The spirits are destined to be unable to fuse, so there is still hope."

"This world is still a little gentle."

What he said with such emotion was completely incomprehensible to the knight. What was even more difficult for the knight to understand was that a small red snake suddenly appeared on the opponent's shoulder.

Iloviz had not sensed the slightest breath of this little snake before, but it just appeared and made a rather arrogant voice: "Gentle? You just don't know."

"Behind your gentleness, there are countless universes in the past that were destroyed and the war in heaven was rewritten."

"The Lord of Silence took the rare initiative to fight for the immortality of the true spirit, and brought the end and creation together to beat him up... Of course, I also had a hand in it, and many people had more than one hand in it, but in the end everyone It’s really gratifying to have reached a consensus.”

"So, Yara."

Xiguang's Sweetley turned his head and said gently to the little snake on his shoulder: "This is love."

He withdrew his hand from touching the Blood Sacred Tree, then turned his head and looked at the knight.

"Hello, Ilovitz, the first knight of the empire, pacify the Quartet Star."

The man's tone was calm, as if he was facing an enemy who was almost fighting just now, and his breath was faintly exchanged: "What's wrong, you didn't attack? I was the one who forced your friend to death."

Although the tone was calm, the content of the words was indeed a straightforward provocation.

But Iloviz was surprisingly not aroused by these words.

In turn, after a moment of silence, he lowered his height to be parallel to Su Zhou. Ilovitz looked at Su Zhou, staring at the eyes and expression of the old man in front of him.

After a while, he slowly turned his head and looked at the Blood Divine Tree aside: "Aren't you angry? Facing such an evil monster?"

"These are not monsters, just a bunch of poor people."

Raising his hand, Su Zhou shook his head slightly: "And there is no need to express anger."

The hand Su Zhou raised silently decomposed into a strange vine composed of metal and roots. The blue-purple vine quickly dispersed in mid-air, spinning, turning into strands of sparkling source energy. lines, and then like a meteor with a trajectory, inserted into the bloody sacred tree.

The flesh-and-blood divine tree that was pierced by the vines immediately began to squirm violently, causing a strong rejection reaction.

In Iroviz's astonished eyes, the behemoth towering over the entire city suddenly began to violently squirm, shrink, and circle, and then just like that, it actually began to 'wither' at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Like a sponge being burned by flames, or like an inflatable castle slowly leaking air, the originally towering bloody sacred tree wanted to resist after the roots of Su Zhou's arm penetrated, but it was meaningless, no matter how hard its instincts let it go. It rolled, expanded, and stretched out its tentacles in an attempt to counterattack, but it was all in vain.

With Su Zhouai's embrace, everything will end.

The sacred tree of blood shrank and withered, and finally turned into a puddle of brown root knots covering the ruins of the city, a rather disgusting carpet of flesh and blood, with a viscous substance like oil flowing out of it, but it was... A heavy, head-spinning fragrance.

The power and soul residing in the Blood Divine Tree have been extracted, and it is already an empty shell.

With absolute strength and character, he crushed this sacred tree derivative that condensed the flesh, blood, soul, and alien energy of the entire city. Su Zhou withdrew his hand, except that the aura on his body was slightly heavier, and he Nothing has changed.

“Anger uses hands.”

Turning his head, his eyes were deep, Su Zhou looked at Ilovitz, looking the gray-haired knight up and down: "In the final analysis, although it looks scary, the Blood Sacred Tree is only a semi-finished product, and the soul has not been fused, but is simply wrapped. Together, they have not yet become the souls of a new sacred tree."

"To be honest, it's a bit cliche. Do you want to use the souls of everyone in a mobile city as a sacrifice to awaken the sacred tree? But the sacred tree is not an evil god, so it will just die naturally. The souls of living people enter its body, and it will naturally be good. Preserve it... The person who did this probably wouldn't have thought that the sacred tree 'loves' all living beings, right?"

Su Zhou's emotion revealed a lot of information, some of which matched Irovitz's own guesses.

"And you..."

Therefore, the knight took a deep breath, word by word, and said the conclusion seriously: "You took all the souls in that sacred tree into your body... You just imprisoned those souls in another place."

"Let them start a new life again."

Su Zhou didn't pay attention to this groundless accusation. He pointed to his heart with his thumb: "I am Hades and Xiguang."

"I am Svetrey. A knight of the empire. Although I cannot resurrect these poor people, they can still live in my body on the basis of maintaining their own will until an opportunity comes and they return to the world."

The white-haired man didn't pay too much attention to the knight with an awkward expression on one side. He just turned his head and scanned the entire southern plain.

The continent of Aian is far larger than the earth. Even if the cluster of sacred trees is enough to cover the entire earth, placed on the continent of Aian, it only occupies most of the land in the southern part of the continent, and does not really cover one-fifth of the world. one.

Moreover, vaguely, he seemed to sense a hint of dusk from the depths of the sacred tree.

That is the trace of the original fire-burning sacred tree that resides deep in the core of many blood sacred trees.

The will of the ‘Twilight Dragon’.

- Existence is meaningless.

——Even if it claims to be the truth, existence is a stumbling block for other existences.

——Shenmu, your body will be killed by your descendants, and your soul will be poisoned by their own greed if they want to protect them.

——The perfect cycle you prepared for them, the utopian world that can exist forever, will only be wasted by them without regret.

——Then, you will go to a dead end, and everything will turn into nothing. In the end, it will be like nothing happened, and it will end in a meaningless way.

——The sacred tree, the sad sacred tree.

——Poor me.

It wasn't a mocking sound.

Instead, it’s more like a message from the entire world.

Myself, what I said to myself, my first burning self-talk.

Perhaps, this was what he had in mind when the original fire-burning sacred tree fell and turned into a twilight companion?

"It is indeed sad...the gods of this world only bring their own fault, but this stupidity is also the normal course of life."

Shaking his head slightly, Su Zhou turned his head and looked at Ilovitz.

"Knight, you are here for me, right?"

He said: "Since you didn't start fighting right away, why not tell me what you think? Tell me what you want to do."

"...I'm here to tell you the truth."

Iloviz's eyes swept across Su Zhou's face, paying attention to every detail. He seemed to want to find a flaw in the man in front of him, and wanted to find out whether the other person's seemingly great declarations and dreams were true or false, and whether they were real. They can make their friends feel ashamed and eventually commit suicide out of shame.

He found no flaw.

From the very beginning, Su Zhou's pity for the souls of ordinary people in the Blood Divine Tree, as well as his subsequent careful treatment, and his disgust for those who performed this secret method, were all not concealed at all - it seemed that there was no such thing as anything in this world. No one is qualified to fake emotions, not even himself.

So, he couldn't help but sigh.

"The sacred tree of blood you see is most likely a variation of the secret 'spirit-burning secret method' passed down in the aristocratic alliance in the southern border of the empire. It was originally a secret method for strong men on the battlefield to burn their own souls when they were in desperate situations, and temporarily increase their strength to defeat the enemy. Technique."

"But generally speaking, extraordinary people are nobles, and how 'precious' are the souls of nobles? Although the soul and the heart light body can be recovered from random burning, it is still a serious injury that requires more than ten years of rest. In order to solve this sequelae, future generations People have developed a brand new spirit-burning technique, which allows strong people to burn the spiritual essence that has been stored up for a long time to provide themselves with strength."

"Although the consumption is far greater than burning your own soul, it is not your own soul after all..."

Ilovitz did not say where the ectoplasm came from, but there was no need to explain, everyone knew their origin.

Su Zhou narrowed his eyes. He recalled the pure spiritual essence taken by the demonizer in the Chuyao ruins... Because of the Heart Light Body, the research on the soul in the world of Aian is indeed quite good.

Unfortunately, I have gone astray.

"From the soul to the life gradually, and finally not even the slightest bit of flesh and blood is spared."

The white-haired old man held his hands in front of his chest. He lowered his head and looked at the sacred tree of blood under him, and said lightly: "The blood armor method of the Avender family can even consume the lives of those around you to complete it. On the battlefield, , such a secret technique can be said to be impossible to destroy, because whether it is friend or foe, the battlefield is always filled with endless blood and souls."

"Life deprives other lives for its own sake. Until now, it has evolved into what it is now - the sacred tree of blood has completely deprived all lives in the entire city of their souls and flesh and blood."

The context was very clear, and Su Zhou finally understood why Earl Ayvind arrogantly called all the residents in the city "meat people". Su Zhou originally thought it meant "meat people", but he didn't expect it to mean "meat people". Such a simple and direct meaning.

But there is another doubt.

"Theoretically, the person who initiates such a soul-burning secret method will become the core will of this sacred tree of blood, which is the soul of the sacred tree in the future."

Landing on the city that had been covered with corrupted flesh and blood, Su Zhou lowered his body and touched the irritating liquid that had begun to evaporate rapidly in the atmosphere: "But in fact, they disappeared, or in other words, they became one of many part of the soul.”

The answer is simple.

"Because their secret method is incomplete." Ilovitz also landed on the ground. He looked at the mass of flesh and blood under him with complicated eyes that may have been women, children, or strong men in the past, and then whispered: " The method of burning souls was improved by Michal, as was the secret method of blood."

"If you want to single-handedly control the souls of billions of sentient beings, your soul needs to be pure and powerful enough - but a person whose soul is pure and powerful enough does not need to control the souls of billions of sentient beings."

"So, the original and real purpose of its improvement was not an evil method to absorb the souls and lives of all living beings, but a way for Michal to condense the 'Imperial Will' in the future and use it to protect the souls of all living beings in the void. Secret."

I have something to do today, so let’s make a transition. The big chapter will be tomorrow morning!