Chapter 295, The Ending of the Madman Looking Up at the Sky (Part 1)
There are always ants who keep raising their heads, wanting to spy on the greatness, but the process of spying on the greatness is not always so smooth, or in other words, most of them The situation is faced with tragedy again and again.
Xiaochun has ended his slumber and has officially become a demigod. His most essential background is pure life, but it is different from most life gods.
Xiaochun's power is more pure and more original.
It is not the various branches and representations that can refer to life, healing, growth, forest, reproduction, health, not these shallow representations, but something more original, which is good or bad. life itself.
Relying on the almost terrifying life carrier provided by the rat people, this most essential concept was born.
It is a concept extracted from countless piled corpses. Naturally, there will be no obvious emphasis. For example, the gods of life on the natural side are extremely concerned about the appearance of life. That is called nature. Appearance.
Obviously Xiaochun’s life is not so particular.
Deformed, twisted, wanton growth, upward, natural, these messy things can all represent life in His heart.
What is alive is life, and there is no other requirement other than this.
The flesh-and-blood land where instinct spreads in the dark abyss of the underground rat city is a continuation of this concept.
It’s hard to say who is right or wrong between Koharu and the natural gods, but Koharu’s philosophy is obviously more in line with this twisted rat-man empire.
It cannot be said that Xiaochun created this twisted country. Xiaochun has never really interfered with the rat people.
His feelings for these noisy guys are not deep, only a little bit, like treating the rice bowl with unlimited renewal.
Well, Xiaochun's wisdom and inspiration, which transformed into a demigod, are not that abundant and rich, but he has indeed been a little depressed recently. He has noticed it, or is worrying about himself.
For the adults who raised him from a ray of spring breeze to a demigod with an unlimited rechargeable rice bowl.
Well, maybe it is indeed necessary to use such words to describe it.
Somewhat frustrated, after formally activating the power of the Craftsman's Heart, Xiaochun initially had the power to play with the soul. This is a very precious power, but it is of little significance to Xiaochun.
As a demigod who doesn’t even need to work hard to cling to the divine pillar and eat at the buffet, he has never been hungry.
He is not interested in the power represented by this authority, and no matter what, he cannot shake his idea of relying on the pillar of God to eat at the buffet.
But it’s not that there are no benefits.
He gained the ability to access soul memories. This ability made Xiaochun's still slightly ignorant wisdom make great progress.
Only recently, he discovered that many things were different from what he saw in that soul.
He has always felt that he was a daughter. After all, in the scenes he saw in the memories of his souls, he felt that he was the daughter of that adult.
After all, that adult has never shown any restraint in providing him with support.
Just like the father described in the souls, he is tall, indifferent, and provides support.
That day, Xiaochun mustered up the courage. On that terrible day, the adult gave an indifferent response.
Xiaochun felt confused and frightened.
At the same time, it was not just these questions that confused him.
He began to think, and some issues concerned him very much, starting from the beginning of his transformation into a demigod.
Among the questions that made him doubtful and confused, those about Du Yuan accounted for a large part. It was not surprising that Du Yuan's figure indeed occupied a huge share in Xiaochun's life which was not long enough.
The creation that Du Yuan enlightened finally thought about his relationship with Du Yuan. Well, at this point, Du Yuan did not do well.
This guy is always so decisive when fighting with gods, fearless, domineering and cold, making people fear and awe, but when faced with some more complex problems, he seems a little confused. measures.
Xiaochun is too special and too important to Du Yuan. It is something that cannot be let go. It is just a question of how the two of them should get along with each other.
Du Yuan also didn’t know that this was a question that had been shelved for a long time. The silent old father might be a bit close to such a role.
It's just that realistic considerations make him inevitably do things that go against his true intentions. Xiaochun is too important to him and he must hold on tightly.
That engraving deepened the connection between the two, but it also made the problem more difficult.
Not knowing how to respond, Du Yuan chose to avoid it, just like he had always done, as if he had always been so aloof, indifferent and unwavering.
This guy still sighs even when his good looks are gone.
Awkward guy.
It's just that Du Yuan's avoidance obviously cannot stop Xiaochun from thinking about this relationship, especially when Xiaochun's wisdom has been greatly enhanced and his thinking has become more active after gaining soul authority.
The little guy looked a little sad.
This is a very normal situation, a gift and a curse from wisdom.
This problem is not easy to solve.
After all, Xiaochun is not an ignorant and cute little guy in the true sense.
It’s hard to say whether it’s due to environmental influences.
But it is true that Xiaochun has not interfered with the rat people, but he has never objected to the rat people running wildly on this road, even if this little guy has recently been addicted to running in a bunch of crazy Watching movies in his soul, but His essence is still a flower that takes root and blooms among countless corpses.
Yes, Xiaochun blossomed. On the day when He truly became a demigod, a beautiful flower appeared on the wriggling vine, a light pink flower that had not fully bloomed but could still hardly conceal its beauty. .
This can be seen from His concept of authority.
Not kind, not evil, but life itself, a somewhat confused and high-level natural god.
Thinking about the relationship with Du Yuan will probably take a long time to get the answer.
During this time, another thing attracted his attention, a beating heart, a candy stained with filth.
It’s similar to the situation when facing the Craftsman’s Heart. In fact, this candy is indeed related to the Craftsman’s Heart.
It doesn't contain much power, but it can't stop Xiaochun's greed.
To a certain extent, the results of the long claws are remarkable, and they have been affirmed by Xiaochun. He really plundered some high-level elements from the beating heart of the craftsman, and slowly used his own methods to Cultivate this element.
It's just that he's not so lucky.
He was watched, because that heart of God was watched by a god.
Of course, Xiaochun didn't do anything extreme, he just stared at the heart of God rising and falling in the transparent pillar with a hint of tangle.
It’s hard to say whether being watched by a god can be considered a good thing. Even if he wasn't noticed, Xiaochun didn't do anything, but Long Claw got the chance. Xiaochun's existence itself is something that can be encountered but cannot be sought, especially the things he manipulates are so inseparable from Xiaochun.
Everything is becoming clearer, whether it's experimentation or aberration.
It seems that something is helping him filter the answers, which is not a wrong feeling.
After initially gaining wisdom, Xiaochun instinctively used the feeling beating in her mind, experimenting with long claws, and what she did seemed so naked in her eyes. Of course, Xiaochun certainly knew the answer.
With just one glance, He can tell whether the thing with long claws will be successful or not.
This is an instinct.
When it acts on Long Claw, it acts on this area, and it becomes a magical revelation.
He has just started to do it, and the answer has already been obtained. God knows it, and all the results are determined.
This may not be a gift, a favor, but also a sign. There is a chance that the long claws will succeed. In fact, Xiaochun's appearance here is announcing that possibility.
It’s just that Long Claw’s recent state has become more and more wrong.
His eyes were red and his body had been completely distorted. He could no longer leave this deep abyss.
It's like a dragon, but it's a twisted dragon with two pairs of wings and one pair of tentacles, but its head is still a rat-man head.
In fact, Long Claw’s judgment was not wrong. He did not have much time left after everything was over.
No matter how hard it is to suppress the distortion in him, he becomes more different every day, but at last, he should have found the final puzzle piece, or in other words, the possible final puzzle piece.
Like a wild beast, it was digging through the squirming flesh, with faint blue bones piling up in front of him.
No one told him that the price of choosing this path would be so tragic.
But he still has a chance. He didn't have it originally. He almost missed it, but Xiaochun's appearance gave him such a chance, and his decisive decision gave him a chance.
He didn't quite understand the blue bones and the strange energy. He didn't quite understand what it was, but it didn't matter.
The blue bones were smelted into steel, and the chains formed penetrated the flesh and blood, entangled in every part of the body.
Like a broken basket, a force of unimaginably majestic soul power is introduced into the body that is constantly twisting in the distortion through rough methods.
There is no problem with the idea. After all, life and intelligence are not two insulators that cannot intersect with each other.
But this was not without cost. Unspeakable pain broke out, and life and soul entered a state of explosion at the same time.
The clawed soul came into contact with the indescribably twisted body.
Just how to put it, this twisted connection brings the same twisted senses, and the long claw is not a dragon.
You can feel your own changes, the growth of flesh and blood, the displacement of scales, the growth of wings, you can feel everything.
And it’s not just that.
The too majestic power of the soul prompted some sounds that should not have occurred.
“I feel like I can’t stay here forever. Why do I have to hide in this wriggling flesh and blood! And I still have to connect to that damn sac. Can’t I have a life of my own? ?”
The clawed small intestine issued such an accusation.
"You despicable guy, get out of here, get out of here quickly, don't even think about stealing my food, it's all mine! It's all mine!"
This is a stomach with long claws. Paw's stomach doesn't seem to be that healthy, and his possessiveness is too strong, which may have a certain impact on the health of the body.
This is what Longpaw is experiencing at this time. Many different sounds appear in his body.
Photophobic eyes, butt wanting to eat, feet feeling persecuted, hands with obsessive-compulsive disorder, intestines wanting to look everywhere, stingy stomach, noisy voices day and night It echoes in my mind and is inescapable.
This caused unspeakable pain to Longclaw.
A loud roar.
“Stop arguing!”
It's just obvious that all parts of Longclaw's body seem to want to ignore him.
In the chaotic quarrel, a new voice joined.
An arrogant tail, well, the tail with the long claws also started to make its own voice, it was an arrogant tail.
Maybe it has something to do with Long Claws’ meticulous care of that tail.
After all, the most important thing about a rat man, besides his claws, is his tail. As a priest with big claws, his long claws can obviously no longer be displayed, but his tail is well maintained. .
This creates an arrogant tail.
Okay, it's a strange feeling.
In short, this arrogant tail became the last straw that broke the long claws.
Struggling painfully on the ground, various instruments and experimental items that were once treasures were destroyed in this painful struggle, and were easily destroyed by the current long claws.
Well, the destructive power of Long Claw is indeed a bit amazing now. He is already a dragon, a rat dragon, a dragon rat, maybe all of them.
Rolling wildly, yelling, and hitting the ground with his head.
“I’m going to kill you, I’m going to kill you!
Stop arguing, stop arguing!
I beg you, please stop arguing! ”
Long Claw almost collapsed and yelled, well, maybe he was not completely prepared for what he might encounter on this road, or maybe those messy and disorderly voices were really It was driving him crazy.
Of course, he knew very well that his body did not really speak. Whether it was his arms and tail, stomach, intestines, or more, this was all an illusion. His soul really began to control this even body. .
But he has gradually lost control of his soul.
The noisy quarrel stopped at the moment Longclaw collapsed. Of course, this was not the end.
Shrill laughter, ugly laughter, plural mixed laughter replaced the quarrel.
Replaced by a more demagogic discourse.
"If you can't stand it, come be us!"
(End of this chapter)