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Chapter 455

A Once-Familiar "Friend"

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Death's words made Xiang Qian fall into deep thought; this was a question he had never considered.

As a human being who has never been in contact with "Divinity" and knows nothing about the Creator God Ming field, why did he have such a firm and clear resistance to "Divinity" from the beginning?

Why did I firmly accept "Divinity" from the beginning, and the result was like a marionette?

Why do you take it for granted that you use computers and intelligent programs to analogize the operation of the rules of the universe?

How many years have computers been around? How many years have humans been studying intelligent programs?

Why do you think you can use simple binary oppositions to define the vast and ancient universe of time and space? Even the most powerful computer in the world cannot accurately analyze and calculate a Infinity Stones, let alone an entire universe?

You can't really say "the great truth leads to simplicity" and just use human beings' limited cognition to define the universe, right? Our ancestors said this sentence refers to social philosophy, not natural science.

So, where does this sudden and deep-rooted disgust for "Divinity" come from?

Xiang Qian is meditating, while Death is watching silently; there is a strange and unclear flavor in His eyes, a little vigilant and a little expectant. If you look at it from a higher dimension, you will find that the power of death is secretly gathering through the soul of Hela, as if it is preparing something.

Xiang Qian, who was deep in thought, suddenly raised his head and glanced at death, and let his consciousness exit Hela Soul Realm without saying a word.

Until the "water drop" fell to the ground, the conscious body behind me spoke and moved. I watched helplessly as the blood-colored "water drop" changed shape behind me; from round to square, from square to long, and in front it separated into seven limbs, a neck and a head, and seven sense organs were revealed under the head and gradually took shape.

The blood flowers gathered towards the fire dragon evil spirit, covering every inch of "skin"; then, the evil spirit wrapped into a "blood dragon" flapped its wings and flew low, shooting Xiang Tian at a point in the air like an arrow from a string.

The evil spirit of the fire dragon seems to be destroying the soul purposefully, but in fact it is under the control of the backward. That kind of destruction is just a concrete appearance, and above the appearance, it is a series of tentative injuries to the soul of the backward. The direction and force of each injury are the result of precise control.

Blood-red lightning exploded in the sky, and before a loud thunderclap that could not be described in words, the "Blood Dragon" smashed open the sky. The lightning dissipated, leaving a regular dark red gap in the dome, with dense cracks extending from the gap in all directions.

This is something that Xiang Xiang determined before long and patient testing.

The person made of blood-colored "water droplets" had a particularly seven-faced face that was tilted back, and he said with a smile, "It's as if he made you fly into ashes in the first place Entropy. What he said about "thinking he saw you is to see you", it's obvious that he wanted to see you again."

The flesh and blood flowed along the "silk" to the inside of the cocoon, and was absorbed by the backward body. What retreated into the backward body together with the blood was the still-dead Fire Dragon's already violent and cruel soul.

The more brutal and pleasurable the process of destruction and destruction of the physical body, the smaller the desire for destruction that is inspired; the more violent the nature of the destroyed creature, the more difficult it is to be used and guided.

The only difference is that it has moved from the original consciousness level to the material level.

At the same time, after working for a long time but getting nothing, the remaining consciousness of the fire dragon evil spirit seemed to feel that it had been fooled; its anger increased exponentially, and its roar surged like a flood, flooding the entire space in an instant.

What's even more tragic is that the fire dragon didn't even have a chance to struggle, and the flesh and blood from its body was drained almost instantly; its small body quickly filled up like a deflated balloon, leaving only a layer of skin covering the thick bones, which looked strangely ferocious in the eyes.

The roar of the fire dragon had not yet subsided and the echoes were still surging. Countless magic runes fluttered down like snowflakes; but they were not random snowflakes, but dazzling red blood flowers.

"Yes, you really want to see him." He sighed backwards, "Unfortunately, for a real young man, whether you want it or not, everything is decided by you."

At the same time, more silk threads extended inwards from the outside of the cocoon, stretching far out. A passing fire dragon was unlucky to be caught by the silk threads, and was tied into a rice dumpling in an instant.

Calm and changing emotions are one of the most ineffective attacks against Mind Stone and the soul.

Either way, the enemies we had to deal with that time were weaker than the Pym couple.

The inexplicable sudden death caused the fire dragon's consciousness to be mixed with the anger of the queen. Almost at the moment of death, it was transformed into a pure evil spirit. As soon as its soul landed in the backward Soul Realm, it ended up being all that could be seen after breaking through the good eyes.

After all the spaces have been broken, the test will have no results.

The backward conscious body quietly appeared and looked up at the dome. As I watched, a small red viscous "water drop" fell up from the gap in the dome. This fast and difficult process seemed to be pushed by a huge force.

That anger is exactly what is needed to move backwards.

Death remained silent and did not use the gathered power to do anything to the backwards. It just completely took over Hela's body and continued to stare backwards with the eyes of Hela.

In reality, that "just a few words" involves an extremely vicious White Magic, and it is also a White Magic that targets the soul.

Similar magic was used on Kang the Conqueror in the Quantum Realm, and the ending was even more tragic than that of a fire dragon; after all, in terms of physical vitality alone, a fire dragon is much weaker than a human.

Human beings in the Middle Ages once believed that the soul was attached to human blood; on the one hand, this idea was consistent with the objective reality that too little blood loss would lead to death; on the other hand, it was a one-sided interpretation of the fragments of information leaked from the magical world.

Just kidding, if control is achieved, does that mean the magic is out of control?

Taking advantage of the close bond between the soul and the body, it stimulates the soul by destroying and destroying the body, stimulating the violent factor deep in the soul of the victim, making it full of desire for destruction; and then guiding that desire for destruction to attack the real target's soul.

The fire dragon of Muspelheim is stuck below the balance line of being able to give birth to spiritual intelligence, but with a sufficient IQ and a violent nature; compared to Kang the Conqueror, who has a low self-esteem but indeed has an extraordinary IQ, the fire dragon is obviously a more suitable material for the use of White Magic.

As time went by, the results of the evil spirits' control gradually became apparent; it was obvious that they were a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, and their movements were all regular, but in the end, the evil spirits were evenly distributed in every inch of the Soul Realm.

Under the gaze of death, thin red silk threads gradually appeared seven weeks behind my body; those threads grew out of my body, like spring silkworms spinning silk, and gathered into balls at the front, wrapping my body tightly, like a small dark red silkworm cocoon.

It wasn't until he could see the face of the person behind him clearly that he sighed, "It's been so long since we've seen each other, you thought we'd never see each other again!"

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