Thousands of ferocious Dharma forms, like the combination of hundreds of hundred-armed giants, descended on the sea of ????blood, and the Dharma forms with thousands of eyes and multiple arms or thousands of arms melted like snow. Without the evil and destruction caused by the destruction of the plane system, relying only on the supply of a demon itself, even the demon king will be drained and torn to pieces in an instant. At present, it is because the will of the abyss bears most of the burden, crazy Only then can the form return to the posture of billions of blood shadows.
"I can hear the vicious and twisted roars and whispers of the demons, the unwilling prayers of the fallen souls in curses and pain, and I can also feel the resentment and fighting spirit of the Jiuli people. The war drums and shouts soaring into the sky seem so familiar¡¡"
When the arms, horns, wings, claws and blades that were originally condensed into reality were dispersed one by one, all that remained were illusionary projections, through which a vague dark red outline could be seen. .
"It is the sinking of souls under erosion, the wailing music of sentient beings in all worlds as they lose their morality and ritual music collapses. This kind of pain is so intoxicating. Only by crossing the cage woven by the secular order, you Only then can you experience true unfettered freedom"
It was as if the whispers in the ears spread directly through the marks of sin to those planes that had intersected with the space of the abyss god. Facing the frightened face that was approaching rapidly in front of him, the driver's panic and bewilderment were replaced by ferociousness. He was already relaxed. The accelerator was opened and the middle-aged man in police officer's uniform regained his stability with his slightly trembling right hand. He signed his name on a forged document in front of him, and the couple who was pushing and arguing quietly shook hands. He picked up the kitchen knife on the chopping board and slashed it towards the other party's door
Whether it's because the other person's words triggered the anger in your heart, or because some people's actions affected your decision-making, or you made some decisions due to some worries and fears, these thoughts and impulses that seem to come entirely from yourself are completely It is all the result of the secret influence and erosion of the will of the blood sea. The brain waves and thoughts of ordinary life seem to be like open books, and it is easy to scribble and modify them at will.
"The will born in the bottomless abyss once used the Styx as a bridge to transform into a sea of ??blood. It also led the tribes of Jiuli to conquer the ancient wilderness, and cut off the heads of the gods with its own hands"
It seems that due to the influence of pleasure, the originally confused and chaotic thinking gradually became clear. The vague outlines increasingly took on a concrete human shape.
"I can feel that my greed swallowed up the tyrannical emperor of the ancient East. In the name of Xin, the Demon Emperor of Heaven and Earth, he was born in the land of Jiuyou through the blood of Adam."
The eyes of Demon Zhou, who was wearing the black robe of the Evil Dragon Emperor, suddenly lost their expression. Like a puppet, he slowly floated from the altar of Zhaixing Tower to the blood shadow. The clothing style and face belonging to the Yin Shang gradually disappeared, and finally only What remained was a faceless man wearing an imperial black robe.
"I can feel that my rage has penetrated the crystal wall system of the alien plane, using the hottest flaming lava in the ancient elemental world in Azeroth, venting endless anger to the world in the name of Ragnaros. "
The blazing dark red flames around Ragnaros actually fell into a strange stagnation, and the huge black body also came to a standstill and slowly floated to the blood shadow. The outline of the figure belonging to the fire element lord actually came to a standstill. It melted like a candle and gathered into a black-red fire ball with only the outline of a human figure barely visible.
"I can feel that I have crossed Azeroth and the Yuan Empire, exhausted the blessings of the dragon veins of the entire Kyushu and China, and sacrificed tens of millions of lives to seize the birth of the soul of the demon from the outer world."
The incarnations gathered in front of the blood shadow like mist. Whether it was the elf mage Wei Lan or the scholar image in the Paradise Treasure Book, they were all drawn out of the body like a ghost, and then burned into ashes, turning into the completely invisible Paradise Demon.
"I can feel that my arrogance was plundered from the original divinity of Medanzo, born from the corrupted and twisted tree of life of the Holy Soul, and bred in the abyss of blood, but there still seems to be some dirt from the Heavenly Mountain remaining. ¡¡±
The twisted humanoid outline like branches and vines emerged from the water like a twisted magic tree. In it, a face similar to Metanzo could be vaguely seen struggling in pain, with strands of dark red coming from around it and wrapping around it. It looks like dark red spider web marks and beating blood vessels. Every trace of erosion makes this face look more painful and weak.
As the words fell, a dark red radiance shot out from the bloody figure. Surrounded by abyssal magic words that exuded evil spiritual light, the evil spell of the Shura Demon Realm absorbed all the huge blood energy around it. It turned into a ferocious devil's head and sank into the body of the incarnation of arrogance like a giant arm. The devil's sharp teeth bit Metanzo's head and dragged it out of the body bit by bit.??
Although the captain of the Onishizhou team was only taken over by Metazord when he was in Rashomon, this arrogance came directly from God after opening the door to heaven. Even now, with the power of the endless sea of ??blood Even if it is constantly eroded and weakened, it still has to rely on the huge gift of the will of the abyss to peel it off and refine it.
Almost at the same time that Metanzo's remaining consciousness was stripped away, this arrogant incarnation with a body like branches and vines expanded rapidly at a crazy speed. The branches turned into thick and towering trees, and the vines also became the legendary towering sky. The vine then blossomed and bore fruit, giving birth to the true Son of Arrogance.
"I can feel that my Taotie has been with me since the beginning, sprouted in the blood shadow of the endless blood menstruation, and was born when the Holy Grail plane system was broken."
Taotie¡¯s incarnation, the nebula-like figure whose outline could barely be seen, appeared in front of the blood shadow at some point.
"I can feel the traces of diffusion. I am the Lord of the Blood Sea, the Demon Prince, the God of War Jiuli, the captain of the Abyss Team, and the resonance of the will of the endless sea of ??blood."
The blood color that still maintained the blurry figure suddenly expanded and spread into a bloody light that spread all over the sky. No matter whether it was the sticky and churning blood cloud sweeping from the sea of ??blood to the sky, the blood shadow that maintained the virtual image of the law around it, or even the huge giant in the sky. The whirlpools of will are all integrated into one.
This is a sign of the true transformation of thinking life into the primitive will of chaos through the deep assimilation ceremony of the abyss. Both thinking and consciousness are only a small part of it, whether it is the roar, gasping and wailing of those creatures in the plane infected by the sin scars. , the plane of the branded Abyss Team members, or the world of each criminal was clearly presented before his eyes.
If the will of ordinary people is nothing more than a waterspout, and the scattered water droplets are temporarily gathered into shape because of the sweeping wind, then the current will of the sea of ????blood can be said to be a galaxy vortex, as if a simple breath can blow away the whirlpool of thoughts. , a little radiated will can distort their subconscious. This is an indescribable feeling. It is different from those communications through thinking and language. This is more like a multi-dimensional net covering the entire space, covering everything in it, and controlling everything through deeper fluctuations of consciousness.
It is not the so-called difference in form before, but a complete transformation and sublimation. It is somewhat similar to the dynamic vision of a goshawk. It uses a relatively blurred global vision to overview the whole situation. Only by locking the target and zooming in will the focus be enough. The information forms a detailed picture. Only by condensing and projecting consciousness into a specific thinking vortex can clear thinking consciousness be reconstructed.
Through the deep assimilation of consciousness in the abyss and the grand joyous carnival of using the plane system as a sacrifice, all the remnants of the original sin incarnation have been erased. So far, there are no longer demons, but only tyrants who control the original sin of greed. There is no longer fire. The demon lord Ragnaros is only the Balrog who controls the wrathful original sin. There are no more elf mages or Ming Dynasty scholars. Some are just the blissful demons who control the original sin. There is no longer Metazord or the Tree of Life. It is only the Holy Son who controls the original sin of arrogance