Merowenga's face changed for a moment, and he suddenly sneered: "Mentality? It's an excuse that only the weak will look for. Don't think that you can do anything after learning a few tricks, you can't even control the leakage of power, you think you're already strong? "In the battle just now, Wang Yang and Mero Wenjia both used projectile attacks formed by extremely compressed telekinesis, but Wang Yang's strength, control, subtlety and other aspects are far inferior to their opponents, if the use of Mero Wenjia is a perfect work of art, then Wang Yang is not even a defective product, Dingtian is just a draft.

Wang Yang said lightly: "After six hundred years of meticulous crafting, you have indeed reached the peak of your skills. In battle, you can crush the weak in 10,000 ways, play with the weak, watch the despair of the weak, and you yourself gradually become addicted to this false strength; But you ignore the most important point, for the truly strong person, the strength of the heart is the fundamental, the big heart is immeasurable, and the high heart is the strongest. The skills you are obsessed with have led you further and further down the path of turning away from the strong, and even the more perfect your skills, the more fragile your state of mind becomes. Just like this virtual world, the more refined the logic, the farther away from evolution. ”

Merowenga sneered: "No matter how much you say, you can't change a fact, you, Wang Yang, are not my opponent, I want to kill you, I can do it at any time." No matter how big and high your heart is, if you die, it will no longer have any value. ”

Wang Yang's smile became unpredictable again, I don't know what's going on, as soon as Mer Luo Wenjia saw his smile, a nameless fire in his heart immediately burned, although Wang Yang never opened his eyes once from beginning to end, but in the human feeling that Mer Luo Wenjia still retained, Wang Yang had never looked at him once, and every time Wang Yang showed this kind of smile, that feeling was even stronger.

"You're scared, you're running away." Wang Yang's voice was very soft, but when he heard it in Merowenga's ears, it was like thunder, so shocked that he even forgot his anger for a while, "Your human side is reminding you that my words are exactly what you have been unwilling to face. ”

Taking a deep breath, Mero Pattern strengthened the urge to go berserk, and said coldly: "I'm not interested in fighting you here, I just need to know that in Matrix, I am an invincible god, above all beings, and decides the fate of everyone, including you." ”

"Oh? Is that really the case? Wang Yang asked lightly, "In the past six hundred years, have you ever laughed from the bottom of your heart?" Even if it's just once? ”

"I 。。。。。。" Merowenga wanted to give an affirmative answer immediately, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he was powerless to answer, because in the past six hundred years, as Wang Yang said, when he completed the upgrade of the Matrix and abandoned his human identity, all his values, all the motives he had fought for, including all the meaning of his existence, no longer existed. Because there is no longer a purpose, there is no longer a need, and everything that once made him excited, cherished, happy, and angry is nothing but emptiness, even if it is the honor and glory of the invincible world.

For the endless emptiness, being powerful seems to turn into a mockery. Because no one could put a finger on him, he had to do even the most superficial sensory stimuli himself—like writing an aphrodisiac program for a certain flower girl; Sometimes Merowenga even inexplicably envies the later generations of saviors, the saviors are very strong after awakening, but there is also a guardian (Seraf) to match him, and the negative body (Smith) can also use a large number of clones to win him, and even after infecting the prophet, the negative body (Smith) alone can beat the savior into a pig's head. However, Merowenga is not, his strength was determined at the beginning of his birth, except that the negativity of the first generation of saviors once caused him some trouble, and in the next six hundred years, for anyone and any procedure, he could directly crush the past with an absolutely strong attitude. He can't change the entire Matrix because he has abandoned his human identity (if he doesn't, he will have to be buried with the first generation of Zion), and the program's identity limits his future to spinning in the same place, forever closing the door to the evolution of life. Six hundred years is enough time for him to see everything clearly, but that's all, he has completely become a part of the Matrix, and can only live and grow with it, so in the sense of life, Merowenga is a proper tragedy, of course, he himself understands this, so he said to Pasephine - "We are all victims of inducements." ”

Wang Yang still said unhurriedly: "The way of the strong, endless, endless, if you can fail once, it is to prove that you still have room for improvement, if you are undefeated, it can only mean two points: first, you have taken the wrong road at all, naturally you can't reach the destination; Second, you have lost the desire to chase stronger, but you are not willing to go into self-exile, so you go round and round in the original small circle. Merowenga, which one do you think you are? ”

A trace of confusion flashed in Merowenga's eyes, and then he began to be cold again, who can reach his level, which has its own obsessions, and it cannot be solved by the benefit of his tongue, not to mention that his strength is obvious to all. A person who is obviously not as strong as you wants to talk about heroes with you, no matter how you look at it, it feels disagreeable. Therefore, even if Wang Yang's tongue blooms with a lotus, he can't get around a basic fact - strength, and his persuasiveness will naturally be discounted.

"Your speech is really wonderful, if it weren't for the performance you just had, I would have almost been moved by you." A hint of coldness appeared at the corner of Merowenga's mouth, and he said arrogantly, "But when the strong talk about it, it is natural to use strength, and this strength, at least I haven't seen it in you." But your potential is something I've only seen in 600 years, and you have all the code in you that I can't even understand。。。。。。 At this, Merrowsa suddenly hesitated.

He looked at Wang Yang, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, killing intent and hope swept under his eyes at the same time, and after a while, his gaze gradually became cold: "Mr. Wang Yang, I don't know if what you said is right, but I believe in my eyes." In a sense, I have given humanity the opportunity to help in the shadows every time a savior comes, and I would love to see how far your race can endure; But six hundred years have passed, and nothing has changed in the situation of Zion, seven men, sixteen women, rebuilding, struggling, destroying, rebuilding, struggling, destroying again, and the cycle has been, and humanity has fallen into a cycle that never ends in sight; On the contrary, the Matrix is getting more and more perfect, although this perfection is 。。。。。。 According to you, there is no imperfect perfection to be found in the higher life forms, but at least we are constantly improving, and maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, we will find that door? And,"

Saying this, he slowly opened his arms, looked up to the sky and closed his eyes, an earth-shattering momentum surged, the earth began to tremble slightly, and he muttered to himself: "You see this power, right?" The ultimate perfection, the unparalleled power, makes the whole world tremble under your feet. This is a power that only God can have. Here I am God, the one, the true God. The world must run according to my will as long as I want, and not even the fortune teller, or the savior, can escape it. ”

Merowenga retracted her momentum and reopened her eyes to look at Wang Yang: "I don't know what the higher life you are talking about, but without this kind of perfection, how can evolution begin?" ”