Hidden in the complex but straightforward material world, there are many things that are far beyond human comprehension, and what can be seen by the naked eye is only the most insignificant layer of camouflage in this world. In the vision of the soul, this world is much more complex than it appears.

Ever since Tanagus was swept away by a catastrophe beyond reality, the planet has been completely transformed, and its physical dimension may be frightening enough, but the unreal part of it hides is even more terrifying. The planet is roamed by countless restless ancient souls, and the tides of energy and information triggered by the firstborn have been surging through the earth for 10,000 years, leaving behind countless supernatural legacies, visible and invisible. The memories of the Tana people are detached from their flesh. Bodies, drifting through the planet with the tides, are entangled and twisted into unspeakable monstrities along with so much other information, but at certain points there is still access to ancient souls that are still capable of thinking - as long as the person in contact has some kind of appropriate talent.

When Hao Ren reached out to the distorted transparent air, he felt as if his consciousness had withdrawn from his body for a moment, and it was as if a huge spiritual power had poured into his brain, cutting off his perception of the outside world. He felt as if he was standing in the middle of nothingness, surrounded by countless chaotic gray-white mist, and a ...... Or countless shadowy apparitions standing in the depths of the mist, watching themselves.

Hao Ren woke up from a moment of consternation, and subconsciously wanted to concentrate on getting out of this state - after many otherworldly experiences, he had now mastered the method of using his spiritual power to fight against this supernatural erosion. But just as he was about to make a move, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the phantoms: "Please don't be nervous. Strangers, we have no ill will. ”

"Who are you?" Hao Ren asked as he looked down at his body. Not surprisingly, he was floating in this chaos in the form of pure consciousness. He could feel that his body was still in the real world, but it was temporarily unrecognizable: it reminded him of the experience of coming into contact with the giant brain.

"We are the natives of this planet," the phantom behind the mist spoke, it could not distinguish between men and women, it could not see far or near, it was not even easy to tell if it was a shadow or countless shadows overlapping each other, and when it spoke, Hao Ren only felt a buzzing echo mixed in, "We are Tana. ”

Hao Ren was stunned. Not surprised, he sighed: "Oh, as expected, I thought there were only crazy angry spirits on this planet." ”

"There really are only crazy souls here," the apparition said unhurriedly, "and all the spirits have lost themselves. Strictly speaking, the 'we' in front of you is just a set of numbers, and we can no longer call ourselves any form of life...... We are the crystallization of the memories of all Tana people. ”

"I know about your life transformation," Hao Ren didn't inquire about the difference between "Memory Crystal" and "Soul", he sensed that his connection to this Chaotic Realm was weakening. Perhaps the psychic ability of the Tana people does not connect well with the spirits of the earthlings, "What happened to the business cuò back then?" How come you haven't escaped the catastrophe of your life form? How did you become that kind of irrational ...... Monster? ”

"We thought that we could escape the ecological catastrophe by getting rid of the flesh and blood, but we did not think that the carnage that occurred in the material world was only the mildest aspect of the whole catastrophe, after leaving the material world. We were faced with even more terrifying distortions and chaos," the phantom fluttered slightly, and Hao Ren felt that another spiritual force was spreading towards him. "Stranger, please see for yourself."

This spiritual force is not corrosive. It was just showing a memory, so Hao Ren calmed down after confirming its safety. Look at the old memories from 10,000 years ago.

In a trance, he found himself standing on a magnificent city wall, surrounded by a magnificent city made of gold, with the sound of whirring wind in his ears, and countless translucent tall figures running around him, shouting: "The No. 3 protective wall has been shattered!" The machine qì people can't stop those tentacles! "Medics, medics are needed here, the wounded who have been withdrawn from the protective wall need to be treated......" "Earthquake, earthquake again!" "The tentacles have pierced the foundation, and the protective wall is cracking......"

Hao Ren realized that this was a scene from more than 10,000 years ago, and he was looking at this qiē from the perspective of a soldier standing on the city wall back then.

He found his perspective slowly sweeping across the city walls, and looked beyond the city with a violent tremor that revealed an indescribable fear.

Outside the city, the earth cracked, and the great mountains surged and rolled around like living creatures—real creatures, for they were part of the tentacles of the firstborn!

The whole world seemed to be covered in tentacles and giant trees, and the boundless body of the eldest son surged and devoured all things, and in the gaps between those tentacles, a dark red liquid could be seen flowing slowly, and the substance that closely resembled "source blood" was decomposing the last bit of life outside the shelter. And the sanctuary was the last remaining light in this hellish world: it was crumbling and insignificant, the eldest son angrily whipping the last two or three layers of Alamanda's protective walls, the geological structure of the entire city was constantly shaking, and even a large number of tentacles had spread over the walls to the city's energy shield, almost burying the last shred of the city's light.

For ordinary people, this eerie view of hell is terrifying even if you look at it.

Then Hao Ren felt his perspective shake again, and then he saw the scene of Dan Nian's "promotion" ceremony.

The last surviving Tana gathered in the square near the Tower of Ascension, and rose to the sky under the support of some inexplicable power, and the golden tower released a nebula-like electric lightning, and the innate soul power of the Tana people was sublimated in resonance. Their spirits are extracted and materialized, and their bodies gradually disintegrate into points of light - and the Tana finally realize in the last moments of the apocalypse that the tentacles spreading across the earth are tracking the reactions of life, so they must abandon their own corpses completely, otherwise the tentacles will not stop strangling the city.

As the last of the clansmen were elevated into spirits, the dome of Alamanda descended with a brilliant glow, a deadly radioactive ray, the "final life clearance order" set by the Tana. All normal organisms throughout the city die quickly from radiation, including the most tenacious single-celled organisms.

Only when the breath of life is completely erased will the hunt for the eldest son stop.

From that moment on, there was only one creature left on the planet Tanagus: the eldest son, who had grown more than ever. It has reached the whole world.

Hao Ren's consciousness continued to advance with the foreign memory, and he finally realized the perspective of the Tana people after they became spirit creatures. He "saw" that he was gradually rising into the sky, and countless translucent souls were floating around him. The owner of this memory was looking at the material and spiritual worlds in a new light, and after adjusting to the new "body", he looked to the end of the horizon, looking at the surging tentacles and the vast grotesque and inexplicable biological tissues in the tentacles.

Intense horror welled up in the memory

An unprecedentedly terrifying huge shadow floated above those tentacles, and a large amount of frenzied spiritual power quickly diffused from the cracks in the tentacles, growing into a tide of darkness that enveloped the entire planet. The tentacles of the eldest son waved wildly in the dark mud of chaos, as if mocking the Tana who thought they would escape by transforming their life forms.

No one had ever seen such a thing still hovering around the firstborn - it was only after the Tana became spirits that they realized that their enemies were far more terrible than they had imagined.

In the vision of the soul, the soul form of the eldest son is far more difficult to oppose than the material form.

"It possesses unparalleled soul power, even more powerful than its tentacles and red tides—unfortunately, we don't realize this until we become spirits. This transformation is a one-off, irreversible, and time is pressing, and we don't even have time to let some people transform first and then determine the situation, we have suffered a catastrophe," Hao Ren's consciousness was detached from that terrifying memory, and he heard the Tana people's "Aggregate of Dead Souls" speaking to himself, "It shattered every Tana person's 'self', it should have been a terrible electromagnetic storm, all souls were mixed together in the storm, and the thoughts, memories, and personalities of millions of people were forcibly fused, and finally became." ……”

"Angry spirit," Hao Ren finally came to his senses, "the essence of it is a kind of garbled code. ”

"It's all over, and in the end only we are preserved," the apparition said blandly, "We are a reservoir of memories endowed with false personalities, copies of the Tanagus civilization. Perhaps that destructive force does not consider us to be some kind of life form: immaterial beings, non-energetic beings, and so we have survived to this day. ”

Hao Ren sighed: "What do you want to help with?" (To be continued......)