What happens when two monsters who also have the protection of the Lord of Paradise and gain "immortality" go to war?

Zhang Luo has always been interested in this question similar to "self-contradiction", and it is not until today, after seeing the scene on the street in front of him, that he finally got the answer:

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The executioner, wearing a metal helmet with a spied metal helmet, swung his broadsword open Viotiel's chest, and blood spurted out of the bloody cut in the emissary's chest, creating a scarlet flower. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Viotiel's astonishing immortality finally vanished in the face of the triangular broadsword, but the messenger was equally weak, reaching out his long arm and choking the executioner's throat, which was hidden under his helmet.

Under Zhang Luo's gaze, two super beings who were enough to terrify ordinary monsters began to engage in a simple and crude "street fight......

"Someone once said that 'the strongest battle will eventually turn into hand-to-hand combat', I didn't believe it at the time......" Zhang Luo sighed, and when he looked back and saw that Zhao Meng was still stunned, he immediately scolded: "Why are you still stunned?" Find a way! ”

"Oh, oh......" The woman in gray said in a panic as she returned to her "mouthless" state. Then immediately began to contact the headquarters of the Monster Administration.

Although Zhang Luo still doesn't have a good impression of the Monster Management Bureau, in this situation, it seems that he can only temporarily stop fighting with this organization. And, now the focus is on......

"Did I forget something?"

Standing on the bloody street, the man covered in scarlet armor looked up at the sky corroded by the "inner world" with a confused expression.

Since he couldn't beat Viotiel at all, he was still at a loss, and could only rely on the triangle head to contain the other party for the time being, but Zhang Luo always felt that he had forgotten some key information.

Although he was still conscious, his memory was once again missing when the human body's brain was killed by Viotiel, and he couldn't remember what he had overlooked.

"Help me stall for a moment." Zhang Luo said a word to Zhao Meng, then quickly retreated, decisively found a corner and squatted down very unimpressively, and began to try to repair his brain.

In the condition of "brain death", it is impossible to win by relying on the consciousness of the evil god alone! So now......

In order to recall the information he had forgotten, Zhang Luo began to concentrate on repairing his already cold body, trying to give himself "life" again.

With the experience of several previous injuries, he can be considered familiar with the road this time. Soon, the brain, which had stopped functioning, had some radio waves flowing again, and the heart that had stopped beating trembled slightly again.

Bang.

As if receiving an electric shock, his consciousness suddenly became extremely clear, and he felt like he had "escaped into the wisdom pupil". The whole person is also much more energetic than just now. But......

That's not enough.

Continuing to repair his brain and internal organs with the help of space manipulation, the blood in his veins began to flow slowly, and his cold body finally had a trace of warmth again.

Trying his best to repair his dead body, just when Zhang Luo was still recovering his organs, a white shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

"I am ......"

The man had barely opened his mouth to say something when the crimson tentacles that spread out from the shadows beneath his feet wrapped around his body in a second. Zhang Luo, who was in a state of "half-dead", turned his head, and the skin on his face, which was covered by flesh and blood armor, began to twist:

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Lao Tzu...... I have no ill will. The man in white, who was entangled in tentacles, began to explain quickly: "I'm Zhou Yong of the Monster Management Bureau, you are Zhang Luo, right?" I'm here to help you. ”

Although Zhang Luo didn't believe the other party's words, he still put the guy down, the man looked no different from ordinary people, but his arms were covered with charms, but he didn't look like a mortal at all.

"Get out of here." Zhang Luo said without replying.

"You're repairing your body, aren't you? I have a Taoist longevity talisman here, which has the effect of reviving the dead. "The Great Exorcist of the Monster Administration Bureau had a very keen eye, and he immediately saw what Zhang Luo was going to do.

"What are you doing for me? Go ahead and help your teammate, she's still on the battlefield. Zhang Luo didn't bother to pay attention to Zhou Yong, but continued to recover from his injuries.

After the successful resurrection, his progress has slowed down a lot, and Viotiel's method of killing is not to rudely destroy his body, but to forcibly stop his body functions through unknown means.

If the body is damaged, it will be more convenient for Zhang Luo to repair it. But now, he doesn't know what is wrong with his organs, and it has become very troublesome to recover.

Realizing that he would not be able to recover for a while, Zhang Luo slowly turned his head, looked at the white-robed man holding a yellow rune paper in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I want to know the reason why you helped me." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yong laughed helplessly: "I'm not a fool, just by me and that stupid woman, it is impossible to stop the monsters here, this time I can probably only rely on you." ”

"Are you sure I'm going to kill that monster?" Zhang Luo's eyes, hidden behind the bloody armor, narrowed.

"I know you're a good guy and won't let the city go down." Zhou Yong's voice was very confident, and at the same time he handed over the rune paper in his hand:

"Stick it on your head, and the future of mankind depends on you!"

"I'm not a savior." Zhang Luo complained, took the damp rune paper in the other party's hand, and pressed it directly on his forehead.

"Buzz!"

Violent tinnitus erupted in both ears, and the five senses of the human version that had disappeared suddenly returned, Zhang Luo's consciousness suddenly became extremely clear, and then, Sigmund sounded in his ears. Freud's voice:

"Boy, you're still alive, aren't you?"

"Nonsense." Zhang Luo replied to the other party's question rudely: "What are you doing?" ”

He soon realized that Freud was not talking to himself, but had left some kind of "recording" in his human consciousness, because the old man had already continued to speak on his own:

"Last time, the reason why you stayed in your dream for so long was not actually my prank, but because I tampered with your consciousness beforehand - you thought you were the real dream controller, but you were a little tender in front of the old-timers."

Hearing this, Zhang Luo couldn't help but scold: "This old bastard ......"

"I know you're going to have a showdown with the Lord of Paradise, but what you don't know is that the Lord of Paradise was actually born into this world because of a mistake I made back then. So now, when you are beaten to death by the Lord of Paradise, I will lend you a hand and tell you the true identity of that monster to help you turn defeat into victory. ”

At this time, Zhang Luo immediately realized that Freud had deliberately designed this consciousness to appear only in a near-death state, even though the old man said it beautifully, in fact, he was still haunted by the previous defeat.

However, in the current situation, there is no time to care about that kind of problem.

Zhang Luo stood in place, continuing to listen to Freud's voice in his consciousness: "You should know that I am the Western Oneiroi, but I actually took office much earlier than you think. Since the former Oneiroi was killed by a man named Kratos, my consciousness after death went back thousands of years and I took over the position of the Oneiroi from that time. ”

"During this time, I have continued to study the subconscious. Although I was devastated by the fact that there were 'gods' and souls, it also opened up a new realm for me that I had never explored when I was alive - can the human subconscious affect reality? ”

"In order to study this theory, I deliberately made a 'dream demon' that can turn the subconscious into reality, which was used as the initial test subject, and released into the human world for testing, through which the human subconscious mind would have an impact on the real world if it materialized."

At this point, Zhang Luo finally understood the origin of the Lord of Paradise: "It turns out that the 'Lord of Paradise' was created by you, a bastard......"

-- Turning the dark consciousness and nightmares hidden in the depths of your heart into reality is the truth of the strange things that happened in the small town called "Silent Hill". When the guilty "sinner" arrives at Silent Hill, he will see his subconscious repressed desires and nightmares. This situation is exactly the same as Freud's description of "turning the subconscious into reality"!

"I know what you're trying to say." Freud seemed to predict Zhang Luo's thoughts just now: "However, I didn't expect that the experimental subject, who originally had no self-consciousness, was polluted by the dirty subconscious of human beings for hundreds of years, and turned into a monster with self-consciousness and spreading disasters everywhere. ”

"When I found out about this, the 'Lord of Paradise' was out of my control, and it disappeared for a long time, until the last century, when it was summoned by some cult believers in a small town called Silent Hill, and it came back to my sight......"

"Although I also want to kill it, under the nourishment of the dark consciousness of human beings, its energy has far exceeded my imagination. Now it's up to you......"

At this point, Freud's voice disappeared.

After waiting for a while, the guy didn't continue to speak, and Zhang Luo couldn't help but scold: "Then you tell me what to do, bastard!" ”

-- The "Lord of Paradise," which threatens the safety of the world, is actually an "experimental subject" created by Freud in order to study the human subconscious.

But the initiator, while explaining the truth, did not explain the solution to the Lord of Paradise. It's not helpful for the current situation, but it's ......

Seeing that Zhang Luo had been standing in place and talking to himself, Zhou Yong thought that there was something wrong with his "longevity talisman", and asked tentatively: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"It's fine." Zhang Luo shook his head.

Under the effect of "domain control", although he was standing in the corner, he could clearly see the battle taking place on the street a kilometer away. At this time, the battle between the Triangle Head and Viotil has come to an end:

The executioner, holding the butcher's knife, stood stiffly in place, his ceremonial robe dyed blood-red, but even so, Viotil did not stop, but reached out and grabbed the lower edge of the giant helmet with a triangular head, and pulled it upwards vigorously.

With the sound of something shattering, the pointed metal helmet of the triangular head, which had always covered the head, was torn off, blood and scraps of flesh floating in the air, and then a mass of rotten flesh about the shape of Viotiel's head appeared under the helmet, but ......

From under the lump of flesh, the scarlet eyes of the human were revealed, and the facial features of the human could also be vaguely recognized.

"Triangle Head...... Really human? ”

Seeing this scene, Zhang Luo was slightly taken aback, but before he had time to take a closer look, the victorious "Messenger of God" had already stretched out his blood-stained right hand, grabbed the flesh ball with the human head hidden underneath and shook it hard:

With a click, the mixture of brain pulp and blood exploded, and the triangular head was pinched and exploded, but the tall body still stood in place, like a headless sculpture, completely stopped moving.

“……”

Seeing that the immortal triangular head was killed like this, even Zhang Luo was a little caught off guard, even if he knew that there was more than one executioner, but it still hurt a little to see his crew members hanging up like this.

His "old friend" was executed with his own hands, and Viotiel's robe, which looked like it was made of human skin, was also stained with blood. The knife wound on the chest did not heal, and the flesh was cut open to reveal the flesh inside, but there were no bones or internal organs.

- Wait a minute, if the existence of the same "paradise" can cause harm to Viotiel......

Seeing the knife wound on the monster's chest, Zhang Luo suddenly thought of something, turned back to Zhou Yong and said, "You'd better get out of here quickly." ”

"Oh, I'm going to ...... now" The exorcist in white also sensed that the situation was not good, and immediately ran away without saying anything.

Seeing that Viotil had begun to continue to create "Paradise", Zhang Luo, who was still happily pasted with yellow paper on his head, once again used his "Paradise Ruler" ability to create a real inner world.

But this time, instead of continuing to transform the space around him, he summoned the existence of "paradise" on his body!

"It seems that there is a problem with the previous style of play......"

On his skull, covered in flesh armor, a rusty pyramidal metal helmet appeared.

"I won't miss again this time."

On the body, which was also protected by the armor of the evil god, appeared a set of ceremonial robes that appeared to be sewn from human skin.

On the exposed hands, a pair of dirty gloves appeared. The nearly three-meter-long broadsword was held by him with his right hand without warning.

As if sensing the breath of his companion, Viotiel, a kilometer away, turned his head and strode over.

Waiting for this oracle is a "strengthened triangular head" with a butcher knife in his hand.

Although he couldn't see anything after putting on the pointed helmet, Zhang Luo, who was incarnated as an evil god, could sense the outside world as long as he controlled the domain.

Facing Viotiel who was walking, Zhang Luo put the long knife in his hand on his shoulder and took firm steps to meet it.

"Suffer death!" He yelled.

The heavy metal helmet has its own soundproofing function, which does not let the sound out, but only reverberates in the helmet, creating a brief tinnitus effect.

"I'll go, it turns out that the triangle head can't speak for this reason......" Zhang Luo suddenly realized.

And by this time, the messenger sent by the Lord of Paradise had already stood before him. (To be continued.) )