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"What do you think justice is?" Bai Mo looked around and found that no one was looking for death, so he continued to talk about Hou Zi's topic.

"Uh...... Justice is ......" When he was asked such a question, he realized that he did not seem to have the right words to describe this thing that had always been his belief.

Then he wanted to use some examples to explain the understanding of justice in his heart, but after thinking about it, it didn't seem appropriate to use practical examples to describe a definition, and as a result, he was always stumbling and speechless.

"In fact, there is no definition of justice at all. What we really want is actually just a world that we look comfortable with. I think it's right, and that's justice. ”

"How is that possible! Do you think that killing is right, then it is right?! Hou immediately retorted.

Although he was a little confused, he was not taken to the ditch by Bai Mo's words all at once, not to mention that these words obviously violated his three views.

If you have already judged in your heart that these two are unjust, there is no doubt about it. But for example, if a soldier kills an enemy on the battlefield in order to defend his country, is that justice? ”

"Or is it justice if the executioner cuts off the head of a condemned prisoner? Even if you kill countless people with your own hands in the name of justice, is this kind of behavior just? ”

"So, this kind of question is actually quite boring, there are countless things that can happen in the world, different positions, different views, and the definition of concept can never cover all situations."

"Just like the law, there will always be new situations that cannot be dealt with by the original provisions, and what you have to do at this time is just to make a choice that looks comfortable. In the final analysis, the law is just a few rules that are pleasing to the eye and reasonable for most people. ”

"It's the same with justice, isn't it?"

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"So, are you going to stop me?" After saying this, Bai Mo stood up from the boulder, then suspended in mid-air, and gave an ultimatum to the other party.

Hou Zi looked up at Bai Mo in mid-air like a god and demon descending into the world, and was silent for two seconds, and finally turned into a cloud of red mist and left the place.

"What about you, Edward Titch." Bai Mo didn't turn his head, he directly turned into a new face behind his head, and the original face began to blur and disappear, and the structure of the whole person changed instantly, and he directly completed the action of turning around without moving a step.

"What does the future of that waste have to do with me, but every cell in my body is telling me that if I eat you, I can become stronger!"

After hearing the expected reply, Bai Mo didn't say anything, but looked to the east, as if there was something more worthy of his attention in that direction.

As for dealing with Titch in front of him, he just let an eerie layer of darkness cover his palm, and then gradually clenched his fists.

As the fingers kept closing, the entire sky in the field of vision dimmed to the extent that it was visible to the naked eye, and the hot weather that had been in the middle of the afternoon turned cloudy in an instant, and the sky was as overcast as if it was before a downpour.

But when I looked up, the sun was still hanging high, and the sky was cloudless, and the situation was very strange.

Not only that, but the air within a radius of several hundred meters suddenly fell below zero as if it had suddenly encountered a super cold snap from Siberia.

His grip seemed to have grabbed all the heat and light energy in the vicinity into the palm of his hand, and the power he had gained at the cost of one arm when he encountered the First Convergence Tribulation was now just a casual blow.

What a terrifying sight it would be for such a huge amount of energy to be forcibly compressed into less than a cubic centimeter of volume. So much so that even a ray of light coming out between the fingers is almost as strong as a laser.

As for the position of the palm, all kinds of high-energy reactions are not at all something that the naked eye can bear and perceive, and it is like pinching out a miniature sun.

"Do you compete for energy, and I will too." In the face of overwhelming power, Titch, who never admits defeat, stretched out his right hand and attracted the surging spiritual energy in his body, and then a blazing fireball gradually appeared on his hand, and the light of the core of the fireball was also impossible to look at.

The extremely compressed plasma cluster was shot out like an electromagnetic cannon with mental power, and Bai Mo tried the combination of his abilities with a playful mentality.

Having lost the shackles of violence, the light began to expand explosively in all directions at an alarming speed, refilling the darkened space.

Mental cannonballs like little suns headed towards Edward Titch's location at more than twenty times the speed of sound.

If there is a femtosecond camera that is heat-resistant enough and accurate enough to observe at the molecular level, this scene can be captured clearly:

The plasma cluster, which is heated to nearly 100,000 degrees Celsius and ejected outward at a speed of more than 20,000 kilometers per hour, carries a huge amount of kinetic energy and thermal energy, part of which is transferred to the air in the form of molecular collisions, and the rest remains in the plasma in crazy thermal motion.

But even in the ultra-high-speed movement, after a considerable part of the energy was dissipated by the friction of the air, this death light still did not appear to be dull.

In just one hundredth of a second, the radius of this expanding pillar of light has changed from the size of a bean to the size of a basketball.

After the plasma group gains energy along the flight, the volume of the air begins to expand rapidly, and the kinetic energy and thermal energy carried by it continue to diffuse outward in the form of waves, causing an unprecedentedly powerful shock wave.

Because the speed far exceeded the speed of sound, the world was still silent for the first moment, and no sound was transmitted to the ears of the two people.

In hundredths of a second, Titch was ready to use his power to reflect back the light that brought death and destruction.

"Steel-Burning Gate!" The ultra-hot fireball in his hand, which was hot enough to turn steel into steam in an instant, suddenly dented in the middle, and then stretched desperately in all directions, becoming like a ring of fire common in zoos.

Bai Mo's telekinetic cannonball, under Titch's calculations, accurately passed through the Steel-Burning Gate, and then suddenly disappeared silently.

This little incident aroused his interest, and he had thought that Tiki would be burned out under this streamer, because he could see that what was being tested in front of him was only a doppelganger of the other party, and a mere doppelganger was not worth a glance at him.