"You've been blinded by the word 'hero'!

The voices in my head said in unison. Bai Ze nodded indifferently, and suddenly found that he was so helpful, but he didn't ask for anything in return, and those who received favors turned their heads and forgot that their faces were so ugly.

"It should be more selfish as the mirror spirit said, since you seek immortality, all ordinary lives will be cut off by me sooner or later!"

His fingers clenched tightly, a gloomy look appeared on his face, and his tired eyes became more and more cloudy, and all kinds of desires flashed in them. If you take a closer look, you can see the shadows of Wang Sheng, Yu Sheng, Zheng Dagou, monks and others. One by one, they flashed by, each confiding in him how to use it in accordance with his nature if he had obtained this power.

All kinds of voices mingle together, although they are chaotic and noisy, but they seem to make sense, making Bai Ze nod his head frequently, like a black whirlpool, bottomless and provoking people to sink into it.

If an actor really brings in the role, he can't return to normal in the short term, and there are many examples of depression for a long time. What's more, every time Bai Ze entered the painting book, he completely replaced all of that character, and even the wisdom of the past world was stripped and inherited.

There are gains and losses!

At this moment of his confusion, the effects of entering the picture book many times in a short period of time are explosively revealed, four worlds, four different characters, four lives, they tell their opinions in Bai Ze's mind, and put forward various needs for the future, but without exception, they do not agree with tonight's adventure.

In the confusion, Bai Ze's weakened divine soul in the sea became more and more blurred, and many small packets were raised on the surface and kept circulating, these lumps like pimples in the throat were the parts that had not been completely digested by the fragments of the Eight Kings' Divine Consciousness for a long time, and slowly and naturally re-condensed.

The Demon King-level divine consciousness is indeed pure and clear, but it also contains a powerful recovery inertia tempered for thousands of years. At this time, taking advantage of the fact that Bai Zezhu's consciousness almost lost the ability to think, and his spirit had no binding force, these fragments made matters worse, gradually corroding the face of the divine soul beyond recognition, like the four people for a while, like the eight kings for a while, and blurred into every sentient being for a while.

And these ordinary but dull faces have one thing in common, that is, there is no trace of spirituality.

It's hard to say what will happen if he continues, he may become an idiot, he may become a hedonist who mixes six kinds of thinking that is extremely close to selfishness, and he may even become mentally ill when his soul is broken, but no matter what, it will never be the eighteen-year-old Bai Ze, who is in the third year of high school this year.

The hour hand of the big clock in the distance gradually turned, the pedestrians on the street gradually thinned out, and the tall figure standing under the street lamp at the corner of the street was very eye-catching, and the occasional person passing by, either wooden, curious, or afraid, but no one patted the strange man and told him that it was time to go home at this time of winter.

Although the two creatures on his chest had already sensed that something was wrong, the strong demonic qi blocked the mirror spirit's desire to spy on the soul, and although the little fox was anxious to tear Bai Ze's chest with blood, this little pain obviously could not wake him up from his sinking.

In the space of knowing the sea, five figures sat on the back of a turtle and were arguing.

"With this ability, you should show the Dharma in front of others! Let people worship you and worship you! Wouldn't it be nice to eat meat in large pieces and drink wine in large bowls!" said the monk-like face, slapping his thigh.

"Get money! Get a lot of money! Buy a big boat, hire a group of people to fish, and sleep well every day, it's the happiest thing!" The dirty-faced Zheng Dagou lay on the ground, and he didn't bother to lift his fingers.

"Vulgar! Beauty is the most perfect thing in the world! Imagine it! Let beauties with completely different voices, faces, personalities, and figures be happy under him! This is what a man should do!" Wang Sheng outlined his graceful posture with both hands, and his eyes radiated fine light.

"Fart! Go to the end of the world with a sword, kill everything that can't be seen! Kill! Kill!!Kill !!"

Yu Sheng was annoyed by the sound of their quarrel, stood up sharply with red eyes, and yelled frantically.

Bai Ze originally just nodded one after another, as if he was noisy by Yu Sheng's loud voice, his face showed a moment of struggle, lowered his head, and asked tremblingly:

"You all have a point, but who should I listen to?"

"My, my!"

"I'm a reader, I know the most!"

"Money is the most important thing!"

......

The noise resumed, and the three of them became entangled and debated.

"Enough! you three waste!" billowing gray smoke spread around, and Yu Sheng's body seemed to turn gray-black, "Killing is the most beautiful thing! Death is the most beautiful moment of life!"

With the loud words, the symbolic resentment and pain swept through the entire space, and countless resentful faces appeared around Yu Sheng's body, these faces glared at Bai Ze, and shouted in the same tone that was neither male nor female: "Go and kill!"

The monk, Wang Sheng, and Zheng Dagou seemed to have seen something terrible, and fled screaming, but they were chased by countless gray faces, entwining the three of them and turning them into ashes.

Yu Sheng, who had completely turned gray and black, laughed wildly, as if enjoying the joy of killing. Fortunately, the three consciousnesses were eliminated, but Bai Ze raised his head again, and his eyes had already regained clarity.

"Is this a mountain of sickness? Even your grievances have come to my territory to mingle with me. Looking at the large gray that swept through the sea of knowledge, Bai Ze recognized these familiar things, which were the grievances transplanted together with the mirror when he recognized the master.

"You all deserve to die! All deserve to die! Let's come together and destroy this damn world!"

Yu Sheng's resentful eyes didn't seem to have any other looks, let alone a second thought, and swept the gray face in the sky, rushing towards Bai Ze.

A pitch-black skeleton suddenly appeared out of thin air, and then a mirror-like luster flashed, and the mirror spirit appeared in the sea of knowledge space, only to see the skeleton open its big mouth and absorb it violently.

The gray faces of the large masses did not dodge, and they did not seem to be afraid of the consequences of being devoured by the skeletons, screaming and howling angrily, and rushed into it one after another, until the gray qi in the sea space was swept away.

"Don't relax! if the resentment is so easy to dispel, I won't be afraid of the catastrophe all day long!" As if anticipating Bai Ze's relaxation, Jing Ling's expression was serious, and he pointed to the surroundings in the darkness and said, "Look!"

Bai Ze hurriedly looked around, and in the endless sea of dark consciousness, wisps of gray aura appeared out of thin air, and at the same time, more gray qi floated out of his body, and after a while, it merged into several gray faces, and rewound around Yu Sheng's body.