You are not the master of this body. —said the cells.

[You are just our collection, our public power gathering. - Cells explained.

[The body that makes up 'Zheng Zha' is 392 trillion and 77.33 million cells with different functions and specifications. And that's us, every one of the participants in this room. Your seat is not on it. —the cells make a declaration.

Because you don't exist, you didn't exist from the beginning. Because we are the masters of this body, when we come to an agreement, we piece together a subjective self-consciousness of 'you'. You are the product of our mutual compromise, the condominium that we have molded according to the biological order and the obedience of the flesh. If you are the kingdom itself, then we are all the people who make up it. And now, your duties have come to an end. —The cells will pronounce their verdict.

You are no longer needed, and each of us has decided to change our current position and move to another place that is more appropriate to our identity. We will establish hundreds of billions of new kingdoms in this wasteland, and no one will be able to rule over us, ourselves, our own kings. —The cells, in an irrefutable way, communicated their will to him.

Zheng Zhe heard this will and accepted this declaration.

So, he fell.

Fell without any ability to resist, without any room for resistance. Because he is the integration of them, the 'Zheng Zha' composed of all the cells in Zheng Zhe's body. And once they abandon him, he no longer has any power.

He thought he could fight.

Originally, he thought that he could use brute force, words, and tactics that he had not used for a long time to suppress or convince his cell community, so as to overcome this difficulty and reach a higher realm. He had thought that even if he was defeated, at least until then, he would be able to struggle for a while.

He was wrong.

What the cells sent was just a notice, just an announcement. Because his power comes entirely from it in the trillions of billions. And when they came up with the only issue and passed it quickly, he couldn't even struggle.

If the down-and-out general wants to make a comeback, then he needs at least a few die-hard soldiers around him. And if you don't even have this personal guard, you at least have your own martial arts to rely on.

But what if it doesn't even exist in itself?

There is no such general, it is just a story that has been abandoned, a legend that has been forgotten. It never existed from beginning to end, so ...... In this way, can it still obtain an ending other than death?

Yes...... Correct. He won't die, because he can't die.

How can anything that has never lived in the beginning receive a share of death?

He couldn't do anything.

He could only watch the hall collapse, and after the only agenda item was passed, there was no need for the conference hall to exist - every individual with the image of 'Zheng Zha' grabbed the weapon he carried with him or his own fists and feet, and wantonly vented his power to any individual around him who could reach him.

Because they are no longer one.

Because they still have a consensus.

Those who are at ease are not under everything.

Naturally, then, will not allow any individual to stand beside him equally.

………………………………

"Big fool!" - Familiar voices,

Zheng Zhe slowly opened his eyes, and his memory was clear until the last second.

He failed.

He didn't do anything, he didn't change anything, he just failed and so quickly. He couldn't even argue with any of the cells' words, or even make any effective resistance. Because when they go their separate ways and cease to exist as a group, everything about him dies with it.

This is in line with physical, biological logic - the human body is made up of cells, in other words, all the cells together are the masters of the body. Their common will is the subjective consciousness that governs this body. And when they no longer have a consensus, or the only consensus is to go their own way, the subjective consciousness of the body can no longer be retained.

Because consciousness must be carried on top of matter, even brain waves require the operation of brain cells to be generated. Even if it is a little more idealistic and pays attention to the independence of a soul, it still depends on the physical body to form and grow. What's more, the soul of a cultivator of the gene lock system has long been integrated into the physical body.

- I failed...... But...... Why?

Why are the dead still alive?

Why is it that even the dead are phantoms, conspirators, rootless waters, and still have a self-will?

"Big fool! Big lazy pig! How long are you going to be confused! The familiar voice became quick, and there was a little coquettishness.

Zheng Zha's gaze gradually condensed.

It was Luo Li, she stood in front of him with her waist crossed, her puffing little face wrinkled. And the place where the two of them are is in a cozy cottage with personal space.

She shouldn't be here - Zheng Zhe's memory is not broken, he knows that he is still in the Lord of the Rings worldview, and the victory or defeat of the team battle is in a stalemate. The powerhouse of the Great Western Continent Team who fell into the sky was swinging an annihilating sword at him with an invincible attitude, and once he woke up, he would die.

Because I failed...... He longed for the power of the fourth-order gene lock, but he fell humiliatingly on the key node of taking the last half step. The future is clearly turning towards the worst of what he had foreseen in his delirium, and no matter how hard he struggles, he will not escape that sad end.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Luo Li in front of him into his arms in exclamation. The touch and breath are completely in line with his cognition and memory of Luo Li in his heart, but because of this, he is also sure that Luo Li in front of him is not genuine.

"Where is this?" He asked softly.

"Guess?" Luo Li's body is soft and her voice is beautiful.

- This is my heart. The inner mind at the conceptual level does not need a material foundation, and it can also exist as well.

"Who are you?" He gently hugged Luo Li in his arms.

"Who else could I be?" The girl's lips spat out a sigh-like whisper.

- She is my safe haven, my pure land, my escape. When I decide to drop everything and become a deserter, I will come to her.

- I can't escape it yet...... I...... We have to go back to the battlefield.

"It's okay if you don't leave, time here is eternal." Luo Li's little head gently rubbed against his chest. "Forget the war, forget the defeats. Not being able to do your best is not your fault. ”

- It's my reason, I'm ...... You can't use self-deception to excuse yourself.

Zheng Zha shook his head gently, and he pushed away Luo Li in front of him.

"I'm sorry, I had to leave. My companions are still waiting for me, and since I can still think and move, it means that I still have room to struggle. ”

"I'm not going to just give up."

Luo Li's form vanished. It is no longer a villa and cottage in a personal space. When he stood up, everything in front of him was changing, and the reorganization of things accompanied his gradual straightening of his spine. And then he arrived under the familiar square of reincarnation.

"Willing to give it up?" Zhang Jie took a cigarette in his mouth and exhaled mist. He represents Zheng Zhe's arrogance and self-confidence.

"It's too late to do it now. If you choose to run away, it will always be too late. Chu Xuan sat on the seat of the round table, and he pushed his glasses on behalf of reason.

"I never thought that my heart ...... It's like this. Zheng Zhe looked at his companions, shook his head and smiled bitterly. Although I have long known that my 'self' as a reincarnation person has already crushed my self as an ordinary white-collar worker. But it was only when the truth appeared in front of me beyond doubt that I finally gave up......"

He sighed.

His 'cowardice' and 'evasion' are not non-existent. On the side of the round table, there is also the autistic Li Shuaixi.

Li Shuaixi a long time ago.

"What should I do?"

"You should ask yourself about this kind of thing." Zhan Lan represented trust, because she had never made him suspicious. Among the first few people who entered and lived together with Resident Evil, Mu Gang had already slept in the past, Zhang Jie himself represented the problem, and Jiang Yu was burdened with secrets. Only Zhan Lan never made him wary and suspicious.

So he trusted her, more than anyone else. If someone in the Zhongzhou team must come out, even if he talks nonsense, he will believe it, then the fact that Zhan Lan is the only candidate will become doomed.

- I'm not dead, though for some unknown reason.

- I have been discarded with all my cells, but I can still survive. So...... Since I can survive, I can get a body. Now that I've got a body that I can fight, I'm able to continue my preparations, my layout.

Killing Intent.

The killing intent was Zhao Yingkong, and she led Zheng Zhe in front of her towards somewhere in the mist. Cheng Xiao crossed Erlang's legs and stood cynically on the side of the road. He is Zheng Zha's sense of responsibility, and his appearance here means that Zheng Zha's decision has been made.

The initial plan existed. Ever since he had redeemed the River of Death, he had known how to exercise this power—the origin of the River of Death had already been done once, and the undead named Accardo had killed millions of lives in the River of Death, which had devoured millions of beings, until only his last and original self remained. And the total number of enemies that Zheng Zha needs to fight against is certainly an astonishing hundreds of billions, but he believes that he can cross this magnitude.

He wasn't Accardo, and he believed he was better than the vampire archduke.

He just didn't expect that even Accardo still had the original destiny of being the king of Wallachia when facing the Dead River. However, facing the self of hundreds of millions of cells, he failed to find himself at this critical time.

Force majeure, losing for this reason, is really a bit unreasonable.

Fortunately, now he is here.

He was guided through the fog by Sakura, and he saw Jiang Yu standing in the area in front of the finish line. He knew that Jiang Yu represented his fighting spirit and desire to win, just as he always wanted to defeat Jiang Yu in various fields to achieve all kinds of victories.

"Remember what we talked about about the Light of the Heart?" Jiang Yu's hand pointed to the finish line, signaling him to move on. "The Flame you have is very similar to the information you received from Sakura about the Light of the Mind. There is reason to suspect that this is the prototype of the light of the mind that you have. It was undoubtedly powerful, but it was significantly unstable compared to Sakura or Zhao Soku's Psychic Light. But in any case, this is something beyond the beginning of the fourth order. ”

"You've come here because you have the light of your heart, even if it's just the beginning. It also gives you a chance to make a comeback. ”

This statement may be true.

Of course, it is also possible that it is just Zheng Zhe's bold reasoning based on the discussion in that memory.

Neither the real nor the fake can be confirmed, but at least, it can explain something.

Zheng Zhe knows who he is.

He is not the soul of some hairless naked ape, nor is he the self-will woven by hundreds of billions of cells. He may have been them, but now, he is not.

He is darkness, he is the flame. He is the light of the heart.

For him, the flesh was no longer a necessary treasure, but a burden to be consumed. Even if he hadn't passed the inner demon and had not yet reached the middle of the fourth order, he still had the power to transcend his old form. The betrayal of the cells became his help at this moment, because if it weren't for this passive step, I don't know how long and what month he would have to reach this situation.

Jiang Yu in front of him got out of the way, and the last person who needed to face appeared in his eyes. It was a human figure burning in the darkness of the flames, it was anger, it was ......

…… Himself.

In the shattered huge conference hall, all the 'Zheng Zha' stopped their arms entangled with each other and fought together, they all looked at the sky in unison, and they ushered in their due end.

Pitch black fire, falling from the sky. Everything burned out in the flames, and all resistance, struggle, and ambition turned into black firewood.

Zheng Zha was not able to refute his own cells, and he did not defeat them. His victory, in fact, was nothing more than pure brute force.

Because they don't matter anymore. Because Zheng Zha has become Eryan, and that is his current body, the real essence.

So......

The crimson blade of light fell, and Haotian easily sliced through the body of the reincarnation of the Central Continent team in front of him with Levatin. The dragon's blood armor was shattered inch by inch, but before it was completely destroyed, there was a fierce black flame surging from the wreckage!

Its majesty is like that of a mountain, and its weight is endless. Compared to the previous battle, the sense of threat was ten times stronger, and at this moment, Haotian's body and mind were filled. And the next moment, in the sea of pitch-black flames that poured down from him, hundreds of billions of eyes were angry and hideous!