The islands of the East China Sea, somewhere.

The spiritual power person unites the images that naturally evolve from the depths of the soul into a whole. And call it the 'Palace of the Heart'. In a literal sense, the so-called 'palace of the heart' is the palace of the heart, the barrier of thinking, the fortress of consciousness. It is not only a portrayal of the ideas and emotional state of an intellectual individual, but also the most powerful and important protection of this intellectual individual in the face of external mental attacks.

There are naturally guards in the palace, and the guards are the embodiment of the individual's sense of security and psychological support. They are not exactly shields, and can sometimes even be used as offensive spearheads. And no matter which one their function tends towards, their essence naturally holds all the trust and expectation of the ontology of the mind.

This is a relatively common phenomenon.

Of course, there are times when it is not so common.

The House of the Heart is certainly a generic concept, but it is not something that everyone is qualified to have. The vast majority of weak creatures possess nothing more than a 'chamber of the heart', and want to become a palace, a realm. Then this individual should at least have a mental strength of sufficient scale to distinguish it from mediocre beings.

Mental intensity.

Strong is not exactly the same as firmness.

An individual of sufficient strength, once out of control, will naturally become a greater calamity than the mediocre when they fall. And on the eve of getting out of control, there are fairly concise and straightforward signs to use.

That is the flip of the palace of the heart.

The palace became purgatory, and the guards became jailers. The stronger and more fragile the individual, the more clearly they are able to experience their own collapse and corruption. Everything is slowly but surely moving towards the most distorted appearance. And this is both the torture of the overturned and the final struggle of the strong, the scars at this moment will also become a trial, and the winner will have everything again, and the loser will lose everything.

A purgatory with a last chance.

And someone is in purgatory at the moment.

…………………………

Rogandau is in purgatory.

When he opened his eyes, there was still a little confusion and trance in the depths of his consciousness. The ruined and burning ruins of the city come into view, while his companions fight their former allies.

The old days, the old days are even close at hand.

"Rogandau! Deal with them quickly! ”

He saw the reincarnations of the sandbars and their armies of servants pouring in like a tidal wave, and he saw countless souls withering. The bodies of the deceased were seen piled up and bones scattered everywhere. He saw his companions in a bitter battle, and victory might not be far away, but it was temporarily in a stalemate. He knew that he was the most critical weight, and as long as he put in it, he could end the victory and defeat this time.

Because I'm strong.

The intensity of his all-out efforts is equal to half of the East China Sea or even slightly more.

As long as you go all out, you can naturally kill all the sandbar reincarnators in a very short time. Then everything can be back on track, the betrayers will be punished, the elements of destruction will be removed, and then the East China Sea will be able to reap at least some of the early gains from the ruins.

It was the other person's hand that made the first move.

It was the dragon knights of Ximei who raided the headquarters of the East China Sea, forcing themselves to expose their power along with EVA.

It was the reincarnations of Sandbar and Seimei who broke their defenses on their own, claiming to have been betrayed. It was they who took the initiative to tear the covenant apart, and plunged the entire world, which had been gradually moving towards peace, into war again.

It's their fault.

You can take everything they have for granted and turn these betrayers into side plots and bonus points. And if you want to achieve all this, you only need to let go of your scruples and go all out at this moment.

Destroy everything...... No, just ruin everything for the enemy.

Kill them, and all the loot is a righteous harvest. And the price is nothing more than hundreds of millions of lives that have been lost, and that is the sin of Sandbar and Ximei!

So......

"No, there's room for redemption!" - He heard himself say that.

Full of confidence and momentum.

"I'm going to put an end to this mess, I'm going to reshape everything that was ruined." - He saw himself stupidly stretch out his hands and grasp them to the sky. The EVA behind them acts together.

"All the dead, I will bring them back into this world! This battle should not have been in the first place, there must have been some misunderstanding between us. And since you don't want to talk to me, then, under my power, listen to me! ”

Rogandau looked at himself. The old self.

His mind wailed in the depths of his body, but he could only watch as his former self confidently opened the door to his soul, trying to reshape everything that had been destroyed. He saw the massive crimson portal spread above his head, and he saw the gravitational aberrations surging across the world as the power of the God's vessel was unleashed.

Heaven and earth, in this ...... It was dyed crimson at that moment.

The enemy attacked desperately, while the companions tried their best to stop it. Because they believe in his tactics as much as he believes in himself.

The pulse of the sea of souls has been mastered, and he has already eaten the fruit of life and wisdom. Next, all you need to do is synchronize with the whole world and drive it like EVA. What followed was naturally the effect I expected.

- but I failed.

The crimson portal suddenly cracked, and a tide of blood rushed in all directions. In the changing faces of all the people, the clear sea turned into a deep red of protoplasm in an instant. And the soldiers on the battlefield, the clerks who evacuated the crowd, the refugees who prayed in fear, and all the living things beyond there, all disintegrated into protoplasmic wine in an instant.

Crimson covered the earth in an instant, and everything that came into sight melted in an instant.

Rogando saw Malak on the sandbar looking at him in disbelief. The hostile reincarnation who seemed to be fighting for his life at the last moment had no will to fight at this moment.

"Huh." Rogan Dao hears Malik's voice and hears what follows.

"I heard you."

The captain of the sandbar turned around and walked away with his men. And the reincarnations of the East China Sea team, who were still fighting to the death with them a moment ago, just watched them make such actions.

"Captain." He heard Yamanaka say to himself in a tone that seemed to be pleading. “…… Why? ”

Darkness overwhelmed him.

The darkness overwhelmed him I don't know how many times.

It's hard to tell whether everything in front of you is real or unreal. And the only thing Luo Gandao can be sure of is the pain and doubts that are entrenched in the depths of his heart and cannot be driven away.

- I failed.

- I...... Why did it fail?

- Obviously, I am already familiar with all the steps, and I have even succeeded in the world of Sword Wind Legend before. Obviously, the pan-consciousness of the world has no resistance to me, and even has a lot of help. I was in great shape, not injured or overworked, not under any curse, and confident.

Rogan didn't understand.

He reviewed it again and again in his mind, and deduced it again and again. He never understood.

He found out his own omission—he was momentarily distracted in the moment of the world of harmony, and poured some of the killing intent that should not have been there into the impact of the world. Then the world fulfilled its request.

The killing intent without a point is directed at all things, so all things are killed because of this.

But why would he commit such a pediatric mistake that even the most basic mech pilot would not make on the battlefield?

- I don't understand.

— but there's always a reason.

- Perhaps...... It's because I'm weaker than I think I am.

Self-doubt is the beginning of a mental collapse. The next step is self-denial.

"What if...... I don't want to save everything at that time. It's simple, just to clear the sandbar reincarnation. So will everything be all different? ”

The scene before me is reversed back to the scene where it all began. However, this time I didn't use World Shock. Because the Sandbank Clearing Team didn't need to do that at all - he saw the full-fire EVA tear apart the Sandbar Captain's Ahura Mazda avatar, and then the remaining trash fish were quickly cleared. And although he couldn't keep his hand, the damage stopped there.

That seems like the right way to go.

Speaking of which, it seems that I should have taken that path.

…… That's right. Why should we care about the lives and deaths of others? It's just a matter of trying to get to know familiar people, and why should I risk these tricks for strangers who don't know their names or faces, or even have not been touched by physical eyes, and use tricks that may cause all kinds of disasters?

“…… Didn't I, from the very beginning, think that as long as I lived, I could do it? ”

Memories keep flipping and consciousness keeps flowing. It was as if he had returned to the scene before he was chosen by the Lord God - on the race track, the car was out of control, he wanted to live, and the audience was the only buffer he could touch.

A girl died because of it. I lost my career, my reputation, my future and a lot of friendships. I survived, I lost a lot but it was better than nothing. However, the girl's eyes before she died appeared in her dreams day after day.

It's been a long time since Rogandau has dreamed of that girl.

Ever since he took over the East China Sea team and then started trying to save the world. He never dreamed of it again. But now, he felt as if he had seen her again. And the broken face, which could only be discerned above the bridge of the nose, stared at him like many nights in the past.

And let out silent anger, as well as doubts.

[Why?] 】

The answer 'I want to live' lingers on my lips, but I can't say it.

The only thing Rogan Dao could do was to be silent with a wry smile.

Xiao Honglu told him not long ago, saying that his 'inner desire to survive is heavier than anyone else'. So...... In fact, the so-called 'mistake' is just that he inadvertently exposed his true colors?

I want to live.

For this reason, even if you kill everyone, you don't care.

This killing intent born from the desire to survive is rooted in the depths of his soul. That's why the world is in sync with that.

"So, at the end of the day, it's all my fault." Rogando said softly, to himself.

He knew that his body was actually still in the base in the East China Sea, and he knew that he was just expanding the absolute realm. In a self-enclosed manner, all external interactions are closed. He even knew that all of his companions were trying to wake him up, and he didn't even bother with the many things that should be focused on in a teamfight.

It may be possible to respond to them.

If you want to, getting out of here and continuing to fight is not something that you can't do at all.

But......

"It's really hard to face your ugliest self. So ......"

"So be it."

He wanted to stay here for a while. This 'one moment' can also be permanent.

Everything in front of him changed again and again, and he was back on the race track again. There was a malfunctioning sound from the cars underneath, and in the only spectator seats that could be used as a buffer, there was a corner where the crowd was unusually thin.

There was only one girl sitting there.

So next......

Once again, the tactile sensation of the directional grip is presented in the palm of the hand. And this time, I should-

He froze.

When he was about to pull the grip like he used to be. In the audience, he saw for the first time the girl's face in its intact state. And that face ......

“…… Captain? ”

He saw the woman.

He saw Shifang Yuan Liuge, the former captain of the East China Sea Team, sitting quietly on his chair with a blank face. The ordinary plastic chair is as solemn as a throne at this moment!

That girl, is it her!?

So, she didn't actually die at that time!?

The broken logic was presented in Luo Gandao's mind at this moment. However, no matter how nonsense it is, it does not prevent him from acting subconsciously. His palm as he pulled the grip froze, and the next moment, he slammed headfirst into the building outside the auditorium!

'Boom——!!! ’

Explosion, wrong choice.

Someone who shouldn't be here is here, and that prevents him from taking that autistic step!

"What the hell!?"

In the square of the Celestial Corps, Luo Wei stared at the variables on the notepad in amazement. She has obviously forced this flawed quasi-fourth middle school to the verge of enchantment, and has also delayed the actions of the Arctic team, so it is clear that the next scene should be out of control EVA slaughtering the world.

But why is this boiled duck ......

"Shifang Courtyard Song!" She jerked her head, unaware that her emotions were becoming much more agitated than usual. "You traitor!"

And the next moment, the pen in her hand was already turning.

【Event Log】

[At this moment, at this moment, the song of Shifang Yuan appeared here! ] 】

The ethereal and lonely form of a girl suddenly manifested out of nothingness. And not far away, it was Luo Yinglong, who was blinded when he heard Luo Wei's voice!

'Zheng-'

Sword light flows.

…………………………

The third weakness.

Chu Xuan was able to understand the use of the Divine List and achieve the best effect at the lowest cost. And his opponent and her strength are not entirely on an equal footing.

There are high and low carriers of power.

There is also a difference between the users of power and the upper and lower levels.

(End of chapter)