Empty.

This is the definition that Zhao Weikong gave to his life and his brothers and sisters.

Emptiness, representing emptiness. There is no past, no parents, no future, no meaning in life, and nothing that we should experience as human beings.

No, nothing, the origin is emptiness, the end is emptiness, this is the essence and destination of all things.

Perhaps in the original world line, Zhao Fukong could get the answer he wanted from the clone Chu Xuan through some method; It is also possible to see a pilot who has been copied into the Demon Team exchange for EVA and get inspiration to go to the path he chooses through the so-called "incomplete human completion", but now, he has not yet found a practical solution.

So he could only give this answer, which he thought was the best answer.

And this answer may be able to convince Zhao Yingkong, a sub-personality who doesn't know anything, or Zhao Yingkong, the main personality who woke up too late in the original world line...... But at this time, the answer given by Zhao Weikong could not convince Zhao Yingkong, who already knew everything.

So she smiled, and her smile was like a flower.

"But brother, have you thought of a reason? Why do we, who are fruits, thrive when we are so twisted, but who are incomplete? ”

The girl's eyes were like a cold pool, silent and cold, but her expression was so delicate and lovely, extremely sweet, as if the bloody past had never happened.

"Why is it so easy to get your spatial attribute soul light, my annihilation, and Xiao Ruikong's powerful talent to control her genes and completely turn others into his own slaves?"

As if echoing Zhao Yingkong's words, I don't know when it returned to her hand, and the three-yuan halberd that was combined together, the black of annihilation was covering the ghost light of the tip of the weapon's blade.

"You can see the essence of my 'inch step', it's really a keen observation, it's exactly the same as before......"

The wind swept up the yellow sand in the air, and Zhao Weikong looked at the face reflected on the dagger, and his tone was gloomy.

Maybe he could see the words that pierced his heart as nothing when he was in a state of inner demons before, but when he heard the word "Ruikong" when he regained some of his senses, even if he was a cold-blooded assassin who had been killed by thousands of people, his heart would still be painful and unable to breathe. In the face of Zhao Yingkong's question, Zhao Yukong, who had also thought about the source of his strength, gave his own answer in the next moment: "It is precisely because of our incompleteness and our distortion that we can use this powerful power." ”

Because he had suppressed too much, a slightly hoarse voice came from the young man's mouth: "...... But that's just an advance for the future. ”

"What seems to be a ripe and beautiful fruit has rotted long in the beginning."

Zhao closed his eyes, and even now, he could still remember the nightmarish sight he had seen in the forbidden land of the Assassin family. The deformed bones are piled up, the stench of carrion is terrible, and the ugly things that eat in the bones, swallow with relish, are brothers and sisters who grew up with him, but suddenly disappeared one day......

"We are derivatives of the conspiracy of the Elders...... It is a fruit that sprouts under the water of venom, and at a certain time, the demon buried in the ripe fruit tears the tender flesh from the inside, sucks the sweet juice, and is born from our scarf. ”

When Zhao Shukong opened his eyes again, his eyes were almost shrouded in bright red, and only a little black representing the remnants of his sanity remained, and the young man grinned slowly, his smile becoming more and more distorted, as if a demon was about to burst out of his body: "On the eve of my departure from the Assassin family for that mission in Europe, the elders have realized that I am an unstable factor, and that I have not been a pawn under their control all along...... So when I was on a mission in Europe, the stinking sludge turned them all into monsters, and when I was at my worst, they launched a sneak attack on me! ”

I don't know how long it has passed, but it still seems like yesterday in Zhao Fukong's memory, because that is the reason why he entered the main god space...... And the clear spring in Zhao Yingkong's eyes also had ripples for a moment.

Zhao Yukong, a name that impresses Zhao Yingkong with the second personality, is the second Zhao Ruikong in her mind. The moment he heard this name, Zhao Yingkong could feel that he was locked at the bottom of his soul, and the second personality who was still cultivating the "Demon Splitting Chapter" had an abrupt change. But she only took a deep breath and suppressed the movement again.

It seems that the little green apple has not been able to come out of the past, and it is clear that she also has the capacity to become a container, but she is limited by her narrow vision...... Little Apple, you tried to train her to grow up and complete your plan to replenish the light of your heart, but failed. ”

Zhao Yukong saw that Zhao Yingkong was out of control for a moment just now, but he didn't make a move, but trembled slightly, just like a patient with epilepsy, a few blood vessels suddenly appeared on his forehead and disappeared quickly, and it took a long time before he returned to normal: "The replenishment and devouring of the light of the soul, we also have the blood of our brothers and sisters on our bodies, and it is because of this that we can become so strong......"

It is precisely because the light of the incomplete mind that comes from the same source that it can devour and absorb each other. As Zhao Yingkong and Zhao Fukong, who killed many of their brothers and sisters with their own hands, their progress speed is naturally several times that of ordinary empty plan members, because this is another way to become stronger.

"We are all the fruit of a monster hidden within us, and sooner or later we will completely degenerate ......"

- But now, it's not the time, it's not the time to turn into a monster, at least let the little sister, the little sister ......

- The total amount of soul light is not enough, and a simple killing can only allow a small part of the soul light to flow into the body of the victor, and now that there are only me and my little sister in the main god space, I need to find a more effective way to use my life to the extreme before being devoured by the heart demon, maybe my body is also working hard for this......

Zhao Weikong's eyes were already red like blood at this time, as if he was an inhuman thing in the depths of his heart, and he really heard the words that carried his own hotbed, and also showed an innocent and cruel smile.

But Zhao Yingkong's next sentence was completely unexpected by this young man.

"Brother, we're not monsters~"

Zhao Fukong heard that the sister who had been thinking about him was approaching step by step, and said as he walked: "Although it is not a monster, it is not something as beautiful as a fruit." We are not supposed to be self-conscious, and we are made weapons of war......"

"We are witches."

(End of chapter)