As a time-traveler, Wei Mu certainly knows what to do to poke at Vogrim's pain points.

"He is nobler than all of us", is the honor that István III's last loyalist, a fearless mech pilot of the Emperor's son, and the ancient warrior Raranor.

And the people who awarded him this honor were even three space marines from the Thousand Sons Legion.

Ruirano was buried deep in the ground by the heavy bombardment of the traitors, and was forgotten by the world.

Loyal warriors have been alone in the dark for thousands of years, their bodies decaying, their mechs festering, and only the belief in revenge remains the same.

He creates a signal generator to try to attract the fallen original Vogram and kill them with a virus bomb that is enough to destroy the world, but it also attracts three curious thousand sons.

Chiko could have used sorcery to stop the bomb from exploding, but they were impressed by Rano's honor and pride, and they deliberately evaluated Fogham, saying that they could not see anything of value from the Fallen Primordial.

So with the last loud bang, the surface of István III was once again wiped out, and the ancient warriors finally got what they wanted, and Fogreem's body and mind were devastated.

Although the Fallen Primordial had long since recovered from the terrible injuries, the unpleasant memories remained with him.

"Stupid mortals!" Piergrim, who was poked in the pain point, roared loudly, "I take them to experience the limits of sensual pleasure, I lead them into areas they can't imagine, everyone who wants to follow me indulges in it, unbridled and free, it is a beauty that is difficult to let go of once experienced, and can soothe any pain." Those who oppose me just lack the confidence to try, they don't have enough understanding. ”

"Experience the limits of sensual pleasure, and you're talking as if you're indulging in a great business." Wei Mu scratched his head, "You should know what the nature of pain and pleasure is for living beings, right?" ”

He didn't want to give the Fallen Primordials a basic biology lesson, as it was unnecessary.

Vogrim, however, remained silent, as if intending to avoid the subject.

"Reproduction, for example, is that organisms are usually irresponsible and visionary, which is extremely detrimental to reproduction, and in order for them to take on the responsibility of reproduction of the race, hormones play a very key role – pleasure and pain, which are the primary driving forces that govern biological behavior."

Wei Mu said slowly.

"The reproduction of most organisms relies on a reward mechanism, and organisms can obtain pleasure in related behaviors, so they will actively reproduce, and a few parts are punishment mechanisms, and if they do not reproduce, they will always feel pain until the reproduction behavior is completed."

"Sugar is pleasant, so people seek sweet food, heat hurts, so people avoid fire, one brings us closer to something, and the other is farther away – that's the fundamental meaning of pleasure and pain."

"And you just see it as the source of pleasure, and you use and experience it without any moderation"

Saying this, Wei Mu was suddenly stunned, and then his eyes widened, revealing an expression of sudden realization.

"I see." He slapped his thigh, "You who have fallen into the path of pleasure have abused this reward and punishment mechanism, causing the original motivation to no longer work normally in you. ”

"In other words, as long as you kill the motivation to push yourself forward, it is equivalent to blocking all the roads ahead, and if you can't move forward, you can't get better, and since you can't get better, then you can be regarded as being in the best state, that is, you have reached the state of perfection."

"I didn't expect that, Fogream, you've found a different way to be perfect."

Wei Mu said with a smile.

"No, it's not!" The demonic primordial's voice trembled, "You're talking nonsense! ”

Suddenly, an unprecedented fear enveloped him.

Forgrim was just depraved and decadent, but he wasn't stupid, and he only needed to think about it to immediately figure out the logic and the deeper meaning behind it.

A person can get through a thousand hardships and dangers, and the saddest thing is always his own level.

He was angry, but he did not dare to face the terrible truth.

However, someone would force him to face it, and the Demon Primordial had to go through his own level.

"I've imagined a lot of things when we met."

At this moment, Clone Fugen finally couldn't hold back and walked out of the darkness where he was hiding.

"I will be angry and resentful of your betrayal and depravity."

"will denounce your crimes, curse your fate, threaten to bring you to justice, and swear to make you pay."

"But I never imagined that I would face you in such a way, my being, Vogrim."

He slowly came to Wei Mu's side, his tone calm and his movements gentle.

"Nice to meet you, my clone."

The demonic primordial's voice suddenly became cheerful, as he could put aside the unpleasantness and change to a topic that would make him happy.

In front of the clones, his status is absolute.

So he can bully the other party wantonly.

Originally, he also planned to show off in front of the clones, feel the resentment, anger and unwillingness of the other party, and by the way, imprint the fear of "falling into darkness" in the hearts of everyone, and get endless pleasure in this way.

That's how it should be.

It's that Wei Mu's kid is too capable of spraying, which caused the previous unpleasantness

"Wait, what do you mean by saying [face me in this way]?"

Suddenly, the Demon Primordial sensed that something was wrong from the other party's words.

He stared at the expression on the clone's face, his deep voice filled with unimaginable darkness and rage.

Except for the time when he was bound by Luo Jia's real name, Fogham had never been so shocked as he was now.

Because he didn't see the negative emotions he had imagined in the clone's face, the resentment, anger, and reluctance that should have been there—he saw the other person in tears.

"You're crying for me, and you're taking pity on me?" A furious voice erupted from the demonic host's body, causing the white chains that bound him to creak, "How dare you do this, you inferior imitation, you lowly impostor, how dare you show mercy to me, as if I were a poor wretched worm!" ”

"Of course I'm taking pity on you, Fogream!" Tears rolled down his cheeks as he spoke bitterly, "This young man has spoken so bluntly, don't you realize what happened to you?" ”

"What fate could be more cruel and terrible for the existence of [Fogham] than that of a self-motivated person who pursues perfection and is eventually reduced to a decadent appearance that only knows pleasures?"

As soon as these words came out, the heart of the fallen original body suddenly felt like a heavy blow.

He wanted to refute, he wanted to scold the inferior product in front of him, but he couldn't spit out a single character.

"It's not just you, it's the other fallen brothers as well."

"Angelon, who should have been the most rebellious fighter, is now just a butcher's nail and a slave to wrath."

"Magnus, the wise man who was learned and knowledgeable, became a fool who was clever but was mistaken by his cleverness."

"Motarian, a staunch materialist against psionic powers, is now a gas tank for witchcraft."

"Without exception, you have all become the most hated version of yourself, and your honor and pride are shattered all over the ground."

"I thought you should pay for your rebellion and tyranny, but now it seems that there is no need for that - since the moment you threw yourself into Chaos, you have been in a terrible hell, experiencing the darkest torments in the universe, but you have lost even the ability to judge this fact, and your fate is so sad."

(End of chapter)