At this time, Byron and Cortés were standing at the top of the pyramid in the temple of skinning.

Thorn ——!

Even though Byron was three meters away from him, a sharp sword wind suddenly blew through the armor on his body, cutting a narrow shallow mark.

Although the pale blue flames flowed, the armor was restored to its original state in an instant.

Byron immediately realized that the nature of the wind had been completely changed.

Even a real piece of paper will no longer dance with the wind here, but will be cruelly cut into pieces by the opponent's sword wind.

The next moment, the stone roof of the temple was instantly cut open by the sword light, and the two fell down together.

This enclosed building has also become the most conducive home for the swift swordsman.

Byron was then completely surrounded by the "circle of sacrifices."

Bell, bell, bell

For a moment, Byron felt that his sword light was everywhere.

The spear and sword in his hand were still staggered, and even if he could barely dodge the most lethal thrust, he was still slashed and sparked.

Even the muscles under the armor were injured from time to time, and the dripping blood quickly soaked the horse's back.

Obviously, in this state, the strange thing is swift and swift, and it is not difficult to cut through steel with a single sword.

The [Supreme Technique], which is like a mathematical formula, works with the "flow" that can control 100% of itself, allowing Cortés to find the most concise "equation" of attack.

Even if Byron's [Storm Sword Technique] is faster than him, the strength of the unity of man and horse is stronger than him.

It's also like an invincible problem in the eyes of ordinary people, which suddenly fell into the hands of Xueba, and was solved by more sophisticated swordsmanship.

It's just that this time it's in danger.

Byron didn't use the "swordsmanship of wisdom" that had been upgraded several times: storm tomahawk + quicklime; Storm Tomahawk + Sweat Medicine; Storm Tomahawk + Molotov cocktail

Instead, he simply relied on his [Storm Sword Technique] to survive.

Anyway, the consciousness descended into the minion's body, and the body couldn't die.

This gave him the greatest confidence to completely let go of his hands and feet and hone his swordsmanship.

Cortés the Conqueror failed to crush Byron in one go, and his exquisite sword moves full of mathematical beauty naturally became valuable nourishment for him to improve his swordsmanship.

Without hesitation, the body projected all of its consciousness onto Alvin's body.

Completely calmed down, forgetting the [Golden Codex] on his waist, forgetting the indescribable [Invincible to All Diseases], and even forgetting more and more wounds on his body.

Just remember the five prerequisites for achieving flow:

"First, attention and total immersion."

Already dancing on the tip of a knife that could kill at any moment, if that's not immersion, what else is immersion?

"Second, have a goal that you are willing to pay."

I don't even want this life, who dares to be more ruthless than me?!

It's just a mere life, so what's the point of losing it? If you don't speak, Alvin, I'll take your consent.

"Third, there is immediate feedback; Fourth, because of the preoccupation with this"

fifth

The latter points have been forgotten by Byron after he has completely entered the state.

He closed his eyes and handed over the spear in his hand to his spiritual sense, and there was nothing but the sword.

In the midst of tremendous external pressure and extreme self-forgetfulness.

He seemed to hear an old voice whispering in his ear:

"God loves the world, but the biggest prison in the world is the human brain, and if you can't get out of your own obsessions, you are a prisoner everywhere."

Another voice carrying a golden iron and iron said:

"If you don't forget, there will be an echo.

The world is an echo valley, you shout loudly, the valley thunders, the sound travels thousands of miles, stacked on top of each other, wave after wave, and the world on the other side has received it.

If you don't forget everything, there will be an echo! ”

No, it is not a sound, but a precipitated in the sea of the collective subconscious of human beings, and the sages who pioneered this path have left behind.

In the form of abstract experience, the perceptions are constantly guiding Byron to the right course, just as he wanders outside the gate blindfolded.

Thanks to the existence of the "sea of the human subconscious", Byron could directly listen to the direct guidance of the sages hundreds of thousands of years ago.

There will be no interruptions or omissions due to the transcription of intermediate texts, the loss of media, or the impact of war.

The knowledge they have now is the same as that of their disciples back then.

This kind of civilization inheritance and accumulation from generation to generation is also the greatest reliance for human beings to emerge in the transcendent world and stand at the top of the food chain!

Moment.

Byron seems to have returned to the moment when he had just awakened spiritually, and everything in the material world became extremely slow, and everything in the spiritual world became extremely fast.

Under the guidance of those voices, Byron's spirituality finally touched the door of flow that was already very close.

Finally, the last voice sounded:

"The human soul is the 'guardian' of its own destiny.

His chariot was drawn by two horses: one was a good horse, which led him up towards the idea of a pure God; The other was an unruly horse that was difficult to handle, dragging him down towards the body.

Man has the ability to ascend to heaven and even be reborn as a divine being.

But he is constantly tempted by physical desires, leading him down to the material world of animal nature.

Remember, we must hold on to the reins and be the masters of our own lives! ”

Combined with the theories of the Crystal Skull and the Swarm, Byron saw the right path to the transcendental path once and for all.

Whether it's an anchor or a sail, the transcendent always has to keep himself.

lest he become a stereotyped tool man who follows the rules, and he will not be out of control and completely degenerate into a grotesque evil spirit.

"I realized.

The Ladder of Glory, rooted in the Divinity and Superego, comes from the Silver Law; The forbidden knowledge of the 'bestiality' and the id-self comes from the unspeakable before those epochs.

They are two tyrants vying for control of the mind.

The latter is a slave of the flesh, while the former is in collusion with human society to make everything subordinate to the overall situation.

What I want to do now is to liberate myself from the constraints of instinctive desires and rules, and to create a consciousness called 'self'! ”

There was no dystocia-like green tendon flare-up, and I wanted to die and come back to life, but I simply reopened my eyes with a bright light in my eyes.

Naturally, spit out softly:

"Open!"

There was a sound of chains breaking from the depths of consciousness.

Byron's body has not changed, but his soul seems to have been lifted from a thousand burdens, and he feels extremely light and lively.

At this time, he turned back into the old sailor who led the "spiritual ascension", holding the cable full of sails, letting the sea breeze blow his hairline, feeling the joy of the ship breaking the waves.

Let the sail, the boat, the wind and the sea produce a harmonious resonance in their own veins.

Happy, cozy, full of high self-confidence.

The remotely controlled [Wild Hunt Minion] Alvin, and the knight's spear in his hand were suddenly completely different.

Just when Cortez's next sword stabbed him, he suddenly blessed his heart.

Ignoring his stabbing blow, he turned his gun into a stick, swept through the wind and thunder, and smashed the tail of the gun in his hand into the opponent's chest.

It's like losing both, and we're going to die with Cortez.

This kind of lifeless play suddenly made the conqueror who spared his life have to dodge and re-open the distance while collecting his sword to block.

Because "flow" is a state of mind that even ordinary people can grasp, without any external representation, it is not as easy to identify as extraordinary abilities.

Until now, Cortez was only slightly stunned because of his playing style, and he didn't realize that the [Wild Hunt] in front of him had completed a transformation.

"Hmph, dying throes! You're running out of blood, aren't you?

Die to me! ”

But it wasn't until he activated the [Circle of Sacrifices] again and used the exact same move to kill Byron just now, that he suddenly felt that the wind around him was inexplicably a little noisy.

The trajectory of the blowing was completely detached from its original calculation.

"What is this?"

The pupils shrank abruptly into pinpoint tips.

He found out that it was because Byron was breathing!

Wisps of white air lingered between his mouth and nose, and it was actually the rhythm of his own breathing that connected himself to the wind around him.

[Storm Knight] is a master of controlling qi, and the rhythm and efficiency of his breathing are far from being matched by any other transcendent class.

And, hearts are intertwined!

Even [Flow] can be seen as a simplified version of Storm Knight's other promotion route, [Breath of Everything].

Differences: [All Things Breathe] can listen to all dead and living things, and even control them; But Flow can only control itself perfectly, spiritually and physically.

This distinction, which is so distinct from others, is easily broken by Byron's body.

A series of abilities such as his own swordsmanship mastery, mounting, storm swordplay, storm child, storm battle axe, etc., have been perfectly integrated by the flow and have undergone qualitative changes.

Laugh at!

According to the original calculation trajectory, Cortez, who had already rushed to Byron's side, suddenly had an extra blood on his cheek.

The winds in the circle of the rites all began to resist him with all their might.

At this time, the conqueror, who vowed to kill the [Wild Hunt], finally changed his face greatly.

"You also broke through? That's impossible! ”

The speed is faster, the strength is stronger, and the swordsmanship realm has also flattened the gap in the original quality.

Byron's "problem", which can blind ordinary people, suddenly changed from "solid geometry" at the beginning to "spatial analytic geometry and vector algebra".

The method of solving the problem at the beginning of the Supreme Technique naturally became invalid instantly.

Tragically, Cortez had already incorporated his sword moves according to the original formula, and sent himself to Byron as he had just done.

Don't dodge, don't dodge, turn guns into sticks.

Fingertip power, reverse thrust!

In the past, [Children of the Storm] only canceled out the gravity of the equipment, allowing the speed of footwork, torso, arms, and fingers to be as fast.

This time it was completely different, the wind not only canceled out the gravity, but even gave him a strong boost, and the tail of the gun did not make a single sharp roar that broke through the air.

A stick shadow flickered and disappeared.

Cortez, who miscalculated, had no way to hide.

The swift sword in his hand that was ready to block was only halfway withdrawn, and the tail of the spear had already stabbed him in the chest.

"Poof!"

Byron immediately let go and floated back, easily dodging the swift sword slashing at his neck.

Cortez slowly lowered his head, and saw that the thick and blunt tail of the spear not only pierced his [Thirteen Knights], but also ran through his heart.

At the end of the sight darkened, I only heard one sentence:

"Who says you can't stab someone without a gun?

A back heart, a front heart, you and Beatrice can be regarded as having a beginning and an end.

Oh, I'm sorry, there's no end, I'm going to get up and get back to work. ”