Realm of Despair: Puppet Arc
With a buzz, the irresistible suction swept away the surrounding spiritual power, and the gray curtain continued to tremble, becoming looming, as if even its spiritual power was about to be absorbed by it, and where Xiao Shu disappeared, the spiritual power condensed like a substance continued to outline a figure.
If it was according to the ghost's nature, he would not be afraid of any strong enemy, but this time, for some reason, he wanted to take the lead, and his instinct told him that he must completely defeat Xiao Shu before he condensed his body!
The ghost's fist was loose and tight, tight and loose, and this moment's inaction was like a year for him, but in the end, the corners of his mouth rose, and he laughed wildly, "I borrowed my hand to get out of the spirit sealing spell, I really didn't expect you to be so bold, let me see, why do you dare to do this." ”
Different from when he was bound to a soulless spirit puppet before, Xiao Shu at this moment gave him a completely different feeling, just like a sharp sword out of its sheath, under the gray curtain that was originally windless and rainless, there was actually a breeze, and this wind blew his cheeks painfully.
Without any warning, the killing intent came.
The ghost's body trembled slightly, not because he was afraid, but because he was excited, he wanted to yell a few times to vent, but this sword came too quickly, his pupils suddenly shrank, the ghost urged the spirit core, and the majestic spiritual power was condensed in his hand.
At the same time, the puppet had finished the final stroke of the scroll, and the scroll turned into ashes and dispersed, leaving only the obscure spell that fell on the iceberg, which was dozens of feet high, steaming, but the iceberg showed no signs of melting, like flowing water, gradually dyeing the iceberg golden.
At this time, the puppet was not in a hurry, he glanced at the battle situation between Xiao Shu and the ghost, turned to Ziluo and said, "Don't let any emotions affect your choice, sympathy or hatred, you are nameless, not Yue, not Ziluo, not anyone, you shouldn't ask me, you should ask yourself, why can't you do this?"
The puppet turned around, and the ice crystals condensed into a long staircase in front of him, leading to the top of the iceberg, and he walked up step by step, although Yue and Ziluo had their own thoughts, they still followed him silently.
"The life and death of this group of ministers and nobles is more important than the lives of thousands of people in the Northern Ye Kingdom? The choice is very simple, it is rare how to make the right choice, as long as it is a person, it is inevitable to be disturbed by all kinds of emotions, the lives of strangers and the lives of relatives, we often choose relatives, but if this stranger is the king, as soon as he dies, the whole country will fall into civil strife, and thousands of people will suffer because of this, how to choose?"
"Where we can't see, how many people have suffered ten million times more than them, you only see the queen lose everything, but have you ever thought about what will happen if I let her go? I don't know how many princes will rise up, how many years the war will last, what guarantee do you have to ensure that all this will not happen? I will not gamble, no matter how small the probability is, betting means that it is possible to lose, and it is not me who loses, but thousands of innocent people in the Northern Ye Kingdom. ”
The puppet stepped up the last ice ladder, he stood at the top of the iceberg, looking down, the entire North Wind City was in full view, but this was far from enough, what he really wanted to see was not this kind of weak country, no, this world does not need the existence of such a thing as rights at all, the country is just a manifestation of a group of weak people huddling together for warmth, this is a symbol of the weakness of the human race, and the world he yearns for should not be like this.
He thinks he has created peace, and he thinks he has inherited the spiritual way, but in the eyes of the puppet, this kind of behavior is nothing more than covering up the bloody facts with prosperous silk, he can't see fairness, he only sees despair, the despair of those who are from low backgrounds, and the revival of the spiritual way? This is just a joke, the inferior nature of the human race is doomed to the weakening of the spiritual way.
Why is it that the physique of the human race is becoming more and more unsuitable for the spiritual way, because in the inheritance from generation to generation, there are fewer and fewer people who can come into contact with the spiritual path, and the real spiritual people are often concentrated in the big families, among the powerful, those who are from low backgrounds, and they can't even afford to eat, but you tell them to revive the spiritual way? Isn't this a joke, maybe in another thousand years, 90 percent of the human race will no longer be suitable for practicing the spiritual way.
How can this situation not make people despair?
Compared to the ban of the Ethereal Spirit Realm, this feeling of self-destruction and powerlessness made the puppet even more painful.
"One day, when power is gone, we will be able to remove our masks and regain our freedom. ”
The puppet stared at the gloomy sky, he didn't ask for much in this life, not for power, not for wealth, not for the ethereal unsealing of the void spirit realm, he just wanted to change this unfair status quo, the powerful are the minority, they are the majority, he never feels lonely.
Moon and Ziluo were silent, they had seen enough before coming to the City of the North Wind and before they were adopted by the puppets, beyond the temple was hell, where violence and oppression could be seen everywhere, and the wealth squeezed from the people turned into spears that pierced the people.
Who would question?
Who would dare to question it?
Isn't it all taken for granted?
The spiritual power in his body was rapidly consumed, even the puppet who was a Holy Spirit was a little unbearable, he sat down with a slight gasp, the iceberg under his feet had been completely dyed golden, and cracks were all over it, seemingly crumbling, as if it would collapse in the next moment.
Thump......
It was as if something was beating, and there was no sound, but everyone felt the vibration, which penetrated through their hearts and seemed to be connected to their hearts......
Thump......
Another beat, slow but powerful, an indescribable sense of oppression permeated everyone's heart, as if something was awakening, but they could not do anything but feel the beating again and again becoming more and more frequent.
Even Xiao Shu and the ghost were affected at the same time, but the speed of the two did not slow down, but was three points faster.
After shedding the shackles of the soulless spirit puppet and recondensing the Dao body, Xiao Shu has returned to his peak, how can he ascend to the immortal in the way of the sword? In just a few seconds, the ghost fully felt what it means to be comprehensively suppressed, whether it is speed, reaction, or strength, it is not as good as the other party.
"Hahahaha...... It's amazing, it's really powerful, you're probably the strongest opponent I've ever met in my life, but I'm telling you, no one can suppress me, no one ...... No one ......"
The ghost seemed to be aroused by Xiao Shu's anger, but his tone was calm and terrifying, he flew back, temporarily avoiding Xiao Shu's attack, lowered his head, and punched himself in the heart, blood continued to spill down the corners of his mouth, but he was like a sculpture, standing motionless in the ruins.
Gave up resistance?
Wrong......
Illusion...... Or are you dazzled?
The space in front of the ghost cracked slightly, and cobwebs spread in all directions, and the violent spiritual power that was originally visible to the naked eye was also confined at this moment.
Others may not be able to feel it, but Xiao Shu is only a few meters away from him, and the Dao body he has just condensed seems to have reappeared in the sign of escape, but this is by no means a manifestation of his lack of control over his spiritual power, but the oppressive force emanating from the ghost's body has filled the entire gray curtain space.
Except for Xiao Shu and Adam, the others couldn't even stand up straight, they could only support the ground with their hands and kneel on the ground, as if they had suddenly become more than ten times heavier, and even breathing became difficult, similar to Mo Qiunian, who was directly pressed to the ground and couldn't move at all.
"Soul Realm...... No, what the hell is this?"
Even blinking his eyes became difficult, although Adam knew that there was a big gap between the soul and the divine abyss, but he really couldn't imagine that it could be so big, if the ghost punched out at that time, what would happen to the end?
"Hell, you have to have a degree of competitiveness, have you forgotten what Zero warned you?!"
The puppet's complexion changed, but the ghost at this moment could no longer hear what he was saying, the puppet saw this, immediately stretched out his hand to hold it, and a spiritual array in the void instantly condensed, and the stone pillars like a high tower continued to fall, nailed directly to the ghost's body, and the ghost could no longer be seen in a moment.
Thick black chains burst out of the stone pillars, wrapping around the ghost's limbs like snakes, even if this mission failed, the puppet couldn't let him get out of control, I thought that after so many years, he should always make some progress, but now it seems that it is still inevitable to add to the chaos.
"This ......"
"Is there infighting?"
There were only stone pillars in front of them, and they could no longer see the ghost's figure, and the original pressure suddenly lightened, but they didn't understand why the puppet wanted to attack the ghost.
"Heh......"
With a faint sneer, the seemingly impregnable stone forest exploded, and countless pieces of rubble the size of a house crashed into the surroundings like meteors.
"Damn it!"
Adam's face changed, and he couldn't help but scold, how could he protect so many people behind him with this overwhelming rubble? Moreover, the inexplicable pressure just now appeared again, let alone saving people, even he himself had difficulty moving, and the ink sword in his hand was even heavier.
Mo Ling'er didn't have time to set up a spiritual array defense, she could only watch the pieces of rubble smash over, and she didn't even dare to blink at such a fast speed, this is not something that human beings can do at all......
Is it over?
Even Adam couldn't help but despair, just one ghost was already difficult to deal with to such a point, what kind of horror could be behind that breathtaking beat?
Suddenly, the wind rose.
Before the rubble could get close, it turned into powder and scattered all over the ground.
If he was bound to a soulless spirit puppet, Xiao Shu really couldn't stop so much, but now it's different, at least in the way of the sword, he deserves the word immortal, and the sword intent is just a thought.
"Have you forgotten your oath? I can't meddle in the war between the Terrans. ”
The deep sound rang out, and it was impossible to tell where it was coming from, until they realized that the iceberg seemed to be moving......