In many myths, the part about the origin of mankind has gods who imitate themselves and use clay to shape the bridge of the first human beings. Regardless of the theological debates and entanglements, judging from the act of human beings imitating their own appearance to make puppets, perhaps this is actually a reflection and projection of their own behavior.

In any case, flesh and blood are not the same thing as imitations made of cloth and cotton, and life made of clay is not comparable to the absolute existence of omniscience and omnipotence.

Puppets can't become human beings, and human beings can't become gods.

Ethics, religion, philosophy, law – from any point of view, this is an iron law that will never be deviated from.

But from a purely technical point of view, there is room for debate, at least the research and technology that makes dolls a substitute for human beings has always existed. Moreover, morality and ethics aside, from a technical point of view, if you have the same genetic information, and have the same memory, personality, and thinking direction and ability, the puppet made by imitating the deceased is in a sense equivalent to the surviving object of the imitation.

Thus, the puppet became a person.

Sloss wasn't a brilliant fairy tale writer, an old carpenter who carved Pinocchio, or a mad scientist like his immediate boss, and he had never had the slightest interest in fantasies like "making life" and "copying others". Even Sloth, who by nature likes to be "unchanging" and "static", would not try to redeem a life that has already passed.

Stupid and boring—that's Sloss's comment on all such attempts.

That being said.

Unearth the deceased from the memories of others and use them to attack and torture opponents.

Sloes did this kind of thing without psychological pressure, which can be called a model of heartlessness.

Mr. "Lazy", who has no heart and lungs, no blood and no tears, has his own explanation for this.

(It was actually himself who tortured the young master, and more specifically, his conscience.) ）

The dead will not be angry, they will not be sad, and they will not criticize the living.

The so-called "deceased", to put it to the extreme, is actually a "piece of meat" that has lost its attachment to life and has no human form. The destination of the dead is not heaven, nor hell, nor the grave. The dead will not go anywhere, but will just turn to ashes.

Memories are ambiguous information stored in brain cells, and depending on the environment and mentality, sometimes they can be induced, distorted, and used to deceive themselves.

No matter how you think about it, ash and data intelligence do not weave words of condemnation and bitterness. The only thing that can do this is the fear and guilt of the living themselves, as well as a strong hatred.

That's right.

Hatred of the cruel world of unreasonableness, hatred of the agents of God's will, hatred of the condition in which I am persecuted, and resentment of myself who is powerless to change it all, who cannot do anything.

Even if revenge is taken, resentment and hatred will not disappear. But if you have an enemy you want to fight, an opponent you can vent your hatred for, and a goal you want to achieve, you can get a sense of fulfillment or accomplishment. With the help of selfless pursuit, you can forget despair and resentment for a while. In this world of fighting with the dead, there is no sense of fulfillment, just repeatedly tearing open the scabbed wound and then applying salt.

Maybe with Roland's willpower and endurance, he still can't push him to the limit just by relying on this, but to put it bluntly, this is just foreshadowing, and the next thing is the main play.

(Have a good time in hell, young master.) ）

Sloss raised the corners of his mouth with a malicious sneer.

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Roland is confronted by his mother, the one who drew his memories from his memories and shaped her into her form, and at his feet, the phantom in the form of his father is crumbling little by little, and more dead people have collapsed or are crumbling in the background.

If a family member, a close friend, or even a familiar deceased person suddenly appears in front of them, the average person will hesitate, let alone fight, to mention fight with them.

And yet—

Roland dodged quickly to avoid a lightning strike, his slanted body slid quickly into his mother in a position that was almost on the verge of falling, and the blood-stained sword sank into her chest without hindrance. Looking at his mother's face, who was convulsing and falling on her back, the young man's expression was as calm as ever.

Whew-

The boy exhaled calmly, and the handsome face, which was a mixture of fortitude and gentleness, did not shake at all to destroy the thing that simulated the appearance of his mother, and that composure was irrefutable even if he was accused of being cold-blooded and ruthless, and the six relatives did not recognize him.

Roland had no intention of justifying this, and only a cold and fearful voice echoed in his heart, which stifled his anger.

(My memory is not blurry enough to be deceived by an apparition.) ）

It was quiet enough to make one deeply aware of the angry voice, like the roar of a wild beast.

Not only out of anger at the fact that he was forced to attack the phantom of his parents and the phantom of the deceased, but also out of disgust at Sloss's despicable actions.

Unscrupulous means to achieve the end - Li Lin and the Seven Deadly Sins have this tendency. But only Sloth is exceptionally bad, and neither Glitter nor Walgrevo can compare with it, which can be called the ultimate in the evil way, the best of metamorphosis.

If Sloth is just a simple madman or pervert, it's easy to lure him into killing himself. In addition to being mad and despicable, Kthroth also possesses the wisdom and prudence of planning and implementing strategies. Treating him as a clown or anything like that would only fall headlong into his elaborate trap and become one of his many bloody jokes.

The "Faustian Experiment" – the trap called the game is essentially "mental pollution".

In the "Stanford Experiment", the "guards" inflicted mental abuse at will, and it took only three days to train the "prisoners" into submissive lambs, which shows the power of the environment to change and shape the personality. And here, in the spiritual world of the phantom of the deceased, he either can't bear the mental oppression and shouts "that word", or the body and mind completely accept the act of crazy murder and become a murderer.

Under normal circumstances, it is difficult to drive people crazy into murderers in a few hours, but there is a sense of depression in the mental space, and judging from the fact that Sloth continues to create phantoms of people Roland knows, I am afraid that he can still read and interfere with the spirits of others. This further reinforces the feeling of having nowhere to run, making it easier for Slos to push his opponent into a corner.

Admit defeat;

Mad;

Whichever one ends, Sloth will applaud it. What that bastard loves most is to watch people fall into the trap he designed and become immobile and die little by little.

So, can you only run along the track laid by Sloth all the way to the end of destruction?

Not.

Not to mention whether or not Sloss's evil deeds can be tolerated, admitting defeat before the situation becomes clear is not in line with Roland's personality.

The most important thing and what he cares about the most is the "rules of the game".

Sloes is a veteran liar, hiding the truth in lies, packaging the truth as a lie, revealing only the truth to his own advantage - many of the lying techniques he is good at. Did he hide or hide some information that was unfavorable or beneficial to him in the Faust experiment, and how would he use that information next?

Logically crafted things like laws and rules inevitably leave loopholes that can be exploited, and sometimes victory or defeat depends on who can find them before the opponent finds them.

Now Roland is overwhelmingly disadvantageous in this regard, so he can only endure it for the time being and slowly look for opportunities......

"Roland?"

An abrupt call suddenly entered the space, and the corner of the brain that was thinking calmly quickly boiled, and the feeling of dizziness and anxiety hit the boy together.

"Minerva ......?"

Stunned, Roland looked at the girl standing at the door of the church, and muttered in disbelief.