Chapter 441

Lucid dream.

I'm afraid everyone has had such a situation.

The moment you are in a dream, you suddenly have an epiphany about your situation———and then in the short gap between dream and wakefulness, you enjoy this precious experience of creation mode.

Whether it is correcting the celestial phenomena, breaking away from gravity to soar, or destroying the world, even more unspeakable things are easy, although it is easy to cause conflicts in the dream because of missing key files, and then wake up or get stuck...

The so-called awakening, its essence, is such power.

Unlike the real world, this is a world where spirit is primary!

Admittedly, this realm of yellow millet is formed by gathering countless illusions, and since that is the case, it must also contain a part of one's own.

It's just that, unlike the weak and easily out-of-control interference in that lucid dream, the determination and will it requires are even more exaggerated and harsh!

There must be a determination that is in no way inferior to all the desires in this illusion, a firmness that will not waver in the slightest against all the common sense that constitutes the bubble, and even a self that is stubborn and will never change due to any external influence!

Only in this way can one make one's own will overwhelm the rest of the consciousness, erode the dream of yellow millet with one's own dream, and use this as a foundation and tool to forcibly trigger distortion and change in the world constituted by this dream!

Undoubtedly, everything displayed in Ji Jue's hands at this moment is the proof of awakening!

It's just...

【Hand】?

"Non-Aggression?"

The bystander old man whispered softly, a faint light flickering in his murky eyes.

No, it's not just the bare-handed forging of Non-Aggression, there are traces of fluid alchemy in it? Hmm, and the spiritual quality forging that Ye Xian is best at... has he even mastered this?

In a rush, besides these obvious characteristics, he could no longer see other traces———because, besides this, who knows how many skills had already been thoroughly integrated!

In the long-term suffering and tempering, it turned into an instinct engraved deep in the soul, naturally and inevitably eroding reality along with the state of awakening!

Unlike others, no one can understand the horror of this power better than a Mohist like Bao Dacai, who is one of the few remaining in the world.

There is no lethality or defense, and there is no need to pursue such things.

'Ten fingers of both hands, recreating all phenomena in the world', in other words, all phenomena in the world, once they fall into those palms, between the ten fingers, are destined to become materials and welcome recreation!

For example, now...

Slap!

When the monster transformed by Lu Ting actively delivered itself to Ji Jue's palm, the material had already jumped onto the processing table, and after being processed, it was sent into the furnace.

"Let me see your limit."

Ji Jue said goodbye softly, the five fingers of the spiritual quality hand slowly contracted, and in an instant, there was wailing and roaring, and violent spasms.

If there was a substantial scarlet flame, it had already erupted from the monster's mouth, nose, and flesh!

The sound of collapsing and shattering was continuous.

Blood turned into flames, the body turned into a furnace; in this creation of using local materials like original soup for original food, the crisp sound of steel proliferation emerged from the flames, and the massive monster twisted rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye...

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Right in the sluggish eyes of all the survivors, the irresistible angel, the mutated monster, was wantonly kneaded and reshaped like plasticine, changing its appearance...

In the chaotic crowd, the unscathed attacker froze in place, then felt

hair-raising terror.

No, I can't hesitate any longer.

Flesh and blood, suddenly torn apart.

Or rather, it shed its human skin shell, revealing its essence. Unlike the second-hand goods like Lu Ting who were sown with the seeds of sublimation in the realm of bliss, he was an angel who had been modified since infancy and bathed in the radiance of divine grace!

The massive body suddenly expanded.

Like a strange body on wheels covered with eyes and wings, a violent wave spread with the rotation of the wheels, and gravity surged.

In an instant, another earth-shattering explosion was set off, crushing who knows how many survivors.

And right beside him, another companion also transformed, turning into a golden giant tree dozens or hundreds of meters high, reaching the sky and the earth, hitting the invisible ceiling.

Countless branches expanded.

And the wheel-like angel roared, and fierce light had already emerged in each eye, shooting out!

Locking onto Ji Jue, who was immersed in forging.

It is a pity, and also just right, that it hit Wen Wen's hand, who was in a fit of anger and had nowhere to vent...

A figure arrived in an instant, breaking through the air.

Close at hand.

Countless pupils contracted instantly; in each pupil, that beautiful face was reflected, the smile that appeared after extreme anger, and even the fist that was clenched and swung out!

"One by one, you treat me as if I don't exist, right?!"

Boom!!!!

In an instant, the wheel angel flew out, its body like a building actually took off uncontrollably, and on its massive body, a penetrating gap and even exaggerated cracks spreading out suddenly appeared.

Countless fierce lights shot out, falling on her like a rainstorm, and like a rainstorm, they were all bounced away; except for a few extra holes in her clothes, she was unscathed!

What the hell... is that thing!

But it was only a moment of astonishment, and that figure in the distance was already close at hand once again!

Countless pupils contracted in terror, and it hissed, calling for help.

Ten thousand golden lights descended from the sky.

Turning into a specialized angel of a golden giant tree, at this moment, as it swung, sharp branches and roots surged out like a tide.

At the same time, Ji Jue's voice rang out.

"Sister Wen, use this."

He said, "This one has a lot of kick."

Right in his hand, that strange creation shrouded in blood light had already broken through the air, and under the acceleration of steel and the blessing of the Non-Aggression hand, it whistled over like thunder, extremely accurately.

It fell into the palm that Wen Wen stretched out behind her without looking back.

Just right.

And immediately after—

The sound of the bubble bursting rang out.

Along with a straight iron light suddenly spreading in the void, piercing straight out, a shrill scream rang out from Wen Wen's hand, wailing continuously, but with a strange rhythm, like a holy song.

Long spear.

A long spear of several meters appeared in Wen Wen's hand, the blood-colored spear body covered with golden radiance and totems, mixed with angel bones and angel rings, ferocious and solemn.

The spear tip refined from the soul and consciousness just swung, as if splitting the void, leaving a pitch-black trajectory in this illusion.

Just by looking at it, one knew that this was a rare sharp weapon, a divine

weapon!

It's just that the only flaw is...

On the spear tip, what was decorated was not some red tassel, but a face that kept screaming and wailing, twisting and convulsing, hissing and screaming.

Even, one could vaguely distinguish Lu Ting's appearance.

The corners of Wen Wen's eyes twitched, once, twice, and she couldn't help but want to ask: "Has anyone ever told you that your taste and aesthetics are really terrible?"

"Normal, I'm an engineering student."

Ji Jue smiled indifferently.

Along with his words, the shattering roar rang out from the golden giant tree.

Countless branches and roots fell apart, broken at the waist from the middle... just a light swing, and it was like a hot knife cutting through wax, breaking through all defenses; at the same time, the spiritual quality jet that burst out easily cut off the angel's body.

Blood gushed out from the cut like a waterfall.

Then, like red silk, it was grabbed and pulled by Ji Jue, recycled on the spot—these are all high-end materials, all types I haven't seen before, shouldn't I study them thoroughly first?

Seeing this, Wen Wen was furious—what time is it, and you're still doing your shitty alchemy!

Then, she realized...

Why has there been no movement from the other side for so long?

She took a look.

Oh, it seems to be a bit dead.

Wait, dead?!

The moment she realized this situation again, Wen Wen couldn't help but freeze in place, and then, she felt an excited tremor she hadn't felt in a long time.

The giant tree angel, broken at the waist, was collapsing rapidly, its remnant body wriggling, struggling in vain, but it couldn't heal at all, and instead, at a speed visible to the naked eye... dissolving?!

In the dead silence, Wen Wen looked down at the strange spear in her hand, looked up, and then looked at the surviving wheel angel.

She couldn't help but grin, a happy smile.

The wheel trembled, sluggish, instinctively wanting to chant a hymn, but no matter what, it couldn't suppress the panic and chaos in its heart.

The shrill scream called for help again and again.

Boom!

The wheel like a building took off again, and one eye after another burst under the slash of the cruel spear

tip, and the massive body shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

An unadulterated ravaging, right before everyone's eyes.

And when finally, when the spear's edge advanced, about to bring total annihilation, it stopped abruptly.

Because of the voice coming from behind.

"Don't be in a hurry to vent, Sister Wen."

Ji Jue reminded, "Catch a live one!"

Wen Wen's movements stopped abruptly, and she couldn't help but let her face fall, clicking her tongue.

It wasn't the displeasure of being blocked, but the helplessness toward this dog's nature.

As for venting, hehe, the greatest anger, handing this thing to you alive is enough to vent... if you really want to be merciful, it's better to kill it with one knife!

At this moment, when she came back to her senses and looked at the devastated settlement, her originally excited mood couldn't help but sink, and she let out a long sigh.

After such a scene, less than one in ten survivors remained.

Wen Wen gritted her teeth in anger, the spear handle creaking, letting that face scream shrilly.

You dog, you really deserve to die!

"Ho, truly original."

Amidst the chaos, Bao Dacai squatted beside the melted golden tree, clicking his tongue in admiration, appreciating the way the wreckage quickly turned to ashes, reached out, and without any taboo, dipped a bit and put it into his mouth.

His eyes lit up.

Such exquisite spiritual quality catalysis!

So that's it... in the rumors, the thing that killed the angel, was it 'poison'?

The bullet is just a carrier.

Based on intense pain, resentment, or other emotions, it is injected into the spiritual quality to catalyze, and then, as if a head-on blow or an enlightenment, this result is injected directly into the angel's consciousness.

What it brings is not damage, but 'realization'.

But what is it that is realized?

Hmm, such pure void residue...

Undoubtedly, it is 【Death】.