Chapter 456: Walking Back-to-Back

Can't understand.

What exactly are these lunatics doing?

If you look at it from the perspective of a fanatic, an idiot with faith in their brain can do anything. They might feel that the Central City of the Eastern Diocese, which has been messed with by Ji Jue, is already dirty and can't be kept, and to avoid hidden dangers, it needs powerful elimination.

Doing this... indeed, in a sense, it is correct, because Ji Jue really buried quite a few mines there. Doing this does make a part of Ji Jue's plans go to waste, but why bother?

Fanatics only need faith. As a privileged class, the sect has a lot to consider. How could they not calculate the pros and cons when doing things?

After being punched, not thinking about how to punch back, but instead stabbing oneself—what is that?

Trying to scare the opponent to death?

"At least one-third of the believers in the Central City of the Eastern Diocese, the high-level members of the sect in the entire Eastern Diocese, the order in the entire diocese for a short time, and after the matter spreads, the stability of all believers in the world..."

"Drawing a knife is too simple, but it's impossible not to consider the consequences."

Ji Jue pondered for a moment and said decisively: "Unless in their view, paying such a heavy price is worth it."

"Mm, let me think..."

The old guy was still sitting high, absent-mindedly rubbing the hat in his arms: "To cut off the spread of the Holy Seal?"

"Is it useful? The flooding of the Holy Seal is the core malady of this system. Can it be solved by temporary deterrence?"

Ji Jue sneered, glancing at him. The old guy also looked at Ji Jue with an innocent face, as if he didn't know anything, but his smile was so meaningful.

Or rather, full of expectation.

Here we go again—

Ji Jue withdrew his gaze coldly and continued to think.

【Brave man cuts off his wrist】.

Let's call the sect's actions that for now.

Sometimes, one has to make such a countermeasure, even if it hurts the enemy by a thousand and damages oneself by eight hundred, but the necessary premise for doing so is—the enemy's loss must be greater than one's own loss!

But the sect killed its own people, so what did Ji Jue lose?

A few puppets that weren't worth mentioning? A batch of fertile soil for sowing Holy Seals? The secret infiltration plan into the sect? Or, a reputation that wasn't worth mentioning?

Wait.

Ji Jue's footsteps suddenly paused, and lightning flashed through his brain, cutting off countless distracting thoughts. In that piece of chaos and clutter, the core of the problem finally appeared.

Here, in this illusory dream, is 【Reputation】 really, 'not worth mentioning'?!

"You told me—the rules inside Huangliang are formulated by the common 'common sense' of all participants, right?"

Ji Jue turned his head and looked at the old guy. The old guy was silent, still smiling without saying a word.

Common sense!

So that's it!

—No, it should be said, it is 【Consensus】!

This world, no matter how real it is, still can't change its essence as the remains of Huangliang. The Wasteland does not exist; this is a subjective world where spirit is primary.

Subjectivity truly and genuinely outweighs objectivity, and prejudice truly and genuinely overrides reality.

Which means... here, three people make a tiger, it can truly be established!

"So, their goal is to silence them."

Ji Jue let out a breath, feeling refreshed: "What they fear is that the death of the Saint will be known to others. No, what they fear is... the halo of the god's omnipotence being broken, the invincible golden body being pushed off the altar."

He said decisively:

"—What they fear is that I will gain power because of this!"

"These are just speculations, right? Fighting with emptiness, ultimately it's just flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water."

The old alchemist touched his hat and grinned, as if mocking: "As an artisan, in this illusory dream, you wouldn't become unrealistic too, right? How can illusory talk be verified?"

"It's very simple, just do an experiment."

Ji Jue's pace quickened. He came to the outskirts of the camp, waved his hand, and randomly transformed waste into a steel target. Then, he picked up a pile of waste and walked slowly, walking a distance of fifty meters.

Immediately after, in Ji Jue's hand, a pile of waste rose out of thin air, reconstructed—pressure spring, sleeve, firing pin, bolt, safety, pusher... As the iron light flowed, a heavy sniper rifle fell into his hand.

Then, it was a bullet the size of a thumb.

In the crisp sound, it was loaded.

"This is a Lizard Type III anti-material rifle, a design made by the patrol design room under Cosmic Weight five years ago. Because it is expensive and difficult to maintain, it was not purchased and equipped by the military."

"Caliber 12MM, muzzle velocity 1100M/S, effective range 1700 meters—"

Ji Jue adjusted the scope, introduced the parameters slowly, and pulled the trigger.

Boom!!!

Amidst the loud noise, the steel target in the distance shook suddenly, and a deep bullet hole appeared.

"Sure enough..."

Ji Jue chuckled, raised the weapon in his hand, reconstructed it, and soon, amidst the sound of metal friction, the iron light changed, turning into an assault rifle.

"This is an A17 assault rifle produced by the Empire more than ninety years ago, caliber 5.6MM, muzzle velocity 880M/S, effective range 600 meters..."

Boom!!!

The loud noise erupted again, and the steel target in the distance shook again.

Another bullet hole appeared next to the damage caused by the Lizard, although it was smaller, but the difference was not big...

But why was the difference not big?

"An anti-material rifle can't even break a standard bulletproof armor plate?" Ji Jue was amused: "An assault rifle can cause damage similar to an anti-material weapon? On what basis?"

Why did the power of the anti-material rifle weaken, while the destructive power of the A17 improved?

Could it be because the A17 was ninety years older?

Or was it because the A17's structure was too simple, its structure was too stable, its cost-performance ratio was too prominent, so it became the most rampant gun type in the world?

In the Central Plains, the Qiandao, and even the countless large and small manual workshops in the Federation and the Empire, its parts were everywhere. Because of its low price and reliable performance, as well as the versatility of parts and the convenience of procurement, it was the favorite of robbers, scavengers, warlords, rebels, and terrorists.

Even today, it is common in the hands of many armies and mercenaries in the Qiandao and the Central Plains. Similarly, it has caused endless poison and numerous killings.

For the gun types that citizens in the center of the Federation and the Empire talk about, for the people in the chaotic zone, it is an out-and-out nightmare. Even, who knows how many people's friends and lovers died under such weapons.

Engraved in the heart!

By comparison, Lizard? Who is Lizard?

A display item in the inventory of shooting enthusiasts and collectors, who has seen it!

At this moment, Ji Jue reached out and stroked the bullet hole on the target, smiling silently.

Is there any evidence more concrete than this?

The so-called 【Consensus】, the consequences caused!

Snap—

It seemed that the sound of bubbles breaking sounded in his ears again. At the moment when realization and verification overlapped, Ji Jue felt the illusory badge in his soul shake again.

Immediately after, the world once again lifted a layer of curtain for him.

Once again, removing a layer of thin gauze.

Everything became increasingly clear, and he could feel the illusory essence more and more. And amidst this feeling like a dream, he finally noticed the wisps of color surrounding him.

Pure vermilion, dazzling bright yellow, changing indigo purple, and even the pitch black formed by the overlapping of gray and dark...

When he raised his hand again and tried to touch it, it was as if a vortex had appeared. Between his hands, invisible gravity spread.

Instantly, it swallowed all the rainbow colors around, and then, the power that Bao Dacai called awakening expanded and improved again, instantly soaring several times!

Besides that, wisps of rainbow colors constantly gathered from the camp.

From... all the members in the camp!

The reason he could be so sure was because, not far away, Yan Fei, who was poking his head out, was still emitting wisps of faint light, extending toward Ji Jue and sinking into his hands.

"Is this the attraction of ascension to the heart pivot?"

Ji Jue stared at the faint light at his fingertips, sighing in realization, clenching his hand to absorb it: "Should it be because of my actions, the trust and expectation everyone has for me?"

Recognition, agreement, expectation, and even...

—Faith!

Even, most of it should have been Wen Wen's, but Wen Wen didn't eat the BUFF inside the remains of Huangliang, so it all cheapened him, who had gradually become the leader.

As for the mastermind behind the scenes...

Ji Jue once again thought of the broadcast and projection of the Elf Eye in the camp not long ago, turned his head, and looked at the old guy who seemed to be looking at the scenery.

"Did you do all this?"

"Ah? What?"

Bao Dacai turned his head, confused: "I don't know, you can't wrong a good person! Poor me, working hard for you, enduring humiliation and giving up the workshop, at such an old age, why do I still have to be responsible for taking the blame?"

Ji Jue sneered: "Has anyone ever told you that your acting is really bad?"

"What acting?" Bao Dacai retorted decisively: "Who doesn't know that I, Old Bao, walk the rivers and lakes relying on sincerity and an upright heart? You can look down on my ability, but you can't question my character!"

Nirvana, Artisan, Character.

Very strange, among these three words, why is there always one that makes people feel they don't match?

But seeing Bao Dacai still looking like a thick-coated non-stick pan, Ji Jue glanced at him for a long time, and ultimately didn't continue to pursue it. He couldn't ask anything out. Asking means he's old and doesn't know, he's very old and doesn't know, he's old and it's not easy...

If everyone wasn't in a situation of being in the same boat, Ji Jue would have let this old guy understand what it means to be living hard.

And now, feeling the ability that was different from the past, Ji Jue could finally conclude—the so-called 'divine power', this seemingly omnipotent miracle, is the product obtained through the gathering of infinite faith and the control of all participants. Through prayer and the sect, they hold all believers' self and cognition, and arbitrarily interfere with this big dream of Huangliang. In this process, the existence of 【Consensus】 further strengthens the sect and the angels!

But the problem is...

Why didn't anyone else do this except himself?

Hadn't anyone discovered such things before? Including Bao Dacai, the inheritor of strange alchemy, hadn't he figured out the essence here?

It's not just himself who can get admiration, right? Why didn't the Chief Priests and Saints of the sect embody the existence of faith blessing?

Didn't notice?

Or—can't do it!

Ji Jue lowered his eyes, feeling the illusory badge in his soul that was like a dream. Without a doubt, it was the most crucial foundation and premise.

Before, the 'trophy' he snatched from Wen Zheng's spiritual body, and at the same time, the 'culprit' that dragged him into this illusory dream.

A... 'Administrator Account'?!

At the moment of realization, he couldn't help but want to laugh, the reason for Wen Zheng's strict defense against him, the reason he was so hateful but helpless.

Because Feigong suddenly exerted force and performed extraordinarily, snatching a part of the other party's authority in the remains of Huangliang!

Thus, a single-player game that should have been full of cheats suddenly became an online duel. In this illusory dream that should have been dominated by gods, there was an extra player who shouldn't be there!

【Player 2】.

No wonder the Heavenly City was so strictly defended, preferring to silence so many people rather than let Ji Jue's power develop. Ji Jue's existence alone already formed an out-and-out threat to the high-and-mighty Holy God!

"Since the Holy God's authority is built on consensus, doesn't that mean..."

Bao Dacai seemed to realize, slapped his head, and his eyes lit up: "Eh? I have a good idea!"

Ji Jue was silent.

Turned his head back.

Looking at him.

In the silence, two gazes crossed, one joyful and light, one gradually cold, even, murderous, intent appearing.

Ji Jue laughed, reminding: "Old Bao, some ideas, I suggest, it's better not to have them."

"Oh my, when people get old, they tend to forget things. Look, what did I just think of?" Old Bao shrugged, sighing: "The words were on the tip of my tongue, but I forgot! Eh? Where were we just now?"

"Talking about your bad ideas."

Ji Jue didn't give face at all, warning again: "I know your Nirvana paths are wild, but some words, it's better not to say them."

No, actually, there's no need to speak at all.

The moment the two looked at each other, the consensus of artisans, morality, and even non-existent quality had already conveyed the other party's meaning correctly.

Good ideas, bad ideas, are essentially the best ways to solve problems, the most suitable ways for them, and the clever plans to solve difficulties at the fastest speed.

Huangliang dream, Holy God's position, sect's honor, Saint's high distance, angel's strength... all of this is composed of everyone's prayers.

This means that as long as you kill everyone, this illusory dream will collapse without attack!

But, no.

Even if most of the people here are in the late stage of dream loss, there is no cure, and the bodies are rotten, this is just the dream bubble achieved by the gathering of the final souls.

But, no.

From the beginning, when Ji Jue noticed this key, he threw it behind his head.

Otherwise, why would he need Bao Dacai's reminder?

He has more simple methods, who knows how many...

Abyss, stagnation, slaughter, tower and wolf, Ji Jue's experience along the way and what he learned are simply born for this.

He can also make things stronger than the threat of spiritual plague, even

doing better than Wen Zheng, ten thousand times better!

Even, there is no need to kill everyone.

According to his instinctive calculation, as long as one-third are killed, the basic structure of this dream will irreversibly appear cracks, kill one-half, and everything will be completely out of control.

Kill three-fifths, and the bubble will destroy itself.

But, no!

Don't force me so much, no means no!

Otherwise, before killing the first person, the first one to be killed is his former self.

If everything is easy and simple, why does Ji Jue still suffer to this day? There are too many easy and simple choices, just pick one, and he can live a free and smooth life, without having to ask for trouble, looking for suffering.

He is unwilling to bow to Jianyuan, unwilling to recognize Lu Changsheng's ambition, unwilling to become a puppet and running dog of the sower, and even less wants to become the kind of person he despises.

Some mistakes, once committed, there is no possibility of recovery.

"No, is your artisan's addiction to rolling acting up?"

Bao Dacai was amused: "Do you want to roll on the same track as that Holy God?"

"Why must we roll on one track?"

Ji Jue retorted decisively: "Why must there be faith?"

At this moment, his palm raised again, clenching the gray-black extending from outside the camp, mocking and laughing: "If prayer is useful, shouldn't curses and hatred be the same?"

Since you can't get faith, let them fear!

Confidence, hope, too weak and small, even if you cultivate and catalyze them, it takes a long time, and the results are often disappointing.

But despair and fear are not.

Too simple.

Ji Jue is very familiar with the road.

Now, the authority of the remains of Huangliang is in hand, the fear and hatred from others can also improve the ability Ji Jue has awakened, and the ability Ji Jue has awakened... is to transform and convert everything, including the results composed of faith by the Holy God!

"We don't need to seize the Holy God's faith, just, just make the hell they created become something more terrible and stronger than the Heavenly Kingdom!"

Silence.

In the long silence, Bao Dacai's expression changed.

Indescribable, whether it was disappointment or surprise, all kinds of meanings mixed

in, making it hard to hide the confusion and doubt—can't understand, which link went wrong.

Is it because my way of opening is wrong?

Strange alchemy loves stories, and loves the development of everything that happens with this illusion as the stage. In many tests, he originally thought that what he could see was an artisan who had no scruples after liberating his nature, or a hero who turned the tide and recreated everything.

As a result, neither, neither side, better than both, and worse than both.

Clearly unscrupulous, yet self-imprisoned. Clearly wanting to overturn the so-called Heavenly Kingdom and save everything, yet wanting to achieve it by creating hell...

He scratched the few hairs left on his head, sighed sorrowfully: "Sometimes, it's really hard to tell the difference between you and that Holy God."

"Difference? Of course there is."

Ji Jue answered without thinking, "At least, I'm not interested in their dreams."

... Even, even his own dreams are abandoned like shoes, right?

Such words, until the final parting, the old guy didn't say them.

Clearly, the compatibility with strange alchemy is so good, he can see through the essence of the 'hat' at a glance, yet he doesn't have any relevant compatibility?

Simply outrageous.

Heart pivot, ether, and mirror didn't favor you, is it because—you never looked at such a path once?

No, it should be said, from the beginning, he deliberately walked back-to-back!

"Is there anyone in this world who doesn't allow themselves to dream?"

The old artisan looked at the departing back and sighed with pity.

Clearly your dream is still chasing you behind... why don't you want to look back? ===== CHAPTER 457 =====