National Juggernaut

Chapter 374 Three-Story Tower

Cracks appeared in the ancient earth, and the dead crawled out of the gaps, and the burnt ashes turned into gray bones again. Bringing their blood relatives was indeed one nightmare after another.

Under the care of the ancient God of Death, the cycle of life and death is reversed as the disaster reaches its sixth climax. Victims who thought death was the end are forced to rise again to enjoy the horrific disaster.

Some corpses have not lost all their memories and souls. They rush to their relatives and friends with blood and tears, dragging them into hell together. This kind of guidance from blood and soul makes all concealment methods useless, and finally of the survivors were dragged out in desperation.

"...Uncomfortable, what are you doing, senior, why do you let me see these."

"Oh, due to a small accident, the memory of some survivors' souls was repeatedly played in my head. The spirit clan and the sword master can share the memory, and it was accidentally lost."

"Senior, you really don't know that emotions will also be shared? Your lies are too unprofessional. Taking a step back, why is only me, the spirit race, being shared? It stands to reason that the link between us is the weakest , this kind of special treatment can only be intentional, why do you want me to see these?"

Kicking away the corpse of the ghost clan blocking the way, he pulled out the slender silver long knife from its wreckage, and with a flick of his hand, countless thin silver threads returned to the handle, Zheng Li sighed.

This is indeed a good knife with strong functionality and combat performance. It is no wonder that Onizakura has been used as the main weapon for a long time, but it does not look very smart.

He is a little helpless, he has played the video for you for so long, why can't this guy realize it?Do you have to explain yourself?Some things, if you don't take the initiative, the effect will be much worse.

"Shi Yu, what do you think about revenge?"

"Revenge? I don't know why you ask this. Isn't it a matter of course? Those who kill others will die, and those who hurt others will be punished. The original prototype of all laws is derived from revenge by blood relatives and reciprocal revenge. In a long history, He is regarded as a kind of natural justice, but due to the perfection of social organization, private revenge has become a just trial, and it is also to avoid the abuse of revenge."

Zheng Li nodded silently. This civil servant has solid basic skills, and she really deserves to be the top talent in the secretarial department. But perhaps it is this overly rational intellectual thinking mode that limits her feelings.

"Yes, revenge is actually a derivative of justice. People will recognize its correctness in their hearts because it has a certain degree of natural justice. But if there are some crimes that have not been judged, the victims have only incomplete souls And unfortunate memories, their relatives and friends were hunted down and expelled."

"You mean the tragedy in Pingning City in the old days?"

"That's right, the law can replace the 'revenge of natural justice' because the trial of the law is more efficient and fair. It completes the justice of revenge, deprives the cornerstone of justice of blood revenge, and makes it lose the meaning of continued existence. And if the murderer is too powerful, the law cannot punish him."

Zheng Lishun pointed in front of him, killing that blackmailer with good eyes but not a good head. They have returned to the main street of the ghost town. At the exit of the alley is a meat stall, the most common "snack shop" here. "

Ghosts like to eat meat, both raw and cooked, but fresh is best.
"vomit"

A strong sense of vomiting was transmitted from the Spirit Race. Even though it was not the first time he saw it, Lin Shiyu still couldn't get used to this scene.

The vendors are minced meat and bones, and there are "commodities" for sale on the shelves next to them. In order to sell them at a good price, some commodities are still alive and well. If they are forcibly parasitized by ghost cells, If you want to die, you can't do it. You can only watch your limbs being gradually sold and still be alive.

".let me die"

The faint sound of begging for death caused the "passers-by" on the street to burst into laughter, and even the ghosts ran over to him, gesticulating with a knife, and placed it on his neck. Finally, under the expectant eyes of the "commodity" , but did not buy anything.

Then, there was another burst of laughter.

Playing with prey seems to be the most popular form of entertainment in their barren spiritual civilization.

Zheng Li also smiled, just like his terrifying ghost appearance, no matter from which angle, he is now a powerful war ghost. However, the things he laughs at are probably not the same thing as them .

"How do you sell this rabbit? My Erlong Gang is here."

"This is a top-level tribute to the ghost king. Can you afford it? You idiot, get the hell out of here."

Zheng Li slapped it directly, and the ghost fell to the ground, stood up cursing, but didn't dare to look at Zheng Li, and ran away with his head down.

This time, there was no laughter. Perhaps the other low-level ghosts were also worried about annoying this high-level ghost clan who seemed to be difficult to deal with.

It seems that after going through a lot, Zheng Li is also very good at the latent work of the ghost clan.

At this time, Zheng Li was walking in this town alone.

Lin Qiaoyi, the little pony with ghost horns, was not suspected. She looked like a newborn ghost in every way, and she was of a relatively advanced breed. She lowered her head and remained silent along the way, as if she was also frightened .

In a sense, although the two younger sisters of the Lin family are naturally strong fighters, they do lack actual combat experience and experience, and need to be further polished to have their eldest sister exist, which seems unrealistic.

And her sword master is currently tied to the horse's back, with silk scarves wrapped around his arms and stockings stuffed in his mouth, unable to move at all, he can only complain.

"Be patient, there are very few foreigners in ghost towns, and you look like a herbivore again. If you are alive and kicking, I can't hide it."

Zheng Li patted it lightly, but it provoked the "tribute" to resist more fiercely. The place he patted was "tribute"'s long ears, and the sign of "safe meat" hanging on it was full of bad taste.

With that said, Zheng Li looked at the tall wooden building in front of him. It was a super tall tower that looked like it should have collapsed naturally long ago, and it was also the goal of his party - General Building, Box of Souls.

Zheng Li turned his attention back to Lin Shiyu, and he hoped that she could figure it out as soon as possible.

"Back to the topic, Pingning City in history is worse than it is now. You can guess everything that happened in the hundreds or thousands of years after that, but no law can punish it, and the souls of the victims are still crying , the descendants of the victims live worse than their ancestors."

Zheng Li said cruel words, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. Some things are up to the sky, and they will be settled sooner or later.

Perhaps now, it is "sooner or later".

".Actually, similar things happened in the history of mankind. The villains were not punished, and the victims were unable to complete their own revenge in the end. At this time, human beings expect that there is something, or an existence, that will make those who should come Let the trial go to the end, let justice be done, and let the perpetrators get what they deserve."

Before getting that treasure, Zheng Li couldn't see clearly what the Prophet was doing, even though everything was happening right under his nose.

But now, he understands, really understands.

Dreams are not just one layer, they are often connected to each other, nesting dolls. The dream here is a three-layer world.

The external dream is all that one has experienced, the dream of past history.

Inwardly capturing the soul of the Autumn Festival is a dream of reality constructed by the souls of countless prophets.

The core is indeed the dream of the cradle built by the outer two layers of dreams. This seemingly cumbersome process is indeed the cradle for incubating newborns, and the creation method of the filtered and purified group subconscious.

Are external dreams important?His greatest role is to reproduce the tragedies of the year, making countless prophetic souls recall the real tragedies of the year, activating their hatred of foreign enemies, their desire for revenge, and their dreams of human revival.

The essence of the upper two layers fell to the bottom layer, and the sifted hatred, longing, and dreams gathered together to unify all consciousness, and finally became the cradle of the "new God of Vengeance".

In this world, consciousness is power, and when countless souls burn their everything to desire revenge, then revenge will really come.

Zheng Li smiled, as if talking about something unimportant.

"In ancient mythology, there will always be felonies and villains that no one can judge. The three goddesses of revenge who are called by the victims will complete their revenge on their behalf. They will track them down, kill them, and torture them. Accomplish the vengeance that the victim cannot take."

Time stopped again for a moment, Zheng Li took a look at the invisible spirit body around him, and made a random move to return the unfortunate to dust.

"Although this myth sounds a little scary, it is indeed a desire from the heart of human beings, a desire for justice, a desire for kindness, and a desire for justice to be executed. If mortals cannot do it, then, Let beings beyond mortals do it."

He paused for a moment, and asked a question on behalf of the "survivors".

"Lin Shiyu, now the 'victims' need a goddess of revenge, please answer me after careful consideration. Because they not only need the revenge here, but also the revenge in reality. Are you willing? Willing to complete their unfinished business for the innocent Justice? Will you turn yourself into a blade of revenge?"

(End of this chapter)