Attributes are infinitely increasing, I dominate multiple

"Anzel World...Fantasy Realm..."

On the rough sea, Mu Cang, whose figure seemed to be ethereal, smiled softly and said, "I'm finally here."

"but……"

He slightly lowered his head and looked at his body, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Tsk, now I am equivalent to a ghost, without even a substantial body.

And the energy level is too weak, probably on par with the Indestructible Vajra. Well, I need the 'material' for growth. "

As he spoke, Mu Cang slowly raised his head and looked at the distant ship in front of him with flickering eyes:

"Frustration, anxiety, sorrow... yes, these steaming and restless emotions of hatred are so majestic that they almost overflow.

But... they were all suppressed. Was it because of my own timid heart? Haha, this is not good. "

As he said this, Mu Cang's figure suddenly turned into a faint ray of light, blowing towards the troop transport ship that was bumping in the undulating waves with a roar.

call--

While the wind was blowing slowly, there was also a faint voice that spoke directly to the soul:

"Release the suppressed emotions, don't hesitate, don't worry, open the door of your heart and release the devil, let it roar, let it roar."

Kakaka!

Thunder flashed and rain poured down.

Often it is the violent wind and rain outside and the warmth and quiet inside the cabin that make people feel tired even more.

The soldiers on the troop carrier at the rear of the fleet were no exception.

They just waited for dinner to be delivered, finished eating, and then climbed into bed to rest.

However, the meal was not ready yet, so the soldiers had no choice but to gather friends in various cabins to chat and play cards.

While enjoying the silence before arriving at the battlefield, they waited for dinner to arrive.

Unlike the Templar Legion soldiers who were enjoying the quiet, the rear kitchen of the troop transport was brightly lit at this moment.

Because many chefs and kitchen workers have been overwhelmed by the turbulent work, and they are so busy that their feet cannot touch the ground.

They were to provide meals for the large ship's many sailors and dinner for thousands of soldiers.

It's really hard work.

Sailors can have a simple meal, but soldiers are sent to fight on the front lines of the bloody sea and must not be neglected.

So today the young chef in the big kitchen, who is the captain's son, is particularly irritable, and his originally handsome face is filled with an anxious and angry look.

He kept yelling at the chefs and kitchen workers to move quickly and not delay things.

The new kitchen worker apprentice was always clumsy because he was not familiar with the work, so he scolded him so hard that he couldn't hold his head up: "You are ugly and stupid at work, you look like a slug turned into a spirit!"

The head chef turned to face the apprentice again, and a short, fat old man scolded him angrily: "Look, this is the apprentice you taught, and the oysters are served to the table before they are even washed? Who will be responsible for the soldiers' stomachs when the time comes? You do it Responsible?"

"I will teach him well, don't be angry, don't be angry." The old man said haha ​​in embarrassment, turned around and slapped the apprentice hard, and shouted, "Why are you standing there standing there on horseback? Why don't you go to work!"

The apprentice scratched the back of his head and showed an ugly smile to the indifferent head chef and angry master, then quickly ran to wash the oysters.

After the head chef lost his temper and walked away, the old man wiped the drool from his face, walked up to the apprentice and yelled angrily: "Can you stop making trouble for me every day? Are you stupid? Just use snacks." No, can it?”

The apprentice just lowered his head dullly: "Yes, yes, I must be careful. I will never be careless again."

"You will talk such nonsense. If your uncle hadn't entrusted me with this, who would have asked you to get out long ago."

"Yes, you are right."

The old man shook his head and walked away quickly, continuing to work on his own affairs and ignoring him.

The apprentice sat on an old pony and washed the oysters one by one in a large iron basin with his head down, his expression unclear.

At this time, the head chef walked around and walked up to him and sneered coldly: "Work hard slug, if you dare to be so sloppy next time, huh!"

After finishing speaking, he swaggered through the busy crowd and left the big kitchen.

"well--"

The apprentice sighed and continued to work hard despite the stench.

While he was busy, a seemingly distant voice suddenly reached his ears.

As soon as this sound entered the ears, it ignored the apprentice's layers of psychological defense and reached the deepest part of his consciousness, thinking and heart.

The voice said:

“You have an ordinary appearance, are thin, short, and slow to react. Both your parents are dead and you have nothing. You cannot be interested in anything, and you dare not be interested.

Over the years, no one has cared about you, and of course, no one has truly loved you. You have no skills and nothing to be proud of.

You feel incompetent and frustrated, so you close yourself tightly in a small world, blaming and resenting yourself endlessly. "

This voice seemed to have magical properties, making the apprentice tremble from the first word.

He felt as if his entire body had been completely seen through, with no trace of secret left.

“In the endless blame and resentment, the feeling of being powerless but eager to change your life keeps gnawing at your self.

When you are alone, you cannot see any hope for the future, not at all.

Do you feel like you will be lying down forever--\u003e\u003e

You can't stand up at the bottom of the valley, and there is nothing you can do.

What's even more sad is that you know clearly that your misfortune has nothing to do with others, it's purely because fate doesn't care about you.

Even so, you are still jealous. You are jealous of why others have both parents, why others are handsome, why others are eloquent, and why others have a bright future.

You know this is not good, but what else do you have left besides jealousy? Oh, yes, you still have stubbornness, the stubbornness that you will definitely make a difference if you are born in this world, the stubbornness that you think your life will not be so mediocre, and the stubbornness that you will definitely meet the love of your life.

What a pity, this useless stubbornness is the only support for you to survive in the world, your only remaining dignity, and your only pride. "

Hearing this, the apprentice clenched his teeth, his eyes were straight, and a ray of fierce light gradually appeared in his brown-gray eyes.

"Because of jealousy, I am anxious, because of anxiety, I am sad, because of sadness, I am sad, because of sadness, I am lonely, and because of loneliness, I am painful. ”

The extremely devilish voice whispered in the depths of his heart:

“So… you have nothing, why do you still worry, why do you still hesitate, since you think the world owes you, then dig out the pain in your heart and smash it hard against the source of your pain.”

Sizzle~

Amid the sound of thin water flow, the apprentice suddenly grabbed an unwashed oyster and forcibly broke the shell with his fingers.

Kacha!

The sharp edge of the shell did not leave any marks on his fingers.

He brought the still-living oyster to his mouth, sucked it in with a slurp, and ate it without paying any attention to the strong fishy smell.

“You are jealous of the chef, you hate his insults to you, since he called you a slug, then you use the power of the slug… to retaliate against him. "

The devilish voice faded away.

The apprentice chewing the oysters had several dark holes on his exposed arms, legs and feet.

Then, several slugs as thick as thumbs quickly crawled out of the holes, dragging turbid mucus with them, and fell into the large iron basin.

Gulp gurgle gurgle!

As soon as the slugs entered the water, they quickly and greedily gnawed at the oysters, sucking all their body fluids dry with just one bite.

So after a burst of boiling water, the whole basin of oysters dried up and shrank, without any life.

These slugs were all blood-sucking poisonous insects.

Sizzle!

At this time, the apprentice suddenly kicked the stool away and stood up. Without notifying anyone, he left the kitchen on his own.

As he walked, he lowered his head and shrunk his head. His eyes slowly turned red as he moved, until they were blood red.

In those blood-red eyes, there was a deep and violent malice.

At the same time, the demonic voice just now also suddenly appeared in the hearts of hundreds of people on the entire ship.

Under the influence of this voice, the hearts and minds of hundreds of people quickly became chaotic and violent.

Ten minutes later.

In the captain's room.

Captain Andrew sat comfortably on a recliner and smoked his pipe.

He was fifty years old. He had been a seaman since he was less than twenty years old. After decades of struggle, he finally took the position of captain of this big ship five years ago.

After completing this last troop transport arranged by the Templar Legion, he can retire gloriously and go home to hug his grandchildren.

"I hope there will be no trouble." The old captain said to himself.

Just as he was imagining the future, the first mate suddenly pushed the door in with an anxious look.

The captain immediately looked serious and sat up straight, and asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong? ”

Hearing his boss' question, the first mate hesitated and said, "Your son...died on the deck."

"What?!" The captain felt dizzy and almost fell off his chair.

Seeing this, the first mate stepped forward and supported his boss and said hurriedly, "Captain, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." The old captain panted and hoarsely said, "Help me...Help me to the deck!"

Hearing this, the first mate immediately said hesitantly, "I suggest you...it's better not to go."

"Ah?" The captain turned his head and looked at him blankly, growling, "Can't I see my son?!"

"No, no." The first mate shook his head quickly, and then said, "Yes, your son died too tragically, his body is full of holes and the blood...has been sucked dry. "

"Uh..." The captain rolled his eyes and almost fainted after hearing this.

At this moment, the half-closed door was suddenly knocked open, and an old sailor with a ferocious expression and blood on his face rushed in with a knife. When he saw the frightened captain and the first mate, he immediately roared:

"You two bully me all day long! Deduct my salary! Don't let me take a vacation! Don't let me go home! I will chop you to death! Ah ah ah!

"

With a low roar like a beast, the two were quickly chopped into pieces by the old sailor with white hair.

But before he could catch his breath, a young sailor with a grim smile on his face rushed in with a broken mop pole and stabbed the old sailor's back hard. It was not enough to stab once, but he stabbed him seventeen or eight times in a row until the old sailor fell down weakly, and then he screamed viciously:

"You old thing only knows how to cheat me of money, and you also cheated my mother to remit money in my name. You don't teach me anything. What kind of master are you? Fuck you! "

Then he stabbed the corpse several times with a ferocious look on his face.

"Kill!"

"I'll chop you to death!"

"Hahaha!"

"Die, die!"

Noisy screams of anger--\u003e\u003e

The roar continued from outside the captain's room.

Following the sound, I left the room and came to the deck, only to see blood all over the deck and incomplete corpses everywhere.

Every living person had bloodshot eyes, holding kitchen knives, sticks, wooden boards, and table legs to kill each other.

Not just this deck.

In every area of ​​the ship, from top to bottom, from inside to outside, there were crowds of people killing each other in ecstasy.

With this strange and terrifying fight, waves of boiling anger, resentment, and pain that were almost materialized rumbled and rolled into bundles and rushed into the sky.

At the same time, there were dozens of other troop transport ships that were far or near from this large ship, and all the crews were fighting on each ship.

Everyone was roaring and killing in ecstasy.

Just to vent the almost endless hatred in their hearts.

And after these emotions appeared, they also turned into dark torrents rushing into the sky.

Rumble!

The intense hatred that emerged from the hearts of hundreds of thousands of people accumulated in the boundless sky, and suddenly condensed into a huge vortex.

As more and more people died in the fleet below, the vortex became more and more solid.

Just a few minutes later, the entire Templar Corps transport fleet was completely dead.

The vortex also completely condensed into a humanoid entity.

Buzz——

After a burst of bright light, the entity turned into Mu Cang.

At this time, the aura he exuded also changed from the weak and almost non-existent when he just landed twenty minutes ago to the Morning Star level.

Mu Cang, surprisingly, used endless hatred to turn from virtual to real, and condensed a body of hatred.

"Hu——"

He opened his eyes slightly and smiled leisurely, "Finally, I have some basic power. Although not much, it's barely enough, and..."

Then, his body, like a real body, slowly landed and stood on the black and blue sea that was constantly surging.

"It's so interesting. After I really arrived at this fantasy realm at the end of the spiritual world, which was condensed by the imagination of countless trillions of sentient beings in the endless three-dimensional parallel reality, and condensed a body that could be used, I found out..."

Mu Cang slowly spread his arms and smiled leisurely, "The space-time structure here is so loose, and the rules of the operation of matter and energy are so illusory. It's all... non-existent!"

As he said that, he raised his slender palm and casually swept it towards the huge and silent fleet in front.

Boom!

A violent and extremely fierce magic wave instantly burst out from Mu Cang's fingers, rumbling all the way to the fleet that stretched for thousands of meters from beginning to end.

Bang bang bang bang!

Boom boom boom!

After a series of loud explosions that were enough to burst the eardrums, the fleet full of hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the glorious country turned into powder.

Even the sea surface ahead suddenly exploded into a hideous gully that was a hundred meters wide and boundless.

It was not until a few seconds later that the trench was filled up by countless tons of seawater.

"And..."

Mu Cang suddenly raised his head and looked at the restless sky, at the boundless gray dome where thunder and rain danced together, his eyes suddenly became chaotic and illusory, as if he wanted to look at the deepest part of the "structure" and "composition" of this Anzel world.

In an instant, whether it was lightning, strong winds, rain or cumulus clouds, they were all ruthlessly "torn apart" by his perception that had completely reached the accuracy of the elementary particle level and his high-dimensional consciousness that completely surpassed the three-dimensional structure, layer by layer of the veil called "distance" to the ultimate source.

At the molecular level, atomic level, subatomic level, atomic nucleus level... all the way to the elementary particle level, he finally saw...

"So that's it, so that's it!"

Mu Cang's eyes flashed with light, and everything around him suddenly became distant and illusory in his eyes.

Whoosh whoosh——

A stream of ‘torrents’ that seemed real, illusory, virtual, real, large, and small passed by him from top to bottom, left to right, front to back, at an unimaginable speed.

No!

Mu Cang felt that he was just standing quietly in a torrent with an infinite cross-sectional diameter that was rushing from all directions.

At the same time, in this huge and strange torrent, every inch and every millimeter seemed to have been processed by countless pairs of skillful hands, and all were ‘sewn’ into a stream of nearly materialized information.

In his precise perception, the entire Anzel world and even the wider fantasy domain seemed to be composed of this torrent that came from nowhere and went nowhere.

It was like a beautifully painted 2D animation, where it seemed that the characters in it were just sitting by the rushing river and fishing quietly.

But in essence, every slow movement of his was composed of countless frames of static drawing paper superimposed and combined.

"This torrent... is composed of imaginary matter and materialized information."

On this sea, time and space suddenly twisted and changed.

In this extreme change, Mu Cang, whose body image also became strange and hazy, suddenly realized:

"Yes, the matter in this torrent... is imaginary matter, and they are all superluminal particles that only exist in theory - tachyons!"

In an instant, Mu Cang understood what the basic structure of the fantasy domain is.

It is different from the real universe.

The fantasy domain is basically based on infinite tachyons as the skeleton and infinite information as flesh and blood. At the same time, this flesh and blood and skeleton take over the imagination of infinite trillions of intelligent life from endless three-dimensional space and time, and then the vast space and time is formed.   .

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