Global Distortion: The Mutation Frenzy of Billions of Lives

"You like stealing, don't you?"

Yang Feng turned to look at Sun Wukong who had stolen the country, and it was no longer the Monkey King worshiped by the Chinese people, but a deformed monster that looked different.

The field then expands.

【Black Sea Hell】

The surrounding molten aura dissipated, and the pressure gradually increased. The ten-thousand-meter deep sea enveloped the surrounding kings and gods, and then a giant fish exuding the light of the Brahma Saint Buddha appeared.

Fish Buddha.

The Fish Buddha raised his palm, and a swastika appeared in his palm, moving toward where Sun Wukong was.

[My Buddha is compassionate]

The Fish Buddha held Sun Wukong in its arms, just like Tathagata's five-finger mountain, making it difficult for him to escape and unable to move.

"I steal, I steal, I steal."

Sun Wukong exerted his authority, stole the country and stole power, and continuously swallowed the power of the Fish Buddha's faith into his body.

However.

The more it steals, the heavier its body feels, and horrific distortions occur.

Pieces of fish scales began to grow on Sun Wukong's body, and each scale emitted bright golden light. The solemn and solemn Buddha's head was meditating on various scriptures.

"Great Sage, you are back."

"Fighting and defeating the Buddha, going through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties, and finally achieving the right result."

The praises of the Buddhas were endless, but when Sun Wukong lowered his head and saw that he was actually wearing a cassock, he immediately became a high-level Buddha.

confused.

Sun Wukong became a member of the gods and Buddhas in the heavens, and on the throne at the top of the auspicious clouds, the solemn and solemn Fish Buddha nodded slightly to him.

"I'm back."

"I got the right result."

"I am the Buddha. Fight to defeat the Buddha."

"Where am I from...China..."

Sun Wukong gradually gave up thinking and sat on the golden lotus. Thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.

"Take off your clothes."

The Fish Buddha at the top of the auspicious cloud suddenly shouted at Sun Wukong.

Douzhan Buddha suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, and saw that there were no gods and Buddhas around him, but he was still at the bottom of the deep sea.

Kasaya? ?

There is no Buddha's bright golden cassock. Instead, his whole body is covered with fish scales, with a ferocious and twisted human head engraved on it, mocking himself.

"I am Sun Wukong."

"I am the fighting Buddha."

Sun Wukong struggled, but he found that he was not a monkey at all, but a cowardly man full of inferiority complex.

It gradually remembered everything.

Sun Wukong is not from Smecta, but from China.

The Spring Festival, Lantern Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and a series of other festivals come from China.

Smecta’s favorite pickle is known as the national dish and comes from China.

The Chinese characters I use come from China.

Hanfu comes from China, Korean medicine comes from China, fans come from China, embroidery comes from China, cheongsams come from China, kites come from China, lanterns come from China, chopsticks come from China, dumplings come from China, rice dumplings come from China, hot pot comes from China, kung fu comes from China, and nine tails The fox comes from China, Tai Chi comes from China, the zodiac signs come from China, the phoenix comes from China, Mazu comes from China...

steal.

It suddenly understood that it was just a miserable existence with no foundation, weak and low self-esteem, and that all sources of confidence were theft.

"Do you understand?"

"You have nothing."

The fish Buddha smiled strangely, and then the whole world closed, and the world-devouring Kun swallowed up the miserable existence pretending to be Sun Dasheng.

other side.

In the prison of thousands of dreams.

Judas was surrounded by thirty silver coins, and his whole person exuded infinite brilliance, becoming a counterfeit God.

Dream bubbles are shattered one after another.

The seventy-two demon pillars gave birth to great demons, led by Beelzebub, sweeping towards psychedelic dreams one after another.

"The world of dreams??"

"Hehehe, it's time to wake up from the dream."

"God said... let this world wake up completely!!"

Judas raised his palms. God's words seemed to be omniscient and omnipotent, and everything he said could change into reality.

Dreams were broken one after another.

Thousands of dream prisons are based on dreams, and when the dream wakes up, everything is destroyed.

In those dreams.

Some people are homeless and poor, but relying on the efforts of their hard-working hands, their lives are gradually getting better and better, and they are very satisfied even if they live an ordinary life.

Some people are born rich and have a lot of money, but they squander their money and soon lose all their savings, becoming a wandering flower on the street, turning into a cesspool that cannot be supported and living in alcohol.

Someone is happy.

Someone is sad and sad.

Some people are ordinary.

Some people have tasted the ups and downs.

The Prison of Thousands of Dreams is simply everyone’s simulated life. Countless gravels of memory flicker here, but they were all destroyed by Judas.

"Life is like a dream, and dreams are like life."

"Judas, can you really be God?"

In the world of dreams and bubbles, a woman with a proud face appeared, looking at Judas with a playful look.

Beelzebub, the Lord of Flies, rushed forward and stabbed Yingshuang with his corrupt needles, instantly piercing her chest and turning her into a puddle of rotten flesh.

Look back.

Beelzebub suddenly found that his environment had changed.

A huge throne stood in the center of hell, and Satan and many demons knelt beside Beelzebub to welcome the new king's enthronement.

"Stop showing off your hat-trick."

"I am the wisest devil in hell, this trick cannot fool me."

Beelzebub scolded, the illusions and lies around him collapsed, and the next second he came to the Garden of Eden.

God watched him.

Judas, wearing a holy robe, came to Beelzebub's side, and gently stroked his head like a father to his child.

"Beelzebub."

"You did a great job."

"You are the wisest devil in hell."

"Because of your existence, the world is more afraid of hell and worships me more."

God Judah showed an evil smile, and then two long horns sprouted from his forehead, and his whole body burned with hot fire.

Satan! !

The God of Judas actually became Satan.

"God is Satan."

"Satan is God."

"The closest place to heaven is hell..."

Beelzebub's eyes widened, unable to believe the fact before him. It turned out that Satan was also a part of God.

"Fake!!"

"These are all fake."

"Don't try to fool the wisest Lord of Hell."

Beelzebub scolded, denying the facts in front of him, and everything around him also followed his wishes and exploded like a dream.

Open your eyes again.

Beelzebub discovered that he was wearing a holy robe and that he was the Supreme Being, God.

"I am God??"

Beelzebub possesses almost omniscient and omnipotent abilities. He can change the world with just one word and turn things around with just one thought.

He can extinguish the sun, stop the entire universe, and fulfill all wishes in an instant with just a small thought.

"No!!"

Beelzebub knew it was all false and again issued an accusation.

The dream is broken.

Beelzebub turned into a fly again, a dirty and smelly fly, lying in the rotting pit, absorbing the nutrients it needed.

This simplest happiness quickly satisfied Him, and was even easier to satisfy than being God.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, and butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Zhou.

Beelzebub, are you the devil, God, or a fly?

Which dreamland of yours do you like to stay in? ?

Ying Shuang's ability unfolded, and it turned out that the thousands of dream prisons had not been destroyed at all, and all seventy-two demon gods were trapped in the dream.

Look at Judas again.

Sometimes his face is violent, sometimes he is crying in sorrow, sometimes he is begging for mercy, and sometimes he is sneering sinisterly.

Judas thought of the days when he served Jesus. Is it worth betraying him for thirty pieces of silver? ?

No matter how you quibble.

No matter how you rewrite the history in the holy book.

There was always an answer within Him, a button that could never be untied.

Dreams flow.

Judas gradually became lost in his dreams.

He may atone.

He may get worse.

He might give up all power, become an ordinary person, and become a believer in God again.

He might kill God, take away all his power, and become the greatest god who is omniscient and omnipotent.

But no matter what... they can't get out of Ying Shuang's dream.