in the edge

Chapter 616 The Original Appearance of the World

"What does our world look like?"

Almost no one has seriously explored this matter. After all, this matter doesn’t seem to be that important. Compared with this kind of trivial matter, the fighting in front of them is obviously more important.

For a few steamed buns, for a few pieces of silver, for a future, or for a member of the opposite sex... people will fight for material things, for pursuits, for ideals, and even for no reason at all.

The endless fighting, from which no one can escape, may be the reality of this world.

It's not that no one has seen this. Many people have seen it, including those strong men who have emerged from the fighting, and those wise people who have unique vision and can see the problem... But it is obvious that they have seen this level, but they have only seen this level.

"Almost no one has really thought about why we fight."

Wu Zhao, or Wenquxingjun, was muttering to himself at this time.

In the main hall of the Ten Thousand Stars Alliance, Wenqu Star Lord was sitting on the main seat. He looked around the hall as if he was seeing it for the first time - such a magnificent palace, such a splendid building. It was an impregnable fortress, a strong city that would stand forever. If it were placed in the mortal world, those so-called princes and nobles would have been beaten to a bloody pulp by it long ago.

But for him now, that's all.

It's just that he can now create hundreds or thousands of these things with a wave of his hand, so he naturally doesn't need to fight over such trivial matters.

So, see the big picture from the small.

What else is really worth fighting for?

"Never."

Thinking of this, Wenquxingjun clenched his fists.

"Never. Never."

Following the words of Lord Wenqu, one powerful person after another walked into the hall. Their eyes were dull and their bodies were more or less stained with ink.

As they walked, the ink on their bodies gradually deepened.

The thick ink smudged their faces, blurring their features.

Until, they all became like Wenquxingjun.

One after another, the Wenquxingjuns lined up neatly in the hall, forming a black mass. Two thousand, three thousand, five thousand, eight thousand... More and more Wenquxingjuns walked into the hall and lined up in neat rows.

Until the entire hall was filled with Wenquxingjun.

"There will be no more fighting in this world."

Wenquxingjun, loosened his clenched fists.

The saying "to resist foreign aggression, one must first stabilize the country" is probably just like this. As long as everyone becomes one, there will naturally be no more disputes and fights - of course, there may still be some, but such things don't matter anymore. Killing oneself is just a form of self-iteration.

Can killing oneself really be called killing?
"Maybe...it still counts."

At this moment when the overall situation was settled, Wenquxingjun couldn't help but think of his past.

Wenquxingjun, Wenquxingjun, in this world where military force is respected, such a powerful being should not appear. After all, there may be a wrong name, but there is definitely no wrong nickname. Being named Wenquxingjun means that he is not good at fighting.

He was really bad at fighting, and had never been good at it since the beginning.

He was still very young and shy at that time. The dynasty at that time had absolute suppression power over the masters of evil spirits, and he also believed what the teachers taught him. At that time, he really felt that as long as he knew how to write, he could probably live a good life.

However, the appearance of a master of evil spirits changed everything.

In fact, that master of evil spirit was not that strong, and he had not even touched the threshold of releasing evil spirit. But to a group of ordinary people who did not even know what evil spirit was, he was still an irresistible and absolute killing god - in order to make this master of evil spirit leave, the people in the town have offered all their property, and they just want to survive.

However, what they didn't expect was that what the evil master really needed was their lives.

On that day, the master of evil spirit broke through the threshold and became the evil spirit released. The only one who survived was a young man who was crushed under the pile of dead bodies.

It was on this day that the young man saw the truth of the world for the first time.

"So, so..."

It turned out that the books he read were just jokes, it turned out that the so-called peace could be so fragile, and it turned out that any random master could kill everyone.

It turns out that he can't do anything with his ability.

If you are not strong enough, you will die. This is the truth of this world.

"Now that I think about it, it's nothing more than an overlay of will."

Recalling the past, Wenquxingjun couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

The so-called fighting is nothing more than the will of the strong annihilating the will of the weak, and the so-called strong will also be annihilated by the stronger... All the so-called disputes are just appearances, and in essence, they are just extensions of will.

When the strong begin to wield their will and use it to influence the so-called material world, the so-called weak are like a candle in the wind, and it is only a matter of time before it is blown out.

Just like Wenquxingjun, he had been blown out like those weaklings.

That was when he thought he had mastered some power. Although he himself failed to become a master of evil spirits at that time, he used various means to recruit a group of evil spirits masters to work for him. At that time, he once thought that he had found some special methods, some methods that would allow him to do some things even if he did not become a master of evil spirits.

But unfortunately, facing the real power, his preparation is still meaningless.

The evil masters were killed, and he was killed along with them. The humanoid monster known as the Mighty One destroyed everything with just one blow. He didn't even have time to resist before he was crushed to ashes.

However, what was crushed was only his body.

His will and his spirit are still roaring tenaciously.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

So, with this mentality, he killed one person after another. At that time, he didn't even think that he was killing people. After all, he looked like this. Those who were killed by him and killed by them became like this, so naturally it couldn't be considered dead.

It was not until much later that he realized that he had actually become part of the evil spirit.

The evil spirit is not completely unconscious. In fact, its consciousness is very clear, which is the unwillingness of the dead to die and the jealousy and hatred towards the living - why are you alive? Why are we dead? Why don't you let us live? Why don't you give us the body?
"Body...ha." Thinking of this memory, Wenquxingjun sighed.

All external appearances are just a shell. Anyone who uses this shell can survive in this chaotic world full of fighting... Then what is death? What is life? What is this hellish world of theirs?
The current Wenquxingjun naturally understands everything, but he obviously didn’t know this back then. At that time, he couldn’t even be said to have his own independent will, and the pursuit of killing filled his body and mind.

At that time, he was just a knife in the hands of the powerful man, or rather, a murderous aura on the knife.

There are many, many, many evil people like him.

But too much evil energy is not necessarily a good thing. Even the most powerful masters can get into trouble sometimes. The backlash of the evil energy directly caused the powerful man to fall into chaos. At the same time, it also gave the insignificant evil energy a chance to change his fate.

There are countless cases where the people who were killed turned into evil spirits.

But he was the first one to recover his human form from an evil spirit.

He did not feel much joy after breaking free from the restraints. Instead, the life-and-death situation made him think more. It turned out that even the powerful could encounter the backlash of evil spirits. It turned out that these so-called top masters were just like this.

It turns out that the so-called death is never real death.

Then the so-called life is naturally not real life.

So, on that day, an unknown powerful person disappeared, and was replaced by the weaker Wenquxingjun.

However, no matter how weak a powerful person is, he is still a powerful person. No one will take the initiative to cause trouble to a powerful person. The temporary respite gave him the opportunity to master the power, but he had no idea of ​​honing his strength. Instead, he began to try to use the power at hand to explore the reality of this world.

Since death is not death, and life is not life, then what is real? What is going on in this world?

While everyone is pursuing power, Wenquxingjun is trying hard to explore it all.

If one wants to understand life and death, one must experience life and death. Fortunately, after the first experience, Wenquxingjun no longer cared about life and death - he knew very well that he would not really die, especially after becoming a powerful being and knowing some secret methods circulated among the powerful beings, he became even more skeptical about death itself.

And after dying again and again, Wenquxingjun finally glimpsed the truth he wanted.

Even if this reality is a little too hard to accept.

Death originally existed in this world, but death did not come to them. In that era not known how long ago, people were also fighting for various reasons, but the people at that time were too powerful, so powerful that they already had the power to destroy everything.

This was not a calculated result; they really destroyed everything, or at least everything they had at that time.

Even themselves.

But they still wanted to live, wanted to live forever, so they recorded their experiences, their thoughts, their will, and even everything they had, on something that would not be destroyed - perhaps at that time, they still felt that as time passed, when everything was over, they could walk out again, stand on the earth again, and enjoy everything in this world again.

Unfortunately, the development of things was a little different from what they expected.

Even if only the will itself is left, they still fight each other. No one wants to submit to the will of others. All wills are squeezing the existence space of other wills.

The endless fighting has made them gradually forget everything that happened in the past. They have forgotten their original wishes and their desire to get out.

The only thing left is the fight itself.

"In other words, only when there is only one person left will someone want to leave..."

Thinking of this, Wenquxingjun raised his head again and looked into the hall.

Look at the dark crowd of Wenquxing Gods.

After realizing this, there was no need for him to confront those powerful beings. He only needed to find an opportunity to assimilate all the powerful beings - of course, this was not an easy task, and a rash move might cause a counterattack from these powerful beings.

So at that time he chose to die again and chose to use more clones to paralyze these powerful people.

Until he filled in the last piece of the puzzle.

That is, the only outsider.

Yes, these so-called powerful people are nothing but ignorant souls trapped in this world without life or death. Only this man named Du Chengfeng is a fresh soul who came from nowhere - those strange knowledge, those weird ideas, and even the metal body that was shaped by his will and did not exist in the world, all show that the other party is indeed not a local.

"Although I don't know how he came here... but it is obvious that his existence means new changes."

That is outside the domain, but it is not necessarily the outside the domain mentioned by these powerful people. It may very well be a place outside this world, or in other words, the world where they originally lived.

How desirable.

That would probably be a world without fighting, and this can be seen from a man named Du Chengfeng. Although this man named Du Chengfeng is indeed good at fighting, it is obvious that he is still very different from other people - his soft nature of not killing if he can, and his unremitting pursuit of a peaceful life. These are not ideas that people in this world would have.

Only when you have seen such days with your own eyes, or even experienced such days personally, will you want to pursue them and want to return to that kind of life.

"But now, it's mine."

Having said this, Wenquxingjun opened his arms towards the other Wenquxingjuns.

The rest of the Wenquxingjuns walked over, one after another. They hugged each other and became one with each other. After all, they were already one, they were the same person, and it was natural for them to merge together again.

And after completing everything, he held the last Wenquxingjun.

He pulled out a sharp blade from the body of Wenquxingjun.

The silver-white blade is made of metal that does not belong to this world. Under the guidance of this blade, they, or he, will surely walk out of this crazy world and go to a place that can truly be called paradise.

"After all, that's what we all hope for."

Thinking of this, Wenquxingjun swung his sharp blade towards the void in front of him.

The sharp blade cut open the hole in front of it, and air poured in from the gap. Wenquxingjun could almost smell the sweet air that did not belong to this world.

But at this moment, the sharp blade that fell into his hand did not stop.

Instead, he twisted his wrist all the way back and cut his body neatly in half.

(End of this chapter)