An Infinite Journey From the Sea of ​​Stones

After the last head was blown off, she prostrated herself in front of Yunjuan and fervently called him Allah. Yunjuan was silent for a moment, left behind a gun and chose to leave silently.

There is nothing he can do.

He saved the girl, and she sees herself as a god, and she didn't shoot for revenge, but her 'god' ordered her to do so.

The poison of superstition had penetrated into her brain, yet no one had the right to accuse her or belittle her.Even though the poison of superstition seems so ignorant and unreasonable to outsiders, it is the motivation to support this small body to survive.

The evil in the human world is far more cruel than what people living in a peaceful country would see. Those school bullying that Yun Juan punished before are not counted here.

No matter how peaceful a country is, there is still a lower limit of morality, but in such a place where rituals and music are broken, let alone a lower limit, morality is just a luxury term.

Such examples are everywhere in these places, and you may find out that the atrocities that are abnormal are taking place within a street.

This is the choice made by human beings under the chaos, not to actively explore the way of survival, but to crazily abuse and rob the same kind of survival resources.

Yunjuan understood them, isn't that true for all human beings?This is not to generalize, because looking at all the cases, the choices of human beings under the chaos are unexpectedly consistent.

So, how should this reality be changed?

Just like this country, even if the princes of their neighboring countries are living in resplendent and enjoying the service of hundreds of wives and champagne fountains, the children here still don’t have enough to eat every day.Is the source of the evil their neighbors?

No, it is always the country's own military and government that broke the country, and the war that the neighboring countries started with them was almost 20 years ago.There are relationships, but by no means all relationships.

So is the source of the evil the warlords and religion that keep the country in constant war?

No, neither.20 years ago, although the standard of living in this country was not much higher, at least there was order and law, and most people could still have enough to eat.

Yes, until NATO stepped in under the guise of humanitarianism, until some bald eagle sent troops in, until the former government leader was assassinated by CIA agents and the incited opposition broke out in rebellion, it was still a good country.

So, the culprit is NATO and that bald eagle garrison?

Of course there is no doubt, at least in this matter, they deserve to die ten thousand times.

Those garrisons stationed nearby under the guise of humanitarianism watched the atrocities happening here, even if they burned truckloads of wasted supplies every day, they were unwilling to distribute them to the victims.

In this way, they are still flaunting themselves as leaders of justice internationally and domestically, while condemning some countries across the sea that have done nothing for inhumanity and waste of earth resources.

After all, Hollywood makes a hundred films to save the world every year, which is too little, but it is a luxury to have one that can truly reflect what happened in these countries.

After all, Jews and whites can repent tens of thousands of times after millions of deaths, but no matter how many people of other races die, it is not worth mentioning by the group of "civilized people".

How many damn people are there?

The garrisons who do it directly, the directors who made movies to whitewash them, the media people who double-labeled mouthpieces, the government behind them, the army, the upper-class capitalists, the people who voted for the leaders who launched aggression...

There are too many, if you stand on the standpoint of the victim, there are too many damn people.

Sometimes sinners are not directly, but indirectly.From the standpoint of this country, all the countries involved in NATO should be damned. If all of them were given a nuclear bomb launcher, they would press the button on those countries without hesitation.

Some people in those countries are innocent. Such words are too extravagant and high-sounding for these victims.Moreover, politicians are elected by them, military expenses are paid by them, innocent?There is no real innocence in that.

But even so, these huge numbers of people can only be easily erased by Yun Juan.

Just like he just now, he can easily kill all the sinners in that city, cleanse all the sins of this country, send down fire from heaven, bestow disasters, and create destruction...

But then what?

He will leave a blank space with nothing, or a blank space with only the so-called "innocent people", and then those innocent people will soon become guilty again.

You can't hope that beautiful flowers can be created under chaos. For civilization and intellectual life, all beauty can only rely on order and rules.

After witnessing the good, evil, beauty and ugliness of so many human beings, Yunjuan has long been unable to give an absolute answer. Even he, who created hell before, admitted that he just wanted to mess with those wicked people to make himself Just cool off.

Yun Juan flew up to the sky silently, and looked at each other under the reflection of the yellow sand and the silver moon.

He understood this truth a long time ago. Chaos cannot change anything, let alone breed beauty.

Just like what he once did in Jianzi's world, before creating boundless chaos, he also established a new rule.Maybe the world will still be chaotic, but the new rules will restrain more people.

But the same example can't be done here at all.

Yunjuan cannot establish a brand new order to add or replace everything first, because this is completely opposite to his purpose.

What he wants is to promote the progress of human civilization, what he wants is for human beings to step out of their cradles, step into the starry sky, and let civilization evolve to the second step.

He can persecute, rewrite, spur, and force human beings to improve their civilization.

But he can't rule alone, even if he can appreciate enough to create a utopia in the human world, he must never do so.

After all...why go to all that trouble if he wanted to bottle civilization in the first place?

During the waiting time, Yunjuan came to the most chaotic places in these worlds, in these countries where rituals and music have collapsed, silently watching all the choices made by human beings under the chaos.

He is not doing chivalry, he is remembering these people, these pictures, and all this.

In the human world in the near future, tens of thousands of pitiful existences like that girl will be born...

And all of this will be promoted by Yunjuan himself.

No matter how gorgeous the rhetoric is used to decorate, and how ambitious the goal is to describe the so-called ambition, it cannot conceal this fact.

No matter how great the towering churches and magnificent pyramids are, they have nothing to do with the slaves buried under the yellow sand.The stride forward will inevitably bring about severe labor pains.

Even if Yunjuan has made all kinds of preparations, even if Yunjuan can transform these innocent "damages", there are still countless tragedies that will be closely related to him.

In fact, such cloud rolls are no different from those war lunatics or those notorious villains.

They are all under the banner of nobleness, they are all shouting in a noble tone, and they are all directly creating countless tragedies.

But... some things have to be done, some things have to be changed, and to put it in a less cheesy way——

Bearing this necessary evil is the consciousness that those who make such decisions must have.

Isn't the world like this?What they think of as order and justice, the so-called advanced system and so on, will only succumb to greater violence.

Then, the owners of violence will smash the old order and create a new rule and system, until it rots and is defeated by greater violence, it will be the so-called 'most advanced' and 'best' of this civilization system.

Yun Juan exhaled lightly, and his slightly rippling heart returned to calm again.

Perhaps because of this spirit base body shaped by base and divinity, he seems to have become a bit of a mother-in-law now.

Do great things!Do great things! go!

After all he was never and never will be a sublime saint—

He's just a selfish bastard.

59. Morbid Undead World

The long sword in his hand pierced heavily into the body of the goblin who was twisted like a mummy in front of him, and the foul-smelling gray body fluid was drawn out from the blade and splashed all over his body.

"Ah, this kind of life is really enough!"

Belial looked at the bodily fluids splashed on his leather armor in disgust, and watched the golden gleam enter his body, he put his sword on the grass and sat cross-legged.

It has been a month since I entered this lore zone.

It has been more than half a month since I joined this death Shura field.

After summoning his own 'servant' and successfully killing himself, Belial discovered a bad fact.

His body does not seem to be the original pure body.

Whether it is still the original impure human body is secondary, the main reason is that this body seems to be "bound" in this lore belt.

According to the white mask of unknown origin, the soul of the faded person who died at the junction will be captured by the golden tree, restrained and surrounded by blessing points, and can no longer leave.

Of course, for Belial, a hidden person who knows most things, this is actually an anecdote.

Although the residents of the Oddbelt survived with the imaginary tree fixing the realm, they were unable to leave the Oddbelt and go to the outside world.Because as soon as they leave the fixed range of the fantasy tree, they will be judged as 'non-existent'.

Beryl didn't know if this was the case for him, but he wouldn't be so stubborn as to try it rashly.

So, after wasting for a long time, Beryl started his own journey, or in other words, the killing journey.

If this world is like a game, then it must be a suffering game made by a damn bastard, Beryl commented.

Belial is undoubtedly a character who likes to kill, if not for this, he would not have joined Group A as an executioner.

But liking to kill is more about the feeling of taking a life, rather than swinging a knife at a group of corpses, death without blood and screams, without any sense of satisfaction.

But having said that, Belial still had to kill.

Because not killing is killing, this is the only truth in this world.

That's why Belial said that if this is a game world, then the people who created him must have some psychological distortions.

There are murderous intentions everywhere in this strange and strange belt, combined with the speech made by the strange white mask, coupled with what he has seen and heard, Beryl can basically be sure of one thing.

Basically, wherever he goes, someone will come and cut him, even if two dogs pass by, they will pounce on him and bite him.As long as it sees something that moves, most likely it will come up and attack Belial.

Within a radius of three hundred miles, you can't find a normal person who can talk, so that's fine, and it's full of psychopaths who want to chop him into scorpions!

This made Beryl feel very wronged. You must know that although his character is a god-hating character, it doesn't mean that two passing dogs would jump on him and bite him!

Killing because he didn't want to be killed, the reason is so simple, Belial who picked up the weapon also quickly adapted to this weak body compared to his before, brandishing the weapon to kill all the living things around him.

Goal, Wangcheng!

Then he died maybe seven or eight times before he figured out another mechanic of this 'game'.

Killing any life will take away the 'blessing' in the opponent's body, and the power of this blessing can be transformed into a 'rune' that strengthens itself at the blessing point.

And the more runes you have, the less memory you will lose after death.

This setting is really more and more like a game, but Belial doesn't care too much, he just understands that this is probably his only chance to break through this Lost Belt and complete this damn mission!

The more annoying the task, the more sincerely he will complete it. Kirshtalia's evaluation of him is really sharp...

"Okay, take a break, and it's time to find trouble with him."

After resting, Beria wiped off the liquid on the blade, looked at the huge knight in the golden armor riding in the distance, and said in a low voice

That was an enemy that must be dealt with. Not only did the opponent occupy the avenue leading to that Stoneville city, but more importantly, Belial had some conjectures that needed to be realized on him!

What are the so-called elves?What the hell is this Lostbelt King Morgan doing?

Now this strong curiosity is probably the only thing that Belial can talk about during this tragic journey.

Today's Belial is no longer the weak chicken he was at the beginning. After slaughtering an unknown number of lives in a row, the blessings he has accumulated have increased his strength dramatically.

It's also very strange to say that Belial, who was killing like this, gradually got used to this kind of life, and even developed a morbid sense of joy and accomplishment in this seemingly meaningless process.

Alright... let's keep fighting!

While immersed in the killing, time passes so slowly

......

When morbid immortality becomes a norm, living normally is a sin.

This is probably what happened in this land. Queen Morgan bestowed sick immortality on the goblins, but there was no way to die normally after leaving the land, so all the remaining goblins became sick in madness.

No wonder people all over the street are eager to come up and bite him, probably this is the so-called jealousy.

I am jealous that he has a fresh life and normal sanity, but for these walking dead, the meaning of envy is probably simply to take it away.

When Belial finally passed the blade through the knight's neck and bypassed the complicated and gorgeous golden tree armor, what he felt was not a sense of accomplishment.

All he felt was a vast numbness.

He stared at the sky of the golden tree, no matter how many years passed, it was the same day and night here.There is no sun, no moon, and no stars. All the light is only displayed by the golden tree.

Of course, the reason why Belial couldn't speak was not due to a literary disease, but purely——

The number of times of death is slightly higher, so I can't remember the number of times clearly.

Challenge after challenge, failure again and again, just like a mountaineer climbing a peak, obsessed with climbing the mountain that he cannot climb.

Forgetting about death is a good excuse, an excuse to explain that you are not a coward but a person with perseverance.But at this moment, Beryl only felt numbness in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, and Belial, who finally came to his senses, let out a sigh of relief, and struggled to break off the armor of the big tree guard lying on the ground.

Then......

"Why is it empty?" Beryl said disappointedly

But even Belial, who had never been very skilled in magic, understood the meaning of Graeme, which was probably the soul attached to the armor or something.

He originally wanted to find a so-called elf inside this armor, it didn't matter if it was a corpse, Belial really wanted to satisfy his curiosity and soothe his empty heart.

After sorting out his mood, Belial let out a long sigh of relief, and then began to grab the huge golden tree armor and golden halberd.

After suffering so many times, there should be something in return.