Chapter 598: I will correct the sins committed by human beings!
Although the dead Lord Adalbert is wearing quite heavy armor, in fact, his figure is quite thin. Even if the face is not clear, it can be known from the shape of the face that he is essentially a weak researcher.
As his memories spilled throughout the warp maze.
The power of the dead king gave him majesty and indifference. Today's man is the king of the labyrinth, the true ultimate enemy of all those trapped here.
But Ian is very clear that under the shell of the dead king, there is still that gentle, good man who thinks about most things with kindness.
【You want to know the truth...then I will tell you】
So, turning his head away, the Dead King looked at the laboratory that was still maintaining the strange black light shield, and he said slowly to Ian: [Tell you, what the Dead King’s plan really represents]
【It represents a brand-new, fourth energy level, or even fifth energy level inheritance that can be stably man-made or even mass-produced】
【And the price is that one person carries the soul of a country】
It can be seen that the dead king intended to surprise Ian by saying this sentence.
But Ian was not surprised.
His biggest reaction was to nod knowingly: "Sure enough, it seems that I guessed right."
Yes, Ian had expected this.
Since he got the power of the dead king, he has been puzzled by this strange, rather than using the dead soul to strengthen himself, it is better to say that the dead soul strengthens the host, allowing the host to protect their inheritance.
Didn’t he say that this **** place like Terra is full of scum, but even on Earth, there is definitely no shortage of self-interest.
Shouldn’t this kind of inheritance be of the type of ‘the dead soul is my shield, and one dead soul is my life’?
The result is really not!
So, from then on, Ian began to try to connect the information obtained before, and connect the retrospective horizon with the information known in Adalbert's memory.
—As early as a few years ago, the Avak Territory implemented the implantation of the "artificial soul attached to the brain" in the form of a plague.
—In other words, all the people in the Avak Territory have souls, and these souls can even fine-tune their structures through brain attachment.
—In this way, the difficulty in Adalbert’s memory that he ignored because of his high morality can be bypassed, and souls that can overlap and resonate with each other can be created directly, and even form a certain spiritual structure!
If the artificial soul is regarded as a source material structure, then hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of millions of overlapping souls are enough to accumulate a sufficiently complex and large sublimation system with multiple functions and a very strong sublimation system.
Use an extreme 'emotion' or 'goal' to unify the 'consensus'...
For example, 'revenge'.
Or, 'rest in peace'.
Then, the power of the third energy level can be derived.
Of course, this is not enough... The level of a million people is really too small. Although it sounds like a lot, just think about the complexity of the circuit and structure on the electronic components, and compare it with the complexity of ordinary electronic components. With twice the source quality structure, one can know that the million level is really rare.
Especially these millions of souls are composed of brain-attached psychic matter...the strength is really not high.
Therefore, the need for 'dead king'.
Need a backbone—a person with enough strength, potential and belief to resonate with the dead souls, so that such a miracle of promotion can be achieved.
Moreover, if you want to become stronger, then you need at least hundreds of millions of souls at the level of 'billions' if you want to reach the fourth energy level.
As for the fifth energy level... at least it must be a strong person at the peak of the fourth energy level, and climb to the fifth energy level with the soul and faith of hundreds of millions of beings...
In other words…
"Grand Duke Thorin. Only him!"
Ian suddenly remembered that on the way of the swarm, the Grand Duchy of Thorin had successfully become independent, and his own swarm seemed to crush the entire Grand Duchy of Thorin as if entering no one's land...
He suddenly felt terrified: "No way? This lunatic, Inaiga's disciple back then, wouldn't really do this?!"
"The reason why I, the swarm, felt like I was in the land of no one... is really because the Grand Duchy of Thorin has completely turned into a dead zone... a kingdom of the dead?!"
"He killed everyone in the entire Grand Duchy!?"
That's not the case.
Ian realized that even if the Grand Duke had prepared for so many years, it would be impossible to fully popularize the soul attached to the brain.
So there are still some people in the Grand Duchy, which made the swarm itself puzzled, but it didn't feel too much-few people eating and not eating people are two concepts, so the swarming self didn't notice too much. much difference.
—All clues, including the clues to the future of the Prophet, are connected!
Therefore, under the astonished eyes of the dead king, Ian was thoughtful, and even expressed his guess suddenly: "So, from the very beginning, this plan was to kill everyone, and then put Their souls bear it and protect it in their own bodies."
"Engrave the memories and souls of all living beings on your body, raise the strength of the only king to the point of surpassing all natural disasters and destruction, and then let the king defeat all dangers and obstacles, and step into the future..."
Regarding this, Ian's evaluation is very simple: "As expected of a Terran, this kind of sick idea can be solved, and it can be done."
It sounds very strange, but in fact, this is actually a very "efficiency theory" idea.
Rather, if it is purely logical, such an action is the most reasonable.
Ten billion human beings, stacked together, are only one billion tons, or about one cubic kilometer... just a small hill.
The giant mountain-mounted tortoise of the third energy level outside, in terms of weight alone, may be the same as tens of millions of humans, but how many times larger is the city that tens of millions of humans need to live in than the giant mountain-mounted tortoise?
If all of them are stacked in the life support device, protecting human beings is a very simple matter.
If it is only the soul, it will be easier to preserve.
All you need is a carrier... Maybe it will work!
So, if you want to protect all human beings from some kind of irresistible disaster that sweeps the world and can even destroy the entire world's ecological circle...then the plan of the dead king has practicality.
Destroy the human body and use their souls as the raw materials for the shelter—the dead souls support the power of the dead king. They connect the essence of the virtual world and the subspace, and absorb the natural source. Every soul is designed and can be freely combined Create a variety of powerful ability structures to complete your own tasks and support the divine power of the dead king.
The dead king is active in the outside world to ensure self-sustainability and avoid more irresistible disasters.
This is essentially…
It is a kind of outer space immigration ship, just a psionic version.
Everyone is the crew, everyone is the hull, and the captain directs the direction.
Ian said in his heart. He remembered his original job when he was on Earth, and he understood all this like a blessed soul: "The essence of the dead king is a kind of shelter... a kind of 'fire'!"
"This is the truth of the Dead King's plan!"
—A Terran Psionic version of the Spark Ship!
【Yes... you guessed right】
The Dead Lord obviously didn't expect that Ian's thinking could keep up.
After a moment of silence, he smiled relievedly and said: 【Yes. That's it. 】
【On the continent of Terra, there are not enough resources to make everyone a strong person】
【Even if sublimators are not interested in ordinary people and their wealth, just the conflict between sublimators... will create the tragedy in front of you and me】
【even…】
Speaking of which, the dead king Yadbert looked at his hand, and he stared at the pale hand: [In order to save some people, we will destroy more people]
【Nothing to admit. I used my body as the experimental body of the 'Dead King of the Past' to liberate those dead souls—I know the purpose of the Grand Duke, he just wants to make this technology practical, he just wants a result, and he will use any means during the process. It's also where I recognize him, he can make choices that I can't make, and do things that I can't do]
【For me, this is the only way to solve the atrocities in the Avak laboratory】
【But how can I underestimate the hatred of the dead souls who have suffered and died? The Lord of the Dead has used too much vicious psionic energy and virtual world technology, and after boarding on me, hatred and despair converged, leading to the fall of the virtual world fragments, creating this subspace labyrinth]
【Then...everything got out of control】
[Phantoms are killing people, viruses are killing people, fungi are killing people, monsters are killing people...even, the real world that constantly overlaps with the virtual world has induced a huge spiritual shock in the entire Avak Territory—those who have accepted it a few years ago People who have experimented with artificial souls without knowing it, are born with souls under the guidance of berserk technology]
【And their bodies went mad in the spreading despair and hatred, turning into wild beasts that choose people to devour】
The Lord of the Dead raised his head. He looked at the top floor of the subspace maze, as if he was staring at the resentment that constituted the entire maze: [I killed them—I just wanted to save those experimental subjects, but I killed those who were captured by Avak. Innocent ordinary people are all killed]
【I am also a sublimator. I arrogantly decided to bury them all... I only realized after I became the dead king that the meaning of the inheritance of the dead king is to protect those ordinary people so that they will not be meaninglessly destroyed in the hands of an arrogant sublimator like me. dissipate】
【Even if the price is death, they can live forever in the body of the deceased—they will have a dream, an eternal dream that will never end until the real death comes】
【For them, this dream is reality】
—It turns out that there is still cyberspace. The dead king fights outside, and the dead soul sleeps and dreams inside. It feels pretty good.
The dead king's technology is quite advanced.
This is Ian's thoughts. But if you think about it carefully, the original name of the Void Realm has a "psychic cyberspace", and the dead king essentially turns himself into a small Void Realm entity.
Since this is the case, there is a local area network in the body of the dead king, allowing the dead souls to dream in their own body, and live an illusory but real, happy and peaceful life... It is not surprising.
"But what about the dragon?"
Ian thought of a doubt - Xiou and his prosthetic body seem to have a high synchronization rate, why is there no problem of soul and body matching?
【The dragon is different. Dragon souls are special, strange existences that are not affected by the body—according to my judgment, dragon souls are essentially independent existences that exist in the void. They are super life forms that have souls first and then bodies, similar to goblins, so No matter what kind of body can be perfectly adapted. But unlike fairies, if it is not the dragon body, the dragon soul cannot fully exert its power,]
Adbert said: [To be honest, the reason why the research room wanted to capture the child of the King of the Mountain this time was to study the special features of the Dragon Soul... Even the study of the dead king has a lot to do with dragons]
【However, until the end, we didn’t research anything, we could only rely on the special characteristics of the Dragon Soul to extract some relevant information from the Void Realm】
"It turns out that..."
Now, Ian can fully understand the idea of the inheritance of the 'dead king'.
To put it bluntly, all the wise men on the continent of Terra have thought about the question that the second prince Mikhail asked Ian not long ago.
—Since sublimators can do everything, what do ordinary people need?
—If ordinary people must be protected, how should they be protected?
The dead king is the ultimate answer to this question.
—Since ordinary people are considered useless, the essence of all the power of the Dead King comes from the gathering of souls. Whether vicious or ruthless, cunning or arrogant, all souls must come to terms with each other in order to gain power.
—Since in this world full of natural disasters, the lives of ordinary people cannot be protected, then simply kill all ordinary people and only protect their souls!
Moreover, it is different from those inheritances of the fourth energy level and the fifth energy level that require a lot of resources.
The line of dead kings only needs people.
Just need everyone to have a soul!
And this related technical problem has been broken by Yadbert and some pre-epoch technologies!
In this way, the line of dead kings, which does not require resources, is instead a kind of inheritance that is most closely connected with ordinary people and completely opposite to most sublimated people.
Moreover, because there is no need for various resources, the entire dead monarch system will also be the most stable inheritance.
Because, Ian has already seen the final form of this inheritance.
—Death will not become the end, but the beginning of 'revenge'.
Natural old dead, the soul longs for "the stability and prosperity of future generations", whether it is an enemy country or a natural disaster, they are all the objects of their "vengeance consensus".
Accidental deaths, as long as the dead king himself is not a murderer, then the dead king will judge them, kill their enemies, and let their power be used by them.
In this way, as long as the dead kings of the emperor want to maintain their power and continue their rule and authority, they will become the fulfillers of the wishes of the people-and this wish will not have any Unrealistic weird needs, only the most stable 'safety' and 'revenge'.
He wants to protect the homeland for the living and avenge the murderer for the dead.
If necessary, he will personally kill all the citizens, and then gather all his strength to avoid natural disasters, avoid powerful enemies, and ensure 'existence and continuation'.
In the face of this kind of inheritance, the social order of the entire Terra will change greatly, and the country without a dead king will become a backward party, just like one side has a complete set of underground industrial facilities corresponding to nuclear war, while the other side does not. .
Once the two sides engage in a deathmatch, the dead king can even leave the planet and wander in other areas, looking for a possible suitable home, or simply become a psionic spark ship, just like those that came to Terra.
And the other side...
The other party can only wait to die.
After all, the sublimator’s lifespan issue has not yet been solved, and the dead king still has a chance to find a place to rebuild the ecological circle and reproduce civilization, at least he can entrust the soul in his body to the next dead king.
Even if the other fifth energy levels can rebuild the ecological circle, where can the human soul be rectified? Those potion materials and spiritual experience, without a world to experience, where is the space to grow?
"If we say that this is the technology that Inaiga II wanted to achieve back then, but didn't have time to research and develop it...it really fits his style."
"Instead of fighting within the system with this group of people on Terra, it is better to directly bring a transformational inheritance technology and completely smash the old world-although it will bring dead bodies and blood everywhere... But a new world will also born."
It’s just that it’s not certain whether a beautiful new world will be born, or a worse world of dead tyrants... that’s not certain.
After all, everyone knows that ordinary people and the general public are blindly obedient and easily bewitched... In addition to seriously responding to the wishes of the dead, the dead king can also use various means to distort their wishes.
Besides, Ian still felt something was wrong.
After all, even if Inaiga II is a real madman, his disciple, Duke Sorin the madman, will add fuel and jealousy.
But just to change the world, there is no need for such extreme methods as the dead king.
Up to now, Ian has fully understood why Grand Duke Sorin wanted to conduct research in conjunction with the Institute of the Intellect and the Flame Land.
Without Pyrotechnic technology, there would be no artificial soul with brain.
Without the large number of Void Realm and psychic related books brought by the Institute of the Consciousness, Adalbert's soul research would not have been so smooth.
Combined with Grand Duke Thorin's own set of spiritual power inheritance, the birth of the dead king is a matter of course.
But he still felt that it was not enough.
It seems... there is something else hidden.
——If Grand Duke Sorin just wants to have the power of the fifth energy level, he only needs to specialize in his own inheritance.
His inheritance could have reached the fifth energy level. Although it is difficult, but after becoming the fifth energy level and then engaging the dead king, the success rate will increase significantly.
Of course, the fifth energy level may not be so easy.
【You already know the truth about the dead king】
At this moment, Adalbert said to Ian, with admonition in his tone: 【The Knight of the Valley, or in other words, Mr. Mahdi. You can leave]
【The current me is purely to correct my mistakes... Since there is a second king of the dead besides me, then I can focus on avenging the souls of the dead—the fortress in front of me is my final goal... 】
"and many more."
But Ian raised his hand and interrupted the other party's narration: "After listening for so long, I actually have an idea."
He signaled Adalbert not to talk nonsense, and continued to frown: "Your moral standard is so high?"
The Dead Lord froze for a moment.
He didn't understand what Ian was saying.
The young man in the form of a knight in the valley thought for a while, and he said in a relatively simple way: "I mean, isn't your moral standard a bit too high?"
"You don't have any relatives or friends to become experimental subjects. Just seeing the tragedy in Avak's laboratory, you want to help them and save them from the bottom of your heart... even at the cost of your own life, try to practice the "dead king" ’ This immature technology.”
"Is your family education so good? Don't you feel sorry for your mother who has been waiting for you? Oh, forgot, you have been very optimistic and friendly all your life, you are born with this kind of person..."
The Dead King was at a loss when asked by Ian—it was always difficult for the people of Terra to understand Ian's thinking, the dead soul was like this, and the Dead King was the same.
"Sure enough, you haven't thought about it, have you?"
Looking at the performance of the other party, Ian sighed: "So, you want to help others from the bottom of your heart, but because you didn't expect the Avak Laboratory to be so vicious, you accidentally created an abyss of silence, causing The labyrinth of subspace was born, so that the Viscount of Avak was completely wiped out."
"You did make a mistake, but are you really the one who made the mistake? You did it to do good, but the bad results were caused by the viciousness of others. You are willing to admit that it was your fault, but the root cause of this matter is, Is it really your turn to take the blame?"
Speaking of this, the Knight of the Valley turned his head and looked in the direction of the fortress. His expression was as if he had seen a stinky thing: "According to the moral standards of ordinary people, at this time, we should find an excuse to blame the Gnosis. Courtyard, Grand Duke Thorin and Flameland are here—I have been waiting for you to say this, and then I will help you agree and comfort you."
"Then—let's join forces and kill them all!"
"Didn't expect you to not blame the blame?!"
Ian's tone became serious all the way, he was obviously disappointed: "Where did you come from a moral saint? Without the support of Grand Duke Sorin, you will definitely be killed by the office struggle!"
To be honest, I don’t blame Ian for losing control of his emotions—this is the first time he saw someone who didn’t blame Fei Yandi and the Institute of the Intellect... Oh my god, it’s so weird! !
He walked all the way from Nanling to the imperial capital and then all the way to the west. Everyone swore that it was the fault of Feiyandi and the Institute of the Spiritual Mind. This is the normal situation! Imperials should have this quality!
It turns out that there is actually an honest person here.
With the expression and tone of the Knight of the Valley, it is really full of sarcasm to say this, but the temper of the dead king is really a little too good, he even nodded hesitantly: 【I also thought it was their fault, so I Decided to kill them all... But in fact, I know very well that it is because of my research that the Dead King's plan can come to this point]
【This was originally my responsibility. At most, I think it is not feasible, but others think it is. It just needs enough lives to sacrifice and accumulate data... If it is not for me, the plan of the dead king may not even appear】
Saying this, the Dead Lord’s expression gradually became indifferent and firm: 【If you want to join forces with me, my answer is ‘no need’】
He raised his head and looked at Viscount Avak, who had been staring at this place coldly behind the fortress: [Viscount Avak was one step ahead of me, and seized the prototype of the 'Dead River' from the hands of Flame Land, and even Lead the Knights to take away all the human souls in the central storage room as fuel for the dead river]
【I chased him all the way and blocked him here】
【Compared to the dead king, the research data on something like the dead river must never be left—I will destroy the entire subspace maze after I eliminate him, and I don’t need other people to be buried with me】
—Is this person a clubber? Why is it so difficult for him to blame him? So how do I convince myself to help him?
—Besides, the dead king is so outrageous, what kind of crazy thing can the dead river be?
Apart from having nothing to say about Adalbert's almost saintly moral qualities, Ian, who was so infatuated by the other party, really couldn't imagine what it was that made Adalbert swear to die with him up.
"You don't need to guess."
At this moment, in the distance, Viscount Avak's indifferent voice sounded.
Standing on the top floor of the fortress through the black barrier shield, the local nobleman declared to Ian and the Dead Lord from a distance: "This maze will not be destroyed, and the inheritance of the Dead King will not be left unknowing to both of you." Heirs to the Grand Duke's great plan."
"I will kill you all. Especially you, Adalbert, the murderer of my people. I will take back the power you stole and bring everything back to the right track..."
When he said this, Ian could see that Viscount Avak's face and even his clothes were covered with layers and layers of incomparably **** lines, making his eyes scarlet.
But scarlet is not the blood ice of the dead king, which seems to be condensed from despair and hatred, but boiling lava, releasing blazing rage.
Drops of blood seeped out from his skin, forming a huge and ferocious blood-colored armor outside his body, like a devil, but more delicate and flexible, like some kind of ghost that lives on blood.
A dull voice containing deep hatred came from the blood-colored vampire armor: "You know, in the original plan, kill everyone in the Avakland, the first person to become the dead king..."
"Yes…"
"To shut up."
But Ian suddenly shouted angrily, interrupting Viscount Avak's words: "The two of us are talking, is it your turn to interrupt?"
"In the final analysis, whether it's Grand Duke Thorin, the Empire, the Academy of Gnosis, Flameland, or you, Viscount Avak—it's all because of you arrogant fools, you arrogant humans, the million people in Avak Land, Those who are still struggling to live and still have hope for the future will die suddenly for no reason!"
—Miles in Azure City, the mother who worked hard all her life but couldn’t wait for her son to spend the rest of her life in peace; the warm and kind-hearted Aunt Lydia and her son’s family who are equally enthusiastic...Thousands of ordinary people.
—I saw the life of the prostitute who tried her best but still could not be redeemed. There are also many experimental subjects who died in the laboratory because of the plan of the Institute of the Intellect, Flameland, and Grand Duke Sorin.
A strong sense of absurdity and an extremely surging anger lingered in his heart.
Ian, who finally figured out what to do, turned around and looked at Viscount Avak.
"I finally understand why Huaiguang didn't intervene in this matter...Yeah, because these are all mistakes made by human beings!"
"Huaiguang will not prevent human beings from making choices, whether it is evil or good."
"But I can't, I'm going to stop—"
The dark-haired Glen Knight drew out his long sword, and his scarlet eyes lit up with a silver-blue light visible to the naked eye, which mixed into a strange purple.
Ever since he saw this thing named 'Strategic City Defense Force Field Shield' that blocked the siege of Adalbert's phantom army for a long time, Ian has been scanning its weaknesses with the power of his precognitive vision and silver chip.
And now, he has found it.
A bone-colored spiritual fire ignited on the Chongyuan iron sword, covering up the golden glow on the blade.
Frost, crystallization, and ghost powers are mixed together. Ian holds the hilt of the sword tightly with his right hand, the blade is parallel to his eyes, and his left hand is pressed on top of his right hand, forming a nearly ninety-degree right angle, posing a posture of breaking through the sword.
"What are you trying to do?"
At this moment, Viscount Avak was surprised by the action of the Glen Knight in front of him. He manipulated the Dead River Armament for some unknown reason, watched the posture of the mysterious knight, and finally understood what he was going to do, so he laughed loudly: "You You don’t want to use that black, rotten sword to pierce through the strategic city’s protective shield, do you?”
"It's so funny, it can block a group army's full onslaught for several hours, even the peak of the third energy level can't easily penetrate it!"
Ian didn't answer. He has the patience to talk to nice people, but he has no patience to waste time with stupid, bad crap.
The Chongyuan Iron Sword was originally covered with an extremely effective magical weapon potion, which has a special effect on shield penetration. Although this effect cannot be fully exerted for strategic shields, he now also has the power of the dead king. .
—I'm going to run through it.
This kind of spirit is like an arrogant order, but also like a divine guide. The dead souls who received the order for the first time shouted excitedly: [As you wish, our king]
Then the next moment.
Ian exerted all his strength, stepped on the ground with one foot, and suddenly his feet collapsed, and countless spider web-like cracks spread on the rocky ground.
In the dusty sky, under the watchful eyes of the dead king and the dead river, his whole body turned into an afterimage, and the edge of the heavy abyss iron sword tore through the dust and rock debris in the sky, forming a tear in the midair. The long sword light that filled the space.
A ring-like explosion shock wave and white mist appeared behind Ian, and in an instant, he hit the lightest area of the strategic shield with a sword.
The triple power collided with the power of the black shield, lighting up a blazing sun-like flash.
The corners of Viscount Avak's sarcasm hadn't fully turned up before the black strategic-level shield covering the entire fortress shattered with a 'click', opening a huge hole.
The shield fragments made up of pure phase positions spread towards the rear like exploding bomb fragments, and Ian was faster than these fragments, directly crossing a distance of tens of meters in an instant, with a sword towards the top of the fortress, slightly Eyes wide open, the scarlet 'Dead River Armed Forces' cut off Viscount Avak before he could show surprise!
And at this moment, Viscount Avak heard Ian's declaration of resoluteness from the soul!
"—The sins committed by human beings will be corrected by me, Mahdi!"
