Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

This is a story about a strange boy that happened many years ago.

The boy was six years old when the incident happened. He had a father who worked as a security guard in a small town and a mother who worked in a clinic. He had a good friend who had been with him since childhood, and the two were always inseparable.

However, the boy was different and strange - in the middle of the night, he could always vaguely see some hazy phantoms and hear some mysterious sounds, which made people dizzy.

In this regard, the boy firmly believes that this is the voice and temptation of the wizard and witch. He tells others his thoughts, but he is always laughed at and denied. Many people think that he is a liar, in order to win the attention and attention of others. Pay attention, so I made up these lies.

They isolated the boy, calling him a 'weird fellow'.

Want attention? Maybe, that's what he thinks. After all, this is the only way he can be called special and can be noticed by others. Therefore, even if others regard him as a joke, the boy still continues to tell others what he sees. He heard about it, but no one believed him except his good friend since childhood.

Why not believe it? When the boy was depressed, his friends would always encourage him and even take him to the bookstore in the town to buy some weird stories, including legends about witches and monsters in the forest. The two little boys even used With all my pocket money, I bought a small telescope to look at the hills in the forest and the stars in the sky in the distance.

This was an ordinary, not happy, but fulfilling childhood.

When the boy grew up and became a teenager, his visual and auditory hallucinations became more and more serious, and even seriously affected his life. He would even occasionally fall into a daze, talk nonsense, and then raise his head to look at The moon, gibbering something like 'They're watching me' and 'They're waiting for me'.

He became more and more eccentric and withdrawn. Apart from that friend, the boy had no other friends. For the boy's sake, his friend had to find a school on his own and set up a 'Dawn Star Observation Club', taking the initiative to take the other party to look through the telescope. Stars to ease the opponent's condition.

"They are calling everyone, why can only I hear them?"

The young man always confided to his friends in confusion, and his friends could only comfort him with a wry smile: "This means you are the chosen one, brother."

"That's right!" Thinking of this, the young man suddenly became excited. He raised his head and looked up at the moon: "Yes, whether it's wizards, ghosts, or the voices in the sky, they are all watching me... I was... The chosen one, the one being watched, right!”

"Superpowers, aliens, magic, elves, wizards and witches all exist, right?"

"Yes, yes." My friend didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she could only agree according to his words: "They all exist, they all exist."

The days passed, the time passed little by little, the boy gradually grew into a young man, and his friends also grew up.

And until the day they all came of age, the young man received the news that his friend had been admitted to a well-known university and was about to leave this small town - but the young man himself, because of his addiction to stargazing and various mysterious rituals, had extremely poor grades and needed to Repeated one year.

——Are you leaving me too?

With this in mind, on a cloudless night during their last summer vacation together, the young man got extremely drunk with his friends. In his drowsiness, he seemed to hear the voice from the distant moon.

[…monitoring…creator destruction…autonomous combat body…looking for matching life form…]

It is a language that is completely different from human language. It is a language of another system. It is spread by sporadic spiritual power. Only a very small number of highly gifted psychic resonators can hear this call and respond to it. One match.

The young man didn't understand the meaning of this weird language at all. He just laughed wildly and used wine, mixed with his own blood, to draw a magic circle on the floor for summoning 'elves' - he had drawn this magic circle countless times. , but not once did any 'elf' respond. This is of course normal. After all, where can the natural spirits come from in a world where spiritual energy is cut off? But the young man didn't know this. He was just filled with anger that his friend was about to leave, confusion about his future, and the deep thoughts in his heart, "I am definitely special" and "I should be watched by everyone". 'call'.

Then, on that day.

A 'creature' originating from extraterrestrial life descended between two drunken youths.

Accompanied by a faint flash of light and flying spiritual energy, a group of unknown matter appeared in the center of the circle.

It was a silvery, gelatinous, strange creature, but not wet or slimy at all - it was only the size of a palm, with a few small golden balls like eyes inside. This creature seemed to be at first Because he came to a strange environment, he imitated his original owner, curled up into a snail-like shape, and retracted himself into his shell.

But soon, it realized that the surrounding environment was not dangerous, so it returned to its original jelly-like shape.

"I-I succeeded?!"

The drunken young man shivered suddenly the moment the flash of light came on, and woke up slightly. He opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth wide, stared at the small creature in front of him, and then showed a crazy smile: " Dill, look Dill, I succeeded! I really summoned the elf!"

"Oh my God, John...you, you really did it! Unbelievable..."

The young man's friend also saw this miraculous scene. He rubbed his eyes and stared at the creature held in the young man's hand in disbelief and even with a hint of fear. He said with some trembling: "It's really... It’s scary, how is this possible… I mean, it’s really unbelievable here!”

At this time, the young man fell into a beautiful fantasy about the future: "I'm going to make a fortune, brother! I'm not hearing hallucinations or visual hallucinations! I can really see those different things... the moon, yes, the moon! They are all On the moon! I will definitely go to the moon in the future to see their hometown! Dill, let’s go together and make a fortune together!”

"Everyone in the world must look at me and be crazy about me! I must let those who mocked and ridiculed me know how stupid they really are!"

At this moment, the silver colloid in the young man's palm squirmed slightly, but such a small move scared his friend to subconsciously step back, and even screamed: "Don't let this thing get close." I!"

Such an extreme reaction from his friend made the ecstatic young man feel extremely bad in an instant.

"You've never believed in me, right? It turns out that you don't believe that I can see or that I can succeed!"

He roared angrily and smashed the wine bottle in his hand: "Shit! You have only pitied me for so many years!"

With a heavy smell of alcohol, he stared at his good friend... Yes, the other person was a college student from a prestigious university in the future. He was originally going to leave this town, but what about him? Nothing has been accomplished and his grades are terrible... Yes, Dill has been looked down upon by everyone. He can make a fortune without himself. He actually wants to make money with him. He is really stupid.

The annoyance of having his only friend leave him, the anger of being laughed at as a freak for a long time, the humiliation of being ignored by everyone even though he could really hear and see it, not being looked at by everyone, and even treated as a joke, In this way, with the help of wine, everything was vented.

Under extreme emotions, the mind begins to distort... Why has this 'friend' of mine been coaxing me, and has been willing to pretend to believe in me for so long? Because the more he shows his friendship to him, the more others believe that he is a good guy... Yes, Dill has many good friends besides himself, and there are also many women who like him, that's all I look good next to myself...

Why... I'm obviously the one with the real ability, I'm the chosen one, why is everyone looking at him? Are you all looking at this guy? !

Everyone can only look at me, can only stare at me!

The youth is a genius, an unprecedented genius.

If not, it would be absolutely impossible to achieve the achievement of "summoning extraterrestrial things" in this era.

If there is even one condition that is not met - for example, he did not drink, the summoning time was one year earlier and one year later, his friend did not enter an extremely distant university, his own mentality is better, not so extreme, and his self-esteem is not So excessive... things won't lead to such a bad ending.

Of course, he may not succeed.

But this is just a story that happened a long time ago, and there are no ifs or ifs in the story.

Thus, the small "self-disciplined combat unit" originating from the distant stars, just like this, under the order of its new master, devoured its first trophy on the earth.

Then, there is the second, third, fourth... number one thousand seven hundred and forty-nine.

Humanoid figures made of strange silver gelatin, maintaining their human appearance, followed behind the young man who was humming a tune and smiling crazily. The postman from the neighboring town, who was so frightened by the sight, immediately drove around.

But the young man didn't care - because fear is also a kind of concern.

Crazy?

No, he is not crazy - the world should be like this, everyone should look at him, recognize him, praise him, and spread his name!

——I am the Kingdom of Heaven! I am heaven! I am also hell, I am also Hades!

Since the people on earth are unwilling to look at him, then let the creatures from other planets come over! If the creatures from other planets are not willing to come, then one day, it will go to the other side of the starry sky and let all living things praise its name!

Is it similar...it's too similar.

But is it different? There is indeed a huge difference.

Caller from Deep Space, John Harrison.

He smelled the smell of 'same kind' from Su Zhou's body.

Those are indeed existences similar to myself. They are all talented geniuses, and they are all beings watched by some kind of existence - they all have close teenage friends, and they have a life that cannot be called happiness, but is absolutely fulfilling, absolutely A childhood full of action.

They are so similar, their experiences, situations, talents, and even the source of power originating from their natures are all so similar.

However, fate is so different.

So, monster, I feel jealous... I obviously want to be noticed and recognized by others so much, but why do I always encounter obstacles? But the monster in front of me, who is just like me, and even more dangerous, can easily gather everyone's attention, show himself freely in the spotlight, be recognized by others, and be praised by others...

But it doesn't matter - the existence eroded by the self-disciplined combat unit will become a part of itself!

Praise will secrete hormones, making him happy, while not praising will stimulate the nerves and make him suffer - the human body and soul are nothing more than sophisticated carbon-based machinery, no matter how firm the belief, no matter how deep the desire, They are just slaves of nerves and hormones, without exception! As long as you tame them, you will own their memories, their past, their praises, their souls, that is, everything about them!

Of course, you can become them!

The huge silver snail, the ancient fighting form of extraterrestrial creatures, at this moment, felt the vast and sea-like killing intent from the distance, coming from its 'kind' and its own enemy!

"You still say that you are not a monster! You would actually burst out with such murderous intent for a stranger who has nothing to do with you and has no friendship or kinship relationship!"

The Deep Space Caller vibrated its huge carapace, and cannon muzzles began to spread out on its body that was half a fortress. It laughed wildly: "Normal humans, who would do this? I have eaten many Zhengguo people, and they are all You know, 'human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same, I just think they are noisy'!"

Then, the endless stream of blazing light was like a retrograde meteor shower, and hundreds of thousands of cluster light cannons bombarded the sky in the direction of Su Zhou. For a time, even the satellites orbiting the moon in the sky, and The angle had been adjusted and Meng Jin, who was in the command module and had re-entered the near-lunar orbit, could clearly see that somewhere on the distant moon, a silvery glow was lighting up from the surface and hurtling into space!

However, what is more dazzling than the silver stream of light is a burst of dazzling aura that is first blue-purple and then golden-red!

"I am angry because I want to be angry. If other people are not angry, what does it have to do with me?"

Returning quickly from afar, he directly dispersed and smashed all the countless incoming streams of light. Su Zhou's voice was as calm as if the tsunami-like murderous intent was simply an illusion, but its vastness was comparable to that of the sun. General heat radiation is spreading in all directions from the magic sword in his hand: "Apply ordinary human logic and apply it to me..."

"This kind of thinking itself is weak."

At this moment, pieces of white dragon scales began to appear on the surface of Su Zhou's body. He clenched the magic sword in his hand. Su Zhou's tone had an intriguing meaning: "See, my magic sword? All living beings." The power of the will is gathered together, and it has incredibly powerful lethality against all immortals and all monsters recognized by the world as demon kings."

This is not false. Even if he has transformed into a fighting form, the Deep Space Caller still feels the extremely terrifying power of the Destruction Blade - he still remembers that his arm that was cut by it can't even heal itself. To the extent that the entire injured part must be completely cut off and discarded in order to be reborn.

The monster couldn't help but become cautious - and after hearing the master's words, the magical sword, which became more and more spiritual, couldn't help but be excited!

Su Zhou: "However, I can hack you to death without using these special effects."

Both the Deep Space Caller and the excited Divine Sword were stunned for a moment.

Then, Su Zhou, who entered the first partial form of his true body, raised the Blade of Destruction in his right hand at a speed exceeding ten times the speed of sound - the black and white flames of sin burned blazingly, mixed with the blazing heat of youth. The rising anger poured into the magic sword, causing the golden-red flame of wish to explode into a corona-like brilliance, blooming on the moon's surface!

This terrifying high temperature has not even begun to release its true power. Its terrifying spiritual radiation directly annihilates and ignites the silver light streams that are still approaching around it, and then turns them into golden-red torches. open.

There was no explosion or resistance in this process. Under this huge spiritual power that surpassed any normal leader-level practitioner, all the attacks coming towards Su Zhou were nothing but dust, destined to be transformed by the high temperature of the flames. Sparks fly around, and then they are extinguished in the cold wind.

"Don't even think about it!"

Such a terrifying vision is just a prelude to an attack. Even someone as conceited as the Deep Space Caller can't help but go all out, and no longer deal with the problem with the silver light stream that simply uses energy to suppress people - it begins to use its true The ability, the 'mind power' powerful enough to move mountains, began to control everything around it.

The power of thought is a power that is said to be omnipotent.

The fire ability is just to accelerate the movement of molecules, and the frost ability is just to slow down the movement of molecules. Whether it is thunder, lightning, strong wind or fluid, all movements, phenomena, or optical invisibility, any ability can generally use telekinesis. to simulate.

The Deep Space Caller has no systematic earth heritage. His powers, except for transforming himself into an 'Amorphous One' and the magical power that can convert other people's gaze into his own power, are all derived from ancient aliens. Star civilization, the power of cultivating one's own soul and 'spiritual energy'.

And the most common manifestation of this power is the omnipotent 'mind power'.

With the huge silver snail carapace glowing with crystal clear fluorescence, the vast ocean of telekinesis began to control all surrounding material phenomena - at this moment, still under the sunlight, the temperature was as high as 180 degrees. The lunar surface space cooled down in an instant, the speed of molecules was slowed down, and all movements were slowed down. Low temperatures exceeding minus 150 degrees, or even 200 degrees, began to spread, and around Su Zhou who suddenly came, naturally No exception.

This is a total amount of spiritual power that is even greater than Zhou Buyi's - not even Su Zhou can compare to it. The deep space caller has accumulated it for decades and wantonly spread the spiritual power collected by his clones in outer space. At this time, it poured out And out.

At this moment, the magic sword that was chopping down in the air was stagnated, and all the flying sparks were extinguished. Even the radiation that could not be suppressed could no longer make other molecules start to accelerate. Su Zhou's figure Like flying insects solidified in amber, magnificent and stagnant.

"Die!"

Then, in the deep space caller's soul-piercing scream, an invisible huge force was poured directly into Su Zhou's head. In an instant, it was enough to wipe out the terrifying destructive power of several blocks, and it was directly Su Zhou's brain was blasted from the inside, and the extremely concentrated telekinesis destroyed Su Zhou's most fragile thinking structure from the most vulnerable place, exploding his entire head, and countless brain matter and blood splattered!

It has to be said that Su Zhou's brain structure is also very strong. If he hadn't caught the momentary flaw in Su Zhou's attack due to being stopped, the deep space caller would not have been able to seize this opportunity - if it was the first time they met. , it definitely cannot grasp it, and it is precisely because it and Su Zhou have been fighting for a long time before, and both have mastered considerable information on each other, that it can succeed in one fell swoop!

And the next moment, it was ready to seize this flaw, continue to crush Su Zhou's soul, and completely eliminate Su Zhou's possible counterattack opportunity - the body is not the key to the transcendent at all, and the soul and body must be wiped out together. Only in this way can we guarantee 100% chance of killing a powerful leader!

However, soon, it was shocked to discover that Su Zhou, whose thinking organ had been destroyed and should have been dazed for a moment, showed no sign of stagnation. Instead, he sneered and used his spiritual power to imprison this part of himself. The power that invades one's own body.

"Who told you that a practitioner's brain has only one structure?"

Su Zhou, who has a dual-state brain, took advantage of the moment when the deep space caller's power could not be restored for a while, and raised the long knife again with a grin - in his brain, in addition to the solid thinking structure, there was also a liquid like glue. The quality of the water-like brain tissue is not afraid of physical damage at all!

Using the water and earth magic that he is accustomed to in the world of reincarnation, he controls the restoration of the solid brain structure of the 'earth' element, and uses the magic of the 'water element' to recover the splashed brain matter and blood. The wound on Su Zhou's brain that exploded is like going back in time. Normal recovery - even before recovery, part of the brain tissue had already begun to regenerate. If it were a little later, Su Zhou might be able to grow a second set of brain tissue!

But now is not the time to pay attention to these curious situations. The extinguishing blade that once again ignited the flames even ignited Su Zhou's own blood. The purple dragon blood turned into a mist-like plasma cloud under the ultra-high temperature. group.

Then, there was a slash across the air, slashing down in the air!

The plasma cloud, as bright as the sun, fell directly towards the deep space caller. It was not helpless. The huge extraterrestrial snail shook the earth, and countless moon rocks and dust broke free of gravity, and then Rising upwards according to the will of the deep space caller, but before the plasma clouds, even they were instantly melted into lava gas, and the dazzling light explosions and impacts destroyed all blocking objects, but also blocked them. Most of the power of Su Zhou's sword was lost.

However, it could block the mortal fire, but it could not block the cold flames of sinful karma. Flying black and white sparks fell on the deep space caller - and in an instant, the raging karmic fire burned blazingly.

Torture... Inner torture... Torture of good and evil... The fire of karma is burning, starting from the heart.

But a monster is a monster because no one can torture it.

——Only humans suffer from sinful karma.

Therefore, even though he felt the endless pain from his soul, the huge monster still refused to repent. With a roar that shook the spiritual world, it moved towards the true form of the immortal dragon, which was also nearly fifty meters tall. The dragon rushes away.

The immortal dragon, whose body was covered in white scales and was on the verge of reaching its limit due to his violent spiritual movement, took the scales on his body that were constantly exploding and blooming with fire, and without any hesitation, he blasted out a claw and pierced the deep space caller's body. in vivo.

Then, just like that, he directly swallowed the opponent's large carapace, as well as the face and soul of the person on it who was constantly praising and shouting, into his belly.

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