Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

free.

That is, self-control, acting by one's own will, and being responsible for what one does.

The opposite is the law.

Constrained by others, told not to do anything, shackled in thought, yet still sing and dance.

Therefore, the people of the sea hate the law, hate the codes, and hate the covenants.

They hate all the rules, advice, and oaths that tie their hands and require them to love other people.

Because of this, when every child of the sea people grows up to understand freedom and law, their parents will teach them this passage to let them know that they are fighting against the ugly for the sake of beautiful freedom. Law, so he left the mainland and came to the sea.

This is the truth of the people of the sea.

However, for the boy who was still a child at that time, truth did not seem to be something unquestionable.

——The very fact of ‘having’ to hate the law seems to be a form of unfreedom.

“Isn’t true freedom also the choice to abide by the laws and regulations and the laws of the covenants?”

On a hot summer day, in a fishing village of ordinary sea people in the Sea of ​​Troubles, this boy with pure white hair and dark purple dragon eyes confusedly questioned the 'truth' told to him by his parents: "You must hate something... like this It’s so unfree!”

"Evil son!"

What responded to him was his father's violent fists and kicks. The fists and kicks were so heavy that they could be called cold-blooded and ruthless. If his mother hadn't held his father back, the boy would have been beaten to death.

And at the end, with his mouth full of blood and his body covered in bruises, he heard his father's still angry scolding: "You don't know what we gave up to get the freedom we have now!"

Freedom...is such an important thing?

At that time, the boy didn't feel much pain about his injury, nor much anger toward his father.

He just still had doubts: "Really, is it so important?"

After thinking about it for several years, one night when his father was drunk, the grown-up boy calmly picked up a sharp knife and inserted it into the other person's heart without hesitation.

"Nie, Niezi...you hate me so much!?"

He woke up in shock from the severe pain. Before he died, the boy's father glared at his child. He didn't have much energy left to scold and curse him. He raised his hand and wanted to pull out the knife inserted in his heart, but this movement still failed. Before it was completed, the boy pushed the sharp knife with greater force and it was completely buried in his chest.

"No, I don't hate you."

After doing all this, the boy replied sincerely: "I just feel that I have the freedom to kill, so I want to test it. You are just closer."

“Looking back now, I do have — it feels really good to be free.”

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah----"

And after hearing her husband's angry rebuke, the woman who woke up from her sleep hurriedly came over to check, and what she saw was this scene - and she screamed subconsciously, and then watched in horror as her son casually pulled the sharp knife out of her husband's chest. The blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the boy's snow-white hair and cheeks red: "Bai, Beluga, what are you doing?!"

Hearing his mother's question, the boy named White Whale turned his head with some annoyance. He came from the bloodline of the Lord of Judgment, and some inexplicable spark flashed in his deep purple dragon pupils.

"Mom, you are too noisy."

He complained, then held the knife and walked towards his mother who was kneeling on the ground out of fear.

The feeling of freedom... isn't bad.

Of course, all this is just a small episode in the growth history of the boy named Moby Dick.

After a long time, Beluga, who had grown into a man, understood why his father insisted on freedom in the past, so much so that in order to maintain it, he even beat his own son without mercy.

It's simple - because after giving up everything and fleeing the mainland, they have nothing but freedom.

And ironically, when Moby Dick read many books and even many different versions of the Holy Temple's covenants, he discovered that he really hated those laws.

In other words, what my father said is actually right - they, the free people of the sea, should indeed spurn the law and the ugly things that make people incomplete.

A large part of the law is the regulations formed by people transferring their personal private rights to doctrines and trials. Ordinary people have no right to kill or take revenge. If they and their family members are harmed, they cannot personally avenge the enemy's family members, let alone him himself. After doing all this, the punishment given by the law may even be worse than The harm done to oneself by the enemy is even less.

But if this is said, then if the law allows the victim to reasonably punish the enemy and the criminal.

Can this be called freedom?

No.

Beluga doesn’t think so.

Because that is not called freedom, but the fairness of homomorphic revenge.

True freedom... should be that without any logic, you can do whatever you want to others regardless of whether anyone does anything to you or whether you have any intentions towards others.

At one moment, people can chat happily, like close friends, but at the next moment they can slit each other's throats, enjoy the beautiful scenery of the other person's blood foam overflowing from the throat, and listen to the singing-like 'hehe' sound - this That is freedom.

The enemy used cruel methods to kill his parents, but the victim didn't care. Not only did he invite the other person to drink and play together, he even happily treated him to a banquet without any hatred - this is freedom.

When everyone is studying knowledge seriously, not only not reading, but also disturbing other people's reading, tearing other people's papers and pens, and laughing at other people's efforts - this is freedom.

The cycle of plundering and being plundered is repeated among all the other sea people. They kill each other wantonly on the sea, sing in the storm, and then plunder unscrupulously everywhere, and play naked with the plundered women on the island. In the context of a conference, studying historical books and ancient classics carefully alone to enrich one's knowledge - this is undoubtedly freedom.

The so-called freedom means being able to do anything without restraint.

The so-called freedom means being able to accept constraints willingly.

Freedom is not beautiful, it can certainly be ugly. Freedom can be unbridled, but it can also be strict and self-disciplined.

It is freedom to choose the beautiful things, and it is also freedom to choose the ugly things. Only by acknowledging them all can we be regarded as a healthy free person.

As for whether he is free?

Moby Dick is certainly a free man.

When all the people of the sea were acting wantonly, they taught young boys that only by breaking more laws, more wanton enjoyment, plundering and killing, only in this way can it be called freedom - but the white whale asked them It shows that what is more freedom than wanton enjoyment, that is, when you can enjoy it, you can independently choose to study extraordinary power seriously, and then start his more than twenty hours of practice that day.

In fact, when most pirates didn't even know the written word, White Whale had read through all the religious codes and all kinds of extraordinary knowledge books in the world for more than three hundred years, and became a truly knowledgeable seaman. scholar.

While most of the pirates didn't even know the words, this man had already memorized all the religious codes, all the widely publicized classics and spiritual books in the past four hundred years. In addition, , he also collected the most precious documents written by the group of defecting clergy during the rebellion a hundred years ago.

He spent a long time to hone himself, learn on his own, and grow on his own. Finally, before the age of thirty, he surpassed all the pirates in the entire Seven Seas who thought they were free and became the King of the Sea.

Then, from the King of the Sea, he became the King of the Sea.

But...even if you become a great pirate across the seven seas and a powerful king of the sea, can this be called freedom?

The man who has accomplished all these incredible achievements still has such confusion in his heart, and there is still some beast roaring.

No – that’s still not free enough!

Even the Poseidon can only do whatever he wants in the sea. On land, there are dozens of God Blessed Ones and three true gods. Their existence prevents many Poseidons from freely coming ashore to burn and kill. Looting, there is no way to go ashore to study books.

"Not enough, far from enough. There are still people above me, there are still gods."

Even after becoming the King of the Sea, Beluga felt that he was still not free enough.

However, these anxious and unbearable days will eventually come to an end.

At the suggestion and request of a being from another world, the pirates spent a long time and finally found clues to ascend to the gods in the ancient and peaceful sea of ​​meditation.

And White Whale also found the key to true freedom in this world.

——As long as I become God, no one can restrain me anymore.

Whether it's the covenants, the codes, the rulings, the judgments, everything.

No one can hinder people from doing whatever they want, no one can stop people from having whims, no one can prevent people from killing people, and no one can refuse people from saving people.

After becoming a god, this is absolute freedom.

At that time, Beluga couldn't help but think about the future.

——You can kill people, make people into furniture, and eat them; you can also turn slaves into nobles and let them be kings and rule all the people above them.

——Destroy the temple, burn the teachings and books inside, and insult the crystallization of human wisdom and order; at the same time, build a school to make all extraordinary knowledge public and let everyone see it for free.

——Knowing the people and denying all human wisdom; wantonly spreading all the realities that the ruling class is unwilling to spread, and putting the bloody truth in front of everyone's eyes.

That's it. That's it. That's it.

The more he thinks about it, the more excited the man becomes.

Real freedom is when 'I' feel free, that is freedom. As for whether 'I' have been deceived...it is also 'my' freedom to be willing to be deceived.

Live free, die free.

Free to oppress others, free to be oppressed by others.

Freedom to advance, freedom to fall.

The good and evil of free mind, the good and bad of free mind.

What his parents said was indeed correct - freedom is indeed such an important thing. Can anyone really accept living without freedom? What's the difference between that and insects without intelligence?

He wants to bring this freedom to everyone.

"Beluga Poseidon, are you listening?"

Seven Seas, Sea of ​​Troubles, Seven Seas Alliance Forces Advance Base.

Black and fine water-sinked wood forms the soundproof wall of the command hall, and the fragile thick curtain from the top also blocks the outside light. There is no other light source except the dim yellow element lights hanging from the roof.

And a very young-looking man with white hair and purple eyes was sitting on a seat carved with a sea monster whale pattern. He was chatting in various ways with his eyes slightly open, as if he was half asleep and half awake.

In a command hall converted from a city hall, a cautious voice sounded like this: "Poseidon, what do you think of my suggestion?"

"not so good."

In response, the white-haired man yawned loudly and replied calmly: "Look, I'm about to fall asleep while listening - or do you think what you're talking about is interesting?"

Faced with the almost humiliating answer from the white whale, the middle-aged pirate who had been talking for a long time suddenly turned red and his black beard trembled.

But due to the intimidating power of the Poseidon in front of him, he still dared not say anything for a while.

But the white whale didn't say anything, 'You don't even dare to say anything, how dare you call yourself a free pirate? ’ Such sarcastic words, because the freedom of not daring to speak is also freedom.

At this time, he just raised his head, turned his eyes sideways, and stared at the other party with his purple dragon eyes calmly, staring at this ordinary pirate with an ordinary soul, as if waiting for the other party's answer.

"I think it's very interesting."

After a while, the pirate plucked up the courage, gritted his teeth, and repeated his previous suggestion to the white whale.

"Poseidon, the news that Alber Sea King has been captured has spread throughout the entire fleet. Now it is basically confirmed that the Deep Diver is missing. Alber Sea King has really been captured and has completely fallen into the hands of the Holy Temple. "

He said this, looking at the white-haired man with a hint of deep desire: "Beluga Poseidon, I think I can do that ceremony - I can do everything that guy Albert can do. , his strength may not be much stronger than mine!"

"Um?"

After lazily listening to the other party's second suggestion, the white whale raised his head and looked up and down at the middle-aged pirate in front of him.

His eyes were dark purple, which was the legendary dragon blood given to all living beings by the Lord of Judgment. All fire people had some characteristics of dragon blood, and some of them were more obvious, growing scales and dragon pupils.

However, the blood concentration of the white whale is visibly thicker than that of most fire people. Being stared at by the deep purple dragon eyes even made the middle-aged pirate who was stared at feel a chill.

"What you said is interesting."

Smiling like this, staring at the pirate who made his request, the white whale grinned, revealing fine and sharp teeth, like a shark or a dragon, and layers of sharp scales covered behind his eye lines. It spread to the root behind his ears and occupied one third of his handsome face.

The white-haired King of the Sea stood up slowly and calmly said to the blade in front of him: "Are you trying to say that you want to replace Alber and become the new King of the Sea, and then join our plan to ascend to the throne of God together in the future? ?”

"Interesting, it's rare to find someone as opportunistic as you."

When the white whale stood up, the pirate who intended to replace Alber felt a strong sense of oppression - he was too tall. With dragon blood, he was more than two meters tall, and he was simply too tall. It looked like a giant human-shaped whale. In addition, the unusual sense of danger came again.

Then, he heard the words of the Poseidon in front of him: "To be honest, although Albert is a boring person, I quite like his beard. The red beard is like blood, so I don't have to tear it off." If you crush his throat, you can see the bright red color."

"Ah, when I talk about this, I want to see the color of your blood."

For the first time, the middle-aged pirate did not understand the meaning of the white whale.

But soon, he was shocked to find that the man in front of him had smiled and stretched out his hand to grab his neck casually.

"You can't kill me!"

In an instant, feeling the crisis of life and death, the middle-aged pirate burst out with powerful power. In just an instant, thick layers of ice condensed in the command hall, and ultra-low temperatures below minus 150 degrees spread rapidly. .

It has to be said that this pirate who intends to replace Alber is indeed very capable.

When he unleashed his Soul of Source Water supernatural power, the air directly liquefied and solidified around him, and finally condensed into a set of nearly indestructible solid atmospheric armor. Countless fine and sharp weapons proliferated in the originally humid seaside air. The ice edge condensed and then turned into his blade, slashing towards the white whale with a harsh sonic boom.

But none of his actions could stop a big hand that was stretched out at will.

"Oh, I can-"

Said easily and casually, the white whale calmly crushed the sharp ice blade of the pirate in front of him, penetrated the opponent's solid solidified atmospheric armor, isolated the opponent's body from the ultra-low temperature of nearly minus two hundred degrees, and then lightly pinched the opponent's Adam's apple. .

Then, the white whale gently exerted force and crushed it together with its flesh and blood.

"cough--"

Immediately, ice blue spurted out from the wound, and the middle-aged pirate's eyes bulged - as a powerful pirate at the peak of the Chosen One, how could he be unable to control his blood? His throat bone was just crushed, but he could still live even if his heart was destroyed.

But the moment the white whale came into contact with him, he discovered to his horror that all the strength, blood and even water in his body began to move 'freely' and did not obey any of his instructions at all - like this As a result, not to mention blocking the attack of the white whale who was already stronger than him, it made him unable to even deal with his own injuries.

Plop - the sound of kneeling to the ground was heard, and the pirate's consciousness began to blur rapidly. He collapsed to the ground, and extremely cold ice-blue blood began to overflow on the floor of the command hall, creating layers of thick ice. layers and raised ice edges.

"I've never seen blood of this color before."

The white whale raised his hand curiously and looked at the ice-blue blood in his hand. The tall sea king sat back in his seat, then stretched out his slender tongue and licked the palm of his hand: "Well... It tastes a bit like sweet ice cubes.”

"It tastes pretty good."

"What's wrong, White Whale?"

As the fluctuations of the battle spread, five more consciousnesses soon came.

They asked Poseidon in confusion: "I just sensed Rennar's power fluctuations. What happened to him?"

The voice of consciousness fluctuated in the soul space, and the white whale responded indifferently: "This guy Rennar wants to replace Alber. I think this kind of opportunistic person is quite annoying, so I will kill him."

"Anyway, the rituals that change the celestial phenomena and affect the element cycle have long ended, and the balance of elements in the world has been shaken. Soon, as we find the soul of the source water and launch the deep sea ritual, the four major elements will be induced to break away from the cycle and dissociate from each other. The era of the deep sea is coming."

"At that time, we can become the gods of the Seven Seas...ah, now we are the Six Seas. Anyway, that's it. We don't need to find someone to replace Alber, right? After all, we are old friends who have been working together for more than ten years."

"Why bother killing him? He is also a great pirate who is a candidate for the Sea King. If you just kill him like this and then have to clean up his men later, it is a waste of time."

The other five Sea Kings and Sea Kings were very helpless for White Whale, who was more chaotic than free-spirited.

But no one dared to have any opinion.

Because, in the past few decades, this seemingly free and undisciplined guy has used absolute power to establish his absolute supreme authority in the Seven Seas.

Among them, a certain consciousness who was also a sea king sighed deeply. Only other sea kings dared to say a few more words in front of the white whale: "Forget it, the ceremony is almost completed, and these vassal pirates are of little use. .”

"Really? That's true." In response, Beluga, who had already sat back in his seat, continued to half-close his eyes and began to think, exhaled, and asked lazily: "What did the pioneer agent say? When do you start planning?”

"He said we can start whenever we want. He can move at any time."

Upon hearing this answer, Beluga suddenly burst into hearty laughter, causing the walls of the command hall to tremble slightly: "Hahahaha, this is such a good guy - tell him."

His tone suddenly dropped, and the white-haired man turned his head and looked into the depths of the ocean not far away.

Poseidon's deep purple dragon eyes were full of curiosity and desire: "As long as he wants, I can start at any time."

"Then I will reply like this - but also be prepared, White Whale, you are the strongest among us. If Albert is captured, we must be prepared to withstand the possibility of a surprise attack led by the Fire Temple."

"Well, that's troublesome."

The white whale shook his head with regret: "It's just a pity that in this era of approaching freedom, Albert couldn't act together with us - I like his big red beard and his free old man very much." father."

And at the same time.

Alber, who was pitied by the pirates and was tried by many to take his place, was being passed through checkpoints by Su Zhou as a ticket.

Lai Lincheng, Wumo City, White Pigeon City, Qixin City... Su Zhou and his party walked all the way, and each independent God Blessed One's territory needed to pass a checkpoint.

Due to the recent climate disasters that have occurred frequently across the continent, the movement of the clergy has begun to be restricted. According to the code, they must stay in the local area and contribute their own efforts to fight the disaster before they can move freely.

Although he didn't plan to stay, Su Zhou never minded helping others.

In fact, when some priests and divine benefactors were too late to arrive, he would directly help to prevent the local people from suffering more disasters.

The mentality of young people is a bit like that of parents who endure hardships... It is naturally good for children to pay a little price to complete something independently, but if this thing can only be done with bloodshed, then there is no need. After all, The meaning of parents' existence is to prevent their children from learning more without getting hurt.

"It's so hard, it feels like being a father and a mother at the same time..."

After simulating the power of a true dragon and directly using wind and water to help bring down clouds and rain over a vast agricultural plain, Su Zhou couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.

At this time, he had left the plain where he was celebrating the heavy rain, and was now located in the VIP room of a restaurant in Qixin City in the central area of ​​the Holy Fire Continent.

Regarding the young man's emotion, Yala in the soul space shook her head: "Didn't you find anything wrong?"

"No."

In response to this, Su Zhou became solemn. He looked out the window of the VIP room quite seriously: "Of course I noticed it - these natural disasters are all signs of elemental imbalance."

"Whether it is drought, flood, heavy snow or desolation, in the final analysis, it is a signal that the elements of this world are beginning to become unbalanced... Although it is very elementary, if I had not stayed in the elemental world where the elements were completely out of balance for a long time, I might not be able to feel it. To this kind of atmosphere.”

At this moment, Su Zhou heard a message from Aimeng's soul coming from outside the VIP room.

"My lord, would you like wheat tea or ale wine?"

"Wheat tea bar." With this reply, the young man couldn't help but nod slightly: "This place is developing really well. Folks can set up restaurants for consumption, and the service attitude is also very good."

As for why Su Zhou stayed in the VIP room of Qixin City Restaurant, it was actually quite a coincidence.

Relying on Alber's face and the head of the King of the Troubled Sea along the way, Su Zhou and his party were able to pass through the Holy Fire Continent almost unimpeded. Even the most stubborn conservative priests saw the seven In order to save the face of one of the Neptunes, he would allow Su Zhou to pass through as much as possible and allow Su Zhou to enter the city to observe the real living conditions of the people in the Holy Fire Continent.

In this process, Albert, who felt extremely ashamed, even planned to commit suicide by exploding the fragments of the Soul of Source Water in his body to avoid the increasingly excessive humiliation in the future - but unfortunately, with Su Zhou around, how could he commit suicide? success?

As for the fragments of the Source Water Soul, Su Zhou had already observed them.

It is a powerful divine object that can allow people to comprehend magical powers early and help them perfect them.

Even if it is not a real water soul fragment, it is still a derivative of the water soul. The supernatural powers derived early, just like the Demon-Eating Lord obtained by Su Zhou when he was practicing sacred geometry at the awakening stage, are in imperfect form at the beginning, and will gradually be perfected and become perfect when he reaches the command stage. stand up.

As for why you can't leave the sea, the reason is very simple - if the fragments of the source water soul activate the magical power in advance, it will consume a lot of water elemental magic power. Before the leader level, ordinary practitioners simply cannot afford this elemental magic power. The demand can only be maintained at sea with the extremely strong power of natural elements. Once leaving the sea, practitioners will naturally begin to decline like a leaky jar.

All in all, as a cultivator at the pinnacle of the extraordinary, although Albert is also a leaky jar, he can still persist for a long time, enough to sustain himself until he reaches the central church.

However, Neptune's face may not be useful all the time.

Most of the people who pay attention to information about Neptune are from coastal cities. Although the priests in the inland cities of the Kingdom of Holy Fire have seen the image, they may not recognize it when they actually meet.

Just like the city where Su Zhou is now, Qixin City, it is a place where Albert was not recognized.

Because it was really impossible to confirm whether Albert was the Sea King, the examining priest could only apologize again and again, and invited Su Zhou to a restaurant to rest, while he went to the temple and asked other priests who were familiar with pirates to come and confirm.

But at this time, Albert would become furious.

"How could you guys not recognize me?!"

The big pirate was so angry at that time that if Su Zhou hadn't pinned him to the ground, he might have jumped up and punched the ignorant local priest.

This is probably the final self-esteem of the ticket.

Located in the middle of the Holy Fire Continent, Qixin City is next to a large freshwater lake. Its urban construction is quite good. There are restaurants, a large farmer's market, river fish farming, local tool workshops and alchemy workshops, and various industries. The workshops and markets are very complete.

Because the world of reincarnation is ruled by the Holy Church, it cannot be simply divided by the standards of the feudal era and modern times. However, Su Zhou did see things like elemental furnaces and elemental artillery in the alchemy workshop of Qixin City - that was Similar to the True Qi Forge in the Shenmu World, in a sense, it is the prerequisite for extraordinary industrialization.

"Perhaps in a hundred years, the world of reincarnation will gradually become a world of industrialized elements, just like the world of sacred trees... huh?"

Thinking quietly, Su Zhou suddenly looked at the door of the VIP room and raised his brows slightly.

Then, the closed door opened.

And a figure stumbled towards Su Zhou at the fastest speed.

"Wait, what do you want to do?!"

At this time, Aimeng, who was communicating with the waiter in the restaurant, noticed this and said in surprise: "Stop now——"

However, when he hurried back to the VIP room, he did not see the attack he expected.

On the contrary, a middle-aged fisherman with dark skin and simple clothes was falling in front of Su Zhou, crying bitterly.

After careful observation, Ammon was shocked to realize that this fisherman actually had no hands.

In the Holy Fire Continent, without hands, it can only represent one thing.

That is, he is a criminal.

"Priest, Priest, please help me..."

The gray-haired priest could hear that the middle-aged fisherman with a severed hand was crying and worshiping Su Zhou. He wanted to kowtow, but Su Zhou stopped him.

But even so, he still cried miserably: "I was wronged, Lord Priest. I saw that Priest Ruien was respectful to you, and I knew that you were a big shot - I knew that doing this was wrong and violated There are covenants and precepts, but I was really wronged, so I can only come to you to redress my grievances..."

Priest Ruien was the examining priest who had previously met with Su Zhou and others.

"If you have something to say, please speak it carefully. Don't kneel down or slur your words. If I can help you, I will definitely help you."

Su Zhou responded calmly. He stretched out his hand to help the other person up, then raised his head, looked at Aimeng, and nodded slightly.

Ammon suddenly frowned.

This priest who followed the gods but did not blindly believe in them knew exactly what his Lord meant.

"He didn't lie."

"He was truly wronged."

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