"I...who am I..."

Millions of ferocious Dharma images, like the combination of hundreds of hundred armed giants, descended to the sea of ​​blood. The Dharma images with thousands of eyes, many arms or thousands of arms melted like snow. Losing the filth and destruction generated during plane destruction, relying solely on the supply of a demon itself, even the demon king will be instantly squeezed and torn. Now, it is because the will of the abyss bears the vast majority of the burden that the crazy form can return to the posture of billions of blood shadows.

"I can hear the evil twisted roars and whispers of the demons, the unwilling prayers of the fallen souls in cursing and suffering, and I can also feel the resentment and fighting spirit of the Jiuli people. The war drums and shouts that soar to the sky seem so familiar..."

When the arms, horn wings, claws and blades that were originally condensed into substance all dispersed one by one, only a series of false projections remained, and a vague dark red outline could be seen through it.

"That is the melody of the soul under erosion, the melody of all living beings in all worlds is wailing under the collapse of the morals of the funeral and music. This kind of pain is so fascinating that only by crossing the cage woven by secular order can you experience true unrestrained freedom..."

The whispered murmurs seemed to spread directly into the planes that had once intersected with the space of the main god of the abyss through the marks of sin. The driver faced the terrified face that was approaching sharply, and the panic and at a loss were replaced by hideousness. The accelerator, which had already been released, stepped down fiercely. The middle-aged man in the sheriff's uniform, had already returned to stability. He signed his name on a forged material in front of him. The couple in the quarrel quietly held the kitchen knife on the chopping board and slashed at the other side's door...

Whether the other party’s words angered in his heart, or the actions of some people influenced his decisions, or hesitated about certain worries and fears to make some decisions, these thoughts and impulses that seem to come from themselves are all the consequences of the secret influence and erosion of the will of the sea of ​​blood, the brain waves and thinking of ordinary life seem to be like open books, which can be easily written and modified.

"The will born in the bottomless abyss, once used the Styx as a bridge to transform into a sea of ​​blood, and also took charge of the Jiuli tribes to fight against the ancient wilderness, and cut off the heads of those gods with their own hands..."

It seems that due to the influence of pleasure, the originally confused and chaotic thinking gradually became clearer. The vague outline also appeared more and more specific human figures.

"I can feel that my greed swallowed the tyrannical emperor of the ancient east, and was born in the Nine Netherlands in the name of the demon emperor Xin, the destiny of heaven and earth, through the blood of Adam."

The Demon King, who was in the black robe of the evil dragon emperor, suddenly lost his expression in his eyes, and slowly floated from the front of the altar of the Zhaixing Tower to the front of the blood shadow like a puppet. The clothing style and face of the Shang Dynasty gradually melted, and in the end there was only a faceless man wearing the black robe of the emperor.

"I can feel that my anger carved through the ectopic crystal wall system, and in Azeroth, I used the hottest flaming lava in the ancient elemental world to vent my endless anger to the world in the name of Ragnaros."

The dark red flames surrounding Ragnaros had fallen into strange stagnation, and the huge black body also paused and slowly floated to the blood shadow. The outline of the body belonging to the Fire Element Lord melted like a candle, and gathered into a black and red fire ball that could barely see the outline of the human figure.

"I can feel that my spanning Azeroth and the Yuan Empire has exhausted all the blessings of the entire Chinese dragon vein in Jiuzhou, and used millions of living creatures to flexibly sacrifice to seize the birth of the soul of the demon in the outer world."

The incarnation gathered in front of the blood shadow like fog. Whether it is the elf mage Weilan or the image of a scholar in the Pure Land Treasure Mirror, it is pulled out of the body like a ghost, and then burned into ashes, turning into a completely shadowless and invisible Pure Land Demon.

"I can feel that my arrogance plundered from the original divinity of Medanzo, was born in the depraved and polluted tree of life, and was nurtured in the abyss and sea of ​​blood, but it seems that there is still some dirt from Paradise Mountain..."

The human-shaped outline, which was twisted like a branch and vine, floated up like a twisted magic tree. You can vaguely see the face similar to Medanzo struggling in pain, and wisps of dark red gushing from the surroundings towards it, like dark red spider web marks and beating blood vessels. Each erosion made the face look even more painful and weak.

As the words fell, a dark red light turned into a bloody figure. Surrounded by the abyss demonic texts emitting filthy evil spirits, the evil curse of the Shura Demon Realm absorbed all the blood and energy around it and turned into a hideous evil ghost head. The whole body was like a giant arm and penetrated into the arrogant body. The evil ghost's sharp teeth bit Mei Danzo's head and dragged it out of his body bit by bit.

Although the captain of the Osashima team was only taken over by Medanzo when he was at Rashomon, this arrogance came directly from God's gift after opening the door to heaven. Even now, it is constantly eroding and weakening it with the power of the endless sea of ​​blood, and it still has to rely on the gift of the abyss' huge will to peel it off and refine it.

Almost as Medanzo's remaining consciousness was stripped away, the original arrogance of this body, like a branch and vine, expanded rapidly at a crazy speed, and the branches turned into a thick towering tree, and the vines also became the legendary sacred vine, and then they gave birth to the true arrogance of the Holy Son of Proudness as if they were blossomed and fruited.

"I can feel that my Taotie has been with me since the beginning, sprouting in the blood shadow of the Invincible Blood Meridian, and was born when the Holy Grail Plane was broken."

Incarnation of Taotie, the figure that could only barely see some outlines as a nebula appeared before the blood shadow at some point.

"I can feel the traces of spreading. I am the Lord of the Blood Sea, the Demon Prince, the God of War Jiuli, the Captain of the Abyss Team, and the resonance of the will of the Endless Blood Sea."

The blood color that was still maintaining the blurred figure suddenly expanded and spread into the blood light of the vast sky. No matter the sticky blood clouds swept from the sea of ​​blood to the sky, the blood shadows that maintained the virtual image of the Dharma phase around them and even the extremely huge vortex of will in the sky were all integrated into one.

This is a sign that thinking life truly transforms into chaotic primitive will through the deep assimilation ritual of the deep abyss. Whether it is thinking or consciousness, it is just a small part of it. Whether it is the roar, panting and wailing of the creatures infected with the sin marks, the plane where the Abyss Team members are located, or the world where every sinner is located is clearly presented to him.

If the will of ordinary people is nothing more than a water tornado, because the wind swept through the wind temporarily gathered the scattered water droplets into shape, then the current will of the sea of ​​blood can be said to be a galaxy vortex, as if a breath can be blown away by a breath, and some will that emits out can distort their subconscious mind. This is an indescribable feeling. Unlike those communication through thinking and language, it is more like a network that covers the entire space in multiple dimensions, covering everything and controlling everything through deeper consciousness fluctuations.

It is not the so-called difference in form before, but a thorough transformation and sublimation, which is somewhat similar to the dynamic vision of the goshawk. It is to look at the overall situation with a relatively blurred global vision. Only by locking the target and locking the focal length to enlarge the magnification will enough information be composed of a detailed picture. At present, only by condensing and projecting the consciousness into a specific vortex of thinking can the clear thinking consciousness be reconstructed.

Through the deep assimilation consciousness of the abyss and the grand joyful carnival of using the plane system as a sacrifice, the possible remnants of the original sin incarnation were also erased. At this point, there is no longer the Demon King, there is only the tyrant who controls the greed and original sin, there is no longer the Flame Demon Lord Ragnaros, there is only the Flame Demon who controls the fury of the original sin, there is no longer the Elf Mage or the Ming Dynasty scholar, there is only the Pure Land Demon who controls the original sin, there is no longer the Medanzo or the Tree of Life, there is only the Holy Son who controls the arrogant Original Sin......

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