Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 344

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 344]

Ciel couldn’t find the value of continuing the conversation verbally, so he simply started to attack, turning the red blade, dozens of red blade phantoms slashed at the original hunter one after another.

Each knife is extremely fast, and each knife has the lethality to end the battle immediately.

“Without a trace.” The original hunter chanted the spell, and instantly the countless blade shadows and red mist around him disappeared.

Ciel’s heart skipped a beat, and he noticed that the gem-shaped red divinity suddenly cracked.

Some of the power really dissipated and was invisible, just as the spell described.

This guy is… unfathomable.

The reality-bending abilities are as terrifying as other high-ranking demons.

Don’t approach it rashly, if that spell is used directly on me, I’m afraid I will be disabled.

“Are you wise?”

“I still have confidence in my own wisdom,” Charles said.

“Those who love wisdom have always believed that they are stupid. If you know your unwisdom, you can set foot in true wisdom and knowledge.” The original hunter said.

Unfathomable.

Ciel looked at the primordial hunter.

He is terrifying, but not that terrifying. After all, the power of the Demon God is limited in our world, and it is impossible to kill me in an instant, and I have multiple methods, so there is always a way to really affect him.

The spell can’t be used, the spell system was designed by the original hunter, and releasing it in front of him would be self-defeating.

Just as he was preparing to deal with it, the Primordial Hunter raised his hand and pointed at Ciel.

What kind of attack could this be?

“Daigo empowerment,” said the original hunter.

Charles accepts infinite wisdom.

What may be coming is medical stuff, the jumble of internal cervical digastric lymph nodes and carotid sheath and splenic sinus macrophages, mixed with toxicology and pharmacy, quickly injected into Shire’s consciousness.

Then he saw the microscopic yield limit of the material. He understood every word, but he didn’t quite understand the connection. After that, a series of black numbers generated out of thin air were engraved into his memory. Each character was very unfamiliar, like a book from heaven. It was marked with the difference equation and the highest order of the difference, and he couldn’t understand the conjunction.

The vast knowledge also includes completely complicated content, such as third-rate magazines, and a lot of content is written in other languages. The technical blockade of the Vernons, and they don’t care about a legendary being named Hafeden in the world of Salwarrahan who uses an airborne camera to observe the neighboring world, but these unimaginable knowledge of orders of magnitude is still frantically directed to him. instill in the brain.

The brain is bursting inch by inch—

This knowledge is no longer a precious gift to him, but a hot branding iron, forcibly piercing his spirit, violently opening up his own space in his not wide consciousness, and madly occupying the sudden changes inside. touch and oppress the living space of the original memory and consciousness.

With too much information, Ciel instinctively opens up the white divinity to process more knowledge, but this leads to even more dire consequences.

Originally, the endless wisdom bestowed by the original hunter was like the ocean pressing on an inch-wide hole. The endless water tried to pour into Ciel’s mind through this narrow hole, and the pressure was already great.

Opening up the white divinity now is like opening up this hole. It can indeed swallow more information streams at the same time, but Ciel’s brain simply cannot accept so much complicated knowledge.

The small amount of messy information he had dealt with before was enough to give him a splitting headache. Now a huge amount of information is entering at the same time, overlapping and overlapping. The amount of input in a short period of time is so large that the brain cells are overloaded, which is manifested in the abnormal rapid expansion of the soul. The soul carries human knowledge, memory and emotions. In order to receive so much information, Ciel’s brain is rapidly collapsing, while the soul is morbidly expanding and swollen, which is full of wisdom that he needs or does not need. , more knowledge and knowledge are constantly being injected into it.

He lost control of his body, fell to the ground, and the operation of his divinity was stagnant.

“So it’s called Chao Wendao, but it’s okay to die in the evening.” The original hunter slowly walked past Ciel’s twitching body lying on the ground.

Chapter 424 Release the Devil

Ciel’s consciousness was torn apart, pushed, and most of it burst apart in an instant, only a small piece of consciousness was reduced to the edge of his spiritual world.

The fringes were the most desolate, crammed with what he had purposely alienated: memories of demons.

The human brain has a self-protection mechanism that automatically blurs the most unbearable and disgusting details in life. The memories of demons are obviously among them. He doesn’t want to see them at all, and it’s very dangerous here. Demons are supernatural beings. They can Live on the level of consciousness.

As long as they are witnessed, they will leave afterimages of demons. Once they are neglected, they will climb out again, pollute the soul, and even regenerate through his body.

The Ciel could see them clearly now.

A group of demons were sitting, standing, or clinging to the outer wall of the spirit, staring grimly at Ciel’s hazy consciousness, intending to devour him alive.

Some memories are long and dim, while others are fresh and profound. The reflection of these demon afterimages is the transparency of their bodies.

“Quack.” The little devils were playing with each other’s butts. They could hardly see clearly, and Ciel had only the vaguest impression of such a low-level kid.

“Look who this is.” The winged demon slowly probed towards the Ciel.

“It’s you.” Charles frowned.

It was still tall and strong, wrapped in black iron chains with metal plates embedded in its face, and Ciel still had a clear memory of the first demon he personally dealt with.

“I’m excited to see you dying,” said the winged demon.

“I’m much stronger now than I was six years ago, and I can beat you at once,” said Ciel.

“I’m satisfied,” said the Winged Demon. “My Demon Soul was absorbed by Gladius, and your memory of me kept me here. It’s funny…”

“You still have a body.” The voice prince is now a floating mass of black souls. “What do I have?”

The charr’s memory of it is only its demon soul.

“Ow!” The giant demon smashed the wall of nothingness at the spiritual frontier. It was one of the three demons in Forestside Fort, and beside it were two other demons who died faster and had a worse impression, and could hardly see clearly.

“Weak, nausea.” The faceless demon opened his ugly mouth full of sharp teeth.

“Why didn’t you kill the charr in the melting pot?” the giant-winged demon complained, with the skulls of the hundreds of creatures it slaughtered hanging from its wings.

“You are always arrogant, and I intend to punish you,” said the Faceless Demon.

“My Primarch reborn in hell will definitely settle accounts with you,” said the giant-winged demon.

“Hell is so vast that it’s hard to see you again. With your weakness, you will perish twice.” said the faceless demon.

The giant-winged demon flapped its wings and even planned to do it here.

“I said why you two demon vanguards are making a fuss.” The death demon Nazarius whispered, its wings folded and its arms interlaced across its chest like a deformed cross.

“Why are you making a noise, sub-lord.” The cloak demon said, it floated out of thin air, hiding thousands of cold bones under the black cloak.

Only the head of the great demon Andumara is here, and Ciel has never seen its body, so he has not left an impression in his memory.

Hearing the cloaked demon’s words, Andumara opened its six hollow eyes and stared at the cloaked demon, silenced.

“I advise everyone below the Demon God to value peace…” Thousands of tentacles of the Demon God of Peace shook up and down.

“Quack quack quack—ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow—” Gladiu’s afterimage howled furiously, “Is it your turn to speak? Is it your turn to speak now? I am the most powerful! Only me!”

Only the torn shadow sitting on the throne in the corner said nothing.

Ciel has not dared to observe its image so far, it will cause the next round of mental breakdown, when the consciousness will inevitably collapse, and there is no possibility of repair.

“I was crowded here by the infinite wisdom bestowed by the Demon God of Wisdom.” Ciel turned to look at his heart, which was riddled with holes.

His oval-shaped spiritual world was squeezed by the endless flow of information in all directions, twisted and cracked like an egg shell under force, every crack was shaking, and then it was quickly broken, and large pieces fell from it, colorful data and Knowledge followed, rushing in, savagely pouring out into Ciel’s originally well-ordered mind, grabbing space everywhere, eroding his original consciousness and thinking ability, and soon his original wisdom would be gone. Covered by a huge amount of foreign knowledge.

This situation was quite horrifying, and it made Xia Er worry unceasingly.

If my brain can bear so much wisdom, it will be a feat that shocks the past and the present. I can really absorb the infinite knowledge bestowed upon him by the Demon God of Wisdom and become a genius of Yingwu, but I can’t do it, what a brain Can’t absorb this magnitude of knowledge.

“Gahahahahahahahaha!” Gladiu shouted, “You can’t do anything without me!”

“Objectively speaking, it’s still a lot of work,” Ciel said. “You are demons, and there should be a way to deal with it.”

“The question is, why should we help you?” the winged demon sat up. “If it weren’t for your long torment and yours, I would continue to devour souls.”

“Because your existence is also based on my memory,” Ciel said. “If my mind completely collapses, these afterimages of you will also be gone.”

“You also said that we are only afterimages,” said the winged demon. “We have already died on the level of physical structure, living in your spirit as memory fragments.”

“I have been bound by complete consciousness before, and now this human brain is not clear, we can escape and join the body!” The voice prince shouted.

“The outside world is filled with the source rules of this world, and once it appears, it will be torn to shreds,” said the winged demon.

“You want to trick us into fighting for you? Gah—how stupid mortals are! How can we work for you without a soul?” the giant demon roared.

“You memory fragments, after swallowing your soul, will swell up again and become demons, right?” Ciel asked.

“Indeed,” said the Peace Demon God.

“That will also be related to the ontology construction?”

“The essence is the same. There is an eternal connection between the main body and the avatar. Once the essence is regained, if it collapses here, it will return to hell.” The Peace Demon said.

“Interesting…” Ciel suddenly thought of a method.

“Come to me for help! I knew it! I won’t help you! I’ll watch you suffer!” Gladiu screamed.

“It doesn’t really matter to you,” Charles said.

“What!” Gladiu’s afterimage scolded, “Come and ask me for help! If you ask me to help, I will definitely come! If you move your fingers, I will help you!”

“I really don’t need you,” Charles said.

“What are you trying to do! Look down on me! My body will kill you right away! I will communicate with myself right away!” Gladiu was furious.

These demonic illusions are all his own memories, so he can amplify the strength of a certain memory fragment through repeated recall.

He kept recalling his own scene in the realm of the Peace Demon, so the image of the Peace Demon became clearer and brighter, while the memories of other demons temporarily dimmed.

“Oh?” The Demon God of Peace was curious, “what do you want Yu to do?”

“Let’s make a deal,” Ciel said. “Your body has just died once, and it must be very weak after rebirth. After you eat your soul and return to your body in hell, it will help you survive the initial period of weakness.”

“Gah! You fucking! You can’t cooperate with demons!” Gladiu scolded vaguely.

“First of all, I don’t engage in dogmatism, and secondly, I think the Peace Demon is friendlier than many humans…” Ciel said.

“What a peaceful speech.” The Peace Demon God was deeply honored.

“Follow me.” Ciel led the activated Peace Demon towards his sickly swollen soul.

The flesh ball has many tentacles and is bright all over. It slides in the air and quickly enters the memory area. The other demon phantoms behind him can’t move because they have been deliberately forgotten, and can only stare at the Peace Demon God jealously.

The Demon God of Peace observes Ciel’s disintegrating kingdom of consciousness. The inside has been shattered, the barrier of consciousness has cracked countless large holes, and the colorless information flow frantically blasts into the depths of Ciel’s mind, occupying the original memories, smashing them and then burying them in the ruins among.

It immediately extended its countless fleshy tentacles, quickly plugging the hole in Ciel’s spirit, and instead of Ciel’s body, it devoured those large amounts of knowledge.

Knowledge, emotion, and memory all constitute the soul in a broad sense. Now that it is injected into the body of the Peace Demon God, its flesh ball body instantly swells.

Back in the real world, there is a corresponding projection.

Ciel’s body was still twitching, the original hunter first crossed Ciel, but he noticed the clue before he took two steps.

“Bax?” The original hunter turned around suddenly and saw a huge milky white shadow appearing on Ciel’s back, gradually solidifying.

As soon as it appeared, it was besieged by the power of the real world, and it should have dissipated in an instant, but the wisdom bestowed by the original hunter on Ciel is endless, and the speed of devouring the power of the Peace Demon God is faster than the speed of weakening it in the real world, allowing it to find an opportunity Armed, build a layer of flesh-colored demonic surface to protect the fragile demon souls inside. A large number of tentacles evolve and protrude from them. The number is changeable, sometimes endless, sometimes few, and difficult to observe.

“It’s Yu, the wise Sabian Qia, the elder in hell, oh, we haven’t seen each other for a long time. The long-lost wisdom has made Yu even wiser.” The Peace Demon floated in the hall and asked the original hunter. He stretched out his large tentacles covered with sarcomas, “Have you seen the truth of peace at the end of your wisdom? Please tell Yu.”

“Wisdom has no end.” The original hunter, “Four points five—”

He consciously kept his mouth shut.

The original hunter who was affected by the power of peace could no longer release the curse of causing damage, and could only stand in stunned silence.

“Now we can sit back and talk about wisdom.” The Peace Demon floated down and stroked the face of the original hunter with his tentacles, “Why did you think about coming here to create wars and disasters?”

“It is too much to ask for peace, and a hundred eyes are blind.” The original hunter said, “There will be a battle, and one will die.”

The Peace Demon God could feel the approaching Longhorn Legion outside, and then looked down at Ciel himself, who was twitching due to brain damage.

[End of This Chapter]