I Created the Salvation Organization

It's an indescribably wonderful feeling.

It seems that I have integrated into the ubiquitous wind and the world, or in other words, the wind has become an extension of the body, and every surge brings spiritual sublimation.

Before he knew it, Warren was fascinated.

If other people looked over at this time, they would find that one of Warren's arms had gradually aligned with the flow of air, like a weightless plastic bag.

Not only that.

Together with the old fisherman's arm, it seems to contain some unique texture, or is painting a mysterious figure, stirring the wind of the whole world, unconsciously carrying a sacred atmosphere, and gradually affecting The surrounding world.

However, just when this dancing was about to reach its peak, Warren was suddenly shocked.

From that mysterious state, he withdrew abruptly, and then panted heavily.

In front of him, the old fisherman had already fallen to the ground, and standing in front of the old fisherman was naturally their captain, the supreme doll covered in black robes.

"Follow me." The supreme puppet named Kong Ze simply said a word, and then left.

Warren gritted his teeth, shook his head vigorously, and followed behind Kong Ze.

One of his arms had begun to ooze with bright red blood, hanging unnaturally by his side. He knew that the bones and flesh of this arm had been completely scrapped, and now it was just a pile of fleshy paste wrapped in skin, even Still no pain, just because of the strange strength, but now, because the nerves in the entire arm have been completely necrotic.

And when Warren followed Kong Ze back to the small room, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Because here, the three who left just now have all returned here impressively, and everyone, including Mrs. Berkeley, has a limp arm.

Even John, whose arm has been made into an alchemy doll, is the same.

Rather, John is the one with the worst complexion among all the people at this moment. His alchemy puppet arm has been disassembled and placed in front of him, completely turning into a pile of mud, and in John's eyes , with deep anger and sadness, this is probably the expression that Warren and others never imagined to appear on this pervert's face.

"You..." Warren hesitated briefly, but still asked aloud, "Did all of you encounter the same situation?"

"have to say.

"It was Kong Ze who answered him, "You guys are worse than I imagined. You have already known the danger of the evil god, but you still take the initiative to jump into the abyss. Berkeley is a little better, and you know how to let the rest People try it, but you tell me why you still take the initiative to try it when you know the whole process. "

"...Because of the guy I sent to try, there wasn't any problem."

Berkeley's voice was a little hoarse, although it still exuded fiery charm, but compared to just now, it was obviously decadent.

"So, you think I shouldn't stop you?" Kong Ze raised his voice, and it was obvious that he was a little angry.

But Berkeley shook his head and said, "I don't think so now, that distorted feeling... still remains in my heart."

There was even a little fear in her tone.

Warren was taken aback.

But he felt his own situation carefully, but he didn't realize what the distortion Berkeley was referring to.

"What do you think the evil god is?" Kong Ze's tone suddenly became extremely low. "Is it some kind of powerful monster that can twist the mind and change the will? If you think so, you are completely wrong. The evil god is not like this This kind of existence only exists to confuse human beings, and their sights don't pay much attention to human beings at all."

In a word, everyone suddenly opened their eyes wide.

In previous training, they did produce such images.

The horror of the evil god lies in its power to change the will and shape of human beings, turning human beings into outright monsters.

If the evil god doesn't care about humans, why would he do this?

"Don't you understand?" Kong Ze sneered, "Let me tell you, evil gods, in fact, there is no evil, no right or wrong, they are just purely powerful! They are so powerful that they can destroy everything in the whole world just by appearing." Twist to become your own shape! The reason why they are called 'evil' gods is relative to us humans! That is evil to humans!"

"..."

Warren and everyone froze.

They digest the meaning of the sentence.

It's not that they can't understand, but it's because they can understand that they are so shocked.

Just being strong can change everything in the world?

This has completely exceeded their imagination, and it cannot be described by adjectives such as the so-called sword master, legend, and supreme!

"Is it strange?" Kong Ze glanced at them indifferently, "The same sentence, said from the mouth of the strong, has a completely different influence from the mouth of the weak. This phenomenon has been further strengthened to a certain degree of conceptualization, let me ask you, based on what you just felt, do you feel any evil other than the influence of will?"

Warren hadn't been horrified until now.

He finally realized what Berkeley meant by "residual effects."

At the last moment of that initiation ceremony, he felt that his soul was sublimating. This was not some kind of illusion, but the real truth! Because at that time he had already begun to integrate into the magnificent nature, every inch of air flow was with him, as if he had established a connection with the whole world.

Magnificent, sacred, moving...

Thinking about it this way, the initial feeling of being unable to escape did not appear to be bewitched. It was just the instinct from life telling him that this was the right path.

"Wanfa is natural..." the ordinary-looking teammate whispered his first words, "At that time, I really came into contact with Wanfa. The state of law and nature, I am the world, and the world is me... This is the highest state in the inheritance I have practiced, so is my inheritance also evil?"

"That's right! For human beings, that's evil!" Kong Ze emphasized his tone unceremoniously, "This body blends into the world, and everything is just a mayfly. In the end, can it really be called a human being?"