The Original Seeker Chapter 452: The demon disintegration

"Your path may not be right." Gaia retorted, "Whether it is fortune, Shinto, or your current network of thoughts, they are essentially an unstable way to gather people. It's comparable to the only way to practice true self."

"Get on the road." Bai Mo replied blankly after hearing these words.

Three simple words, mixed in the overwhelming white brilliance, carry the anger he once possessed. The sharp gaze revealed a trace of the true thoughts belonging to Bai Mo's heart.

Everyone who can read his eyes can see the gloominess contained in it, as if the rain is about to come.

If it were not for the people of the Red World, they suddenly provoked chaos and forced Bai Mo to crash into the world at least ten years before he had not made all the preparations, he might not have entered the predicament he is today.

According to the situation of the Huaya Federation a few years ago, the contradiction between him and others has not yet reached the point where it needs to be turned into a civil war immediately. Even if it is a hypocritical peace, it can be maintained for at least 20 or 30 years.

For decades, he has had the opportunity to experiment, let the test product thunder for himself little by little, and clear the obstacles that may be on the road to advancement.

Rather than being forced to be the test subject of my own conjecture like now, I was the first to embark on the path of my own conjecture.

It's a pity that Bai Mo, who has gradually lost his emotions, has become more and more difficult even in the expression of anger itself. He can only say these three words, plus a sharp gaze.

From the gradual disappearance of emotions to the indifferent attitude towards everything, in the end, I don’t even care about my own life or death, until I completely lose myself and become a stone in the true sense.

This is what he guessed. In the next few hundred years, he will most likely be on the path of no return.

……

"My brother, what a fight!!" Facing Bai Mo's pressing step by step, a majestic voice like a symphony burst out from the center of the battlefield.

The existence of red and purple, constantly peeling off bits and pieces of light, each reappears as a human monk watching the world.

One is a young man in a red robe who has been transformed by a disciple of the Red World. The casual clothes on the earth have become a set of fire-red Taoist robe.

The other is a heroic boy (female?) who was transformed by Gaia, who is indistinguishable from men and women. The purple dress has turned into an antique purple robe.

Although the human races on the Profound Sky Continent have completely different physical structures from the humans on Earth, there is not much difference in appearance.

The image they are showing now is exactly what they looked like when the body was still there.

The red brilliance that symbolizes resistance, and the purple brilliance that symbolizes destiny, burst out all the power at this moment, poured into the nine-character mantra to resist the ruthless crushing from the white light.

Even if they were clear, Bai Mo didn't have the ability to completely kill himself, and could only continuously strengthen the seal.

But if he really desperately used all his strength to maintain this seal before death, Gaia estimated that the seal would last at least thousands of years after his death.

A monster who has lost his emotions and desires and is on the verge of Taoism, no one can guess what he will do next moment.

In the thousand-year dark prison, Gaia doesn't think his will is strong enough to last until the seal dissipates. A sealed space of nothingness is the constant obliteration of self-existence.

Without the input of information, even information creatures that are almost indestructible will be wiped out bit by bit by the dullness of time.

Maybe the experiment will take thousands of years, but it is also an attempt by Baimo after all.

……

"Two fellow Taoists, I'm tired." When the fierce battle was going on, a sentence from the creator Yun Danfeng made the other two people suddenly had a bad feeling.

"This half-dead form of the demon is nothing but a failure of the Mahayana monks. Our road has been broken. Why should we continue to die? It would be better to reincarnate and rebuild? Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope for the summit in the future. "It continued.

"What are you talking about!"

"I'm not reconciled!" After hearing the words of the creator, the Citizen of the Red World gritted his teeth and said.

"I, Xue Daoyuan, practiced Taoism at the age of eight. I was destroyed at the age of eighteen. At the age of thirty-eight, my enemies were destroyed. During the three hundred years, my sect was 30 out of six. I was nicknamed "Blood Destiny." This thief bowed his head, reincarnated and rebuilt!"

After transforming into the appearance of the human race back then, the red-robed Taoist who claimed to be a member of the Red World and whose real name was Xue Daoyuan changed from his previous composure, and his eyes burned with unyielding flames.

"Have you not found out yet, the form of the demon is subtly distorting our temperament, and splitting out personalities with different thoughts bit by bit...The final ending is also to forget who we are." The creator, who has rarely spoken, rarely gave a detailed explanation.

"..." The Taoist in the red robe was lost in thought while running the part of the Nine-Character Mantra Array that belonged to him.

"Finally, give two daoists a gift, and the demon will disintegrate!"

The Jinjiaren projected by the creator instantly aroused a terrifying shock that spread to the world on the energy level and the information level.

The shock wave of the energy level is evenly transmitted to all corners of the earth by it. Almost everyone and animals can feel a breeze blowing on their faces.

But that's all.

If it was still the Great Monk of the consummation period when it was looking at the world, the energy impact of this self-detonation would indeed be enough to shake the entire earth into dust.

It's just that the creator didn't think about what he could do with this little energy. The real shock was placed on the information level!

The information shock wave accompanied by energy is a bit like an electromagnetic pulse bomb invented by humans~IndoMTL.com~ but the effect is infinitely higher.

Wherever the shock goes, all text and data are randomly rearranged.

Sentences in books become out-of-order words, songs recorded on audio tapes and CDs become noise, and information stored in memory and hard disks is also inevitable.

The craziest thing is the constant collapse of the world's financial system.

The deposit data in the bank is randomly modified. Ten yuan may be changed to one billion, and one billion may also be changed to ten. The primary database and the standby database are all invalidated.

As a result, the communication network was temporarily paralyzed, because all the information transmitted was meaningless.

"You!"

The creator, who has always been invisible, wants to destroy the foundation of the information age. Bai Mo can only let his power continue to extend outward, as far as possible to counteract the influence of the creator.

In this way, under the cover of the disintegration of the creator's demon, there will be a gap between the red world disciples and Gaia, which is a few seconds long.