The birth and origin of shadow monsters have always been a difficult problem for many researchers in the supernatural world.
But today, the extraordinary beings in Yandu witnessed with their own eyes the birth of one of the shadow monsters.
It only takes a few minutes for the vomited black liquid to wrap up and crush a living person, and finally turn it into a ball of shadow monsters crawling and squirming on the ground.
The flesh and blood will be infected and transformed by the sticky, dirty black liquid, and the self-consciousness will be washed away and reduced to fragments because it cannot absorb the sudden surge of knowledge.
When the infection and transformation of flesh and blood is completed and the consciousness is washed into pieces, a brand new shadow monster is born.
Most of those artificial psychics who were completely created by potions were affected by this and vomited a large amount of black liquid the moment the secret keeper came to this world.
Their minds have long established a close connection with the great will through repeated contacts. Their minds are like a network of interconnected sewer pipes. Once the sewers accumulate excessive sewage and feces, they will be destroyed in a short period of time. If the sewage cannot be treated and discharged, sewage and feces will flow out from all the drains connected to the sewer route.
To these artificial psychics, the existence of the Secret Keeper is like a 'sudden surge of excess sewage'.
Although he will give others knowledge, this knowledge is also poison with huge contamination.
Countless inhuman, crazy, common sense-subverting, incomprehensible knowledge, accompanied by negative and malignant emotions, surges out from the sea of collective unconsciousness and rises to the conscious mind. The vast amount of knowledge washes away the small consciousness of the individual. .
There may be one or two lucky people who can stabilize their personal consciousness in the wash of this long river of knowledge, and even interpret a lot of understandable knowledge from it, but this kind of resistance is almost meaningless, because they will face it again soon. The erosion of malignant emotions.
Countless intelligent creatures throughout the ages have left behind negative and malignant emotions in their thinking and survival. The number has become huge enough to affect reality. As matter materializes, artificial psychics will continue to emerge and transform them in the future. ,.
These malignant emotions turned into a turbid, disgusting black liquid, like black mud, like pus, and infected the real world through the vomiting of artificial psychics.
Now, after facing the secret keeper again, Wu Ming understood what the other person was - a collection of vicious emotions and irrational subconsciousness born from the sea of collective unconsciousness of intelligent creatures.
All negative and malignant emotions in people's hearts, as well as irrational thoughts, emotions and instinctive consciousness, not only form his basic structure, but also determine the development and growth direction of the secret keeper.
Because of the special nature of life, he does not need a specific body container to survive, and can live quietly in the heart of any advanced intelligent creature. He can be Otto, Alex, or Lin Jiao Jiao, she can be Zhao Sida, or she can be passers-by A, B, C, and D in the streets and alleys.
But it is precisely this strange nature of life that is destined to prevent a subconscious collective like him from coming to this world.
Because the components are too complex, once the body comes to this world, it will self-disintegrate just like every cell in the human body gains free consciousness, and then leaves the body to explore new continents and find new lives. Although as long as intelligent creatures still exist and have negative and malignant emotions, as well as thoughts, emotions and irrational parts controlled by instinct, the secret keeper can be reborn in the sea of collective unconsciousness countless times, but this way of death is still relatively difficult for him. Contradictory.
Therefore, the secret keeper currently standing in front of Wu Ming is just a side, a side whose desire for knowledge has been distorted and reversed the purpose and means.
Only when this avatar comes to the real world with a certain aspect solidified, can he avoid the ending of self-disintegration and successfully come out for a walk.
"No punch, no punch, no punch!" Facing the afterimages of fists that were all over the sky, the secret keeper unhurriedly struck out one after another, receiving each punch from Wu Ming accurately and quickly, and at the same time let out a weird cry. Voice, "wryyyyyy!"
Rather than saying that he was fighting, it would be better to say that he was obviously playing a game that he was enjoying.
"The last person who screamed like you had half of his body exploded with one punch." He couldn't take any advantage, but Wu Ming didn't admit defeat at all. He taunted the opponent and twisted He took out two flying knives shining with green light from his arms, "Eat my righteous poisonous flying knives!"
The secret keeper calmly used his fingers to clamp the poison-tempered flying knife that Wu Ming had taken out from nowhere: "No, no, no, I want to correct you. The last person who screamed like me had already killed the pink-haired moldy octopus. He was beaten until he sat up on the coffin board, and then became a gang boss. What you are talking about is the last one..."
But before he finished speaking, his expression changed.
The poison-quenching flying knife caught between his fingers suddenly expanded and deformed, turning into a fuse that was about to burn out, like a red tube in the animation... a bomb!
Bang!
The expanding fireball engulfed his figure in an instant. Wu Ming's shield deployed exploded the expanding air, but the glass and wooden boards that sealed the windows were not so lucky. The air waves shattered the glass and wooden boards, and tongues of fire came from behind. Erupted from these breaches.
The secret keeper rushed out of the boundless flames, with burn marks all over his body, and the right hand that had previously held the flying knife was blown to pieces.
"It's okay if you transform the shadow monster into a poison-quenching knife. Why do you want to transform it into a bomb? Why are you more sinister than me!"
"Stop the transformation of those people, then go back obediently, and I will have an upright duel with you that conforms to the moral principles of the world." Wu Ming said rubbish in his mouth, patted the floor lightly with one hand, and under the urging of the material conversion module When he moved, the material quickly transformed according to his will, and the ground suddenly bulged up to form two earth dragons that roared and bit into the secret keeper. At the same time, the other hand quietly crushed the blue card that flashed in the palm of his hand, "I don't have a phone number." Calling a cart of breadmen to beat you until you can't take care of yourself is enough to show mercy."
The speeding secret keeper didn't pay any attention to the two earth dragons that were biting him. He punched the air, and the air was compressed to the extreme under the pressure of incredible brute force and turned into a cannonball, blasting out like a torrent. The two menacing earth dragons were blown to pieces. At the same time, the air waves swept away the entire room. The floor was lifted up, and the only remaining furniture and appliances were blown away...
Persona·Jack Frost.
As time went by, the relevant information gradually returned from the observation station became more and more abundant. From the initial ignorance, it was later learned that attacking the secret keeper could indeed delay the transformation of those who took the medicine in Yandu. Speed, and now we know that the weapons and personas transformed by the shadow monster are the only means to effectively kill it, and the assistance of the observation station is indispensable.
A piercing chill started from the soles of his feet. A thick layer of ice had formed on the ground at some point, and the keeper's feet quickly froze. However, his forward momentum did not stop. With these forces colliding with each other, with a heartbreaking sound of shattering, his legs were finally frozen in place, while his body flew forward due to inertia.
But this played into the hands of the secret keeper.
He stretched his body in mid-air, and the bloody wound on his right arm quickly grew into a brand new arm after a burst of movement of granulation, and then followed the downward trend and trajectory...
The ten fingers were like swords piercing the invisible and transparent shield above Wu Ming's head!
