Twilight Empire, "Waiting City", Royal Palace. Apex 23S.

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"Your Majesty, Diesel wants to see you." Chief Jonte reported to Black Sharp.

Black Sharp thought to himself: Why are you looking for me? Who in the entire Twilight Empire doesn't know that I just take over and do nothing? But it was boring anyway, so he nodded: "Let him in."

Diesel bowed conscientiously as soon as he came in. Seeing his frightened look, Black Sharp couldn't help but find it funny. The manager prepared a chair for Diesel (anyone who saw his face would definitely think that he was so weak)

Unable to stand).

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"Your Majesty, actually I am not here to see you this time, but I want to ask Master Christo for advice."

Black Fengrui was greatly surprised, but still said: "Get up, someone is looking for you."

Christo emerged from his ear and turned to Diesel leisurely: "Hello, what do you want from me?"

Although he had heard about the parasites of the new majesty, Diesel was still more embarrassed. You know, alien creatures are the culprits that trample the world! He asked cautiously: "Master Christo, why do alien creatures have no souls?"

,Have you thought about it?"

Upon hearing this question, Black Fengrui also became more energetic.

What kind of life forms are alien creatures? Why can’t all common sense in the world of Qiankun apply to them?

Christo stretched out his longer body and approached quietly until he was still ten centimeters away from Diesel's face. Diesel was not an undead creature. He could feel the cold, as if the temperature on his body was even higher.

Being stripped clean by the translucent pipeline, he suddenly remembered that Christo, like Xue Duo, was a pioneer from another world, and it would be effortless to kill him.

When Diesel's cold sweat was about to break out, Christo said: "Of course I have thought about it, but I am not the kind of character who pursues the root cause. After all, the concept of 'soul' is only used in your world.

, has nothing to do with us.”

"Yes, alien creatures are existences that we cannot understand. Any intelligent life has independent thinking ability, its own memory and personality, which is what we call spiritual imprint. Logically speaking, it can talk to me

You should also have a soul. But if I use the [Eye of the Soul] to observe from the soul level, I can only see Your Majesty, but not you. It’s like I’m talking to insects, and they don’t have souls either.”

(Hei Fengrui listened with great interest. At this time, Chief Jonte leaned over and said in his ear: "Your Majesty, please excuse me. If necessary, please summon me." After receiving His Majesty's approval, he left gracefully)

"But under our experiments, some insects infected by alien creatures have soul reactions. Logically speaking, insects are not intelligent and should not have souls."

"You?" Black Fengrui interjected: "The Twilight Empire was established after the 'Doomsday Confrontation'. Where did you find samples infected by alien creatures?"

"That was when I was still in the Dark Church."

Christo brought the conversation back: "You mean, the combination of alien creatures and insects, these two soulless lives, produced souls? We unlocked their intelligence?"

"Yes, this is actually easy to understand." Diesel took out two things, one was a finger-sized soul gem, and the other was blood bones. "Soul gems and blood bones are both pure. Let me explain first, the soul gem is made of

It is made of pure spirit beings compressed, while blood and bones are condensed from resentment. Resentment is a strong negative mental imprint."

He brought the blood bones into contact with the soul gem. He saw the blood bones erupt with red light, and the red slowly seeped into the gem, forming wonderful lines. With a whoosh, the gem ignited, forming a ball of soul fire.

"Spiritual imprint is the essence of personality. As long as the spiritual imprint is immortal, the soul fire can be ignited on any soul gem to achieve the effect of infinite rebirth. The lich's phylactery is exactly based on this principle. The necromancer puts his own spirit into it.

By giving a brand to a corpse and constructing a virtual personality, you can artificially create undead creatures."

Christo shrank back: "In other words, we are equivalent to necromancers?"

Diesel blinked and did not answer.

Christo shrank halfway and froze: "Wait a minute, aren't we equivalent to blood and bones?! We are spiritual imprints?!" It was so excited, flashes of light flashing through its body.

"It can be understood this way. To be more precise, it is a creature that only has a spiritual imprint but no soul. This can be explained."

"This is just nonsense in your cognition!" Christo twisted back and forth, as if pacing in mid-air: "Without a soul, how can a spiritual imprint exist?"

"The soul is a kind of energy, so you just need to find a substitute, which is another kind of energy. Your spiritual imprint is attached to various energies such as light, heat, electromagnetism, etc., so you have 'superpowers'. In our case

There is a similar situation in the world of , that is, elemental creatures, their spiritual imprints are attached to elements, so they naturally know how to use "magic". "Power" and "magic" have the same purpose, so you can create magic patterns for your majesty.

"

"Do you think we are similar to elemental creatures?"

"This is the most interesting part. I heard that there are 'genes' in other worlds? Genes determine our appearance. It makes sense that the genes of alien creatures and elemental creatures are different. With flames as the body,

And using heat as energy for the body may be two different evolutionary branches."

Christo was silent, seeming to be thinking.

Diesel said: "I was recently compiling "Soul Overview" and was stuck at a bottleneck. At this time, I suddenly learned of a discovery that can be said to be the most shocking in the academic world this year. The Dark Church used the 'Starry Night Lens' and spent a lot of time

After five years of hard work, we finally cracked the mental imprint of alien creatures."

The damage caused by the "Doomsday Confrontation" is too great. The world of Qiankun cannot be beaten in vain. Many forces are looking for ways to win. The Dark Church is by no means the first, and it will never be the last. Capture the enemy's ** samples and proceed.

Research, alien creatures have also done a lot in this matter, and Christo will certainly not complain. Instead, it is now very interested in the discoveries of the Dark Church.

"There is an underlying instruction in the spiritual imprint of alien creatures: kill all living things in the universe. Its priority is even tied with survival, which seems to explain the crazy offensive behavior of alien creatures."

"In other words, 'hatred of the universe' has been written in our genes...who wrote it?"

Diesel waved his hand quickly: "Don't think in this dangerous direction. Unfounded guesses are too dangerous for spiritual imprints. The spirit is more fragile than you think. As a soul mage, I still have the right to speak on this point.

Yes. I think, just like "beasts are afraid of flames", "hatred of the universe" may just be an instinct, which is gradually formed during the evolution of alien creatures. It must be traced back to the distant past. Now there is a feeling in the academic world

Argument: This is not the first 'doomsday confrontation'. It may have happened once or more in ancient times, which caused the two worlds to become enmity, which eventually led to the extreme hatred of alien creatures towards the world of Qiankun. This also involves

'The Ruler of the Old Era', further research is completely taboo, and even Oscol has not been able to successfully investigate it."

Seeing Christo's silence, Diesel smiled again and said: "You said you are not the type to get to the bottom of things, so you probably won't read history."

"Of course, but I have one more question to ask, and you only need to answer my question... What if someone really wrote the order? I really care about it. That order is our fate, but I really hope

My destiny is decided by myself! I risked my life to open the genetic lock and put in so much effort. I can’t just kill you! Answer me, Diesel, is there really a possibility that someone is in our genes?

Write instructions on it and use us as biological weapons?"

("Hey!" Black Fengrui tugged on Christo. His old partner seemed really excited, even blurting out such secrets as "opening the gene lock")

"Master Christo, do you have faith?"

"Yes. We are fragments of burnt ashes. The gods breathe on us and watch us dance involuntarily, and they take pleasure in it. When they tire of the game, we fall into the void.

, return to the embrace of Silent Serens. Do you mean... that the gods wrote instructions in our genes?"

"If all phenomena were attributed to gods, there would be no scholars in the world." When Diesel said this, he showed a kind of arrogance that allowed him to talk and laugh in front of the pioneers from other worlds. But he quickly remembered

The difference in strength between the two sides, he smiled humbly and flatteringly: "I am thinking about another aspect. You said that you are the ash fragments after burning, so what exactly was burned?"

"Is it the world? Or an unknown creation god? At this point, the legend is very vague, and I don't know very clearly. Is this important?"

"I think that by clarifying this, we can understand the meaning of the existence of alien creatures. I just associate the word 'fragment' with the belief of elemental creatures. They believe that the world is a life form called 'Gaia'. No need

Appearing in the image of gods, the universe itself has consciousness, and we are all part of this consciousness. When we do something that harms the world, the world will punish us from all aspects until the behavior is eliminated (or the behavior is eliminated)

to the person himself).”

Diesel took out another larger piece of blood bone, moved the soul fire that was still burning in his hand, and activated [Soul Sacrifice Explosion]. After sitting in the office for so long, he still had enough magic skills to explode the

It was controlled within a very small range, and the solid blood and bones were broken into pieces, and the fragments were scattered everywhere.

A large piece of spiritual imprint was broken into many spiritual imprints.

Christo let out a long sigh.

Is this the answer it seeks?
Chapter completed!