Chapter 262 Divinity, animal nature, all human nature (two in one)
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
The black boulder was chopped into cracks.
One knife.
Another knife.
It has been more than thirty years since A Chou started practicing. Day after day, year after year, he wields the knife every day except eating and sleeping. He is like a robot, swinging the knife for more than ten hours every day.
His knife still looks simple and straightforward, without any fancy features and is so simple that one can see through it at a glance.
"He doesn't have any distracting thoughts. Swinging the sword makes him happy, which is the only meaning of his life."
This is what everyone says about him.
Ah Chou is said to be a human being sent by the ancestor Irfan. He seems to have some kind of transformed fighting form and has the same huge potential as the ancestor Irfan.
At the beginning, Arthur was very caring. After all, he was as powerful as a high elf. The first time he met him, he had a fourth-level cultivation. At that time, Arthur saw that this young man liked to wield that ugly ax all day long.
, and gave him a sharp long knife.
So A Chou very casually dropped the ax and started swinging the knife.
However, it was gradually discovered later that A Chou seemed to have no fighting form, only such an ugly humanoid body, and over the past thirty years, his cultivation level would drop out of thin air every once in a while, and he had always maintained at the level of the fifth level.
Gradually, Arthur became disappointed with him and ignored him.
This is a human being with a low IQ, even like a fool. When you usually talk to him, he just listens quietly, waving his knife while listening, without reacting.
"This is the flaw of us humans! Not only will we suffer from diseases, but we will also suffer from deformities." Some people long for the perfect form of elves.
Even after countless years, some people have gradually developed the habit of whispering secretly to the knife-wielding A Chou when they have secret concerns, confessing, worrying, and praying.
Nor will I tell the secret to others.
Stupid A Chou, he is a very qualified listener.
Gradually, over the course of thirty years, he got the name "The Listening Chou".
Many people will develop the habit of praying and complaining. Even some thieves and thugs will come to A Chou and tell A Chou about their proud achievements because they have no one to show off to, and then continue to steal.
A Chou wields his knife on the mountain every day, forming a landscape.
He can hear many dirty and evil things that many people will never hear in their lifetime, the pure love thoughts of young girls, the confessions of old people, the worries of strong people in cultivation, and the sufferings of poor people.
A Chou listened to so much about the trivial life in the mortal world and the good and evil of human nature, but it was as if he did not hear it. The knife was still steady and unaffected by the mortal world, and it landed on the blade accurately and repeatedly.
Swinging a knife seems to be A Chou's entire life.
clang!
clang!
clang!
In front of a huge cliff, A Chou was still wielding his sword.
At this time, the end of mankind has come. Standing behind him, there are many people praying, even more than all the people in the past thirty years. Old people, women, children, and adults all come to pray devoutly before their death.
This is the psychological comfort they have developed over the past thirty years, and it still continues.
In the past, they all came alone and secretly expressed their feelings when no one was around. But in front of death, they no longer had to hide their secrets or care about other people's eyes. Everyone was murmuring to themselves and talking to someone.
There is only one: A Chou who listens.
Clang clang clang!
A Chou swung the ax, but still didn't notice anything. He continued to swing the ax amidst the muttering of countless people.
The first day after the declaration of war passed.
Countless people were praying and telling their experiences on this day. Some thugs went crazy and burned, killed and looted everywhere, but they were stopped by human warriors. This was the darkest and most catastrophic day.
The next day passed.
On this day, people's safety was guaranteed, people moved from turmoil to stability, and began their last prayers in life. In front of A Chou, people gradually began to tell, communicate, and discuss with each other, and they were filled with sobs and tears.
Even thieves, snitches, and robbers were confessing to everyone, wailing and crying.
And they made a surprising discovery: there seemed to be more than one A Chou.
"What, there is an A Chou on the mountain in your tribe? He is swinging his sword constantly!?"
"Ah Chou didn't escape from the distant Montu Mountains with refugees like us, but has been here all this time?"
"There is also an A Chou over there who keeps swinging a knife. We all call him Foolish A Chou! We also talk to him about our concerns!"
"That ugly guy we call him slow! Pretty much the same!"
"If you add up your tribe and our tribe, there will be four Ah Chou in total?"
clang!
Dangdang!
A Chou was still wielding the knife.
But the people praying were caught in a strange situation.
Before, human tribes were quite primitive and were scattered and hidden in dense forests. They each avoided the pursuit of elves and had almost no communication with each other. Even strong men like Arthur did not have time to communicate with all tribes. But now a catastrophe has broken out.
Only a small number of refugees who died gathered together, and people exchanged information, only to discover this horrific fact.
"A Chou, are you really stupid?"
"Who is he?"
The third day has arrived.
Humanity is still praying, but not all of them are taking it lightly, because today is the final war. Human Arthur challenges the Elf Emperor Yumia to decide the final fate of mankind.
At this moment.
The sky is shaking, the leaves are rustling in the sky.
A ray of light was faintly revealed in the clouds, and a ray of holy white light shone down the valley, like a sharp arrow beam. Eleven great ancient beings focused their eyes on this mortal land.
"The war is about to end"
"Our hands are stained by blood donation, but we will spend the rest of our lives repenting"
In the sky above Bilomon, countless horned eagles and huge Chimera beasts were flying like shadows of huge wings among the white clouds. Countless elves whispered and did not dare to approach the battlefield. No one dared to approach due to the pressure of Emperor Yumia.
.
In the mountains not far away, countless people, residents of every town and tribe, stood densely on high places, overlooking the battlefield in the valley in the distance.
“When our ancestors stole the forbidden fruit, when we were born into the mortal world, when we were deprived of our divinity and drowned in suffering.”
For a while, vaguely, the songs spread by the human tribes were faintly heard, spreading around the entire valley, the notes vibrated, and merged into the sharp ears of the elves on the heights.
Almost the entire valley sounded a synchronized sad dirge at this moment.
"We have no choice." Arthur, a human swordsman wearing a huge black armor, inserted a giant sword into the ground with both hands, looked at the Yumia Emperor in front of him, and showed a free and easy smile.
"We brothers, fight together."
A tall demon, covered in flames, with two twisted spiral horns on his head, Demon Ruel also stood there, "Yumia, you may not be able to defeat us two brothers."
"Is this your last strength?"
Emperor Yumia looked calm, with his bare jade legs covered in flame spells.
boom!
With a kick in the air, large drops of sweat were shed, turning into ripples and flashes like breathing, as if a huge invisible coercive net enveloped the valley, pressing hard in all directions.
Even the horned eagle knights in the sky and the humans on the mountain top not far away felt invaded by a huge pressure. They could not open their eyes, their breathing was suppressed, and they bent down in pain.
Wow!!
Countless grays rolled and surged, forming a thin red mushroom cloud in mid-air like a nuclear explosion. The mushroom cloud slowly stirred and converged, converging into a face and turning into a huge towering black statue of an elf girl.
A huge and vast statue stands on the ground, with a smile on its face, and its hands wrapped around the poisonous wheel. It is red, clear and exquisite, as if it is the only true god in heaven and earth, an eternal miracle like the Statue of Liberty, standing on the valley.
All the creatures in the entire valley were shaken mentally, feeling a huge stinging sensation, and the overwhelming and violent air pressure made them unable to breathe.
"The dragon's power far exceeds that of the giant dragon, and the song of the coercive condensed shadow." Arthur's expression turned bitter as he looked at the figure of the invincible Elf Emperor, the legendary most powerful being, the God of Elf.
I originally thought that they were qualified for a battle, but who knew that they had already been thrown away and disappeared.
Just this terrifying condensed coercion and the huge form of condensed breath made it impossible for them to open their eyes, and any back-ups left behind were useless.
"I am not tyrannical. I am killing just to bring us peace. I will give you a painless death, including all human beings."
Yumia glanced at him, cast a cold gaze, and waved his hand.
Bang!
Yumia's figure flickers like a ghost.
Arthur and Rule's bodies seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible force, and they quickly flew backwards on the ground. Large amounts of blood seeped from their bodies, and they were severely injured in an instant.
"No!!" A blue light came from a distance and fell on the two of them.
Gilna knelt down, picked up her two children, and stopped them in front of them.
"Gilna" Yumia's face flashed with a hint of complexity, and eventually her face gradually turned cold. This was a battle of positions. She knew that she had to bear the iron-blooded reputation and be ruthless in order to completely regain peace for the elves.
Boom!
The huge wind pressure flashed again, and overwhelming violence came, crushing the three of them.
The next second, the sky fainted in circles, and the blood-colored ripples turned into flames and struck quickly, and a huge demon body fell to the ground. Irfan was finally here. He could truly become a demon and be selfish, but in the end he let go.
No less than Gilna.
"Go!" he growled, his eyes blood red.
Yumia is incredible now. If there is no path to the seventh level, she has entered the seventh level. Even so, she is about to find the next path.
"You finally showed up." Yumia said calmly.
"Go quickly!!"
Irrfan roared again!
Click
The next second, his entire demonic body flew backwards.
At this moment, the earth held its breath completely, and the horned eagle archers in the sky were silent. Seeing this devastating war, they knew that the final curtain was about to fall.
On the top of the mountain, the tribal folk songs of people lamenting came to an abrupt end.
Bang bang bang!
In a mountain village somewhere, people were still surrounding A Chou.
Although they didn't know what the war was like, they were still praying, wailing, and repenting, and all kinds of voices came and went.
A Chou slowly opened his eyes, as if he had sensed something. He suddenly looked around and said in a complicated voice: "Tell me, who came first in this world: gods or humans?"
Ah Chou actually spoke!
Countless people were trembling and looking at him.
Which came first, God or man?
The answer is beyond doubt.
God existed first, and then man can be human. After all, man is the life after God stole the forbidden fruit, lost his divinity, and fell.
"But I have listened to you talking about kindness, love and hate, killing, stealing, and being proud for a long time. It seems to me that only the humans in this world have gods." A Chou's words were simply rebellious. "People are better than gods."
More complete, divinity is only the human side. It seems that the elves have separated the kindness of people and become an independent group. Because the elves are kind, gentle, and brave, they can protect them without worrying about betrayal until they reach that unique
The existence appeared and stole the forbidden fruit.”
they?
Who does it refer to?
The humans around were trembling.
Stupid Achou
Silent Achou
He never spoke, he just kept chopping the boulder silently.
But when he spoke at this time, he was like a wise man, shocking the world!
A Chou raised his head and looked at the swaying leaves in the sky. The dappled sunlight shone down on the earth. His voice was extremely penetrating, as if it turned into a beam of light and pierced the sky. "Divine nature, animal nature, are all human nature."
As soon as these words came out, it was like a huge earthquake.
The leaves in the entire sky started to tremble.
"It turns out it's true, I understand."
A faint voice sounded, and A Chou silently inserted several machetes like red chess pieces on his back, and disappeared in vain.
"It's time to end it." Yumia suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, feeling that some transparent figure was coming silently, with a biting chill.
She suddenly turned her head, using her mental power, she saw a translucent figure hidden in the air, as if separated by a translucent air barrier.
"Wind Step."
A simple and unpretentious machete fell quickly, cutting a huge ravine in the earth.
