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Chapter 162 Illusions

(I am too lazy to continue updating)

Prehistory, 20,000 BC.

On the vast land, the autumn grass withered, a group of people squatted on the ground, and in the open space in front of them was a bison with its four legs tied by ropes.

The ferocious bison struggled, trying to break free from the rope, making noises from time to time, and its thick breath spurted out from the cow's nostrils, forming two thick lines of white air...

Looking at the bison, which was barely captured alive at the expense of several tribal warriors, a skinny young man in the crowd could not help but swallow his saliva. One cow is enough for the entire tribe to eat for half a month, but here, no one can

Don't dare to move.

Because this is a sacrifice to "god".

"Win? Success? Huhulugu God, failure, death..."

The young man asked in a strange voice that sounded like a meaningless wail.

In this era, a mature language system has not yet been born, and people often dance while speaking, and even when they speak, they coo like apes.

The man who seemed to be the leader looked slightly older. Different from the nervousness of the young man, he looked more calm. On his body, you could vaguely see several deep wounds, the collision of horns, and the scratches of claws.

Tears, bite marks from wild beasts...everywhere could have killed him, but he managed to survive.

Looking at the young man, the man roared.

"God Huhulugu, death, we, no need for sacrifices, more food..."

Half roaring, half dancing, at the end of the sentence, he didn't know how to express it in language. Human beings who haven't established a whole set of abstract vocabulary don't know how to explain things that are difficult to explain with nouns.

Finally, the man simply stretched out his hand and hammered his chest hard.

Hammering oneself in the chest often refers to confidence in hunting success among tribesmen, but here, everyone can only feel his encouragement and an invisible belief.

"courage."

This word has not yet been coined by humans in the wilderness era. It is the spirit of giving up life and death and fighting against all things with a fearless attitude. Mountains, seas, rivers, and skies, there is nothing that cannot be challenged in the face of determination, even gods.

At this moment, a young man noticed something unusual.

"coming!"

he exclaimed.

Along with the commotion of the crowd, under the gaze of many eyes, a huge python slowly swam out from the deep grass. Everyone present had seen snakes, but they had never seen such a huge snake.

.

Its body is more than twenty meters long, as thick as a giant tree. Thin scales wrap the thick snake body. When it raises its head, it is as tall as two people. Its cold pupils make people shudder, and it spits out slender messages from time to time.

.

Huhululu God.

No one knows when this god was born, but it has already existed when these young people can remember. At the end of every autumn, the tribe must sacrifice a large animal to the Huhulugu god, otherwise the hungry Huhulugu god will

Then they would go to the tribe and use the people of the tribe as food, and would not leave until they were full.

No one can harm the god Huhurugu, never, not any animal, not even a man's spear.

For these young people, the huge python didn't seem to care, it just surrounded the huge bison. The bison seemed to be aware of the danger and its body was trembling.

Then, the snake opened its huge mouth and began to try to swallow the whole bison into its belly.

At this time, it was completely unaware that the young men squatting on the ground with nervous expressions were quietly gripping their own spears.

"Ahhh!"

As the man suddenly rose up, young men holding spears swarmed forward.

The young people either stood up from their crouching positions or were already moving forward, holding spears in their hands, and in front of them was the god who was eating. History seemed to be frozen in this moment.

They don't know that this behavior has a special word in the mouths of their descendants:

Killing God.



Galactic calendar year 20247, ring world.

In the quiet room, a naked man with well-defined muscles slowly opened his eyes. He woke up from the state of half meditation and half sleep, and an AI voice immediately sounded.

"K-3968, 178 seconds ago, the psychic monitoring instrument detected that your psychic fluctuations had abnormal changes during the resting state of psychic energy. What did you see?"

"Some vision."

The man named K-3968 said calmly.

As he spoke, the man stood up, and as a ray of light enveloped him, clothes shaped by a molecular structure appeared on his body.

"Please submit your illusion to the psychic terminal of the seventh base in 3 minutes..."

In his ears, the voice of AI was still ringing, but the man walked straight out of the quiet room.

The man's figure flickered and moved forward quickly like a phantom, but in the blink of an eye he had already appeared one kilometer away.

Psychic teleportation is not an ability that is easy to master. Even among interstellar humans, all of whom are psykers, only a handful of people can possess this ability. But for the legendary psionic warriors

, but this is as easy as breathing.

Yes, a psychic warrior. This man is a psychic warrior shrouded in legend.

According to legend, psychic warriors are immortal and stay young forever. They can move across time and space, and can summon thunder and storms with a single thought, just like the gods in the legend.

Not all of these rumors are true. At least the man knows that he is not immortal. Under the influence of genetic modification and psychic energy, his natural life span is a little more than 35,000 years. Although it is far longer than that of ordinary people, he is still alive.

There is no talk of eternal life.

But some rumors are also true...

"Rumble..."

In the sky, a layer of dense thunderclouds suddenly formed, with electric dragons swimming among them and lightning flashing.

"boom!"

A bolt of thunder and lightning flashed by, and the man's figure disappeared into the lightning. In the sky, the thunderclouds gradually dispersed...



Outside the ring world, in the void, an old man with an old face quietly looked at the vast universe in front of him.

Without relying on any equipment, the old man is freely in space. If an interstellar human observes with modified prosthetic eyes, he will realize that he is not breathing at all, and there is almost no heat dissipation.

Through wonderful psychic powers, interstellar humans have been able to do all kinds of incredible things, such as physically traveling across space.

The old man stared at the universe in front of him. The dazzling universe was filled with charming galaxies and planets, and all of this was reflected in his pupils... a pair of whirlpools filled with strange brilliance.

Eyes are the most direct channel for psychic energy to reach the real world, and in powerful psychics, their eyes often show many strange phenomena.

For example, the emperor who single-handedly created the First Empire had his pupils like the universe. He was so powerful that the shadow of his spiritual world could be shown through his eyes in the real world.

But at this moment, his eyes moved slightly.

The next moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Ah, Duwu."

Looking at the man's figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, the old man naturally exuded kindhearted spiritual energy fluctuations.

The man named Duwu had a cold face, seemingly unsmiling, and just said:

"Master, I saw the illusion of the great will."

The psychic warrior's psychic fluctuations were very calm, and the information that seemed to come from the great will was not enough to move him.

Each psychic warrior has undergone more than hundreds of years of training, and any character who does not meet the standards will be eliminated. During this long training, whether it is nature or acquired training, men have long been accustomed to silence.

"Is it an illusion of great will..."

The old man seemed to be deep in thought when he saw the vision transmitted to him.

"Master, there have been more and more abnormal turbulences in the great will in recent years. What do you think is going on?"

the man asked.

The great will is something that has been publicly recognized in recent years. Anthropologists believe that the great will is formed by the spiritual energy of every human being. Today, the number of interstellar humans throughout the galaxy exceeds trillions, reaching

To the point where Jinggai can be counted, so many humans and such powerful spiritual energy have naturally given birth to things beyond imagination.

Great will.

Scholars believe that the Great Will contains information about all human beings from ancient times to the present. It is not a god, but more like a god than anything known.

Usually, the great will has no clear intention, but in recent years, the great will has been undergoing some kind of abnormal turbulence that humans do not understand. The illusion of the great will that was originally extremely rare has now frequently appeared in some powerful spiritual beings.

in one’s meditation.

The old man did not answer directly, but asked another question.

"Du Wu, do you know where this kind of thing started?"

Duwu didn't answer because he didn't know.

The old man said slowly.

"It was 98 years ago."

98 years ago?

This is a seemingly ordinary number, but as long as you think about it for a moment, you will immediately notice that something is wrong.

98 years ago, the monster known as the "Star Devourer", "Primordial Beast", and "World Devourer" first appeared in front of interstellar humans.

"98 years ago?"

Du Wu asked again.

The old man looked at him, his spiritual energy fluctuating slowly.

"Du Wu, you have to know that although we have only recently become aware of that thing, as far as the great will is concerned, we have been living with it since the long years since the birth of human beings."

"Those illusions are reminders of the great will. The great will has gathered the information of all human beings from ancient times to the present. It knows everything, and it also knows the enemy of our destiny. We have been destined to have such a battle since our birth.

"

The old man's eyes were deep, as if he was reminding him of something, but Duwu couldn't understand the meaning at this moment.

"After three light and dark cycles, it's time for you to set off. Be prepared...the teacher will try his best to help you."

The old man's encouraging gaze came to him, and Du Wu remained silent and disappeared from the spot.

Looking at the position where Duwu disappeared, the old man looked towards the distant space again. He knew that there was a huge giant snake in the place that could not be seen. It was swimming in the vast space and would be there in 2200.

To this most dazzling and proud place of interstellar mankind.

In his eyes, a whirlpool of strange brilliance slowly rotated.

Spiritual energy beyond ordinary people's imagination is brewing in his body. This spiritual energy can do all kinds of incredible things, and even communicate with the great will.

"Satan."

The master called the name called by the great will. In his long life, he realized for the first time that the great will, which seemed to him like a god, would also be jealous, even fearful.


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