Chapter 158: Clinging to the Legs

The ability to do whatever one wants, coupled with the unreasonable ability to clone one's mind.

The muscular man can almost foresee...

As time goes by, the mind clones manifested by the boy's thought object will surely gradually spread to other thought spaces.

In the end, it is very likely to become a threat that they must face directly.

How bad is this situation? The muscular man thinks that he can explain it in a few words.

But Tiangan Gui, who is in charge of this operation, looks indifferent and even thinks it's good.

"Lord Dief, what do you mean by this...?"

The muscular man looked confused.

Dief ignored the muscular man and looked up at the Eye of Vision suspended in the air.

A boy's thought object that looks like he is not yet an adult can exert the mind ability in "cognition" to an unimaginable degree.

Can the clone retain the original strength of the mind...

It's really interesting.

Dief's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of smile.

"Death has many forms."

Diefer stared at the Eye of Vision and suddenly spoke.

The muscular man was stunned for a moment, looking at Diefer's back in confusion.

Until now, he still didn't understand what Diefer meant.

At the same time, he didn't notice a blood line suddenly appearing on his neck.

"And dedication and sacrifice is also a form of death. Such a simple truth, do you still need me to teach you... you idiot."

Diefer turned his back to the muscular man and continued to speak, but there was a hint of chill in his plain tone.

When the last syllable fell, blood gushed out of the cut on the muscular man's neck.

"Huh?"

The muscular man slowly lowered his head and looked at the large amount of blood flowing from his collarbone to his chest, and was stunned.

His mouth moved slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

The blood-stained body suddenly turned into gray fragments and soon disappeared.

In this thought space, the death of each person will turn into nutrients to increase the duration of the thought space.

Ordinary people who don't know how to "think" are naturally the first to "die". At the beginning of the development of the thought space, they provided a lot of time limits for the thought space.

After ordinary people, there are some people who have basic self-protection capabilities, such as military soldiers.

But they can't survive for too long in front of various strange thought objects.

Even amateur hunters with strong strength can hardly persist for too long because they don't know how to think.

Their final fate can only become the nourishment of the thought space.

Only "thought ability users" can persist the longest, and may even persist until the "time limit" of the thought space arrives, thus leaving this thought space.

Therefore, in order to stably extend the survival time of the "Eye of Vision", the Qinglin team will invest the few remaining backbone forces into the thought space.

Relying on the intelligence advantage, the people of the Qinglin team can quickly gather together after entering the thought space, and then hunt the thought ability users in the thought space to extend the survival time of the thought space.

This is probably the task undertaken by the members of the Qinglin team.

No matter how long the mind space can last, as long as they act together in the shortest time, there will be basically no mistakes.

But they don't know that the heavenly stem Gui Diefu, who is in charge of this operation, has no intention of leaving this mind space from the beginning.

Just as he said.

Death has many forms.

And dedication and sacrifice are one of them.

From the moment Diefu entered the mind space, he was ready to sacrifice.

If his death can extend the mind space for even one second, he will be sincerely happy.

"Since there is a stronger help, then the rest of your use is to become nutrients obediently."

Diefu retracted his gaze from the "Eye of Vision" and turned to look at the place where the muscular man disappeared.

The death of others.

The death of companions.

Even his own death.

For Diefu, there is no difference.

Of course, if possible...

Diefu sincerely hopes that everyone's life can end here.

That must be the best result.

In the distance.

Moyu and Piyon followed the muscular man and came to this mind space.

They hid on the top of a tall building, watching the Eye of Vision emitting a majestic black aura above the square.

From a distance, it looked like a huge black hole that was sucking countless lives.

"Things after death!"

Piyon looked solemn, staring at the Eye of Vision floating in the air.

Even though they were far apart, she could clearly feel the dangerous aura from this thing after death.

"This is the first time I've seen an aura of this scale. It's too exaggerated!"

Piyon lowered her voice, her heart shaking.

Moyu remained silent.

He carefully observed the Eye of Vision above the square.

Judging from the scale of the aura, it felt to him that it was several times stronger than the "Libra" in the temple.

No wonder it could create so many overlapping thought spaces and so many terrifying existences out of thin air.

"What should I do now?"

Piyon tilted her head to look at Moyu beside her and asked subconsciously.

I don't know when she started to rely on Moyu's judgment and decision-making ability.

"Wait for the thigh."

Moyou said without thinking.

"Huh?"

Piyon looked at Moyu and asked in surprise: "Are you serious?"

As a qualified internet addict, she naturally knew what it meant to cling to someone's thighs.

"Of course."

Moyu looked at the Eye of Vision without looking away.

That kind of aura...

Even if he had a chance to remove thoughts, he would not easily approach.

"So we just sit here and watch?"

Piyon stared at Moyu's profile.

Moyu heard this and turned his head to meet Piyon's gaze, and asked back:

"What else? Why, you don't expect my half-baked level of removing thoughts to kill that thing?"

"..."

Piyon was speechless.

Moyu continued to ask: "Who is the strongest among the twelve earthly branches?"

"Porter Bai."

Piyon gave an answer based on his own judgment criteria.

Moyu nodded and said seriously:

"Then we just need to wait for Porter Bai to come here. At worst, there is still President Netero. I think, with their strength, it is not a problem to take down this "thing after death", right?"

"That's right."

Piyon frowned.

Those who can do it are what Moyu meant.

She shook her head and sighed meaningfully:

"That's right. With your half-baked level of removing thoughts, you don't even have the confidence to remove the thoughts of "a swamp man", let alone the thoughts of after death of this scale. Many things really need to be done within your ability."

"That's right."

Moyu nodded in agreement and said calmly: "So let's wait for President Netero to come here."

"You really are...!!!"

Piyon bared his teeth at Moyu.

The two didn't know...

The other thought spaces were already in chaos.