Latent Syndrome

Chapter 547 546 Nobody

Chapter 547 546. Nobody

anonymous.

After all, we are just ordinary people.

He is just the most powerful of all the undead, but he is still just a sad undead.

A wandering soul without a body.

For him.

All seats are empty.

With his actions and thoughts, he hunts for the eternal chains of karma and endless actions.

From the eyes that passed away with kind eyes, the nameless person was almost lost, as if he had become everyone.

The too ethereal and abstract nothingness flows into memory, soul, will, purpose and belief again and again.

Obliterate it, deny it again and again, and reach true death.

Actions, desires, dreams, words.

From above, below, and in all directions, the soul is peeled off with cracks, and then breaks out from the center through layers of barriers.

Through all the windows he saw infinity.

It’s as if you are already outside numbers and existence.

However, his expression is cold, he has no self to forget, but he is constantly becoming others, and even if he denies it, his influence cannot be completely eliminated.

He can feel it...

He will soon be crushed by this real eternity and become another eternal prisoner.

It was then that he saw a message embedded in the horrific tattoos all over his body.

【Record. 】

moment.

Anonymous had an epiphany of it all.

It's as if the Hongmeng has just opened, transforming all eternity.

This ultimate aura.

Breakthrough.

The shackles of three.

This is the ultimate.

I am about to...

Kill!

eternal!

Like the infinite and the finite.

unlimited.

It seems to have no limitations, but it is bound by itself. Infinity means that it must exceed all limitations and cannot be determined by anything. However, after making such a determination for infinity itself, it has been refuted and opposed to all things.

And limited.

It seems to be restricted, but it is within a self-consistent framework. It does not need to be opposed to anything to gain a stable identity. Instead, it becomes something without restrictions.

The true infinite must contain the finite.

But to deny the true way of a thing.

instead.

Affirm it.

Anonymous finally understood the meaning of that sentence through countless memories.

He will let...

All died worthy.

There is only one way to truly exclude it and arrive at true death.

He once tried to gain insight into the mystery of the return of all things by recording, and this record book has the words "death, life, finite and infinite" at the beginning and end respectively, and the essential phenomena are almost blank.

Finally has a real use.

In an instant.

Anonymous has figured it out.

All things return.

His mind wandered through a sea of memories.

In order to counter the original chaos, something comes from nothing, and negation comes from something to nothing.

Anonymous becomes the negation of primordial chaos itself.

negative.

He passes through everyone's soul and everyone's world.

Will the infinite past, infinite future, all historical events.

The whole sea of memories.

All rubbings are printed in this record book.

Anonymous is like a numb machine in this extremely scarce work, rubbing characters after characters from eternity without emotion.

To kill eternity.

When he experienced all the historical events in eternity, he fell into the ultimate detachment and became indifferent to all emotions.

As indifferent as...

The operator who records the stock index numbers on the stock exchange, no matter how cruel the atrocities, no matter how great the ideas, love, hate, are just characters that need to be recorded on the electronic screen to the anonymous person.

What he didn't know was that while he was rubbing, red and green stock index lines continued to flow out from his back, and this monster continued to grow.

I do not know how long it has been.

Time is meaningless.

But it must be when his mind is already stronger than the original chaos.

He got the job done.

In eternity.

That's all that's left.

one person.

Among the endless blanks, only the nameless person remained.

Anonymous closed the book, he already knew...

own name.

human mind.

This can only go so far.

At this moment.

His aura seemed to be able to suppress the entire galaxy and the universe, and the endless solemnity and majesty in his eyes almost made people kneel down.

everything.

It didn't end like this.

When people gain knowledge.

Under the influence of some kind of supreme power, he was also shackled when acquiring knowledge.

This indescribable great will.

Invent and operate something called knowledge.

It replaces all genuine connections and blinds everyone.

All the appearances of objective things and objectively existing empirical facts, under the influence of knowledge, have only become sensory materials, thus constantly sliding towards the performance of the process I thought I was thinking.

People have acquired knowledge.

Knowledge.

Master the people.

And even the history that belongs to eternity cannot be freed from the destiny controlled by this supreme will.

A huge black shadow swayed over the head of the unknown person.

The knowledge gained by Anonymous rubbing the sea of memories, the type of knowledge generated in the process.

Nourishes this head.

The ultimate monster.

It is it that obscures all things in eternity and supersedes all authentic connections.

It is the indescribable great will behind all power.

that power……

The ultimate form.

"You created me..."

“Are you a catalyst, an invention, or a useless froth produced in a laboratory.”

"I do not care who you are."

"You created the most terrifying thing in the universe."

That is……

The completely hollow and cold-blooded sound-emitting body vibrated.

It was an ugly monster composed of stock index lines, with a rickety body supporting eternity.

Those filthy compound eyes, limbs, mouthparts, tentacles, chitinous abomination shells, and dripping and blurry rolling flesh that are as deep as the abyss.

Hatred and sin feed it, causing it to become completely deformed.

The monster's evil face rolled with human faces, and everyone who died at the hands of the Nameless One, the entire history of the universe, the future, the past, and everyone who died, all appeared on its hellish body.

The faces of all the dead twisted back and forth in despair and hatred, begging or staring furiously at the nameless ones.

"ah……"

"This infinite power!"

The strange insect's voice stirred, and the tremendous power that accompanied it from birth made it fall into extreme pride.

"I am beyond what has been, what is, and what will be in the future!"

"I am thought, truth, idea!"

"The unimaginable!"

“Know me and you know existence, my essence contains truth.”

"Mathematical, organic, metaphysical!"

"I am the master of the infinite universe! I control the reincarnation of all things!"

"And you..."

"The one who created me."

"who are you?"

The strange insect leaned down and looked down upon this human being, who was countless times smaller than him, in a condescending manner.

"I'm just a..."

"Nobody."

Anonymous said calmly.

Unknowingly, the pen that Anonymous used to imprint memories has turned into a strange tool.

Before the entire Deep Realm was put into his notebook by the Nameless One, this tool was called the Blade of Chaos.

"Nobody?"

"ah……"

As if it had been subjected to some kind of extreme ridicule, the countless sound-producing bodies on the strange insect trembled and laughed wildly.

“A creator who cannot create something better than himself is a failure.”

"Just let me!"

"The Lord who dominates the universe, the King who controls all things!"

The head of the strange insect leaned towards the unknown person, its furious eyes staring at him.

"Come and test the power of a nobody like you!"

Click!

The nameless person used the brush of rubbing eternity with an understatement.

Not a level opponent at all.

"The ones I want to knock down are far from being people like you."

"I still have..."

"Unfinished business."

The Nameless One must return to the true world to suppress the original chaos, the Abyss of Stars.

Let everyone die...

valuable.

Instantly.

The strange insect was instantly split in half from the middle. Under the power that was more terrifying than the original chaos, the force that tore apart Hongmeng for eternity completely surpassed the shackles of three, overriding nature, spirit, and logic.

Thought……

The power of the end.

It was split into countless scattered red and green lines by this... mighty force.

Nameless's hand gently hooked, and these lines converged towards his hand. One condensed into a green gem containing infinite power in the past, and the other condensed into a red gem containing infinite power in the future.

In the end there was only one left.

anonymous.

With an inanimate body that has stalled.

The hands and numbers of the wall clock have completely disappeared.

Now.

The universe will be guilty of error, madness and madness.

Pay the price.

"That record book records everything."

"you could say so……"

"Original Codex."

"Who are you?"

As the monster was suppressed, its life came to an end.