Chapter 340 Caller, Full Power! (6400, Third Update for the New Year~)

This is a story that happened many years ago, about a strange boy.

It happened in the year the boy was six years old. He had a father who was a guard in the town, a mother who worked at the clinic, and a good friend who had been with him since childhood. The two were always inseparable.

But the boy was different, he was strange—in the middle of the night, vaguely, he could always see some hazy phantoms and hear some eerie voices that made him dizzy.

The boy was convinced that these were the voices and temptations of wizards and witches. He told others his thoughts, but was always ridiculed and denied. Many people thought he was a liar, making up these lies to attract attention.

They isolated the boy, calling him 'the weird guy.'

Wanting attention? Maybe, that's what he thought. After all, this was the only way he could be considered special and get attention. So, even though others made fun of him, the boy continued to tell others what he saw and heard, but no one believed him except for his good friend.

Why didn't they believe him? When the boy was frustrated, his friend would always encourage him, even taking him to the town's bookstore to buy strange tales about forest witches and monsters. The two boys even used all their pocket money to buy a small telescope to look at the small mountain in the distance and the stars in the sky.

This was an ordinary, not exactly happy, but fulfilling enough childhood.

When the boy grew up and became a teenager, his 'hallucinations' and 'auditory hallucinations' became more and more serious, even affecting his life. He would occasionally space out suddenly, then babble nonsense, then look up at the moon and mutter things like 'they are watching me' and 'they are waiting for me.'

He became increasingly strange and withdrawn. Apart from that friend, the teenager had no other friends. For the sake of the teenager, his friend had to find a school himself and set up a 'Dawn Stargazing Club', actively taking him to look at the stars with a telescope to ease his condition.

"They are calling everyone, why can only I hear it?"

The teenager would always confide in his friend in confusion, and the friend could only comfort him with a wry smile: "This means you are the chosen one, brother."

"That's right!" Thinking so, the teenager suddenly became excited. He raised his head and looked up at the moon: "Yes, whether it's wizards or ghosts, or those voices in the sky, they are all watching me… I am the chosen one, the one being watched, right!"

"Superpowers, aliens, magic, elves, wizards and witches, they all exist, right!"

"Yes, yes." The friend didn't know whether to laugh or cry and could only agree with him: "They all exist, they all exist."

The days passed by, and time flowed by. The teenager gradually grew into a young man, and his friend also grew up.

Until the day they both came of age, the young man received news that his friend had been admitted to a well-known university and was about to leave this small town—but the young man himself, because he was obsessed with stargazing and various mysterious rituals, had extremely poor grades and needed to repeat a year.

——Are you leaving me too?

With this in mind, during their last summer together, on a cloudless night, the young man and his friend got drunk. In his daze, he seemed to hear a voice from the distant moon.

【…Monitoring…Creator destruction…Autonomous combat unit…Searching for matching lifeform…】

It was a language completely different from human language, a completely different system of speech. It was spread by scattered spiritual energy, and only a very few gifted psionic resonators could hear this call and respond to this match.

The young man didn't understand the meaning of this strange language at all. He just laughed wildly and used wine, mixed with his own blood, to draw a magic circle on the floor to summon 'spirits'—he had drawn this magic circle countless times, but no 'spirit' had ever responded. This was of course normal, after all, where would natural spirits come from in a world where spiritual energy was cut off? But the young man didn't know this. He was just filled with anger that his friend was about to leave, confusion about his future, and the deep thought in his heart that 'I am definitely special' and 'I should be watched by everyone', and began to 'summon'.

Then, on that day.

A 'creature' from beyond the stars descended between the two drunk young men.

With a not-so-bright flash and flying spiritual energy, an unknown substance appeared in the very center of the magic circle.

It was a silver, jelly-like, but not at all wet or sticky strange creature—it was only the size of a palm, and it had a few golden orbs inside like eyes. At first, this creature seemed to be curled up into a snail-like shape, hiding itself in its shell because it had come to an unfamiliar environment, imitating its original owner.

But soon, it realized that the surrounding environment was not dangerous, so it returned to its original jelly-like shape.

"I, I succeeded?!"

The drunken young man shuddered violently the moment the flash lit up, and he woke up slightly. He opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth wide, stared at the small creature in front of him, and then showed an almost insane smile: "Deer, look, Deer, I succeeded! I really summoned a spirit!"

"Oh, my god, John…you, you really succeeded! Unbelievable…"

The young man's friend also saw this miraculous scene. He rubbed his eyes, staring at the creature held in the young man's palm with disbelief, even a hint of fear. He said with some trembling: "That's terrible, how is this possible… I mean, this is really incredible!"

The young man was now immersed in beautiful fantasies about the future: "I'm going to make a fortune, brother! I'm not hallucinating, I'm not having hallucinations! I really can see those different things… the moon, yes, the moon! They are all on the moon! I must go to the moon in the future to see their hometown! Deer, let's go together then, let's make a fortune together!"

"Everyone in the world will look at me, they will all be crazy about me! I must let those guys who laughed at me and ridiculed me know how stupid they are!"

At this moment, the silver colloid in the young man's palm wriggled slightly, but such a small act scared the friend so much that he subconsciously took a step back and even screamed: "Don't let that thing get close to me!"

The friend's excessive reaction instantly made the young man's mood, which was immersed in ecstasy, extremely bad.

"You never believed me, did you? So you don't believe I can see, you don't believe I can succeed!"

He roared, smashing the wine bottle in his hand: "Shit! All these years, you've just been pitying me!"

He stared at his good friend with heavy drunkenness… Yes, the other party was a future student of a famous university, who was originally going to leave this small town. And what about himself? He had accomplished nothing, his grades were terrible… Yes, Deer had already been looked at differently by everyone, and he could make a fortune without himself. He actually wanted to make money with the other party, which was really stupid enough.

The annoyance that his only friend was about to leave him, the anger of being laughed at as a freak for a long time, the humiliation of being ignored by everyone, not being looked at squarely, and even being treated as a joke, even though he could really hear and see, all vented out with the help of alcohol.

Under extreme emotions, the mind began to twist… Why has this 'friend' of mine been coaxing me, and willing to pretend to believe me for so long? Because the more he showed his friendship to himself, the more others would believe that he was a good guy… That's right, Deer has many good friends besides himself, and many women like him, all of which were made better by his own foil…

Why… I am the one who is truly capable, I am the chosen one, why is everyone looking at him? Looking at this guy?!

Everyone can only look at me, only stare at me!

The young man was a genius, an unprecedented genius.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to achieve the achievement of 'summoning something from outside the stars' in this era.

If even one condition was not met—for example, if he didn't drink, if the summoning time was a year earlier or later, if his friend hadn't been admitted to an extremely distant university, if his own mentality was better, if he wasn't so extreme, if his self-esteem wasn't so excessive… things wouldn't have led to such a bad ending.

Of course, he may not have succeeded.

But this is just a story that happened a long, long time ago, and the story has no ifs, no buts.

So, the small 'Shoggoth Autonomous Combat Unit', originating from a distant star, devoured its first trophy on Earth under the command of its new master.

Then, it was the second, the third, the fourth… the one thousand seven hundred and forty-ninth.

One by one, human figures made of silver strange colloid, maintaining the appearance of humans, followed behind the young man who was humming a little tune and showing a crazy smile, and the mailman from the neighboring town, who was scared to death by this scene, immediately turned around and drove away.

And the young man didn't care—because fear was also a form of attention.

Crazy?

No, he wasn't crazy—this world should have been like this, everyone should be watching him, recognizing him, praising him, and spreading his name!

——I am heaven! I am paradise! I am also hell, and I am also the underworld!

Since earthlings are unwilling to look at him, then let creatures from other planets come over! If creatures from other planets are unwilling to come, then one day, it will go to the other end of the starry sky and let all life spread its name!

Similar... it's too similar.

But is it different? There are indeed great differences.

Deep Space Caller, John Harrison.

From Su Zhou, he smelled the scent of 'kindred'.

They were indeed similar existences to himself, they were all geniuses, they were all existences being watched by some being—they all had close childhood friends, and they all had childhoods that couldn't be called happy, but were definitely fulfilling and full of action.

They were so similar, in experience, situation, talent, and even the source of power rooted in their nature.

But their fates were so different.

So, the monster felt jealousy... Clearly, he wanted to be noticed and recognized by others so much, so why did he repeatedly encounter obstacles? But the monster in front of him, who was just like himself, even more dangerous, could easily gather everyone's attention, freely show himself in the spotlight, be recognized, and be praised...

But it didn't matter—existences corroded by the Shoggoth Autonomous Combat Unit would become a part of himself!

Praise would secrete hormones, making them happy, and not praising would stimulate the nerves, making them suffer—the human body, including the soul, was just a sophisticated carbon-based machine, even the firmest beliefs and the deepest desires were just slaves of nerves and hormones, without exception! As long as they were tamed, he would have their memories, their past, their praise, their souls, that is, everything about them!

Naturally, he could become them!

The huge silver snail, the ancient extraterrestrial biological combat form, at this moment, felt the vast, sea-like killing intent from his 'kindred', his enemy, in the distance!

"You still say you're not a monster! You can burst out with such killing intent for strangers who have nothing to do with you, no friendship or family relationship!"

The Deep Space Caller vibrated its huge shell, and gunports began to unfold on its fortress-like body. It laughed wildly: "Who would do this if they were a normal human? I've eaten a lot of Zheng country people, and they all know, 'Human joys and sorrows are not the same, I only find them noisy'!"

Then, endless streams of scorching light, like a reverse meteor shower, hundreds and thousands of cluster light cannons bombarded towards Su Zhou—for a time, even the satellites orbiting the moon, and Meng Jin, who had adjusted his angle and re-entered near-lunar orbit in the command module, clearly saw silver light rising from the surface of the moon in the distance and flying into space!

But even more dazzling than the silver light, was a dazzling spiritual light that was first cyan-purple, then golden-red!

"I'm angry because I want to be angry. What does it have to do with me if others aren't angry?"

Returning rapidly from afar, directly smashing all the incoming light streams, Su Zhou's voice was as calm as if the tsunami-like killing intent was just an illusion. But the vast, almost sun-like thermal radiation was spreading from the divine blade in his hand towards all directions: "Using the logic of ordinary humans on me…"

"That kind of thinking is inherently weak."

At this moment, patches of white dragon scales began to appear on the surface of Su Zhou's skin. Gripping the divine blade in his hand, Su Zhou's tone carried a meaningful implication: "See this divine blade of mine? It gathers the power of all living beings' vows, and has unbelievably strong lethality against all undead and all monsters and devils recognized by the world."

This was not false. Even in combat form, the Deep Space Caller still felt the extremely terrifying power of the Doomslayer Blade—it remembered that the arm it had been cut by could not even heal itself, and it had to completely cut off the entire injured part before it could be reborn.

The monster couldn't help but become cautious—and hearing its master's words, the increasingly spiritual divine blade couldn't help but rejoice!

Su Zhou: "However, I can kill you even without these special effects."

Both the Deep Space Caller and the rejoicing divine blade were stunned for a moment.

Then, Su Zhou, who had entered the first stage of Partial True Body form, raised the Doomslayer Blade in his right hand at a speed exceeding ten times the speed of sound—the black and white flames of sin were burning fiercely, mixed with the youth's burning anger, pouring into the divine blade, causing the golden-red light of the vows to burst out with a corona-like radiance, blooming on the lunar surface!

This terrifying high temperature had not even begun to release its true power, but its terrifying spiritual radiation directly annihilated and ignited the surrounding silver light streams that were still approaching, and then turned them all into golden-red torches before pushing them all away.

This process did not involve any explosions or resistance. Under this vast spiritual power that surpassed any normal commander-level cultivator, all attacks coming towards Su Zhou were nothing but dust, destined to turn into flying sparks under the high temperature of the flames, and then meet their end in the cold wind.

"Don't even think about it!"

Such a terrifying phenomenon was just the prelude to the attack. Even the arrogant Deep Space Caller had to go all out and stop dealing with it with just the silver light streams that simply used energy to suppress people—it began to use its true ability, 'telekinesis' strong enough to move mountains, and began to control everything around it.

Telekinesis is said to be an all-purpose power.

Fire abilities are just accelerating molecular motion, ice abilities are just slowing down molecular motion. Whether it's thunder, lightning, wind, or fluid, all movements, phenomena, or even optical camouflage, any ability can be simulated with telekinesis.

The Deep Space Caller does not have a systematic Earth inheritance. Its power, apart from transforming itself into a 'shapeless one' and the divine power that can transform the gazes of others into its own power, all comes from an ancient alien civilization, cultivating one's own mind, the power of 'psionics'.

And this power, expressed externally, is most commonly the omnipotent 'telekinesis'.

As the silver giant snail shell shone with a crystal clear fluorescence, the vast, sea-like telekinesis began to control all the surrounding material phenomena—in this instant, the lunar surface space, still under the sunlight with a temperature of 180 degrees, instantly cooled down. The speed of the molecules was slowed down, all motion was slowed down, and a low temperature of over minus 150 degrees, even 200 degrees, began to spread, and naturally, Su Zhou, who was rushing over, was no exception.

This was even more spiritual power than Zhou Buyi—even Su Zhou could not match it. The Deep Space Caller had accumulated it for decades, wantonly spreading its clones in outer space to collect spiritual power, and now it was pouring it all out.

In this instant, the divine blade that was being cleaved from afar was frozen, all the rising sparks were extinguished, and even the radiation that could not be prohibited could no longer make other molecules accelerate. Su Zhou's figure was like a fly frozen in amber, beautiful and stagnant.

"Die!"

Then, in the Deep Space Caller's soul-shattering scream, an invisible, vast force directly poured into Su Zhou's head. In an instant, the terrifying destructive power that was enough to flatten several city blocks directly shattered Su Zhou's brain from the inside. The telekinesis, condensed to the extreme, destroyed Su Zhou's most fragile thinking structure from the most vulnerable place, blowing his entire head apart, and countless brain matter and blood splattered!

It must be said that Su Zhou's brain structure was also very strong. If it hadn't seized the moment when Su Zhou's attack was stopped by its own attack, the Deep Space Caller would not have been able to grasp this opportunity at all—if it had been their first meeting, it would definitely not have been able to grasp it. It was precisely because it had been fighting with Su Zhou for so long, and they had both mastered considerable information, that it was able to succeed in one fell swoop!

And in the next instant, it was preparing to take advantage of this opportunity to continue to crush Su Zhou's soul and completely obliterate Su Zhou's possible counterattack—the physical body was not the key to a superhuman, it was necessary to destroy the soul and the physical body together to guarantee the 100% killing of a commander-level powerhouse!

However, soon, it was shocked to find that Su Zhou, whose thinking organ had been destroyed, should have been stunned for a moment, but he showed no signs of stagnation at all. Instead, he sneered and used his spiritual power to restrain the force that had invaded his body.

"Who told you that a cultivator's brain only has one structure?"

Su Zhou, who had a dual-state brain, took advantage of the moment when the Deep Space Caller's power could not recover, and grinned as he raised his long knife again—in his brain, in addition to the solid thinking structure, there was also liquid, jelly-like brain tissue that was not afraid of physical impact damage at all!

Using the water and earth magic he had learned from the reincarnation world, controlling the recovery of the 'earth' solid brain structure, and using the 'water' magic to take back the splattered brain matter and blood, the wound where Su Zhou's brain had exploded recovered as if time had been reversed—even before the recovery, some brain tissue had already begun to regenerate. If it had been any later, Su Zhou might have been able to grow a second set of brain tissue!

But now was not the time to focus on these grotesque situations. The Doomslayer Blade, which had been ignited again, even ignited Su Zhou's own blood. The cyan-purple dragon blood turned into a mist-like plasma cloud under the ultra-high temperature.

Then, there was a slash across the sky!

The plasma cloud, as bright as the sun, smashed directly towards the Deep Space Caller. It was not without a solution. The giant extraterrestrial snail shook the earth, and countless lunar rocks and dust broke free from gravity and rose upwards with the Deep Space Caller's will. But before the plasma cloud, even if they were instantly melted into molten rock gas, the dazzling light burst and impact blew all obstacles away, but it also blocked most of the power of Su Zhou's slash.

However, it could block ordinary fire, but it could not block the cold flames of sin. Flying black and white sparks fell on the Deep Space Caller—in an instant, the blazing karmic fire burned fiercely.

Torture… torture of the heart… torture of good and evil… The karmic fire burned fiercely, rising from the heart.

But the reason why a monster is a monster is because no one can torture it.

——Only humans are troubled by sin.

So, even though it felt endless pain from the soul, the huge monster, which still did not repent, charged towards the giant dragon, which had also transformed into an Immortal Dragon True Body and was nearly fifty meters tall, with a roar that shook the spirit realm.

And the Immortal Dragon, whose white scales were all on the verge of breaking down due to its own violent spiritual power movement, punched out a claw without hesitation, piercing into the Deep Space Caller's body, even as the scales on its body continued to explode and burst into flames.

Then, just like that, it directly swallowed a large piece of the other party's shell, along with the human faces and souls on it that were constantly praising and constantly shouting, into its own belly.

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