webnovelvip Chapter 637 Negative Energy That Shouldn't Have Appeared
Chapter 637 Negative Energy That Shouldn't Have Appeared
Chapter 637 Negative Energy That Shouldn't Have Appeared
Negative energy.
An energy emanating from human emotions, and also the source of the birth of evil creatures in the world.
Although the negative energy emanating from the strange stone in front of us was faint, it was definitely real.
"This..." Chang Lei's surprised exclamation caught in his throat.
He stared intently at the slowly pulsating rock face, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"The rocks are actually coming to life, and they're even emanating... resentment?" A strong sense of absurdity instantly gripped him.
How could there be negative energy here? This is a wasteland, a wasteland without supernatural energy. There is no energy involving non-material things here. But negative energy is something that only exists in the real world and the dream world.
Tang Zijun's brows furrowed tightly, and a turbulent emotion stirred in her deep eyes.
The most crucial point is that an entity capable of emitting negative energy must be a being with a soul.
Thinking of this, Tang Zijun and Chang Lei exchanged a glance, both seeing the complexity in each other's eyes—because this could only prove one thing: the thing in front of them, which was mutating into some kind of flesh and blood life, actually had a soul...!?
Thick, asphalt-like negative energy gushed from the cracks in the rock and flesh, containing the malice released during crushing and melting—the ultimate pain and fear, the twisted resentment to the extreme.
"It's not just adhesion... it's complete contamination and smelting." Tang Zijun adjusted her glasses. "The very essence of the rock face has been utterly corrupted by some force," a rewriting of its molecular structure.
"But that doesn't explain why this thing could give birth to a soul." Chang Lei suddenly looked at Tang Zijun. "You remember Scáthach's words, right? This is the ark of the gods, the last sanctuary..."
"...It's also a place where supernatural energy could absolutely not exist, yes, I remember." Tang Zijun continued. "But what's done is done. The worst outcome is that the laws of this world have been broken, and a change is taking place right beneath our feet."
Their gazes remained fixed intently on the twisted, writhing stone flesh. They sensed that the negative energy was only the beginning of a huge question, but more importantly, they wanted to understand its essence.
"Pure wasteland material could never spontaneously generate negative energy at the soul level, let alone twist itself into this blasphemous form." Tang Zijun's voice was deep and clear, penetrating the thick, oppressive air in the canyon.
He reached out, and a vibrant green card appeared at his fingertips. He didn't touch the rock wall, but a subtle life force, like invisible tentacles, cautiously probed the still slowly pulsating flesh. "...It's certain that this stone...is indeed alive." "If it had evolved organs, I reckon it could even perform the most basic acts of feeding."
Chang Lei's eyes held a strong sense of inquiry mixed with a hint of disbelief and confusion.
He stomped hard on the solid, frozen earth covered with slippery moss, feeling the oppressive sense of the cold, hard material rules that permeated the wasteland world.
"This godforsaken place can't even tolerate a trace of free energy. Souls and negative energy alike are like oil in water—they shouldn't exist here at all, let alone bring stones to life... This is simply against the laws of this world."
"This is precisely what is most alarming." Tang Zijun withdrew her senses, her gaze growing increasingly profound. "To forcibly carve out a distorted domain within the wasteland, this absolute material prison, allowing souls and negative energy to exist briefly and exert a violent influence... this is something no ordinary power could accomplish. It's not conforming to the rules, but forcibly distorting, covering, and even partially altering them."
"Could this be an evolution of the world's rules?" Chang Lei lowered his voice even further. "Like something like the world automatically filling in missing parts."
"This question is a bit beyond my syllabus, but I don't think it's very likely." Tang Zijun shook her head slightly. "The laws of extraordinary energy in this world are not about going from one to two, but about going from nothing to something. This kind of development, or evolution, is basically zero. Moreover, this place was created by the gods, so I believe they should have enough after-sales service in this regard."
"They offer no after-sales service when it comes to the issues of the gods of the era."
"At least Scáthach tried, didn't she?" Tang Zijun shrugged.
His words reminded Chang Lei. "Hey, do you think it's possible that the Gods of the Epochs are behind this? There were rumors about the Gods of the Epochs before... Even in the wasteland, such things can't just be baseless, right?"
"I'm afraid only the gods of the era have the ability to... make everything a mess and desecrate all common sense. They can reach into the real world and create things like pocket universes. If it's an experiment, it's not impossible for them to create this kind of soul-stone-flesh monster here."
"To be honest, I still don't think that's possible." Tang Zijun nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over the cracks in the surrounding rock walls that oozed a purplish-black, fluorescent slime, and the eerie spores drifting in the air. "This form of pollution" is not entirely the same as the actions of the Epochal Gods elsewhere.
"And if it really is it, why would it choose this place? Wouldn't it be better to find a safer, less disturbed location? Besides, since it already has the ability to imbue a stone with a soul, why doesn't it create one for itself as well? Don't forget, that 'God of Time and Space' is quite naive in its understanding of souls and the real world."
He paused, then pointed to the corrosive dust left behind after the attack by the spikes.
"Moreover, notice the negative energy it emits—it's not the greed of the greedy, nor the desire of the shadow race, nor the slaughter of the heretics, but resentment, aimless, directionless, utterly chaotic resentment."
Upon hearing this, Chang Lei nodded thoughtfully. "Now that you mention it, it does seem to be true... Such powerful hatred, though faint, is incredibly pure."
"What I'm most curious about right now is why a stone could harbor such intense hatred," Tang Zijun said, looking at Chang Lei. "Can you discover anything?"
Chang Lei slowly raised his head. "Perhaps it's not a stone?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Zijun's eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if she had thought of something but couldn't quite put her finger on it.
"This is indeed a stone, although half of it has turned into flesh and blood. But that doesn't negate the fact that this flesh and blood was originally part of the stone. But..." Chang Lei crossed his arms and continued, "That doesn't mean the soul inside is also part of the stone, does it?"
"Yes, that's it!"
Tang Zijun pointed at Chang Lei, who now realized the problem he had overlooked.
"How could I forget that I just said... the laws of the wasteland cannot come from nothing, and the same goes for the soul of this stone—the soul of this stone was not born out of thin air; it was forcibly inserted into it by some force, and..."
"And this soul isn't a native of the wasteland, is it?"
"Hmm." Tang Zijun nodded slowly, and the two looked at each other, their eyes becoming somewhat gloomy.
If their guess is correct, then it means that the rifts in the wasteland still exist. Just like Scáthach entered this place, some beings from other worlds, carrying souls, have also entered this world, or rather, a group of displaced souls have gotten lost here.
Chang Lei's gaze returned to the dark direction deep within the canyon, where an even denser purple mist swirled. "That stuttering girl, is it just a coincidence that she's here?"
Tang Zijun followed Chang Lei's gaze and felt that the dark depths of the canyon resembled a giant maw ready to devour anyone. He could only hope that the soul inside this rock wasn't some unfortunate transmigrator, although the possibility was extremely low.
After a pause, Tang Zijun stood up. "Whether it's a coincidence or not, this problem must be dealt with. If we leave it, the entire wasteland could be rewritten by this distorted force."
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