Beauty Replicates The Strong

Bruce became a Beast who only knew killing. He didn't want to use other weapons, but wanted to use his own hands to throw all these evil people into hell.

So At the moment Bruce's figure speeds up at full speed, and wings slowly emerge under the huge cloak behind him, and he uncontrollably spread his wings, no longer keeping it in his body.

The sharp bone spurs pierced the cloak directly, and the three bone spurs grew rapidly, opening the cloak, and as the wings stretched out completely, the cloak that was behind him was torn directly!

Pieces of shattered cloak fragments fell with the wind, scattered in the wind like pieces of dead leaves.

After that, Bruce's figure disappeared directly from everyone's sight, and then the sound of falling to the ground like a dense shower let everyone know that the person was constantly harvesting life.

"Devil! He is the devil!" Someone broke down!

"Who will save me! God!" Someone began to pray.

"Head of the Führer Hail!" There is definitely someone who is definitely determined. Roar shouted slogans, but the next moment his world plunged into deep darkness.

"You people have all annihilated humanity, so now I represent justice in the dark and pronounce judgment. Your Name has been booked by Death God!" Bruce said the lines of the second form. This is the line he designed at the beginning to represent Justice in the dark!

The sound came from all directions, constantly echoing in the space of the concentration camp. This dense and small space seemed so depressing at the moment, like a killing field delineated by the devil.

Bruce, who represents the devil, opened the devil's bat wings at the moment, and the life on his hand was withered, and the blood stained the robe on his body, but the dark color was still so dim!

"Kill..." The flame in Bruce's heart was burning, rising constantly, but it made him feel uneasy in his heart. Everyone killed by his claws could feel the emotion of the other party before death. , Or fear, or madness, or complete collapse.

These emotions are so clear in his Beast-like senses, and they also stimulate his inner madness. Gradually Bruce felt the Beast turned into by his inner obsession, the hideous monster with red eyes that wanted to destroy everything. At this moment, he seemed to see his inner world, which was the same space as the sea of ​​consciousness he had seen last time.

At the moment Bruce once again saw the crimson nebula, the bat-like nebula At the moment, it was splitting, half as red as fire, and generally as red as blood. The half where the flame is rising looks warm, but it is sensible; the half that is bloody, but reveals a ferocious, bloodthirsty craziness.

Is this my unwillingness? Not to be reconciled to mediocrity, unable to control their own destiny in the future? Perhaps playing some small role, at the mercy of others!

Then become stronger. Crazy bloodthirsty will only make you collapse, instead of becoming a strong one. The strong is not only power, but also the heart!

Following one's heart is not a willful act, but a free and easy way of not haunting the heart. So your self-cultivation is still much worse!

In Bruce’s mind, the fiercely sensible half is delivering this message, instilling it towards the bloodthirsty half. It seems that there are two different personalities arguing with each other in his sea of ​​knowledge. Bruce's subjective intellect prevailed.

"Roar..." The bloodthirsty bloody consciousness came out with a low roar, but it was strange that Bruce could understand without hindrance. It was not surprising that it was originally a split consciousness.

"You think that since you have power, you shouldn't hide it. No matter how cold the world is, we are us? We won't change because of them!" Bruce interpreted the consciousness that came, and it was not unreasonable!

Maybe you can do something within your power, but why care about the world's views, their goodwill will make your life better?

Don't you see that Hitler, who was scolded and hated by the world, is still alive, while those who are respected are still afraid of doing things.

Hasn't Bruce been like this all these years? This time, the split consciousness appeared because of this aspect. Bruce's own Ability can be said to be beyond everyone's understanding, because what people fear most is undoubtedly death is very high!

The more you get, the more you are afraid of losing, and death will take away everything you have. So the more successful people are, the more afraid of death, the more people who stand in high positions, the more they want to live longer. The feeling of controlling the operation of this world is also addictive.

Therefore, Bruce’s ability to live forever is absolutely what everyone wants most, and Bruce is no exception, so he hides his own abilities, and even fades out the sight of the world, and then forges some'evidence' to prove his aging. .

This repression is also a potential catalyst for the formation of this Beast personality. This time, because of inner unwillingness, it became a primer and directly spawned him.

All of this was just in an instant, and the exchange of consciousness was extremely rapid. Only in an instant, Bruce's two consciousnesses formed a fierce defense, and he asked for common ground while reserving differences to figure out how to do it in the future.

"Since I don't want to hide, then I don't hide it, but I don't deliberately promote it!" Bruce finally negotiated with "self".

But none of this stopped Bruce's actions now. He was still quickly harvesting the lives of this group of soldiers, because they had reached Bruce's bottom line.

These blood-stained policemen, whether forced or willing, are enough to be sentenced to death! This judge is Bruce!

He grabbed a soldier, and then the sharp claws pierced the opponent's chest: "Let me see, is your heart red or black!"

As he spoke, he took out the other’s heart and looked at the beating heart, the red blood flowed out: "Your heart is actually red! Then why can you kill so many civilians? They are just like you. Human!" Bruce's low voice became the last voice the soldier heard.

"Now I announce that this concentration camp has been taken over by me. People who are unwilling to be slaves and unwilling to be oppressed, stand up and use your actions to express your wishes!" Bruce will be the last soldier in his hand. The corpse was dropped, and then he spread his wings and stood on the roof of the tallest building in the concentration camp. Roar shouted loudly.

The civilians who were imprisoned below At the moment were all stunned. Their expressions of looking at Bruce were terrified, even surpassing the hatred and fear of the soldiers!

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