Psychics don't die from gunfire

Isidore tapped the table, very lightly, as if he were beating some kind of effortless drum.

"Interesting choice." Not sure if it was an illusion, Isidore seemed to smile, a real smile: "You can ask about the truth about the sky pendant, why those god thrones two thousand years ago shattered Qingdu, or Ask me how to break through the [God Throne]. I think if you ask the stars above, I will also be willing to teach you."

"But I don't like to regret." Isidore straightened his back: "So I won't give others the chance to regret."

The next moment, she threw out the answer.

"With all your calculations, you can still live for a hundred years."

Song Shi didn't show any surprise or surprise, he just waited patiently.

"Obviously, the reason you ask is not because you really want to know how long I can live." Isidore said: "The real question is why the lifespan of a psyker is so short."

Song Shi raised his eyes and stared at the other person: "Let's not talk about gods like you, just talk about the fifth-level psykers. There are differences between them, and they have areas where they are good and bad, but in the final analysis, as long as they are A Fifth Ring member thought, they can move mountains and reclaim seas, burn cities and destroy mountains, and transform time and space. They can make it worse than natural disasters."

"But for such existence, their lifespan is not much longer than that of ordinary people." Isidore took over the conversation with a comment: "Take into account the losses caused by fighting, injuries caused by going astray and other off-site factors. After all, the average life span of a fifth-level psychic is no more than 135 years old."

"The fifth ring is already an incredible existence, and the sixth ring, a higher-level divine throne - will only be even more incredible than the fifth ring." Song Shi's tone was not solemn, but more like pure curiosity: " According to the time period you were active, combined with the one hundred years just mentioned."

"A divine throne can only last for more than two hundred years."

"Very few fourth-level psykers are aware of this." Isidore put one hand on the back of the chair, and he looked much more relaxed: "Almost only fifth-level psykers, They will suddenly realize it when they break through the death of destiny and awaken to the true spirit.”

Song Shi's heart skipped a beat, and he realized that the truth about this problem that he had hidden in his past life but was killed before he could figure out the reason was about to be revealed to him.

"I once stayed in the East Continent for a while. Well, it was decades ago." Isidore raised his hand casually: "I know the East Continent quite well. Considering your background, I will Explain it with your Donglu habits."

"The first one is called [Heaven's Injury], and the second one is called [obstruction of knowledge and vision]."

When he began to say this, Isidore's face showed emotion: "The first cells were born in the ocean of inorganic and organic matter. It grew, matured, and then declined. This was a beginning. Ancient ferns and arthropods flourished They coexist for a while, and then a new evolution begins again.”

"So we humans were born and established the earliest tribes. Until the first society qualified to be called civilization was born, it was submerged in the vast sea of ​​time."

Song Shi couldn't help but interrupt: "Don't you have too many jumps in the middle?"

"Why do you think I really know a lot about the history of biology? I studied law at that time." Isidore nodded his chin: "You probably know what I'm talking about, and don't interrupt me."

"In summary, life is so wonderful. One in a million miracles gave birth to the first cell, which brewed the biological origin of Terra. Later, another miracle, the first psyker was born. With us From today's perspective, the most primitive applications of psychic energy are crude, crude, and superficial, and can only be labeled as 'psychic-like'."

"I don't know the specific birth time, it was about ten thousand years ago." Isidore changed the hand holding the chair: "After that, as you know, the first ring, the second ring, and the third ring Our civilization is closely related to psychic energy. It should be said that the civilization of every race is inseparable from psychic energy. However, the internal struggles and external enemies of other races have been gradually submerged in history, and only humans have stood up to the present."

"Terra, once filled with seas of sulfur and magma, has become a great place filled with blue and green, nurturing prosperous life."

Isidore looked at the young man and raised his eyebrows: "And these beings have created a great power called psychic energy. A small beetle that can't fly ten meters can also be full of enthusiasm and grow into a towering Titan beast. . The small and fragile human beings climbed up step by step, and finally brought the celestial beings to their knees. "

Song Shi's pupils suddenly lit up.

At this moment, the confusing thoughts in the past suddenly cleared away, and the scratching fog suddenly opened up. Song Shi said word by word: "Terra. 'Terra' itself has also awakened spiritual power!"

".A very un-Eastern continental statement." Isidore looked at the young man for a few seconds: "I thought you would call this 'Tiandao'. Are you really from the Eastern continent?"

Song Shi closed his eyes and calmed down for a few breaths. When he opened them, the bright lights disappeared, and he said righteously: "A true Eastlander will never need to prove it with words."

"Humph, that's tough." Isidore said calmly: "It's not as shocking as you think. Strictly speaking, Terra's psychic abilities are very half-baked. It also doesn't have a real, clear consciousness."

"In my opinion, if it is allowed to accumulate, maybe one day Terra will have a true will and become a celestial-level psychic entity."

"——What if?" Song Shi repeated.

"Don't get me wrong. First of all, the reason why Terra awakened spiritual energy and gave birth to consciousness is because of the vast life represented by us humans. Terra gave birth to us, and the life process of billions of years in turn nurtured us, and gradually Make it spiritual.”

"Secondly, almost no one is actively interrupting this process."

Isidore raised his index finger and said coldly: "There are very few existences that can only detect that 'Terra is pregnant with consciousness'. And most of these existences have never thought of stopping it."

Song Shi was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "War."

"As expected of my border patrol, he is sharp enough." Isidore snapped his fingers: "Yes, war is between civilizations, races and races, individuals and individuals, war is the only eternal answer. And war is the only eternal answer. Because of psychic powers, in an era when people still relied on chopping wood and burning coal as their main means of heating, there were individuals and destructive forces in the world that could change the terrain. "

"A mountain full of life may take thousands of years to evolve into shape, but in the full collision of two fourth-circle psykers, it can be wiped out from the surface in a few minutes."

Isidore stated plainly: "Unfortunately, this is not an isolated case. War led by psykers has become the main theme of Terra."

"Be it humans or other races, we did not deliberately prevent Terra from giving birth to consciousness. Everything just happened inadvertently."

"Still using your Eastern Continent terminology. Every large-scale war symbolizes the decay of the ecosystem, the rapid demise of a large number of lives in a short period of time, and the wanton release of destructive power. Over the past ten thousand years, Terra's Tiandao was defeated two or three times? Four or five times? It doesn't matter."

"Terra's state is slipping to the bottom of the abyss little by little. I think you should have noticed the extreme climate in the wasteland now, frequent thunderstorms, floods, acid rainstorms, and the vibrations of plate collisions."

"Natural disasters that were rare in the past are now so frequent." Song Shi tapped the table lightly: "Consciousness affects the body, and Terra is terminally ill."

"Wrong understanding." Isidore elaborated with ease: "Cruelly ill, a common saying in the Eastern Continent. It means that the disease is so critical that it cannot be cured, but Terra is different. The planet's self-healing ability is stronger than you think. And the surging vitality of the lives we live on are enough to make up for its trauma.”

"The premise is that there is enough time for everyone to stop blowing the whole world into a mess and smashing it into pieces."

At this moment, Song Shi had completely understood.

"But who would want to stop?"

Isidore tilted his face and smiled happily.

"This is [Heaven's Wound]."