Seeing Mahmood's eyes turn into the shape of an apple, Mo Qiong knew something was wrong. Lord Gou once told him …
That was one of the characteristics of the Golden Apple, Divinity Activation.
The Golden Apple was the most important anomaly of the Little Brother Society. Its specific characteristics were unknown, but the tip of the iceberg was learned from Siegley, the assassin who surrendered to the Blue and White Society.
The so-called Divinity Activation was to suppress the subjective personality of a person's subconscious, replacing the ego with the self.
It made people watch their bodies do what their brains thought was the most correct thing to do.
If the personality was the master of the brain, then the subconscious was the butler of the brain.
The subjective personality was unable to analyze the huge amount of data that the human body was exposed to every second. It could only be processed by the unintentional and heartless subconscious.
When a human suddenly judged that something seemed to be approaching from behind, it was not the judgment of the personality, but the subconscious collected countless feedback from the outside world through the pores, analyzed some results, and then judged that something was approaching from behind.
The subjective personality just got an inexplicable result, and then thought it was the sixth sense, but in fact, it was the result of the subconscious silently calculating.
All human judgments were silently processed by the subconscious, and then the part that the subjective personality could understand was transmitted to the subjective personality.
This was the difference between a calculator and a computer user. The difference between a software and a software operator.
It was as if the divinity of the mechanical heart was, for the time being, a vassal of the personality, because it had no dreams and no goals.
The dream of the personality was the dream of the divinity. If there was no personality, the body would stop moving, and even if the divinity still existed, it would only be a vegetable.
If you don't exist, what's the point of my existence?
But all of this changed under the characteristics of the Golden Apple.
It could forcibly suppress the subjective personality of a human, promote the subconscious self like a supercomputer, and shape it into a 'divinity'.
The two roles were reversed. The subjective personality became the consciousness suppressed in the bottom of the heart, and the subconscious took over the brain.
Why was it called divinity?
Because the subconscious itself had no dreams.
Its dreams were subjective wishes. Without the subjective fantasy of some dreams, to desire some things, the subconscious would only be muddle-headed.
Therefore, those who resisted the temptation of the Golden Apple had to use a designed password to implant a goal in the subconscious of the person who touched the Golden Apple.
No matter how unwilling the subjective personality was, the body would carry out the task with 'zero mistakes' and complete the goal.
This kind of willpower that was all for the sake of achieving a goal would not be swayed by any emotion. This was divinity.
It was like a corporation that had acquired a gaming company and had 100% control over it. However, they could only enjoy the benefits and could not interfere with the design and operation of the game.
He silently watched himself accomplish a goal that he didn't want to do, and then his ability to execute it was the maximum that he could theoretically achieve.
At this moment, the seven ancient assassins had been forcibly molded with divinity by Mehad and dominated their bodies.
The responsibility of this divinity was to kill Mo Qiong and Lord Gou, the two lolis.
Therefore, the divinity that these seven assassins had awakened could perhaps be called the God of Loli Slaying.
Divinity pursues this goal with unparalleled fidelity, and the meaning of its existence is to accomplish it. This is the divine office.
Compared to personality, divinity was' perfect. 'It would not be swayed by emotions, and it had no feelings to speak of. It would only act faithfully, reliably, and steadily for the sake of its goals.
It was proficient in all the knowledge and skills that the personality knew, and could perform better than the personality.
"Ding ding ding …"
"Hurry up! Faster! "
Three ancient assassins charged toward Mo Qiong, and the remaining four went to deal with Lord Gou.
After Lord Gou transformed, he was ridiculously strong, but at this moment, he was fighting one against five and had reached his limit. He could not even take care of himself.
Other than focusing on saving his life, he could not care about Mo Qiong.
As for Mo Qiong, on the other side, he was like a small whirlwind spinning top in midair. His mind, eyes, and hands were coordinated to the extreme, but he also looked like he was going to die in the next second.
What was the concept of being surrounded by three master assassins? This was ten times more intense than being surrounded by six black-clothed assassins previously!
His strength was not as good as others, and his reaction was not as good as others. The only advantage he had was his agility and speed. However, under pressure, his speed could not be used. If Mo Qiong dared to jump into the sky without care, he would die in front of the enemy.
The three master assassins assassinated mercilessly from different angles, and it was divinity controlling the body! 100% of their strength! No vulgar thoughts interfered with their actions.
In theory, Mo Qiong would be killed in a second.
The reason why he could still persist in resisting was that he remembered the faces of all the assassins!
To Mo Qiong, fighting with an enemy he knew and fighting with something he did not know were two different things.
There was a world of difference in the way he operated.
If he knew how the enemy looked like, then when he blocked the hidden blade of the assassins, he could swing the hidden blade towards the enemy's face.
Although this move could not be used against powerful enemies, it would be stopped the moment it was stabbed.
However, when the assassins used this move, it could greatly reduce the pressure that Mo Qiong was currently under.
"Destroy the rhythm of the attack!" Mo Qiong concentrated on operating.
The assassins' attack was blocked. Originally, there was an endless stream of attacks coming like a flood, but in the end, the hidden blade was unstoppable and had to stab him. The rhythm of the attack was instantly destroyed.
The three assassins surrounding Mo Qiong were expressionless. They were as calm as the abyss, like killing machines.
However, it was as if they had obsessive-compulsive disorder. Every time they stabbed Mo Qiong, they would stab themselves for no reason and then continue to attack Mo Qiong …
Just like that, there were too many useless movements, as if they were crazy.
What was attacking the enemy's weak point? This was attacking the enemy's weak point! Furthermore, the enemy was the one attacking him, so he had no choice but to use his great muscle control to pull back the hidden blade that was rushing towards his vitals just as it was about to come into contact with him …
The power that was originally used to attack was forced to turn into a defensive power to stop himself.
Although he would not die if he did not stop it and could be petrified, at least his attacks were slowed down.
In this way, he was actually able to withstand the sharp strangulation of the three master assassins! He was even more relaxed than Master Gou …
"Ahhh!"
About ten seconds later, just as Mo Qiong was fully focused on dealing with the enemy, Mehad suddenly howled.
At the same time, the seven ancient assassins showed expressions of anger.
"You've recovered?" Mo Qiong saw the assassins stop for a moment and hurriedly pulled away and looked at Mehad.
It was the same on Master Gou's side. Other than Yi Luo, the other assassins were all stiff.
Mehad was crawling on the ground, rolling around lazily, doing some actions that looked like street dancing, but also like the actions of an epileptic patient.
From time to time, Thomas would spin around and suddenly jump up to perform two sets of boxing and two kicks.
Half of his expression was serious, and the other half was terrified.
God knew how he made this kind of expression? It was too strange.
"Ahhh …" Mehad made meaningless noises. Sometimes he would stand up and dance, sometimes he would lie on the ground and do some attacking actions.
It was as if there were all kinds of invisible monsters around him, biting him, and he was forced to fight back.
"Are you crazy?" Mo Qiong narrowed his eyes.
Yi Luo frowned at Mehad and said, "Why are you so fast? You only lasted for a while! "
The seven ancient assassins seemed to have recovered their subjective consciousness, but they were not happy. Instead, they looked at Mehad sadly.
"Is the willpower of this generation so weak?" The third generation did not feel that his recovery was worth being happy about. He actually despised Mehad for not lasting for long.
Mo Qiong could roughly understand the third generation's feelings. It was like watching his child learn bad things, but he could not even beat others.
He wanted to be a person who would do anything, even enslaving his ancestors. This was not the saddest thing, but at least he could achieve his goal. If the demon king could achieve his goal, then he was also worthy of respect. The only difference was his ideology.
But the saddest thing was that he could not walk the righteous path, nor could he walk the evil path. He was useless.
Looking at the performance of the latest generation, the ancient assassins felt deeply sad.
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