This time I chose Paladin.

Chapter 115 Light!
Since knowledge has weight, that weight can be measured. The value measured is the amount of mental energy required to bear it.

He Li's face was a little pale, and Nie Weiyang smiled.

Revealing secret knowledge comes at a price, and revealing too much knowledge will be punished by the New World.

Therefore, experienced warriors know not to reveal their mental power values... Otherwise, those who know too much secret knowledge, especially scholars - will release tailor-made nuclear bombs!

"You know the source of the water vein's power is the planet." Nie Weiyang whispered in He Li's ear, "But tides don't come from gravity, because this planet doesn't actually have a moon."

He Li originally pricked up his ears to listen, but when the content about tides came up, his heart suddenly tightened.

Similar to Xiang Feng at the beginning, a mind-blowing extreme terror burst out from the bottom of his heart, his vision was quickly covered by darkness, a kind of nothingness, darkness and destruction spread in his mind, and when he thought about its existence, his thoughts collapsed.

A pitch-black hue surged from his pupils, covering his irises and sclera in an instant. He lost all five senses, his reactions, his ability to think. A collapse erupted from the depths of his mind, fragments of his thoughts pouring down like a heavy rain. The necklace hanging from his chest fluttered, flashing with light, trying to pull at his spirit—

Nie Weiyang held the necklace in one hand, a white light flashed in his eyes, and he gently took it off.

——This is the importance of securing key equipment.

You never know if you might suddenly lose the ability to think.

"Start a flood and submerge both banks?" Nie Weiyang whispered in He Li's ear: "No, you can only submerge yourself."

Or, be overwhelmed by knowledge weighing 70 points!

'Boom——'

'Brief and complete knowledge' that exceeds the tolerance threshold by 20 to 25 points is not costly and can be fatal.

The best benefit-to-attack ratio researched by scholars made He Li feel as if his blood vessels were broken deep in his mind. His consciousness shattered and reorganized, and his mind fell into darkness. Countless gorgeous, strange and terrifying colors passed by him, and finally, he fell on a wasteland.

It was a blood-red wasteland, the sky and earth flat and open. A bloody rain fell, quickly soaking He Li's spirit. He felt like he was about to melt and disappear. He raised his head with difficulty and saw the scarlet sky, which was raining endless blood. In the bloody rain, two people stood in the distance.

He Li looked over.

He saw Nie Weiyang, who was dressed in armor, and a thinner man with white hair.

The former was shrouded in a flickering white light, while the latter was enveloped in a black mist. They stood facing each other, a hundred meters apart, on either side of He Li. He couldn't see either man's eyes, because when his gaze fell on the white-haired man's, the "eyes" vanished. He saw a sea of ​​blood, raging waves, and materialized emotions. Within him, anger, pain, hatred, disgust, murderous intent, rage, sadness, fear, hatred, anxiety, guilt, rage, shame, hatred, despair, loneliness, rage, boredom, depression, confusion, weariness, anger, apathy, worry, rage, disappointment, rage, hatred, hatred, hatred, hatred...

"What...is this..." He Li muttered. All of this was beyond his comprehension. His mind repeatedly collapsed and reassembled, his soul dissolving in the process. He slowly shifted his gaze to look at Nie Weiyang, clad in armor. Nie Weiyang also looked back at him.

He saw a pair of red eyes, which were calm and peaceful, exuding kindness.

So upright.

So pure.

In this way... people are treated as equal.

He Li finally understood why Nie Weiyang came.

——Such a person will inevitably return to the sect and be "attracted" by people like himself.

……

The spiritual connection lasted only a moment. In reality, He Li closed his eyes and fell backward. He fell from the rocky slope, tumbling into the river for the third time with the sound of a heavy object hitting the water. The river of mud and sand swallowed him in an instant, swallowing the life of that body. His soul transformed into a faint light, drifting out from Nie Weiyang's eyes, gradually rising, and falling into the starry sky.

In his spiritual world, beneath a blood-red sky, the two figures stood facing each other, bathed in the same blood rain, harmonious yet mutually exclusive. In the distant darkness, a figure draped in a crimson cloak watched them, forming a sharp isosceles triangle with them. Every person with strong spiritual power, every person who firmly believes in themselves, must engage in dialogue with every aspect of their own soul.

Nie Weiyang is good at this.

At this moment, he turned his head and looked at the people in the distance.

"Your boss is dead." His voice remained gentle and calm, piercing the night air. No trace of danger could be heard in it, and it was impossible to tell what had happened in that instant. He smiled and said, "Will you stay here, or return to your settlement?"

The crowd in the distance still lacked a sense of reality. They looked at him blankly, seemingly completely unaware of the change in circumstances.

how can that be possible?
How could it be possible that...

Just die?
Such a powerful man... someone who could carve a path through the great rivers, someone who shaped their faith... he died?

"How could it be... The boss is like the hero in a novel, how could he be dead..." Chen Yan muttered, turning his head and glancing around, trying to make eye contact with others to gain confidence: "No... No way..."

The crowd froze, as if the echo of the fall had not yet faded. They tried to wait for the man to surface again, as if it were just a terrible joke.

It was a suffocating moment, as if time were being strangled, and the crowd was hollow and silent. Chen Yan's smile froze, his lips moving silently a few times. Like a fish out of water, his back suddenly hunched, as if his bones had been pulled out.

This man's death shattered their faith, their dreams. Originally, they only needed to fight monsters, grow vegetables, fish, and live their lives, relying on their boss's help to live comfortably. Cooperation with the Return Sect also guaranteed a steady flow of basic resources... They simply had to feign ignorance, simply ignore it. They kept their hands clean and their feet clear of dirt. What the Return Sect did had nothing to do with them. As long as this continued, even in this perilous new world, they could live like normal people.

But now, all is gone.

The air was dead silent, even breathing had ceased. The river had taken away not only their lives, but also the very foundation on which they all depended for survival. Their world had collapsed, leaving more than twenty young faces utterly devastated.

In the corner, the woman who had walked out from behind He Li had a face as pale as paper.

This was a woman who looked very intellectual. She was beautiful and tall, with a hint of purple light in the depths of her pupils. She stared blankly at the river, at the waves that no longer moved, and then slowly turned to Nie Weiyang in the distance.

The clear light of the silver moon illuminated the sky and earth, and fell on the tall figure.

An emotion gradually emerged from the woman's eyes, a sharp - piercing -

——hatred.

A bright purple light flashed in her eyes, and the hearts of everyone around her moved. A voice sounded in their minds, like a soft ballad.

Nie Weiyang felt something in his heart. He raised his eyes and looked at the strange woman in the crowd.

In that murderous intent, there was a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling that surprised him a little.

"Spiritual cultivation? Is this... Worshiping the Moon...?"

Although he had met this person in a previous life, he was so well-protected back then that he only knew her as a spiritual practitioner. However, since he wasn't involved in the events surrounding Hebo, he had no idea that Hebo's military advisor, Bai Yuesheng, was actually a woman.

Now, facing the power displayed by the other party, Nie Weiyang showed a hint of interest.

"Mind interference, similar to Chen Hu's..."

Nie Weiyang started laughing again.

　Chapter 3, No. 27
　　
　
(End of this chapter)