In past detective stories, there’s a saying that once you’ve eliminated all possibilities, whatever remains, no matter how absurd, must be the truth. I am uncertain if my intellect allows to list all possibilities, let alone eliminate all erroneous parts, but at this mont, only one possible answer remains in my heart. I can only accept it as the truth.
Even though it’s just ordinary water, if accumulated to the mass equal to the sun, it would collapse and transform into another sun. Flas, when accumulated to a certain limit, could also transform into a substance entirely different from flas. I thought I understood this principle, but didn’t expect to forget it during practice.
At the sa ti, I realized why the Catastrophe Demon could manipulate the power of attraction.
Because "attraction" itself is the power of "mutual pull," in other words, "gravity." For the Catastrophe Demon, who can directly manipulate gravity, this is easily an expandable concept. The abnormally high hit rate is the sa; perhaps it can also reverse gravity, granting itself an abnormally high dodging rate.
It’s probable that Mazao’s journey to the modern world is partly due to the indispensable power of the Catastrophe Demon.
Although Mazao’s 扫帚 star power attracts abnormal things to him, the attraction process isn’t without reason; events must have their own independent logic. Similarly, Little Bowl’s Prayer Power, while miraculous, either enhances the abilities one already has or makes a possible event happen, but never brings down miracles without reason.
The Catastrophe Demon’s gravity can warp space-ti, inevitably affecting and potentially causing malfunctions in spatial teleportation and other skills. Little Bowl’s Prayer Power likely intervened in this malfunction, realizing an astronomical probability, allowing Mazao’s crossing to succeed.
Again, waves of black flas rushed towards rapidly, and I did not dare to neglect them, counteracting them all with my flas.
These black flas can harm my True Spirit.
However, unlike Huang Quan and Ming Zhuo’s thods; those two could harm my True Spirit because they possess deep knowledge of it and power far surpassing mine. The Catastrophe Demon prefers to forcefully achieve this through its Power Attribute.
Heavier substances tend to sink to the bottom of the sea; the Catastrophe Demon’s extrely heavy black flas seem easily capable of attacking the "deep and fundantal parts."
The attack from the opposite side hasn’t stopped, I almost simultaneously felt my flas being "hacked."
—The Catastrophe Demon is trying to manipulate my flas!
This is the sa thing I previously did to it. Seems like it learned this trick from .
We both exist as entities ford by flas and souls, invading and seizing each other’s flas equates to "contesting each other’s existence."
More brutal than ordinary combat, the losing side will be completely swallowed and assimilated by the other.
I completely decomposed my body, transforming into a vast Fire Sea to devour the Catastrophe Demon. The Catastrophe Demon also did the sa, transforming into a black Fire Sea biting over here.
Bright and dazzling flas tangled with dark and deep flas, transforming this area into an ocean of destructive energy.
My consciousness spread to every place my flas reached, so the next scenes would be difficult to describe plainly using human language; I can only forcibly describe them as such—In my mind, it’s like a huge chessboard constructed by feedback from each location, white pieces symbolizing and black pieces symbolizing the Catastrophe Demon moving chaotically, mingling and fighting together.
Each piece is both my fla and my thought, so too is the Catastrophe Demon. I keep eating the opponent’s pieces, converting them into my white pieces; simultaneously, my pieces were being eaten by the opponent, converting into black pieces opposing .
So would say a fight is "know each other better through battle," even believe that opponents can "communicate through fists," naturally understanding each other’s will through combat. But what we are doing goes even further, exchanging our consciousnesses in a real sense.
In this continual process of devouring each other and being devoured, I grasped the essence of the "Catastrophe Demon" as an existence more efficiently than ever before.
Now I seem to understand the logic used during the Naraku Gospel summoning and predicting the Catastrophe Demon.
This Catastrophe Demon, although being "the future ," is not "the after eting Mazao."
The encounter between Mazao and probably wasn’t supposed to happen. Without Little Bowl’s prayers, we were destined never to et. Perhaps even Naraku Gospel couldn’t incorporate the Power of Divine Seal Fragnts into its calculations. Therefore, the prototype of Catastrophe Demon should be "the who didn’t et Mazao, couldn’t encounter any abnormal events, just wandering outside the gates of the abnormal world, suddenly entering the Doomsday Era ten years later."
Because he couldn’t contact any abnormal events, this naturally couldn’t contact any demon hunter, let alone any Spell knowledge.
Even if given ti to grow slowly, even without encountering any danger or combat, I could naturally beco Impermanence within these ten years, but not knowing how other Impermanence uses power, I couldn’t determine what my correct evolutionary path should be.
To keep growing stronger, one must enhance one’s density—at most, I could imagine this halfway and crudely compress my flas at the superficial level. As for what aning there is in becoming stronger without encountering any abnormal dangers, I cannot say, but I would undoubtedly pursue powerful strength. "The desire for stronger power" doesn’t need a reason.
Just walking like this, my power finally underwent a qualitative change, and the Eclipse form was born.
As I understood all this, a certainty erged from the depths of my heart.
—This battle, I have won.
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