Chapter 9

When the first wave of psionic shells roared up, Yang Fan became blind for a while. His seriously injured body was torn to pieces by the overwhelming shock wave, and his flesh and blood vaporized, leaving no bones.

The whole wilderness, within a hundred miles, turned into desolation.

He's dead.

With endless reluctance and hatred, there is no whole body in death.

Zhu Huanan finally chose to die with the four demon kings, and the price he paid was not only his own life, but also the lives of all people and monsters within a hundred miles outside the West Chu city.

The Western Chu city is protected by a large psionic array, which can resist the impact of psionic shells to the greatest extent. After the explosion, the surrounding area of the Western Chu city is deserted and has become an isolated city in a real sense.

"Your physical body is destroyed. Your spiritual mind breaks free from the shackles of your flesh and blood and rises with the wind. Spiritual will + 3 and spiritual power + 2."

The prompt sound in his ear will wake up some confused Yang Fan.

"What's the matter? I'm dead. Why can I hear the sound and feel the things around me?"

Yang Fan struggled to open her eyes and found herself floating in the sky at the moment.

There's nothing wrong. It's not flying, not swimming, but floating. Like a balloon full of hydrogen, it rises and floats with the wind, completely involuntarily.

"Soul state? It turns out that people will really become another form after death!"

Yang Fan suddenly tried to open his mind, expand his vision, and urgently wanted to find other souls of the same kind.

Since he can become such a soul state, others may be able to.

"You picked up a memory belonging to Zhu Huanan. Your mental power has been improved by the integration of ideas. Mental power + 1 and memory + 1."

"You have picked up a memory belonging to Huang Zhong. Your mental power has been improved by the integration of ideas. Mental power + 1 and memory + 1."

"You picked up a memory belonging to Wang Zhe. With the integration of ideas, your mental power has been improved. Mental power + 1 and memory + 1."

"You have picked up a memory belonging to Huayue. Your mental power has been improved by the integration of ideas. Mental power + 1 and memory + 1."

“……”

After the thought is released, the prompt sound in my ear is like the rain beating plantains, ticking away.

The soul is constantly condensed, and many memories that do not belong to them begin to appear in the brain.

Yang Fan's thoughts became a little confused and his head hurt badly. He rolled and struggled in place, but there was still a steady stream of memory fragments integrated into his brain.

In the chaos, Yang Fan felt that his "body" was also expanding and becoming larger. In only one minute, he was "strong" enough to control his direction in the wind, and he could move freely in the air.

I don't know whether his own obsession is causing trouble or the memories in his brain are affecting him. Yang Fan's "body" involuntarily floated to the direction of the Western Chu city.

Very fast, thousands of miles in an instant.

While the red eagle king and the mountain demon king rushed to the West Chu City, Yang Fan's "body" had passed through the psionic shield outside the West Chu city without hindrance and crept into the city quietly.

"Mom, why are you crying? Is Niuniu making you angry?"

"No, no, Niuniu is the best. Mom loves you! Mom just wants you to grow up safely... Wuwuwuwu..."

Yang Fan saw a young mother kneeling and holding her daughter, tears streaming down her face.

"No, no! I don't want to die! I'm only twenty years old. I still have a lot of years. I can't die!"

"Son, keep your chest up and put away the cowardice in your heart! If you can live, who is willing to die?"

"Remember to me, I'd rather die than be a slave! I'd rather have no bones than become blood food in the mouth of monsters!"

Yang Fan saw a middle-aged warrior holding his wife and scolding his son.

"City master, the 100000 elite fighters underground have been settled properly, and the fire plan has been successfully completed!"

"Why didn't you follow along?"

"The city master didn't choose to escape. Would his subordinates go to the bottom of the earth to live alone? Swear to live or die with the West Chu City!"

"Well, you made your own choice. I don't insist. Close the door. The underground shelter has enough resources for them to need for half a year. I hope they can continue to survive in this troubled world after the city is broken!"

"As long as people do not die, our western Chu city will not be completely destroyed! Although the fire is small, it will start a prairie fire!"

"The city master is right. Although the fire is small, it will start a prairie fire!"

In the municipal hall, Yang Fan saw that the city Lord Yuchen was making a final farewell to his subordinates. At the same time, the memory of the underground shelter also came to his mind.

It is a large shelter built entirely of A-class special alloy. It is hidden within 3000 meters underground. In theory, it may withstand 100 times the power generated by the atomic bomb explosion. It is the last safety point built after 80 years of hard operation in Western Chu city. It will not be used until the city is destroyed.

"The fire plan has been started. It seems that even Shangguan Yuchen has no hope for this sudden disaster."

After absorbing the memory of some masters in South China, Yang Fan is no stranger to the fire plan.

Although the plan is good, it can only save 100000 residents.

Now, since the fire plan has been started, it means that Shangguan Yuchen has made the final decision. Yang Fan's heart is filled with sadness. It seems that he can see what will happen in the West Chu City, and his mind is in chaos again.

"Mankind will eventually rise, and we swear not to be slaves!"

"Long live mankind!"

"Long live the union!"

"War! War! War!"

Outside the city, on the towering city wall, Yang Fan saw countless warriors willing to die constantly injecting all their spiritual powers into the city protection array.

The determination to die and unyielding will have a strong resonance with countless memories in Yang Fan's mind. The originally chaotic thoughts are surprisingly neat and unified at this moment. There is only one voice in Yang Fan's mind now:

"Mankind will eventually rise, and we swear not to be slaves!"

"War! War! War!"

This is the cry imprinted on everyone's bones, and Yang Fan's "body and mind" are shocked by it.

"You have successfully integrated all your memories, touched your heart, and continuously improved your willpower. You have successfully understood the immortal will. The Terran is immortal, and the will lasts forever! Spiritual will + 100, spiritual power + 20."

Click!

Click!

The psionic shield began to break. At this time, the last announcement of Yuchen, the city Lord, sounded over the city:

"Compatriots and comrades in arms, if there is an afterlife, we will gather again and swear to kill the demons! Farewell!"

"Mankind will eventually rise, and our generation will not die as slaves!"

After a shout, Shangguan Yuchen led himself to explode. At the same time, the power of self explosion triggered millions of units of psionic reserves buried 100 meters underground of the municipal hall.

Boom!

The white light flashed, and everything fell silent again.

"You picked up a memory belonging to Shangguan Yuchen. With the integration of ideas, your mental power has been improved. Mental power + 1 and memory + 1."

"You have picked up a memory belonging to Zhang Rao. Your mental power has been improved by the integration of ideas. Mental power + 1 and memory + 1."

"You picked up a memory belonging to sun Zhipeng. Your mental power has been improved by the integration of ideas. Mental power + 1 and memory + 1."

“……”

The moment after the explosion, Yang Fan's mind began to have endless memories pouring in. It was fierce. The speed and quantity were thousands of times that outside the city just now.

Rao is aware of a trace of immortal will. Yang Fan's current mental state is unprecedentedly strong, but he still can't resist the spiritual impact like a torrent.

"Ah!!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but scream and struggled in mid air with his "head". The tear and impact from the depths of his soul made him unbearable.

Soon, his consciousness was chaotic again, and the scream became weaker and weaker. Finally, his "eyes" were dark, his mind was silent, and he could no longer feel any information from the outside world.