Blue and White Society - Chapter 1036

[Chapter 1024 Control the Box]

Mo Poor lowered the depth with the box and broke the information security mode in an instant.

In order to prevent the box from having such characteristics as deep rebound, Mo Poor transplanted various lethal characteristics on the World Destroyer in advance.

In any case, the box must reach Mo Poor’s landing point before it can rebound deeply.

Even if the time is zero, there must be a ‘reached the landing point’ in its information record, which is guaranteed by Mo Poor’s absolute hit.

So when the depth fell to the falling point, the World Destroyer was already dead, and after recovering, it was already a dead person to protect.

However, it turned out that Mo Poor was thinking too much.

The box does not have the characteristic of depth rebound. After getting rid of the Destroyer, Mo Poor sensed the information of the box and broke the superposition state, and then it returned to its original depth.

Unfortunately, the same method cannot be used on Po Luoge’s clone.

Mo Poor couldn’t implant any characteristics into Poluoge’s avatar in advance. He could implant the Destroyer because Mo Poor had perceived the two characteristics of ‘forced movement’ and ‘absolutely unshakable’ before.

It was equal to the fact that Mo Poor had already recorded two falls on the body of the Destroyer.

This is equivalent to a long time ago, when Mo Poor knew what other people’s internal organs looked like, he could shoot an arrow through his body.

However, Mo Poor’s understanding of the Boluoge clone is superficial. Its characteristics determine that no one in the endless dimension can know the information of the Boluoge, and there is an absolute isolation inside it.

If you want to know its interior, or the level of information, unless you lower the depth of the pologo clone.

But the moment it dropped, it rebounded again, and the time-consuming was zero. Mo Poor had no time to do any observations or operations.

“Sure enough…there is no polo song clone at all.”

“Not even Best Metal…”

Mo Poor held the box in his hands, easily perceiving all the information in the box.

The entire dimension is inside the box, which is contained on the level of information. Even though the box is obviously so big, all the information in the dimension belongs to ‘inside the box’.

As long as you use subjective ideas, you can change the information inside.

The information in the dimension is

like gravel containing countless details, like a universal material.

In Mo Poor’s thoughts, vast and infinite light spots are reflected.

A point of light may be a thing, or an area, or a rule, or a phenomenon, or a concept.

Mo Poor knew what each of these dots of light represented, and ‘expanded’ a dot of light, or in Mo Poor’s mind, he could subdivide a dot of light into infinite dots of light.

That is the deep information of a thing, such as a dot of light representing the Destroyer. After unfolding in Mo Qiong’s mind, the information is vast and countless dots of light are displayed.

Each one is the information of the Destroyer, such as mass, volume, energy, coordinates, state…

the absolute characteristics of the Destroyer, everything the Destroyer has done, everything the Destroyer has… etc. wait.

And unfolding again, any status information point of the World Destroyer has infinite light points.

For example, if you expand the information about the state of the World Destroyer, there will be countless possibilities about its state, as well as annotations, interpretations, and explanations…

At this time, the state of the World Destroyer is an obliteration state, that is, both body and spirit are destroyed, but the information is still there. Existence, but all surface information is hidden.

Alive is a state, body death is a state of soul surviving, body and spirit are extinguished is a state, non-existence is also a state, and the most fundamental death is the deletion of information.

Information deletion is stateless.

Mo Poor is in charge of the box and can tamper with all the light spots.

And the information light spots seem to have no bottom, Moqiong can continue to expand, each light spot can be turned into infinity, and each infinity can be turned into infinity again.

The unfolding iteration is endless, the state of a person, the state with its state, and the state of the state…

Any concept of a law has its concept of concept, and there are countless comments on each concept. Each piece of information annotates the annotation, and the annotation of the annotation… The

information is infinite, and each point of it is also infinite.

Mo Poor can use them to create anything he can imagine, tamper with what already exists, or make anything that does not exist exist.

It is impossible for him to know all the information at the same time, but the box is very convenient. As long as Mo Poor thinks of a concept in his mind, he can directly retrieve it, and the relevant light spots will appear in his mind.

However, this seemingly omnipotent box couldn’t even do the first thing Mo Poor wanted to do.

He cannot resurrect all deleted creatures in the whole dimension.

The original information has been deleted and there is no backup.

Mo Poor didn’t know the people who were deleted by the Destroyer. Mo Poor didn’t know what they were doing, thinking, or possessing before they died.

Because there was no backup in the box, and all the information was deleted, Mo Poor couldn’t find it either.

He tried to create a Jiujiu. It was very simple. Mo Poor could easily create one with the same image and even the same way of speaking, but the created one was not the original one. Mo Poor didn’t know what the original Jiujiu’s information was. .

“It’s really amazing.” Mo Poor thought and created a pure white world.

It’s like a white hall that is so clean that there is no trace of dirt.

Being in it, Mo Poor resurrected the World Destroyer, and at the same time, he also relieved the spiritual distortion of the ancient gods.

The World Destroyer, who has already removed all the miscellaneous settings, is a pure mortal.

The ancient gods, the few who died were also resurrected by Mo Poor and restored themselves.

“You… why is the box in your hands!” The World Destroyer couldn’t accept this sudden change at all.

In his opinion, one second he was still stepping on Mo Poor, treating it as a flying sword, but in the next second, the world was turned upside down, the box was in Mo Poor’s hands, and the situation was turned upside down!

The world was changing too fast for him to accept it.

“Come back!” The World Destroyer once designed a feature to recall the box, and he is still trying to use it at this moment, but now he has no features.

Realizing that it was useless, the Destroyer jumped on him with red eyes.

Losing the box was enough to make him lose his mind.

“Give me back the box!” The Destroyer went crazy for a while.

However, he couldn’t get close to Mo Poor at all, and none of his actions aroused any reaction from Mo Poor, and Mo Poor didn’t even glance at him.

Mo Poor studied the box silently, still ignoring him.

But this time, World Destroyer no longer had the capital to be angry, and he, who was already an ordinary person, felt terrified at the moment when he ignored Mo Poor.

In the pure white space, Mo Poor stroked the iron box with his hands, his black hair was like a waterfall, and his clothes were like clouds. He just stood there quietly, but it seemed that he would never reach it.

His eyes seemed to be concentrating on some kind of worry, but there was enlightenment and relief in his brows.

The World Destroyer stopped his meaningless actions, looked at the distance under his feet that could never be shortened, and knew that as long as Mo Poor didn’t want to, no one could get close to him.

Mo Poor just stood upright like this, and invisibly put unspeakable pressure on the World Destroyer.

This is not any regular suppression, nor is it a substantive imposing coercion. It is fundamentally different from the oppression of the mysterious rules set by the former World Destroyer.

It’s just a natural, vague aura.

Invisibly, it made World Destroyer feel that he was standing here like a minion.

“Hahaha! I’m dead alive!”

Suddenly, in the white space, an old man in a white robe suddenly appeared on the spot, looking up to the sky and laughing.

“The resurrection feature I set is to reshape it according to the previous posture. If you are not satisfied, you can change it yourself. I have given you the authority of the omnipotent editor of information.” Mo Poor said.

Tampering, transferring, and creating are just one side of Tiangui, and only information editing is the almighty Tiangui.

Qin Huali was born again, full of emotion.

I saw that he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had returned to his youthful posture, and his white robe had also turned into a coarse black ink coat.

Although he was graceful and graceful without the white robe, he also had an indescribable heaviness.

Qin Huali studied Confucianism when he was young, learned Mozi when he was young, and practiced the way of assassin when he was old.

Up to now, he has become the almighty ghost, the so-called containment, the so-called absolute characteristics, which can be taken or taken away, born or destroyed.

“Qin Huali, meet the giant!” Qin Huali bowed deeply.

Then got up, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com and Mo Poor looked at each other and smiled.

Qin Huali tilted his head, caught a glimpse of the World Destroyer and the Ancient God, and asked, “How will they deal with it?”

Mo Poor didn’t say anything.

The ancient gods were already startled to look around, they were looking for the sword mound!

“Where is the tomb?”

At this moment and at that moment, the ancient gods are so knowledgeable, and their will to survive is extremely strong.

For a while, they turned into ancient swords one by one in a hurry. Among them, Seth quickly used the energy in his body to create a sword mound, and then nine ancient swords flew into it, consciously inserted, and lay down obediently.

The Destroyer’s pupils shrank, recalling what he had done to Mo Poor, he couldn’t help but feel cold hands and feet.

The ancient gods could turn back into swords and seal themselves consciously, but he couldn’t do anything, he was at a loss and stood like a minion.

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[End of this Chapter]