News came from the lower connection area that the "pollution" in the containment area has finally subsided.
Some people died in those deep and winding corridors, some were temporarily expelled and imprisoned in stronger rooms, some were rescued, and some continued to guard the key intersections on the lower level.
Hearing the latest news, Archbishop Semler frowned slightly, but then he sighed heavily.
“The good news is that the chaos everywhere in the underground palace has subsided, all key passages are back in our hands, and the circumstances of all missing persons have been identified. In theory, there will be no more people out of sight. The polluters continue to operate in the underground palace." Looking back, Semler said to Magnum beside him, "The bad news is that many people were injured, and those involved in the battle also suffered from mental pollution of varying degrees. Although superficial mental pollution does not reach the level of being brainwashed into believers of upper-level narrators, it is impossible to say when it will suddenly worsen."
"Separate the polluted people from the unpolluted people. , the polluters are resting in a room depicting the 'Deep Sea Runes'. The effect of those runes has been tested and can be relied on," Magnum said with a hint of exhaustion, "Now there is no condition to put every pollution The patient is taken into custody alone and given care. This can only be done until dawn...everything will be fine."
"Some of the recovered psychic choir members can help comfort those who are mentally damaged. "Compatriot," Wendy also came over, "I have almost recovered."
"Archbishop Wendy, others can, you should rest a little longer," Yuri shook his head. You lost a lot of blood, and you made it all the way out of the containment area. Your current state is not suitable for comforting others."
Wendy smiled bitterly and shook her head: "There will be plenty of time to rest in the future, but. If we don't do our best tonight... there will be no 'future'."
Magnan looked at Archbishop Semler: "What's the situation on the surface?"
" There was no accident on the surface. This is the only good news." Samler rubbed his brows. "Only two teams carrying out dream control showed up with polluters, but they were quickly dealt with. The remaining people continued to attack Austria. The Orlandale area is patrolled and blocked. The dream blockade in the Orlandale area will continue until sunrise."
Yuri turned his head: "What about the dream control in the underground palace?"
"Do you think this situation..." Samler looked around the tense hall with a helpless expression, "Will anyone else fall asleep tonight?"
But soon he still nodded. He nodded and added: "Don't worry, I have arranged monitoring and inspection personnel to ensure that every priest and knight in the underground palace will not fall asleep. After all, the upper-level narrator is a 'god' who relies on dreams to operate. As long as he can control the dreams His absolute control, even if it cannot completely restrain Him, can at least cause enough trouble for His coming..."
"I only hope that our efforts can produce results."Uri," Yuri said to himself, "I hope the Outer Territory Wanderer and Archbishop Selina can get rid of that 'god' as soon as possible..."
"I hope everything goes well for them..." Magnum He muttered, then took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it, looking up at the high ceiling of the hall, calming down his uneasy mood.
In his sight, he hung down from the ceiling of the hall. Between the pillars, huge, transparent spider limbs swooped past, as if weaving something or climbing on an invisible web.
Magnum's eyes widened for a moment
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In the desolate space shrouded in darkness, Gawain and Selina came to the torn apart wreckage of the upper storyteller
The wreckage was moving rapidly. Dissipated, as if what was here was just an illusory illusion, a dream that was waking up.
However, after the "death" of the god who weaved the dream, the darkness around Selina and Gawain remained. , the weird state of Sandbox No. 1 is still the same, and the power of the upper-level narrator... is still the same!
"I'm afraid the divine part of the upper-level narrator is continuing to execute his plan," Gawain said quickly to Celine. Na said, “This is just another layer of battlefield He has woven. ”
The lantern in Selena’s hand emitted a brighter light than before. The light shone on the dissipating limbs of the spider god, shining on the grassland spreading into the distance in the darkness. However, no matter it extended to Everywhere, the darkness and chaos in the distance always maintain the same distance and state, without any trace leading to the outside world!
"Can you destroy this 'curtain'? She looked at Gawain with a little urgency in her tone, "Just like how you destroyed the curtain of Nim Sandro before." "
Before Selina spoke, Gawain was already sensing the boundaries of this dark space and the information intervention point. He frowned and said in a serious tone: "I have already started to try, but this I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up. It takes a long time to prepare to wash away the curtain woven by the upper storyteller. I had prepared almost the whole day when Nim Sandra started..."
Selena's hand holding the lantern She clenched her fist subconsciously, and then she suddenly frowned slightly: "Did you...hear anything? "
"What sound? "Gawain was startled for a moment, and then he began to listen attentively.
In the dark and desolate space, there seemed to be a vague, hallucinatory sound -
< p>Gawain listened carefully and distinguished carefully. The sound seemed like layers of sleep, like the same murmur made by countless people in their sleep. It was not until half a minute later that he finally heard clearly that it was hundreds or even thousands of people. Human voices whispered at the same time -"To the upper narrator, to our omniscient and omnipotent Lord..."
"It's the sound of prayer," Gawain said in a deep voice, "A large number of Prayer...but I don’t know where it comes from..."
"Prayer? Selena said in astonishmentHe said, "The residents of this world should have disappeared. Who is still praying to the upper level narrator?"
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"I saw it again!" Magnum suddenly The loud voice attracted the attention of half the hall, "I saw transparent spider limbs flying from the ceiling!"
"Everyone is doing mental protection, and the nightmare mentors and bishops are going to take care of the technology. Priest!" Archbishop Semler shouted immediately, and then he looked up at the ceiling, but just like last time, he still saw nothing.
But no one dared to despise Magnum's warning, and no one could understand this strange situation.
"We can't see it," Yuri quickly scanned the entire hall and turned sharply to Magnum, "Can you still see it? Where is it?"
"Just now it passed through the air again. It was an almost transparent limb. A very large spider was spinning a web here, an invisible web." Magnan looked up at the empty dome of the hall and rolled his eyes. As if chasing a prey that is invisible to everyone, "Damn... I'm 100% sure it really exists!"
"It is the upper-level narrator, it is exerting influence on the real world, it is breaking through' Box'," Samler said quickly, "We have a loophole here... Magnum, what else can you sense?"
Magnum chased the movement of the transparent illusory spider. Trajectory, but apart from being able to see the more and more solid limbs, as a mortal, it is impossible for him to lock in the power of a god. His brows frowned tightly, and his hands couldn't help but clenched - but this The situation obviously cannot be solved by a mental storm.
"Samler, are you sure that no one here is dreaming? No one is praying to the upper storyteller in his dream?" He turned his head suddenly, his short red hair almost stood up, and his eyes were terrifyingly serious.
"I confirm that every corner has been checked, every priest, every knight, even every servant and follower, as well as every village and town on the surface," Samler said quickly Said, "And..."
"Archbishop!" A cry from a control seat somewhere interrupted Samler's words. A technical priest suddenly woke up from the connection state and shouted loudly. He shouted, "The time iteration of Sandbox No. 1 has been closed from the inside, and the time flow rate in the sandbox is synchronizing with the real world!"
Samler's eyes widened: "What?!"
"It's the upper-level narrator," Yuri quickly reacted. "He wants to enter the real world...so he must synchronize the time between the sandbox world and the real world - time iteration used to allow him to quickly A 'tool' for growth, but now it has become an obstacle to Him, so it has been shut down by Him!"
"He is seizing authority..." "Song of Spirits" Wendy's face became even paler! , at the same time, she also felt that something in her spiritual world was breaking through the suppression and becoming active again, "The pollution is fighting back..."
Yuri frowned and searched for possible loopholes with all his strength. Suddenly, his eyes froze.
He finally realized a key that may have been ignored by everyone.
"Archbishop Semler, there may be a huge loophole in our dream control..." The gentle middle-aged man looked at Semler with a slightly pale face, "Have you checked Computing power node hall..."
"You mean those..." Samler finally reacted, "Impossible, they no longer have dreams, and there are people guarding it. They just carried out the operation an hour ago. After confirmation..."
"Archbishop Sammler," Wendy interrupted Sammler. The singer's face was particularly embarrassed, and he said word by word, "Those... We are human beings too.”
“Damn it! Damn it! We made such a stupid mistake!”
Magnum suddenly cursed and ran towards the other end of the hall. The gate was opened, and Yuri, Semler, and Wendy followed after a brief moment of astonishment.
They came to the special isolation door. Sammler pulled the calling rope on the door. The ringing of the bell came from the other side of the door, but the guard's response was delayed.
The hearts of several archbishops sank instantly.
"Force the door," Magnum said immediately, and put his hand on a crystal device next to the gate. "Yuri, Semler, you go activate the other three runes."< /p>
No one hesitated. Three hands pressed on the rune crystal used for emergency unlocking. As the magic power was injected into it, the sound of the magic device operating came from the isolation door that was not allowed to be opened under normal circumstances. There was a creaking sound, and then the heavy isolation door finally retreated to both sides.
Several Spirit Knight guards and a bishop responsible for guarding the door were sitting quietly in the connecting room, seemingly asleep.
The sound of opening the door probably shook the connecting room. The helmet of a Spirit Knight suddenly fell to the ground. In the exposed armor cavity, there was only disgusting flesh and blood mixed with gray-white ashes.
With just one glance, Magnum could already identify the cause of their death: "The brains were burned..."
A few seconds later, they opened the door to the inner layer. The second gate of the hall.
In the dimly lit inner hall, there are hundreds of platforms neatly arranged. Nerve cords and life-support tubes extend from the edges of the platforms, converging on the pillars of each node. On each platform, there are figures lying in a deep sleep state, responsible for providing computing power for Sandbox No. 1.
The shriveled brain servants lay there motionless. If you look through the observation window in the hall outside, you can't see anything strange at all. However, their lips are moving slightly, with a small amplitude. Open and close.
Hundreds of low murmurs gathered into one voice in the hall -
"To the upper narrator, to our omniscient and omnipotent Lord..."
Semler, standing at the door, felt cold all over.
He murmured to himself: "Theoretically, they shouldn't have the ability to dream..."
Wendy shook her head: "No, they can dream... the whole The sandbox world is their dream..."
Magnum walked into the "computing power node hall" where the brain servants were in two steps, raised his hands high, but the next second he Let go.
You cannot use psychic storms, or even kill any brain servants... The upper-level narrator has already taken shape and has found the coordinates of the real world. Destruction on the physical level can only delay his arrival, and if the brain servants When they die and the sandbox disappears, the god is likely to break away from the shackles here immediately and descend to any place in the world. At that time, all hope of comeback will be truly lost.
What's more, the extraterrestrial wanderers and Archbishop Selina are still "inside".
The wanderers outside the territory may not die from this, but that is the most terrifying thing, which means that those who survive... not only have to face the upper-level narrator who has escaped from trouble, but also another person who is similar to a god. The rage of existence.
Everyone understands this and has thought of this.
Magnum’s eyes moved between the brain servants lying on the platform. Some of them were shriveled up, obviously they had been lying here for many years, and some were still like ordinary people, obviously they had been lying here for several years. Of the "new members", some platforms are empty, which are "lost" brain servants that have not had time to replenish, and some platforms are mottled and old, as if they have been used for a long time...
Magnum suddenly Taking a breath, he slowly walked towards one of the empty platforms.
Wendy called from behind; "Archbishop Magnum, what are you doing?"
Magnum did not look back, just shrugged: "Maybe, it's our turn Someone is lying on it..."
Yuri was startled and quickly stepped forward to stop Magnan: "Think clearly! This is deep neural parasitism, it is irreversible!"
Magnum glanced at Yuri in front of him, stretched out his hand to push him away, with a free and easy smile on his face: "I looked directly at that 'god', Yuri, and that is irreversible.
"Those runes didn't heal my spirit. I can still see those transparent limbs. You and I both understand that I can't look back. ”
He passed the speechless Yuri, left Wendy and Semler behind, came to an empty platform, and slowly lay down.
The automatically induced nerve cords and biochemical tissues immediately began to squirm on their own, moving along the edge of the platform and approaching Magnan.
Magnan looked around and suddenly smiled at himself: "Perhaps we shouldn't have taken this path in the first place..."
Amidst the squirming sounds of the nerve cords, Sammler came to the platform and looked at Magnum lying there with complicated eyes. , but in the end he didn’t say anything to dissuade him, and just asked calmly: “Do you have any last words? ”
“…NoMy last words, but when I see His Majesty the Pope later, please brag for me. "
"Okay. ”
The nerve cord spread to the back of Magnum’s head, and the numbing sound of flesh and blood merging sounded in the darkness.
Yuri also came to the platform and looked at this An old friend of many years asked: “Did you tell me anything? "
Magnum looked at Yuri, grinned slowly, raised his right hand little by little, and showed his middle finger slowly and firmly.
"I It’s already too much to want to do this..."
Magnum’s hand slowly lowered.
After a short delay, the sleep talking of all the brain slaves in the entire hall also stopped. .