The layers of prayers echoed in the darkness, as if they resonated into a powerful river. Gawain and Selina could not see the river, but they could clearly feel that something was impacting the world. The boundary is hitting the wall between reality and illusion.
Suddenly, however, an uncoordinated disturbance appeared in the river, confusing all the prayers.
Gawain subconsciously glanced at Selina, and then heard a vague, vague voice coming from an extremely distant place:
"Psychic Storm!! !"
A powerful interference broke out, and the layers of prayers were interrupted for an instant, and every sound that merged into a river returned to the depths of darkness.
"Sounds like Magnum's voice..." Selina just muttered subconsciously when she saw a shimmering crack suddenly spread in front of her eyes.
Using the spider web in the dark as a context, a large number of criss-crossing white light traces suddenly appeared in this dark space, making the entire space quickly decompose like a broken mirror. There seemed to be some source. The attack from the "inside" broke the curtain, and the scene in front of Gawain and Selina instantly became wider -
Gawain was immediately on full alert and prepared for battle, and Selina He also came sideways to the back of Gawain, the lamp in his hand emitting a warm and clear light.
The fresh and cold wind blew suddenly. After the curtain was broken, an endless grassland illuminated by starlight came into Gawain's sight. He saw the slightly undulating land extending under the starlight. A large number of unknown flowers and plants were swaying gently in the breeze, and a vaguely familiar hill was standing in front of him and Selina. The hill faced the direction of the starlight
Under the hill, it was quiet. Lying quietly was the remains of a giant black spider. Its huge body had cracked, and a white spider that seemed to be made of light crawled out from the torn remains and was walking step by step along the hillside toward the infinity. Starlight climbs high and far away.
The floating light and the starlight shining from the sky fell on the carapace of this white spider, rippling like water.
The white spider seemed not to notice Gawain and Selena appearing on the grassland, and was still chasing the stars in the sky step by step, but Gawain noticed that between him and Selena, Around Selina, countless shadowy "figures" without any facial features have emerged.
The attack from the upper storyteller has arrived.
Countless shadowy figures rushed towards Gawain and Selena. Gawain wanted to stop the white spider with a sacred aura first, but at this moment he could only find a way to deal with these incoming waves of the past. In the illusion, a layer of illusory flames floated on the pioneer's long sword. He swept the sword across, and large swaths of enemies turned into illusory fragments under his sword.
Selina, under the cover of Gawain, raised the lantern with one hand, and outlined shimmering runes in the air with one hand, constantly mixing the surrounding spider silk andDistant visions of the past turned into awakening dreams, turning them into quickly dissipating foam under the starlight.
Surprisingly, the combat capabilities of those black illusions are not very strong, and their biggest threat to Gawain seems to be only their large numbers.
Gawain and Selina fought side by side, constantly reducing the number of enemies around them, and at the same time tried their best to get to the white spider chasing the starlight.
A shadow that was stronger and more agile than the other shadows rushed over from the side. Gawain's long sword spun around, forcing the other enemies back. A dark spear suddenly appeared, blocking Gawain's sword blade. Then the spear shook, and the black shadow pulled back a little distance, and stabbed back——
The unexpected counterattack made Gao Wen Wen was slightly surprised, but it was still not enough to make up for the gap in strength. After several confrontations, the pioneer sword cut off the spear and shattered the phantom.
At the moment when the phantom was shattered, some messy information flowed into Gawain's mind. He suddenly knew the name of the phantom that he had just shattered - his name was Delwolf. A guard captain of the west coast city-state, he has a stern personality, but he likes to secretly collect shells...
A pair of sharp swords came from the side and behind, and the owner of the swords was defeated after a few rounds.
Her name is Nadai, she comes from Yunliu Woodland, she is the princess of the Emerald Royal Court, and an outstanding elf sword dancer...
The hills are getting closer and closer, the white spider The shimmering particles escaping around him were flying on the plain like fireflies. Gawain could almost touch the aura emitted by the divine spider, and a warm and clear light always shone behind him, constantly dispersing those... The spider webs spreading from the void and the black smoke emerging from time to time also constantly replenished Gawain's lost physical strength.
A particularly powerful swordsman blocked Gawain's way.
He is stronger than all illusions, but also more blurry than all illusions. Many trembling lines spread out from the edge of his head without facial features, as if disturbed, and his limbs also appear abnormal. Rough and fuzzy, but possessing amazing swordsmanship, a black long sword with no visible details split into countless blades in the air, competing tit for tat with the pioneer long sword.
Before this illusion dissipated, Gawain knew his name——
His name was Balmoral, and he was the "slave king" of the desert city-state Nim Sandro. , an outstanding and great ruler.
At the foot of the hill, Gawain and Selina stopped at the same time.
I don’t know when the endless illusions around me disappeared, and only the breeze blew on the grassland under the night. I don’t know when the white spider stopped halfway up the mountain. He turned his head, his head There are no eyes in the position, only some soft light shining on Gawain and Selina.
Suddenly, some unrelated thoughts came to Gawain’s mind——
It turns out that the "divine nature" of the upper-level narrator...has no eyes...
At this moment, a gentle and familiar voice entered Gawain's mind: "Duart ...disappeared..."
It was Naritiel's voice, and Gawain was not surprised at all.
“Give up, Naratir, or should I call you the upper-level narrator?” Gawain shook his head, “I know, I know you are longing for the outside world, but you should also feel it now. It doesn’t belong there. If a god like you comes to reality forcefully, it will only bring millions of deaths, and it will be difficult for you yourself to be safe and sound. You are the reflection of the dream, but those who pray to you in the dream People no longer exist."
The white spider was silent for a few seconds before the voice sounded again: "They are all here..."
The huge jointed limbs moved to the side. Moving away, several white cocoons were tightly protected on the spider's chest and abdomen.
In the process of climbing toward the stars, she has been carefully carrying and protecting these cocoons.
While seeing those cocoons, Gawain already understood a lot of things.
"It turns out that this is what Duarte said..." Selina also reacted and said with a complicated tone, "We have always been curious about where the virtual personalities in Sandbox No. 1 have gone. Where, it turns out..."
"I want to take them outside," the white spider said softly, "because they all want to go outside, so I think so too..."
"No wonder...no wonder the upper-level narrators have undergone changes such as madness, splitting, and death..." Selena's voice seemed particularly low, as if she was talking to herself, "All of us are paying attention to the three thousand people who entered the network. testers, but... there are millions of virtual personalities in the sandbox world... they are also 'real' to you..."
The white spider did not speak, nor deny it. , and did not admit it.
As an archbishop who has a deep understanding of the sandbox system and the mysteries of the soul, Selina finally pieced together the part of the truth that she had never been able to figure out before.
Besides, Gawain had already dealt with a lot of knowledge about the gods, and had also obtained a large amount of disobedient inheritance. At this moment, he was thinking of more things: "It's because he realized that most of the people in the world The 'people' are all virtual illusions, and the upper-level narrator will fall into madness and die in madness, which in turn leads to his split, turning his human part and divine part into two individuals... ...It is precisely because of this process of death and division that you are able to get rid of the shackles of the original 'upper narrator's belief' and be able to swallow up the minds of the entire world without affecting your own existence. Put them all into those 'cocoons'...am I right?"
The white spider gently moved one of its long legs and made a low and sweet voice: "You know a lot of things... ..."
"Do you really think this will succeed?" Gawain?Frowning, "Even if you bring them to the real world, so what? There is no body, no material foundation, and even no conditions to become a spirit body. They were born in a sandbox and can only rely on the sandbox to maintain their existence—— You are a god, but they are not. These cocoons will disappear immediately after entering reality. Have you ever thought about this?"
"...I don't know, and I don't care," Naritir whispered. Said, "They want to go out, I think so too, this is everything..."
In the seemingly gentle and calm words, the huge white spider slowly raised its upper body, a heart-warming wave Shocking hostility finally emanated from this powerful divine creature.
However, Gawain just shook his head regretfully - it seemed that there was no room for relaxation.
"Naratir," he faced the hill and stared at the young god, "you will die, there will be no new divisions, and there will be no resurrection.
"You know how Duarte disappeared, and you should also know that I have established contact with you through him.
"I have the ability to completely destroy you."
"I know," Naratir said softly, "That might be good..."
Between Gawain and Naratir, the endless light suddenly turned into a torrent, washing away the entire plain and washing away the last territory of this false world.
......
Violent shaking woke up Orlandale before dawn. Countless residents woke up from their dreamless sleep and looked in horror at the land that was said to have been cursed. Land, looking in the direction of the Throat of Orandale.
They heard a low whistling sound coming from the collapsed valley, and heard the resonance of countless people shouting echoing on the plains outside the valley. It seemed that something was brewing in the Throat of Orlandale. With a huge force, at the last moment before dawn, it began to beat like a heart.
A ray of rays of light appears on the distant horizon, and the majestic crown of the giant sun seems to be peeking out from there. And in this faint and thin halo, illuminated by the remaining stars on the horizon, there are people Seeing an illusory spider-like shadow climbing the hills on the edge of the Throat of Orandale...
The last moment seemed to have arrived, and Archbishop Semler subconsciously clenched the battle staff in his hand. .
Unsettling whistling sounds echoed throughout the underground palace. The transparent and illusory limbs that Magnum had mentioned finally solidified to the extent that all ordinary priests could clearly see them. They looked at the huge The illusory spider walked between the earth, stone and wall. Every time a huge transparent segmented limb passed by the hall, it would arouse a low exclamation.
Previously, the resonance of the prayers of the brain servants has been successfully blocked by Magnum. However, this seems to only slow down the arrival of the upper-level narrator. He is still persistently squeezing into the real world, as if it is not until the last moment. Then never give up.
"This is the last moment..." Yuri muttered in a low voice, "We have done everything we can do..."
Wendy took a deep breath and walked to a corner of the hall: "I'm going to take care of the wounded."
"His Majesty the Pope just sent the last message. The stability of the sandbox system and the psychic network has been compromised. The limit has been reached," Samler said solemnly. "Next, he will use all his strength to resist the impact of the arrival of the upper-level narrator. If his soul reaction disappears... we will welcome death safely."
Yuri looked ahead calmly: "Hope..."
A whistling sound that shocked the soul even more than before suddenly echoed throughout the entire underground palace, along with it, There was a strong building vibration, which interrupted Yuri's unfinished words.
He subconsciously raised his head and saw the equally confused Archbishop Semler.
......
The nameless flowers and plants turned into ashes, the earth and rocks disintegrated in the air, and the rising black smoke obscured the sky, making the starry sky dim.
At the last moment, the power supporting this false world finally fell, and the entire sandbox began to irreversibly die.
The nameless grassland began to disintegrate, collapsing rapidly from the edge to the center, and the holy white spider also rolled down from the hill, along with the cocoon she desperately tried to protect, and fell to the ground. On the earth.
At the last moment, she weaved layers of spider silk, binding and stabilizing those cocoons again, without letting them suffer any damage, as if it was her instinct to exist in the world.
The warm and bright light spread, dispersing the rising smoke and spreading flames. Gawain came to the side of the white spider that had lost its ability to fight back, and looked at the clear light on her head.
Before he spoke, Naritiel's voice came into his and Selena's minds.
"In the earliest days, they thrived on this grassland... At that time, this was not a desert, and there was no Nim Sandro..."
Celine At this moment, Na finally recognized the terrain here and knew where the vague sense of familiarity came from. She subconsciously looked around, identifying the land that was sinking into darkness: "This is... no wonder I feel So familiar..."
This land was originally "written" by her and Megall III.
But that was a long time ago, so long ago that she had forgotten the original appearance of this place.
"Duart once asked me, if everyone is content with this land, will everyone not have to face this end...all living beings can live in peace and joy in the center of the stage, as long as they don't go When we touch the border, this world becomes real to us...
"Poets can imagine the world beyond the ocean and the world between the stars, and sailors can have eternal richness near the sea. The harvest, don’t worry about the edge of the ocean that gets weirder and weirder the farther you go... Don’t have too much curiosity, and the world will always be beautiful...
"I can't always give him the answer. I'm too stupid... But I think the creators who created all of this must know more...
"Creators...you created this The world has created us again. What is the purpose of all this... Can you tell me what you want us to do? ”
Naratir’s voice was low and soft. In front of this simple question, Selena fell into a long silence.
After thinking for a long time, she raised her head. , staring at the aimless face of the upper narrator
"This is just an experiment, just... an experiment..."
Every word of hers seemed to be exhausted. Strength.
Two seconds later, the white and sacred spider finally let out a sigh: "Ah, thank you... I finally heard the answer from the Creator's mouth. "
"Naratir," Gawain couldn't help but step forward, "Actually, I can still..."
"Can you give me some time? "The voice of the narrator from the upper level came softly, "I want to... look at the stars. "
"Stars? "Gawain raised his head in astonishment, but he could only see a dark and chaotic sky without any stars.
And when he looked away again, he saw the white spider god and the cocoon she had protected until the last moment. ...has begun to turn into bits of light dust.
...
The roaring in the valley has stopped, and the tremors of the earth have calmed down.
Olan. The residents of Dell walked out of their homes with uneasiness and fear, took to the streets, asked each other about the situation, and invariably looked in the direction of the Throat of Orandale.
In the dim light of the sky, there were children. They exclaimed.
In the outline of the rising sun, it seemed that an almost transparent giant spider climbed up the nearby rock and climbed to the high ground on the edge of the valley, where it stopped quietly. , carefully pushing the cocoon-like thing in front of him.
The last starlight on the horizon shines, reflecting on the spider's increasingly illusory torso, facing the last starlight of the day, as if There was a vague admiration, and many people heard the illusory voice ringing in their minds, but felt at a loss about the voice——
"Here, the story ends..."
p>Then the morning sun rose, and the brilliance of the huge sun shone on the earth. Everything disappeared like a dream, leaving only the sky and the earth.