Suddenly, the style of painting changed.

　　

　　 Even if a good fantasy background becomes a science fiction, now it turns into a ghost story?

　　

Is 　　 too much?

　　

　　 The horror is like ice water, gradually infiltrating into the bone marrow, but Huai Shi's brain started to think about it, trying to divert his attention, even though he panicked.

　　

　　 Especially when he turned back to the Book of Destiny and found that there were ten people when he set out...

　　

Since when did 　　 become seven?

　　

When did 　　 start again, did the seven subtract one or seven?

　　

　　It's hard to understand what happened.

　　

　　 The sudden change made him stiff in place. When he lowered his head and looked at the display on the arm part of the spacesuit, he once again felt the shock that was not inferior to the previous one.

　　

　　——【Depth 0】

　　

　　 They still exist in the present realm, and have not been swallowed by hell. But everything has already changed unconsciously.

　　

　　 "What's wrong, Huai Shi?"

　　

　　 Iz noticed his abnormality and seemed confused, and asked on the public channel: "Are you okay?"

　　

　　 "...No, I'm okay, just take a breath."

　　

　　 Huaishi replied calmly, holding the jet, through the gloves of the spacesuit, resonating, counting the number of safety ropes with the echo of the finger:

　　

　　 "1, 3, 3, 2, 4...5, 5, 7."

　　

　　 is seven people, nothing wrong!

　　

　　 "You can count again and try." Tong Ji's voice sounded like a smile but not a smile.

　　

　　 "0, 1, 2, 10, 11... 21."

　　

　　 Huaishi's heart suddenly became more and more horrified, and sure enough, there were still 21 people!

　　

and many more……

　　

　　 The silent count in his heart paused for a while, repeatedly comparing the records in the book of destiny, and realizing what was wrong.

　　

　　 Why is the result of my count different every time? !

　　

　　 "Because reality has already been changed, Huaishi." Tong Ji sighed in his ear: "To be precise, it was alienated under the radiation of Helios' secret instrument.

　　

　　 has become something you can't understand..."

　　

　　 In the dead silence, Huai Shi was sweating.

　　

　　 It is clear that everything is normal in front of them, obviously they are still slowly approaching Helios, and they are about to reach the ‘Kingdom’s Gate’ which is several kilometers high.

　　

　　 But something has been changed, they didn’t even notice...

　　

　　 "This is the "philosopher's conjecture"."

　　

　　 Toki said: "If you want to say it, it is really rare material. If you collect it and sell it to the present, every gram may be equivalent to the three qualitative changes of the source crystal, right?

　　

　　 Usually only the soul filled with the essence of craftsmanship and fantasies can produce this kind of precipitation when it is burned. Unexpectedly, it is like a sea of ​​smoke here.

　　

　　 Such an exaggerated scale, if it is passed back, it will surely attract many gold nuggets to come? "

　　

　　 "Wait, you mean...burn?"

　　

　　 "That's right, the incineration of the source material."

　　

Tong Ji replied earnestly: "In other words, you can treat those intangibles as the ashes of the dead on Helios, and only when so many outstanding alchemists and their obsessions are burning. Produce such an exaggerated scale, right?

　　

The souls of those people were annihilated in the sudden upheaval, and the source material was extracted and burned by the engine of Helios. What was left was the ashes filled with self-realization and distorted fantasy, radiating to the surrounding...in the boundless space Among them, looking for a relief.

　　

　　 Isn’t that the spontaneous hapless ghost just now?

　　

　　 was eroded and disturbed by them, immersed in their comprehension, and went on a dead end without knowing it... the more obsessed with alchemy, the more attracted to this temptation, just like moths fighting the fire.

　　

　　 As a result, the flames burned to ashes in vain... In the end, I didn't understand that what I had understood was nothing at all! "

　　

　　 That's just a conjecture that emerged from the source of the dead.

　　

　　 Seemingly philosophical lies.

　　

It’s like knowing the truth and essence in a dream. It seems extremely precious. I try my best to write it down, but when I open my eyes, I will only find that what I have found is just a big banana. Such absurd things.

　　

　　 Even if it is slightly contaminated, cognition will be hindered.

　　

　　 Because of this, ‘philosopher’s conjecture’ is the main material for various strict investigations on banned drugs.

　　

The biggest effect of 　　 is brainwashing.

　　

　　 makes people believe in something absurd.

　　

　　 "Including what you have just realized, forget it as soon as possible." Tong Ji reminded: "That is just a momentary obsession, and it has no value at all."

　　

　　 After a long silence, Huai Shi asked dryly: "So, am I just affected by them? Actually, no problems occurred at all?"

　　

　　 "No, in fact, there have been things that you didn't notice, Huai Shi, there are many. It's just that some are worth paying attention to, and some are not worth it."

　　

　　 Toki smiled meaningfully: "If I tell you, compared to when we started, not one less person, but two less?

　　

　　 Do you remember at the beginning, who called you ‘don’t watch’? "

　　

　　 "……"

　　

　　 Huaishi fell into a daze, unable to tell whether she was telling the truth or joking.

　　

　　 "This is the essence of alchemy, Huai poetry, through the source quality, through the mystery, through the calcining of disasters and miracles, to complete the distortion of reality."

　　

　　 Tongji mockingly said: "Where there is gain, there must be sacrifice-if you want to extract miracles, then you will inevitably create an equal amount of calamity. But whether it is success or failure, it represents the destruction of common sense.

　　

　　 When Helios' engine starts to twist, this damage will begin to spread and spread.

What you feel now is just a cognitive impact. Maybe even the mathematics itself will become a ternary system. People may even grow three eyes, four hands, or even become barrels, or even get lost. In the non-Euclidean spatial structure..."

　　

　　 "Because of this, it is possible to create a genuine ‘hell’ without changing the depth."

　　

　　 At this moment, right next to the jet, Huai Shi raised his head and stared at the heavy door that was as large as a square.

　　

　　 They had landed on a huge platform that was so empty that it was frightening, right at the end of Helios, and in front of them was the only way.

　　

　　 This is the real "Gate of Hell".

　　

　　 Huai Shi has given up to count the number of his teammates, it is meaningless.

　　

　　 Through Tong Ji's words, he already understood a little bit.

　　

　　—That is, there is no such thing as ‘trust’ to others here.

　　

　　 Except for oneself, no one can judge whether the state and spirit of other people are normal, whether they are their own companions. Even I am afraid that I will unknowingly become an unexpected appearance.

　　

　　 Everyone must fight alone.

　　

　　 Even if they are the so-called team, they are close to each other...

　　

　　 "Understand? Huai Shi, here, anything can be changed, anything can betray you..."

　　

　　 Tongji reminded solemnly. After a pause, the conversation suddenly changed and she became happy, "But for the better, you can always trust my sister and me!"

　　

　　 said, she blew out a whistle excitedly: "This is a great opportunity to get along with the big sister alone, grow fetters, and unlock the new benefits of the ship. You have to know how to cherish it~"

　　

　　 is over.

　　

　　 After listening to the Huai poem, he didn't feel any move at all.

　　

　　 The world is so indifferent.

　　

　　Only the friendship puppy in his arms still has some temperature, but the friendship puppy has a disdainful look and looks down on people...

　　

　　Imagine that when you download the Nightmare dungeon, the team leader is unreliable, the teammates are unreliable, and they even smoke and paddle. I don't know how many people can breathe.

　　

　　 The most terrible thing is that there is still another successful land reclamation, and there is no chance of resurrection.

　　

　　 The only companion I can rely on is a bad woman with no conscience, still a broken dog who wants to eat everything and bite everything...

　　

　　 can almost see the crematorium beckoning to him enthusiastically.

　　

　　 Huaishi's tears almost rushed out.

　　

　　 Knowing that there was nothing good about God, he would not come!

　　

　　 Right in this empty and scary square, at the forefront of the team, Garlandon’s disciple, an alchemist from the Shikama Society, has taken out a brass-colored oil lamp from the bag beside him.

　　

　　 raised his sleeves and rubbed the **** of the oil lamp twice.

　　

　　 So, just in the vacuum, a light as big as a soybean ignited out of thin air, like a phantom, scanning the surroundings, emitting wandering rays of light.

　　

　　 In the end, a projection from the son of Leviathan emerged.

　　

　　 dim and flickering.

　　

　　 is like a video call when the signal is not good.

　　

　　 The old man with a cane raised his eyes and appeared in front of them, looking around, detecting everything around him with the light from the relics on the border.

　　

　　 "As expected, the Kingdom Gate is the farthest away from the central engine, and everything is normal here—"

　　

　　 His voice paused for a moment, and the vague projection suddenly turned around and looked at where they were, with sharp eyes swept over them.

　　

　　 is like trying to distinguish something that does not belong to the team.

　　

　　 Among the crowd, Rachel's expression stiffened, and she became more and more disturbed: "Grandmaster, what's the matter?"

　　

　　 "No, it's nothing, Rachel."

　　

　　Galanderon slowly retracted his gaze, only to say, "You can go ahead. There should be a safe area behind the door. You can take a break."

　　

　　 So, the disciple who led the team nodded, controlled the jet, took out his beacon from his arms, and floated slowly towards the closed door.

　　

　　 is like a special effect in a low-quality fantasy TV series, disappearing in the wave of water.

　　

　　 Soon, all safety signals came from the other end of the safety rope.

　　

　　 Everyone held the same safety rope and moved forward slowly.

　　

　　 Passed by Garlandeon’s Phantom~lightnovelpub.net~One, two, three...

　　

　　 Until the end of the team, when an inexistent member passed by, he suddenly stiffened, and his footsteps became staggered.

　　

　　 fell to the ground silently.

　　

　　 as if it collapsed.

　　

　　 The battered helmet fell off the already shattered spacesuit, and the decayed bones shattered from the cold vacuum, only the broken skull was still rolling persistently.

　　

　　 continues the obsession of a long time ago, eager to set foot in the field of Helios.

　　

　　 Finally, he stopped in front of the gate.

　　

　　 The last dim flame extinguished from his eyes.

　　

he died.

　　

　　 because I watched too much...

　　

　　.

　　

　　 In the space behind the gate, Huai Shi raised his head and stared at the **** and tragic scene, as well as the ubiquitous scarlet.

　　

　　 Huaishi's eyes widened.

　　

　　 took a long breath of oxygen in the space suit, neither hot nor cold.

　　

　　 Then, I began to doubt from the bottom of my heart: whether this old thing Garland had a problem with his head when he was old.

　　

　　 Which **** "safe area" is this?