Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 840: Shed my tears

Suddenly, the style of painting changed.

Even if the fantasy background that was said to be turned into science fiction, now it turns into a ghost story?

Is it too much?

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

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

Since when did it become seven?

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

It is difficult 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?"

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

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

Huai Shi replied calmly, holding the jet plane, through the gloves of the spacesuit, resonating, counting the number of safety ropes with the echo of his fingers:

"1, 3, 3, 2, 4...5, 5, 7."

It's seven people, nothing wrong!

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

"0, 1, 2, 10, 11...21."

Huai Shi's heart became more and more horrified, and she was still 21 people!

Wait...

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 ears: "To be precise, it was alienated under the radiation of Helios' secret instrument.

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

In the dead silence, Huai Shi was sweating.

Obviously everything is so 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 haven't even noticed...

"This is the'imagination of a philosopher'."

Tong Ji 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 souls filled with the essence of craftsmanship and fantasies can produce this kind of precipitation when they are burned. Unexpectedly, there is a vast sea of ​​smoke here.

Such an exaggerated scale, if it were passed back, would definitely attract a lot of gold nuggets to come? "

"Wait, you mean...burn?"

"Yes, the incineration of elemental quality."

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 unlucky ghost just now?

Being eroded and disturbed by them, immersed in comprehension, and on the road to a dead end without knowing it...The more you are obsessed with alchemy, the more you will be attracted by 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 emerging from the source of the dead.

Lies that seem to be full of philosophy.

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

The biggest effect is brainwashing.

Make people believe in something absurd.

"Including what you have just learned, 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 realize, Huai Shi, there are many. It's just that some are worthy of attention, and some are not."

Tong Ji smiled meaningfully: "What if I told you that compared to when we started, there is 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 poem, through the source quality, through the mystery, through the calcining of calamities and miracles, to complete the distortion of reality."

Tong Ji mockingly said: "If you have something you have to do, you have to give up. If you want to extract a miracle, 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 began to twist, the damage would begin to spread and spread.

What you feel now is just a cognitive impact, maybe even mathematics itself will become a ternary system, and even people will grow three eyes, four hands, even become barrels, and 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 gate 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 counting the number of his teammates, which is meaningless.

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

——That is, there is simply no way to give ‘trust’ to others here.

Except for oneself, no one can judge whether other people's state and spirit are normal, whether they are still 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, close to each other...

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

Tong Ji solemnly reminded, after a pause, she suddenly changed her conversation and became happy, "But for the better, you can always trust my sister and me!"

As she said, she blew 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~"

It's over.

After Huai Shi heard it, he was not moved at all.

The world is so indifferent.

Only the friendship puppy in his arms still has some temperature, but the friendship puppy looks disdainful 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 catch their breath.

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...

I can almost see the crematorium beckoning to me enthusiastically.

Huai Shi's tears almost rushed out.

If he had known that there was nothing good about God, he would not come!

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

He 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.

Like a video call when the signal is not good.

The old man with a cane raised his eyes and floated 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 furthest away from the central engine. Everything here is normal--"

His voice paused for a moment, and the blurred projection suddenly turned around, looking at where they were, and sharp eyes swept across them.

As if trying to distinguish something that does not belong to the team~lightnovelpub.net~ In the crowd, Rachel's expression became stiff, and she became more and more disturbed: "Grandmaster, what's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing, Rachel."

Galandeon slowly retracted his gaze, but said: "You can continue to move forward. There should be a safe area behind the door. You can take a break."

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

It's like special effects 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 the apparition of Galandeon.

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, and only the broken skull was still rolling persistently.

Continuing the obsession of a long time ago, eager to set foot in the realm of Helios.

Finally, stopped in front of the gate.

The last dim flame extinguished from his eyes.

He is dead.

Because I watched too much...

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

Huai Shi's eyes widened.

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

Then, he began to wonder from the bottom of his heart: whether Garland, the old thing, had a problem with his brain in his age.

Which **** ‘safe area’ is this?