"This kind of spreading infection tends to increase exponentially, and what is even more terrifying is that as the number of swarms gathered in one place increases, more terrifying superiors will be born between them, and a kind of The collective willpower..."

"Collective willpower?" Loki frowned in confusion

"It means that under this collective consciousness, they often acquire the ability to directly distort reality and make the impossible rationalized. After reaching a certain level, they can summon their 'spirits' infinitely."

"Through 'vision,' through 'craft,' through 'war,' these are their offerings to the gods."

"Aurex, Lord of Soul Reaper, Hiuaras, Lord of War, and Savathurn, Queen of Trick. These three swarm gods will be summoned from their upper worlds without limit, eternally indestructible, and Any of our actions will become the source of the strength and existence of these three evil gods."

"We are destined to be unable to understand the origin of the power of these abyss agents, but we only need to know their horror..."

"This maddened and terrifying enemy must be strangled in the cradle. So, Loki, do you understand how unforgivable your actions have been?"

Frigga got up and left, leaving Loki alone, speechless for a long time.

277. Coulson's Great Adventure (3)

When the flames of the explosion swept over, Coulson, who closed his eyes, thought about a lot of pictures for a while.

Among the countless pictures that passed by like a revolving lantern, the one with the most was his girlfriend Audrey.

He also promised to go to see his girlfriend's cello performance, but he kept breaking the appointment because of work.

This time, I am afraid that he will completely break the appointment...

Just when they were about to be swallowed up by the flames, a figure with a cane appeared in front of them.

The dark golden walking stick touched the ground lightly, and under a swaying golden-red spark, a nihilistic barrier blocked the incoming flame and shock wave!

"It's not advisable to be reckless, especially in the face of an enemy you don't understand at all."

Desmond's gentle voice made Coulson open his eyes. Seeing that it was this Asgardian of unknown origin who had rescued him, Coulson was relieved, but also felt very bad.

Now the initiative of the situation will be completely in the hands of this Asgardian.

"Come on, rely on, rely on!!! What is that? What's going on, shit!"

The black sheriff Corvo screamed hysterically, but Desmond and Coulson ignored him.

"What's the matter?" Coulson asked, trying to calm his trembling voice as much as possible.

"That's the 'Shangwei Fragment' spontaneously formed by the swarms." Desmond said lightly.

"When a certain number of swarms appear, their society will naturally evolve into higher-order swarms. These swarms tend to have the thinking of gathering all individuals, and create a world fragment that links the 'upper-dimensional world' ."

"You don't have to understand what the upper-dimensional world is, you just need to know that the fragments they form will cut out the area they cover from the concept of space. And in this area, you will experience all the bad things you can't imagine."

"He will suppress your soul and interfere with your perception. He can arbitrarily manipulate the shape of space, draw on your strength and soul to strengthen them, and he can subvert the common sense you know, the physics you know, and the knowledge you know. reality, everything can be bent in that random world..."

Coulson was silent, and he almost turned him into a roast suckling pig by his own bomb just a moment ago.

"But the swarm... I only saw three of these monsters?"

"Those three are just the weakest and lowest grievances," Desmond said softly.

"It's just that some 'worms' have chosen some useless hosts to parasitize. Even the 'eggs' above are just put out to confuse people's purposes. They just mixed some garbage made of useless genes and proteins."

"Obviously, there is already a medium swarm of 'Wizard' level in this group of bugs. They already know to set such traps to paralyze you and buy themselves time."

Having said that, Desmond looked around, Coulson's bomb was still very powerful, at least all the eggs in the entire factory building had been destroyed.

Desmond lifted his cane again and slammed it on the ground, and along with the sparks, a black and white vortex opened in front of them!

"It really hid itself in this upper dimension fragment."

Desmond lifted his cane and was about to step into it when he suddenly looked at Coulson and invited him again

"So, do you want to go with me?"

"...Can I still be together?" Coulson blinked and asked in disbelief

"Of course...and you can come too."

Desmond glanced deeply at the terrified Corvo, and said in a voice that only he could hear.

"Anyway, the result will be the same... You should come together, otherwise, if something goes wrong, it will be a little troublesome to deal with."

"Don't be kidding! I'm just an ordinary little policeman, how can I get involved in such a thing! You'd better hire another wise man!"

Faced with the opportunity of a big adventure, Officer Corvo, who had just experienced the experience of almost turning into a suckling pig, decisively chose to refuse!

"Really? Then you have to wait for us to solve the problem before you can go out. I can't guarantee what will happen during the period."

Desmond's faint threat made the fat police officer tremble, and he followed him into the black and white vortex without hesitation.

After Coulson submitted and saved the communication, he hid the miniature voice recorder and stepped into the black and white vortex!

Opening his eyes again—no, as soon as he stepped into it, Coulson felt a suffocating pain!

It's not that there is no oxygen in the air, but that a terrifying gravitational force is pulling each of its internal organs frantically!

Coulson opened his eyes with difficulty. The only thing he could see was black and white.

Absolute black and white, absolute gray, just like the old silent films of the Chaplin era, only absolute black and white can be seen when looking around.

Countless black and white swirls swirled in the sky, and the two colors oppose and merge with each other. The absolutely dark sky also seems to hide some unknown secrets, as quiet and deep as the depths of the ocean.

And where they are, seems to be a scene of suspension in outer space?

Countless meteorite fragments floated quietly in this dark airspace, falling into the black and white vortex from time to time, and disappeared in an instant.

"Follow me closely. Although it is unlikely that there are many Soul Reavers in this upper-dimensional fragment, there must be a few."

Desmond threw something silvery-white like a probe to Corvo and Coulson, so they pricked his neck.

Corvo didn't dare to do anything while hesitating, but Coulson stabbed it without hesitation!

With a little bit of blood splattered, the pain that enveloped Coulson and made his internal organs hang like iron blocks disappeared.

He let out a long sigh of relief as Desmond gave them one last warning.

"The most important point is that you don't touch the black pool-like thing on the ground when you kill yourself." Desmond warned expressionlessly.

"If you touch it...what will happen?"

"You'll instantly become an eternally tortured soul-reaver, with soul and body pulled away into black and white flickers, and there's going to be some bad stuff thrown out of that pool. Don't want to suffer worse than death the result, don't touch it!"

"This upper-dimensional space is only a part of the real upper-level world, just a small fragment. It won't be too big here, but if it continues to spread with the wizards who arranged all this, it's hard to say..."

After that, Desmond tapped his cane lightly on the ground, and a silver-white skateboard-like thing appeared under his feet.

"Come up, I suggest you tighten your nerves for the next journey, and... don't answer those voices of unknown origin."

Coulson and Corvo followed Desmond onto the skateboard, and the silver-white vehicle drove them slowly towards the front of the void.

Being in the void of this black and white world, Coulson immediately felt an incomparably 'fresh' feeling.

The sense of emptiness that pervades the body and soul, as if stripped away, seems to make the concept of 'survival' empty in this black and white world.

Coulson had to give himself pain again and again to keep his senses and vitality of life, and the more so, the more he was afraid of it all.

It seemed that if he stayed just a little longer, his soul and body would be completely stripped away.

In order to distract his attention, Coulson couldn't help but look around, so he saw the shadows floating in the black and white nothingness.

It was a light and shadow with black and red colors, like an erratic cloud, and it seemed to be a rising gas with color.

But it has shapes, no doubt, if you look closely, you will find dogs, cats, and these shadows have shapes that many creatures should have!

And in that, Coulson saw some figures...

Coulson involuntarily paid more attention to the wriggling shadows of those people, and at the same moment, a whisper spread in his heart and mind.

"It hurts, it hurts, I'm about to suffocate..."

"Save me, take me out of here, let me get out of this hell..."

"Mommy mommy……"

Countless whispers carried emotions that made the heart mad. These words full of pain and struggle seemed to carry an incredible power, so that their relative feelings were projected on Coulson's body exactly.

His heart is almost synchronously filled with pain, sorrow, pleading, remorse...

This frantic surging emotion almost made Coulson rush to those shadows uncontrollably, but at the last moment, he still used the last trace of willpower to wake himself up.

"Peggy! Peggy... I'm sorry, forgive me, I'll come over..."

The black police officer next to Coulson was in tears at the moment, his eyes were empty, like a walking corpse, he almost rushed uncontrollably.

At a critical juncture, Coulson pulled the guy and slapped Corvo unceremoniously with two slaps.

"I said, don't respond to voices that you don't know the source of, let alone explore too many thoughts in your soul."

Desmond said in a graceful but emotionless voice

"What the **** are these? Where is this place? Is it a hell?" Coulson asked in shock but dignified

"This is much worse than hell." Desmond shook his head.

"The essence of the upper-dimensional world is actually a very special independent dimension. Its existence is born from the blending of the cosmic source of darkness and the existence of matter. It is a conceptual world between matter and thinking, a world that cannot be inferred by any common sense."

"Here, every thought of yours may turn into your deadliest blade, but the person he is facing may not necessarily be your enemy. Likewise, the positive concepts of all souls and bodies in the upper-dimensional world will be limited and bondage, once you leave something here, you are forever

lost him. Your thinking, memory, and soul are all good. Every moment you stay, you will keep losing something, and these thoughts are destined to turn into endless nightmares to haunt you in the rest of your life. "

"What do you mean, I might have nightmares every night for the rest of my life?" Coulson's expression was a little unsightly

"It's fine for you to understand so plainly." Desmond smiled.

"You should actually be glad that this is just an upper-dimensional fragment, just a fragment made by a swarm wizard who ate a part of this town. If it is any real high-dimensional fragment of the upper-dimensional world made by a higher swarm, Every moment you stay here you lose a part of your soul."

"Okay, pack up your moods, our destination... is here."

The silver-white skateboard slowly stopped and landed in front of a smooth slate.

"Let's go through this mirror and go to the other side of the world."

278. Coulson's Great Adventure (4)

"Odin, you drove me out of my homeland in the name of cruelty, banished me to this desolate and cold death, and at this moment, you are telling me that Asgard and you need me?"

On the throne of the underworld of Heim, the goddess of death raised her slender legs and looked at the projection of Odin in front of her mockingly and contemptuously.

"Do you despise me too much? Or do you despise yourself too much, 'father'?"

"I just know that you understand the horror of the swarm and the abyss better."

When facing his eldest daughter, Odin obviously did not plan to cover up. Unlike his son, Odin's tone was cold and domineering.

"I will unlock the locks of Heim's underworld, Hela, you will have a chance to make a new choice. The world needs your strength, but not your cruelty!"

"Cruelty? It's ridiculous that the word comes out of your mouth."

Hela smiled coldly and sarcastically

"How how? Will you give me the crown of Asgard again if I do to your satisfaction?"

"The future king of Asgard is Thor! This is a fact that will not be changed!"

"Then father, what are you going to use to convince me?" Hela shrugged, frivolous and disdainful.

"The darkness you face may also devour this dead world, but before that, you will be wiped out in the hands of those abyss."

"Even if it is destroyed, Heim Underworld is destined to be the last of the nine worlds to fall. Odin, why should I listen to you?"

"Because you are my daughter!" Odin's voice rose several times

"Even if you are brutal and bloodthirsty, you are a noble Asgardian god! You know what to do and what to do!"

"... After so many years, your brutal tyranny really hasn't changed at all."

Hela narrowed her eyes and said in a voice of admiration or mockery.

"Then, as you wish. But now, get out of my world!"

Hela unceremoniously threw a sword of the night sky that penetrated the phantom of Odin. Looking at the scattered shadow of the father of the gods, Hela spat in disdain.

In fact, what Hela hated most about Odin was not that she expelled herself, but that Odin chose to wear that ridiculous mask.

A man who used to do whatever it takes to win and slaughter trillions for the throne suddenly put on a mask of hypocrisy and talked about benevolence, righteousness and morality, as if he really became a good person.

However, Odin, who was a kind person, bluntly accused Hela, who still fulfilled her responsibilities, of being cruel and bloody, and finally deprived her of her throne, exiled her, and imprisoned her.

Hela couldn't forgive such an Odin anyway.

But as Odin said, as the **** of Asgard, she sometimes faces responsibilities that she has to shoulder...

"The seal of Heim's underworld has been broken."