I was surrounded by a huge tornado. I stood in the wind's eyes, and the wind wall was ten meters away. I couldn't see the outside scene at all. I looked up and there was no end. I stepped forward and extended the dagger into the wind wall.

Turned into powder at once, and disappeared in the gust of wind. I couldn't help but retreat to the center, thinking about how to deal with the current situation. This huge tornado did not shrink or shift, it just kept rotating in place

, Imprisoning me.

How can I escape from this nightmare?

I lowered my head and looked at the lost left hand, thinking about it returning to its original state, thinking that it had not been lost from the beginning. After a few attempts, a little bit of fluorescence emerged from the broken arm and the left hand was reconstructed. In the same way

Method, I imagined that I was not injured. The open chest and abdomen and other large and small wounds healed quickly. However, these restorations are not perfect, leaving very obvious scars.

What happens when I wake up? I don't have any idea, but at least I won't die.

Now think about how to wake up from a dream.

Although I have heard that someone can control everything in the dream, most people can't do this kind of thing, at least I have never done it. Although I had hoped that I could have some beautiful dreams after falling asleep, but did not achieve it once,

I knew this when I woke up, and my memories of dreams would soon dilute. Dreams happen in the subconscious mind. Once you know that this is a dream, and try to change it, the consciousness will start to work, and it will seem to be in a cruising state.

Wake the brain.

Wants to manipulate the dream consciously, which seems to be contrary to the factors that formed the dream.

The "I" at this moment should also be a subconscious existence.

Although some people claim that they can control their dreams, they all admit that when they enter the dream, whether they are humans, animals, or other things, once they are determined, there will be few changes, even if there are Most of the changes are also restored to their "original shape".

Turns himself into a tornado like a murderous ghost, and can even confine another consciousness in his dream, which is beyond the ability of ordinary people. Perhaps, in the heart of the murderous ghost, this is his "real", this violent and huge vortex of anger.

In addition, it should also be related to three quarters of his dream control.

If the murderer Gaochuan can be returned, he may take back his own complete control. However, controlling dreams and waking up from dreams are two very different concepts.

As a subconscious top student, Gaochuan, and the subconscious killer Gaochuan, are in a state of vigorous activity, that is, Gaochuan itself is in the most intense state of dreams. In this case, the action of the surface consciousness almost freezes. As a subconscious "I", how can that specific organ be triggered?

I can think of only three methods. One, let the consciousness start to act; second, let the cornerstones that make up the dream fall apart; third, let the evolution of the dream come to an end.

Think carefully, at what stage of the nightmare will people wake up in horror?

Nowhere to go? Or is it a complete death? Both have all the factors of the three methods.

In the state of being pushed to the limit, in order not to let the concept of "death" be realized from will, the body's self-defense instinct will naturally awaken the surface consciousness, which is roughly consistent with the principle that you cannot rely on hypnosis to order death.

The subject of the self-dream is the self, the cornerstone of existence is also the self, the disappearance of the self, and the dream naturally loses the foundation for its continued existence.

In this dream where Takagawa and Shirai are entangled, the most important subjects and cornerstones are "Shirai" and "Takagawa."

The most fundamental purpose of this dream is to bury the "top student Takakawa".

Perhaps, it is not correct to say that burial. If the "superior student Gao Chuan" refuses to die, what the killer can do is probably to turn it into a huge cage and imprison him like he is now.

In this way, maybe both of them stalemate will continue to fall asleep.

Analyzed here, the key to waking up is already very clear.

As long as the "superior student Gao Chuan" dies, the murderer will become the only "Gao Chuan" and wake up.

As long as the "excellent student Gao Chuan" dies, the cornerstone of the dream will collapse, the goal of the dream will be achieved, and the evolution will come to an end.

As long as the "superior student Gao Chuan" dies, in order not to let the subject die, the body's self-defense instinct will awaken the consciousness.

Which of the three options is correct?

Probably, only the option of "On the verge of death" can be expected from "Excellent student Gao Chuan".

"Want to ... try?" The top student Gao Chuan told himself that he must make up his mind.

I think I found my way home. This last job is the key to my return home.

He thought so, leaving the center, walking to the wind wall, walking and chanting: "Blood flesh like grass, glory like epiphyllum, grass will wither, flowers will wither, but death is not the end, as truth will last forever Save. "

The tornado rotates as before, without expanding by one point, without shrinking by one point, without strengthening by one point, or without weakening by one point, it seems to exist like this forever. Looking at it, the top student Gao Chuan's heart was filled with tragic emotions, but he silently recited the prayer of the doomsday truth, the tragic will no longer surging, as if turned into a vast ocean, becoming extremely deep and extremely calm.

I won't die like this. He thought so.

I will not die like this. He thought so.

I don't want to die like this. He thought so.

Then, he jumped in and watched him whirling in the vortex, and his body was rapidly weathering, disappearing in the wind little by little.

"Even if it turns into dust ..."

The throat disappeared, followed by the chin, nose bridge, eyes ...

The prayer of the truth of the end is chanted in my heart, and I firmly believe that pain will not wear away my will. In the moment when his existence was completely annihilated, the world of dreams was like being unplugged, and the moment became dark.

Dream is over.

Consciousness has fluctuated.

Faint light quickly fills the field of vision.

The real situation is like the flow of cars speeding on the highway, and the brain that just woke up is poured into the blink of an eye.

Clearly didn't close his eyes, but seemed to have experienced two worlds, but now what he sees is reality.

The dagger is in the left hand. The suitcase is in the right hand.

Behind, there is no distortion in the space between the two cars, there is a fierce battle there ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ There is a sense of trance just waking up from a dream, there is a kind of horror just waking up from a nightmare . But I understand that I haven't lost anything, I haven't lost myself in the dream that hasn't existed so far, and I have made the right choice. This is the victory of the "top student Gao Chuan". Even after waking up, the memory of dreams begins to fade, but the joy of victory will not disappear.

Shirai is still the same as the last time he saw it in reality. The whole body was covered with bandages, the body was so weak that it could blow down with a gust of wind, squatting on the ground like a beast, and the night wind quietly blowing on the long strap.

He opened the blood-red eyes of the vertical pupil, but he didn't feel a little angry like he died. Obviously the same figure, but the sadness and loss that filled it deeply moved my emotions.

"Shirai ..."

no answer.

That dream ... Is it your last liberation?

"Enough is enough. You have done all your strength, aren't you? Please don't show this regretful expression."

I lifted the suitcase and pressed my finger on the machine.

"Go to **** to see Morino, because there will be no more heaven in this world."

Aimed at Shirai's side, the muzzle was all open.

"Say hello to me and Sakuya, Senior White."

White well never flashed away, so quietly, in a storm-like bullet, it turned into countless fragments, and flew with the **** mist in the night wind.

Was he already dead before then? I do n’t know, the only thing I know is that from now on, whenever I unbutton my shirt, I will see a cross-like scar that may never disappear.

"Your will, I did accept it, Senior Shirai."