Angel explained the "dream" he had when he was in a coma.
After he finished speaking, he was still a little confused and asked, "Is this really a dream?"
If it was a dream, why would Sanders know about the abyss of the Fallen and the puppet. He clearly saw Sanders picking up the puppet before.
Moreover, Angel felt that the experience at that time was very real and did not look like a dream. The feeling of being shackled, the despair of being trapped, and the discomfort of countless negative energy shocks, he recalled it now, and it was still vivid in his mind.
It's not like a dream at all, it's like his own experience.
"It's very similar to a dream. However, I think it's a more appropriate name for the real and illusory space created by the mysterious thing than a dream." Sanders replied.
Real fantasy space? Although Sanders did not explain the meaning of this real-world space, Angel understood it as soon as he heard it. Because, the illusion department has a faction, that is true illusion.
The so-called true and false, like the real and the illusion, the combination of the virtual and the real, the true and the false are difficult to distinguish. The wizard who chooses the real and fantasy faction is definitely a good player who has insight into all things and grasps people's hearts.
Then the meaning of 'real fantasy space' is self-evident. Dreams must be illusory. And the real and the imaginary space is a space in which it is impossible to distinguish between true and false, that is to say, there are not only illusory existences, but also real existences.
In that experience last night, what was true and what was false
Facing Angel's doubts, Sanders said lightly: "True and false are relative terms. As a witness, you may as well tell your own judgment."
Angel recalled for a moment and tried to interpret the experience of last night: "The world of darkness is fake, but my thinking is real; the picture that tempted me to fall is fake, but the shadow monster is real; The abyss is false, but the negative energy of existence is real."
When Angel said this, he paused and looked at Sanders with questioning eyes.
Sanders shook his head: "It seems that you didn't understand what I meant. You should recall what I said before."
Remember what the instructor said? Although Angel was puzzled, Sanders hadn't said much since he woke up. In retrospect, there should be clues.
Angel began to follow the words in his memory, clarifying them one by one.
But no clues were found until Angel recalled what Sanders said: "Tell me about your experience last night... Falling into the abyss."
Angel suddenly raised his head: "Is it true that the abyss fell?"
Sanders neither shook his head nor nodded, and said calmly: "To be precise, your experience yesterday was false, only the Fallen Abyss is true."
"I actually don't know what you experienced last night, but only the abyss of fall. Not only did I see it with my own eyes, but I also witnessed your consciousness, which is being dragged into the huge mouth of darkness."
When Angel heard this, he also understood: the ultimate goal of falling into the abyss is to drag him into it.
That is to say, only the ultimate purpose is true, and the process is a false experience evolved to serve this ultimate purpose.
"I was not dragged into the abyss of depravity because of my mentor?" Angel suddenly remembered something: "Is that the puppet?"
"You should have guessed the identity of the puppet." Sanders didn't point it out, but nodded: "The negative energy released by the fallen abyss wants to assimilate you, that negative energy is full of mystery, There is no other effective way to disperse."
"So, I calculated it, and I chose to release the resentment in the puppet and maintain a balance to wake you up."
Sanders said it simply, even with an understatement, as if nothing was a big deal.
But Angel, as a witness, can personally feel that this is not easy. Sanders' so-called 'measurement' must be a grasp of the overall situation, and precise calculations are needed to instantly make the negative energy released from resentment and the abyss of depravity to form a terrifying balance.
If it is not easy to control, or there is something missing, the resentment released by the resentment puppet will not only fail to balance the terror, but will also affect Angel and even help him enter the abyss of depravity faster.
From this detail, we can see that Sanders' terror lies not only in his strength, but also in his judgment of the situation, his extremely accurate calculations, and his decisive execution.
If one were missing, Angel probably wouldn't have escaped and ascended to heaven.
Thinking of this, Angel sincerely expressed his gratitude to Sanders: "If it wasn't for the mentor, I'm afraid I would not have seen the sunshine today."
Leon, who stood by and listened to the whole process, although he didn't understand the thrills in it, he knew that Angel could be rescued all thanks to Sanders' help, and looked at Sanders with grateful eyes.
Sanders said indifferently: "I'm just helping you close the end, it's you who really saved you. If you didn't use a mask to defend against the Scarlet King Power before, otherwise you'd probably go directly into the abyss of depravity. , how can there be a struggle to survive in the back.”
After Angel finished listening, he covered his right eye with his hand.
He also did not expect that the spiritual gospel that was fleeting at that time became the decisive key to saving him.
In the previous experience in the "real fantasy space", at the beginning, the green pattern blocked the dark erosion, perhaps referring to his act of activating his right eye.
However, Angel was still a little puzzled. Why did the spiritual gospel happen at that time? Is it because of the omen of the wizard's spiritual sense; or is there actually that person's troubles
Angel couldn't get the answer, but from the consequential point of view, at least it's good for now.
"So it seems that the mask produced by activating the right eye with magic power has some kind of non-material defense function?" Angel secretly said, it seems that it is necessary to plan the test earlier.
"Stop mentioning these trivial matters. After listening to your statement just now, I can basically confirm that the effect of the Scarlet Kingship should be to pull people into the abyss of depravity." Sanders: "This is consistent with my previous guess. "
However, Angel did not really enter the abyss of depravity, so they are still unable to determine the true effect of the Scarlet Kingship.
But what is certain is that the abyss of depravity is filled with a lot of negative energy. If consciousness is dragged into it, abnormalities will inevitably occur.
Maybe, just like Eureka, she fell into madness.
When they were thinking about it, Leon, who had never spoken, suddenly said, "If you are referring to the effect of the red light, I may know something."
Angel and Sanders looked at each other and looked at Leon.
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After a while, Angel adjusted his clothes a little and left the room.
Lyon leads the way, Angel and Sanders are one step behind.
Sanders seems to be very interested in the environment Ingres grew up in, observing the surrounding details along the way. Angel looked at the familiar murals and corridors with a hint of gloom in his eyes.
The murals have been covered with gray, and the carpets on the corridors are not only raised at the edges, but some of the carpets are directly missing.
Where the carpet is missing, it can be clearly seen that there are black marks on the granite floor. With Angel's current eyesight, he can identify the source of the blood at a glance.
Just from this detail, Angel can imagine how tragic the accident happened in the castle not long ago.
From upstairs and down, the dust never disappeared, and even at the corner of the ceiling, Angel saw a spider web. And along the way, I didn't see any servants. As Jin Cancan said before, some of the servants were sent to Gru Town, while the other... may have encountered an accident.
Thinking of this, several figures flashed in Angel's mind. They were all servants who were very close to him when he lived in Pat Manor, and even Angel regarded them as friends and family.
Angel seemed to have a thorn in his throat, and he didn't know how to ask them about their current situation.
"Some parts of the arrangement here are very interesting." When Angel was silently sad, Sanders suddenly said: "The patterns under this mural, as well as the blue and white porcelain with these strange patterns, have a very strange style."
Lyon: "That's the style of old Jon's hometown. My father likes it very much, so he added it in when he was arranging the interior."
Sanders also guessed the origin of these things. Although the Gold Sparrow Empire also has its own style, it is not much different from the mainstream, and these furnishings are completely different styles.
Looking at these strange styles, Sanders couldn't help but become interested in the "otherworldly human race" who had not yet met.
Soon, Leon took them through the promenade and came to the annex building.
He stopped in front of the darkest door in the annex building.
"It seems to be..." Angel looked at the door, and his memory returned to his childhood in a trance.
He was very naughty when he was a child, and he liked to do rebellious things the most. The more adults didn't let him do it, the more he wanted to do it. And this gate, old Pat strictly prohibited them from entering, how could Angel listen at that time. The so-called "strictly prohibited" simply means "must see".
So, Angel sneaked in in the middle of the night when the servant was not paying attention.
As a result, after he came in, he found that behind the door was actually a large basement, which contained some tightly locked wine barrels.
Angel felt bored when he saw it, and then prepared to go back. As a result, the door was locked from the outside.
It was a silent and long night. Angel, who was still Xiaodouding at the time, shivered under the dimly lit wall lamp, looking in fear at the pitch-black world outside the range of lights.
He was very scared at the time, always thinking that monsters would pop out of the dark place. This fear and fear lasted all night.
Looking back now, it feels like a nightmare.
The door was opened the next day, only to find out that this was a bureau set up by his father, Pat, just to cure his rebellious character who listened to people's irony.
Facts have proved that the effect is obvious. Angel has acted a lot more cautiously since then.
However, he never stepped into this basement again. Here, it seems to have become his little nightmare.
Until he grew up and was no longer afraid of this basement, he still didn't come in, because he was busy taking care of Jon who was seriously ill at that time; later, he left the old land, and this basement was no longer there. appeared in his mind.
"This is old Pat's wine cellar, have you forgotten?" Leon winked and said, "You were imprisoned here when you were a child. I squatted at the door and listened to you cry all night."
Angel's face darkened, and he said very hard: "I didn't cry."
Leon wanted to make fun of him at first, but at this moment, a sob came from behind the door. Leon was stunned for a moment, his expression slowly turned from joking to sadness, and finally he sighed: "Well, you didn't cry, I heard it wrong."
"It's time to get down to business, aren't you asking about the effect of red light?" Leon pointed to the locked door: "This is the answer."