Mental pollution is mutual.
At least from Gao Wen's point of view.
According to the experimental reference provided by the Eternal Sleeper and the technical information left by the Rebel, Gao Wen can now almost confirm that the birth process of gods is related to the belief of mortals, or more precisely, it is the collective thoughts of mortals projected deep in the world In a certain dimension of the universe, the gods were born, and if this model holds true, then the process of dealing with the gods face to face is actually a process of confronting sans—that is, mutual pollution.
The knowledge of the gods will unimpededly pollute any mind that establishes a connection with it (at least Gawain does not know how to block this connection), and in turn, those minds that establish a connection with the gods must also produce the opposite Influence, but one thing is obvious, the mind of ordinary people is simply incomparable with the mind of God, so this process of losing sanity has become a one-sided erosion.
But what if there is a mind that is not affected by the knowledge of the gods and at the same time has a huge memory bank that "connects" with the gods
The mountain-like upper-level narrator split apart, and his torso slowly fell down. His remaining strength was still trying to maintain itself, but this remaining strength quickly dissipated as the divine patterns dimmed. Wen stood there quietly, watching all this while constantly suppressing and dispelling the erosion and pollution he had suffered.
His erosion was quite serious, much worse than it appeared on the surface. This time, what he is facing is no longer the flesh and blood of gods sealed in crystal cubes, nor is it the stitched corpses of pseudo-gods manufactured by biochemical technology. The upper-level narrator is a real, complete and living god, even if it It is very weak and has a special personality. Instead of fighting pollution, it is quite a risky move.
But this was the only way Gao Wen could think of.
The sword cannot kill the upper-level narrator, and no matter how high the fighting skills are, it cannot fight against the nightmare itself. To destroy the invisible gods, you can only use the same invisible and invisible power. In the previous battle, he used the long sword against Duval In particular, that is just a cover made by both parties to cover up their own spiritual pollution.
Gawain looked down at his hands, and he was relieved to find that his arms had gradually returned to their human form.
The upper narrator is a young and inexperienced god. This is Gawain's only advantage. If it is the gods who have existed for countless years in the real world... it is better not to do such a risky thing.
In the depths of the darkness, next to the spider web, the birdcage of unknown material also disintegrated silently. Selina felt that the invisible influence suppressing her own strength was really starting to dissipate. She hurried to Gao Wen's side without checking her own situation. Seeing the other party regaining a human posture little by little, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's all over?" She looked at Gao Wen, then at the fallen upper narrator, and asked in disbelief.
Gawain didn't answer for a while, but stared at the giant spider crawling in the middle of the web, and he was also asking himself—is it really over? That's it
A trace of doubt came to mind along with vigilance, and Gao Wen's face suddenly became serious: "Wait, I'm afraid not yet!"
He stared at the spider god who seemed to have lost his breath, and spoke quickly: "Duwart said that he is the 'humanity' of the upper-level narrator... Where is the corresponding 'divine nature'?! Also, Earlier we saw the upper storytellers protecting some 'cocoons'—where are those cocoons?!"
Selena also reacted suddenly, as if part of the consciousness that was affected and shielded in her mind suddenly started to function, making her realize the key point that she had overlooked: "That girl named Naritel?!"
…
In the depths of the Palace of the Eternal Sleepers, in the corridor leading to the central area, the voice of Archbishop Semler echoed in the long corridor:
"Shortly after the operation started, something happened. First, the containment area was contaminated, and then other areas. Many priests who were completely normal suddenly became believers of the upper storyteller—we had to face every one with the highest vigilance. people… "
"Understandable," Magnum said gruffly, "The upper narrator... this thing is really too evil, I just glanced at him in the sandbox, and almost couldn't come back! But fortunately, I helped you find a way to quickly identify polluters..."
"Don't mention your 'means' again," Yuri interrupted with a look of unbearable memory, "I have never said such vulgar words in decades, and now I very much doubt that you left the Church of God of War not because of Studying heresy classics in private, but was kicked out because of vulgar words and deeds!"
Magnum stared: "What's wrong with the charges they gave me at the beginning?"
Semler's gloomy and serious face was a little darker than usual. He ignored the conversation coming from behind him, but continued to walk forward with a tense face.
Yuri also sighed and stopped talking.
Magnum found that no one responded to him, so he shrugged indifferently, strode forward vigorously, and walked in the middle of the team.
The deep and long corridor seems to have no end, extending all the way to the central area of the underground palace. The light of the magic spar lamp shines on the helmets of the spirit knights next to it, glowing brightly.
A faint translucent phantom suddenly passed by the corner of his eyes, making Magnum's footsteps subconsciously stop.
It seemed to be a part of a huge joint, transparent and almost invisible, it penetrated the nearby walls and ceiling, flashed past the boundary of Magnum's line of sight, and quickly retracted into the wall.
"Bishop Magnum?" Yuri noticed that Magnum stopped suddenly, with a serious expression on his face, and stopped immediately, "What's going on?"
"Yuri, I seemed to see something flash past just now," Magnum said in a serious tone, "like some kind of limb... from a spider."
Sammler immediately frowned and looked around, confirmed his memory just now, and shook his head: "I didn't see anything."
Everyone shook their heads, and it seemed that Magnum was the only one who saw the flashing shadow.
illusion? I read it wrong? Visions caused by trance and excessive tension
A few thoughts appeared in the minds of the priests at the scene and were eliminated within a second. Yuri raised his hand directly, and the invisible magic power summoned tangible runes, and a wave-like halo spread to the entire corridor—" Mind detection!"
Other priests and spirit knights also acted separately, some activated protective spells, some began to scan for unknown spiritual imprints nearby, and some raised their weapons and formed formations to protect the relatively weak priests in the center of the team.
The Eternal Sleeper never said anything about "misreading", and never believed in the so-called "tension hallucination".
They are experts in the field of dreams, explorers of the spiritual world, and have already walked on the dangerous path of confronting God. It is the professional habit of every eternal sleeper to be vigilant to the point of being nervous. Someone in the team said that they saw an abnormal scene? Whether it's true or not, let's throw twenty mind detections first!
However, after all the detection spells were activated, no one saw what Magnum mentioned, nor did they perceive abnormal spiritual imprints in the space near the corridor.
"Nothing was found..." Archbishop Semler said in a low voice.
"Regardless of whether you have discovered it or not, maintain the highest vigilance, detection spells are not omnipotent - there are too many things in this world that ordinary people cannot see," Yuri reminded aloud, and then looked at Magnum, "You pay attention to observe Around, there are things... maybe only you can see."
Magnum froze for a moment, looking into Yuri's serious eyes, he understood what the other party meant.
He once accidentally looked directly at the upper storyteller without protection.
Perhaps some irreversible damage has been left deep in his soul.
The whole team did not weaken their vigilance at all, and continued to return to the central area of the underground palace.
And behind them, in the distance of the long and deep corridor, a vague, almost transparent phantom flashed past again.
It was a spider's jointed limb, piercing through the walls and roof, and moving quickly, as if an extremely huge transparent spider was walking between the stones and soil deep in the ground, weaving an invisible spider web generally.
Magnum and Yuri followed the team led by Semler, and finally arrived at the central area of the underground palace safely, which is also the control center and the largest computing center of No. 1 sandbox.
This is the most important and core area of the entire headquarters of the Eternal Sleeper. It is a place that must be guarded first under any circumstances and will never be breached.
Relying on the strong barriers and relatively wide internal space here, Archbishop Semler built several lines of defense, and urgently formed a "bishop's war group" composed of the remaining archbishops and bishops to guard here. The polluted priests have been gathered here, and several other teams composed of spirit knights and battle priests are active in other areas of the underground palace. Are there any compatriots who remain awake.
In the huge fortified hall, there was a tense battle state.
Heavily armed spirit knights guard all the entrances and exits of the hall, and have set up barriers in the external corridors and several strong rooms connecting the corridors. Battle priests wearing combat robes and light metal armor are standing behind the barriers. , and monitor the mental state of its own personnel at any time.
And inside this well-guarded hall, around the large stone pillars in the central area, the technical priests responsible for controlling the sandbox system and the spiritual network are connected to the nerve cords behind their heads, sitting neatly on the control seats, still maintaining normal operation of the system.
Before they connected, they had given themselves powerful psychological hints. Even if the hall was breached and the sword was on their throats, these technical priests would maintain the system until the last moment.
Yuri noticed that there were still traces of battle in the corridor outside, and some technical priests who seemed to have lost consciousness were lying in a corner of the hall.
He and Magnum have been active in the sandbox world for a day and a night, and the time outside should only have passed two hours, but in these short two hours, so many things have happened in the real world.
The pollution and commotion in the underground palace... I'm afraid it's more sinister than what Semler described.
Before Magnum entered the hall, he first carefully observed the roadblocks set up in the corridor and the arrangement of combatants, then he glanced at the weapons and equipment placed against the wall in the hall and the status of the reserve team, and finally nodded to Sammler. Head: "Not bad."
As a former Priest of the God of War, he could see that the emergency fortifications here were instructed by professionals.
"Several priests used to be soldiers, and I temporarily raised their command authority. Without them, the situation would have been even worse," Semler said in a deep voice, "Just before I set off to confirm your situation, we There was also a wave of counterattacks, and the tainted spirit knights almost broke through the defense line of the hall... It is not a pleasant thing to raise a knife at a compatriot."
"Leave professional matters to professional people. Your decision is correct. As for raising a knife to your compatriots..." Magnum shook his head. "This mess, we will pay back slowly after we all survive."
"Archbishop Yuri, Archbishop Magnum, I'm glad to see you appear safely."
Accompanied by a gentle and magnetic voice, a gentle female priest in a long white dress came out from the depths of the hall.
"Bishop Wendy," Yuri first noticed the woman who came out, "I heard it was you... Are these blood?!"
He looked at the leader of the psionic choir in surprise, and saw that the other party's long white gauze dress was soaked with blood at this moment, the dazzling dark red soaked the fabric, and there were blood stains on the chest and hem of the long dress. Depicted as intricately curved runes, it looks eerie and mysterious.
But after taking another look at those runes, most of the tension in Archbishop Yuri's heart quickly dissipated, and he realized what those runes were—a gift from wanderers outside the territory, a "gift from the deep sea" that can fight against the spiritual pollution of gods ".
Wendy smiled, her face a little pale: "I want to come out to report, but I am worried that the pollution in my body will recur after I leave the room and those runes, so I have to 'carry' the runes with me—blood, It's the only 'channeling material' I can find down there."
She raised her wrist, revealing the wound on her arm. Most of the wound had been healed under the effect of the healing spell, but the coagulated blood still remained, and there would be no time to wipe it off in the future.
Using your own blood to paint the runes is a helpless move. There were originally many polluted upper-class Narrator believers in the containment area, but Wendy was worried about the safety of those polluted blood, so she had to use her own blood to draw the runes. Draw runes.
Looking at Wendy the "Spiritual Song" who was covered in blood and came out to report the news, looking at the battle traces in the corridor outside the hall, looking at the roadblocks in the underground palace, and the priests and knights behind the roadblocks, Yuri sighed softly.
After sighing, I still have to raise my head—because the danger is far from over.