Layer upon layer of prayers echoed in the darkness, as if resonating into a mighty river. Gawain and Selina couldn't see this river, but they could clearly feel that something was impacting the boundary of this world. It is hitting the wall that separates reality and illusion.
Suddenly, however, there was an incongruous disturbance in the river, which confused all prayers.
Gawain and Selena looked at each other subconsciously, and then heard a faint and indistinct voice coming from an extremely distant place:
"Psychostorm!!!"
A powerful disturbance erupted, and the layers of prayers were interrupted in an instant, and every sound that merged into a river returned to the depths of darkness.
"It sounds like Magnum's voice..." Selina just muttered subconsciously, when she saw a shimmering crack suddenly spread in front of her eyes.
With the cobwebs in the darkness as the veins, a large number of criss-crossing white light traces suddenly appeared in this dark space, making the whole space disintegrate quickly like a shattered mirror, as if there was some kind of attack from "inside" to break it. After this curtain was lifted, the scene in front of Gao Wen and Selena's eyes instantly became wider—
Gawain was on alert immediately, ready to fight. Selena also came sideways to Gawain's side and rear, the lantern in her hand emitting a warm and clear light.
A fresh and cool wind blew suddenly. After the curtain was shattered, an endless grassland illuminated by starlight came into Gawain's sight. It swayed gently under the blowing, and a vaguely familiar hill was standing in front of him and Selina, facing the direction of the starlight
Under the hill, lay the wreckage of a giant black spider quietly, its huge body had been cracked, and a white spider that seemed to be cast by light crawled out of the torn wreckage, and was walking along the hillside Step by step, he climbed towards the endlessly high starlight.
The floating rays of light and the starlight shining from high above sprinkled on the carapace of this white spider, rippling like water.
The white spider didn't seem to notice Gao Wen and Selena who appeared on the grassland, and was still chasing the stars in the sky step by step, but Gao Wen noticed that around him and Selena, there were countless shadows. A "human figure" without any details of facial features has emerged.
The attack of the upper storytellers has arrived.
Countless hazy figures rushed towards Gao Wen and Selina. Gao Wenwen wanted to stop the pure white spider with a sacred aura first, but at this moment he could only think of a way to deal with these past illusions flooding in like a tide. With a layer of illusory flames, he swept across with his sword, and large swaths of enemies were turned into illusory fragments under his sword.
Under the cover of Gawain, Selena raised the lantern with one hand, and outlined the shimmering runes in the air with the other hand, constantly turning the surrounding spider threads and the illusions of the past in the distance into waking dreams, letting them shine under the starlight. Turn into a rapidly dissipating foam.
Surprisingly, the fighting abilities of those black phantoms were not very strong, and their greatest threat to Gawain seemed to be only their large numbers.
Gawain and Selena kept fighting and advancing, constantly reducing the number of enemies around them, and at the same time trying their best to get close to the white spider chasing starlight.
A shadow that was stronger and more agile than the other black shadows rushed over from the side. Gawain swung his long sword, forcing the rest of the enemies back, and slashed at the opponent with a sword. At the very moment, that strong and agile shadow turned into a pitch-black sword. The long spear blocked Gawain's blade, and then the long spear shook, and the black shadow pulled back a little distance, and stabbed back—
Gao Wen was slightly surprised by the unexpected counterattack, but it was still not enough to make up for the gap in strength. After several confrontations, the pioneer's long sword cut off the spear and shattered the phantom.
At the moment when the phantom was shattered, some messy information flowed into Gawain's mind. He suddenly knew the name of the phantom he had just shattered—his name was Del Wolfe, and he was a captain of the west coast city-state. He has a strict personality, but he likes to secretly collect shells...
A pair of sharp double knives swept from the side and rear, and the owner of the double knives was defeated after a few rounds.
Her name is Na Dai, and she is from Cloudflow Forest, she is the princess of the Emerald King Court, and she is an outstanding elven sword dancer...
The hill was getting closer and closer, and the shimmering particles escaping from the white spider were flying on the plain like a firefly. Gawain could almost touch the aura emanating from the divine spider, and a warm and clear light was always there He shone from the side and rear, continuously dispelling the spider webs spreading from the void and the black smoke that sprang up from time to time, and also constantly replenishing Gawain's lost physical strength.
An exceptionally powerful swordsman blocked Gawain's way.
He is more powerful than all illusions, but also more blurred than all illusions. The edge of his head without facial features seems to be disturbed, and there are many trembling lines, and his limbs are also in an abnormal rough and blurred state, but he has Astonishing swordsmanship, a black long sword with no visible details split into countless blades in the air, and they competed head-to-head with the pioneer long sword.
Before the illusion dissipated, Gawain knew his name—
His name is Balmora, and he is the "slave king" of the desert city-state Nim Sandro, an outstanding and great ruler.
At the foot of the hill, Gawain and Selena stopped at the same time.
The seemingly endless illusions around him disappeared at some point, only the breeze blowing across the grassland under the night, and the white spider stopped at the middle of the mountain at some point. Some soft light shone on Gao Wen and Selena.
Suddenly, some irrelevant thoughts popped up in Gao Wen's mind—
It turns out that the "divinity" of the upper-level narrator... has no eyes...
A gentle and familiar voice entered Gawain's mind at this moment: "Duwart... has disappeared..."
It was Naritil's voice, and Gawain was not surprised at all.
"Give up, Naritil, or should I call you an upper-level narrator?" Gawain shook his head, "I know, I know you long for the outside world, but you should feel it now, you don't belong there, someone like A god like you forcibly coming to reality can only bring millions of deaths, and it is difficult for you to be safe—you are the reflection of the dream, but those who prayed to you in the dream no longer exist. "
The white spider was silent for a few seconds before the voice sounded again: "They are all here..."
The huge jointed limbs moved to the side, and several white cocoons were tightly protected on the spider's chest and abdomen.
She has been carefully carrying and protecting these cocoons throughout her climb to the stars.
While seeing those cocoons, Gao Wen already understood many things.
"So that's what Duarte said..." Selena also reacted, and said with a complicated tone, "We've been wondering where the avatars in the No. 1 sandbox have gone, so..."
"I want to take them outside," the white spider said softly, "because they all want to go outside, so I think so too..."
"No wonder... no wonder the upper-level narrators will undergo changes such as madness, division, and death..." Selena's voice was extremely low, as if talking to herself, "All of us are paying attention to the three thousand testers who entered the network. Personnel, but...there are millions of avatars in the sandbox world...and they are 'real' to you too..."
The white spider didn't speak, neither denied nor admitted.
As the archbishop who has a deep understanding of the sandbox system and the mysteries of the soul, Selina finally pieced together the part of the truth that she had never been able to figure out before.
On the side, Gao Wen had already dealt with the knowledge of the gods a lot, and he had also obtained a large amount of inheritance from rebels. At this moment, he thought of something more: "Because I realized that most of the 'people' in the world are virtual Out of the illusion, the upper narrator fell into madness and died in madness, which in turn led to his splitting, making his human part and divine part into two individuals... It is also because of this death And the process of splitting, you can get rid of the shackles of the original "upper narrator belief" on you, and you can swallow the minds of the whole world without affecting your own existence, and put them all into those few' cocoon... am I right?"
The white spider gently moved one of its long legs, and made a low and pleasant voice: "You know a lot..."
"Do you really think this will be successful?" Gao Wen frowned, "Even if you bring them to the real world, so what? They have no body, no material basis, and even no conditions to become a spirit body. They were born from sand. The cocoon can only rely on the sandbox to maintain its existence—you are a god, but they are not, these cocoons will disappear as soon as they enter reality, have you ever thought about this?"
"...I don't know, and I don't care," Naritel whispered, "They want to get out, and so do I, and that's all..."
In the seemingly gentle and calm words, the huge white spider slowly raised its upper body, and a shocking hostility finally emanated from this powerful divine creature.
However, Gao Wen just shook his head regretfully - it seems that there is no room for relaxation.
"Naritil," he said, facing the hill, gazing at the young god, "you will die, there will be no new divisions, no resurrection.
"You know how Duarte disappeared, and you should also know that I have established a connection with you through him.
"I have the ability to completely disintegrate you."
"I know," Naritel said softly, "That might be good..."
Between Gawain and Naritil, the endless light suddenly turned into a torrent, scouring the entire plain, scouring the last territory of this false world.
…
The violent shaking awakened Orendelle before dawn. Countless residents woke up from their dreamless sleep and looked in horror at the land that was said to have been cursed, looking in the direction of Orendelle's Throat.
They heard the low whistling sound coming from the collapsed valley, and the resonant sound that seemed to be shouted by countless people echoed on the plain outside the valley. It seemed that a huge force was brewing in Orendelle's throat. At the last moment before dawn, it began to beat like a heart.
A ray of sunlight appeared on the distant horizon, and the magnificent crown of the giant sun seemed to be protruding from there. In this thin halo, under the light of the remaining stars in the sky, someone saw a spider-like illusory The giant shadow is climbing the hill at the edge of Orendelle's Throat...
The final moment seemed to have arrived, and Archbishop Semler subconsciously clenched the battle staff in his hand.
Disturbing whistling sounds echoed throughout the underground palace. The transparent illusory limbs mentioned by Magnum finally solidified to the point that all ordinary priests could clearly see them. Walking through it, every time a huge transparent limb passed the hall, there would be a low exclamation.
The prayer resonance of the brain servants had been successfully prevented by Magnum before, but this seemed to only delay the arrival of the upper-level narrator. He was still persistently squeezing into the real world, as if he would never give up until the last moment.
"This is the last moment..." Yuri muttered under his breath, "We've done everything we can..."
Wendy took a light breath and walked to a corner of the hall: "I'll go take care of the wounded."
"The Pope has just sent the last news that the stability of the sandbox system and the spiritual network have reached the limit," Semler said in a deep voice, "Next he will use all his strength to resist the arrival of the upper-level narrator. If the shock of his soul disappears...we will meet death in peace."
Yuri looked ahead calmly: "I hope..."
A whistling sound that shocked the soul more than before suddenly reverberated throughout the underground palace, and at the same time, there was a strong building shock, which interrupted Yuri's unfinished sentence.
He raised his head subconsciously, and saw Archbishop Semler who was also dazed.
…
The nameless flowers and plants turned into ashes, the earth and rocks disintegrated in the air, and the rising black smoke covered the sky, making the starry sky dim.
The power supporting this false world at the last moment finally fell, and the entire sandbox began to irreversibly die.
The nameless grassland began to disintegrate, rapidly collapsing from the edge to the center, and the holy white spider also rolled down from the hill, and fell to the ground together with the cocoon she desperately tried to protect.
At the last moment, she wove layers of spider silk, bound and stabilized those cocoons again, without causing them any damage, as if it was her instinct to exist in this world.
The warm and bright lights spread out, dispelling the rising smoke and spreading flames. Gawain came to the side of the white spider that had lost the power to fight back, and looked at the bright light on her head.
Before he could speak, Naritil's voice entered his and Selena's minds.
"In the earliest days, they lived and thrived on this grassland... At that time, it was not a desert, and there was no Nim Sandro..."
At this moment, Selina finally recognized the terrain here, and knew where the vague sense of familiarity came from. She subconsciously looked around and identified the land that was sinking into darkness: "This is... no wonder I It feels so familiar...”
This land was originally "edited" by her and Megal III together.
But that was a long time ago, so long that she had forgotten the original appearance of this place.
"Duwart once asked me, if everyone is content with this land, will everyone not have to face this end...All beings can live in the center of the stage in peace and joy, as long as they don't touch the border, this world is for everyone Words are true...
"Poets can imagine the world beyond the ocean and the world between the stars, and sailors can have rich harvests in the near sea, and they don't have to worry about the sea edge that gets weirder and weirder as they go farther away... Don't worry too much. With high curiosity, the world will be better forever...
"I can't always give him the answer, I'm too stupid... But I think, the creators who created all this must know more...
"O Creator... you created this world, and you created us. What is the purpose of all this... Can you tell me what you want us to do?"
Naritil's voice was low and soft, and Selena fell into a long silence in front of this simple inquiry.
After a lot of thought, she raised her head and stared at the aimless face of the upper narrator.
"It's just an experiment, just... an experiment..."
Every word of her seemed to be exhausted.
Two seconds later, the white and holy spider finally let out a soft sigh: "Ah, thank you... I finally heard the answer from the Creator with my own ears."
"Naritiel," Gawain couldn't help but took a step forward, "Actually, I can still..."
"Can you give me some time?" The upper narrator's voice came softly, "I want to... look at the stars."
"Stars?" Gao Wen raised his head in astonishment, but he could only see a dark and chaotic sky without any stars.
And when he looked back, the white spider god and the cocoon she had protected until the last moment... had already begun to turn into specks of light.
…
The howling in the valley stopped, and the tremors of the earth also calmed down.
The residents of Orlandle walked out of their homes with anxiety and fear, took to the streets, asked each other about the situation, and looked in the direction of Orlandelle's Throat in unison.
In the dim light of the sky, some children exclaimed.
In the outline of the rising sun, it seems that a nearly transparent giant spider climbed up the nearby rocks little by little, and climbed up to the high ground at the edge of the valley, where it stopped quietly, carefully pushing the cocoon-like thing in front of it .
The last bit of starlight in the sky shone, reflected on the spider's increasingly illusory torso. He greeted the last starlight of the day, and seemed to exclaim indistinctly. Many people heard the illusory voice ringing in their minds. , but was at a loss for the voice—
"Here, the story ends..."
Then the morning sun rose, and the brilliance of the huge sun shone on the earth. Everything dissipated like a dream, and there was only a thousand zhang glow in the world.