Chapter 782 The Trap In The Deep Memory

Yuri and Magnum stood on the streets of a deserted town with the same dazed expressions on their faces. Their minds were obviously disturbed, their senses were blocked, and all consciousness was trapped in the depths of some kind of heavy "veil" , in exactly the same state as Daniel was not long ago.

Gawain came to the two archbishops of the Eternal Sleeper, but before using his uniqueness to help the two archbishops regain sobriety, he glanced at Daniel.

"In the Eternal Sleeper Religion, how do priests above the bishop view the 'foreign rogues' on weekdays?"

Daniel thought for a while and replied respectfully: "Your existence alone is enough to make most of the eternal sleepers terrified, but the priests above the bishop need to consider more than ordinary believers. They will analyze you when they are afraid of you. behavior, speculate on your possible position..."

"Oh? Guess my position?" Gawain suddenly became a little interested, "What kind of position?"

"The bishops and archbishops believe that every rogue has a 'mission' higher than mortal understanding, around which you act; ; Some bishops believe that foreign wanderers have no natural good and evil and stand, you and your ethnic group are passers-by in this world, and this world is only a temporary stop in your eyes, while a very small number of bishops believe that it is not the same as Limited, discreet contact with rogues isn't a bad thing. While the first contact between the Eternalsman and you has an unfriendly beginning, your activity in Anzu has shown that you don't mind teaming up with other mortals. connect……"

Gawain touched his chin, always feeling as if he was being treated as some kind of large neutral monster by the Eternal Sleeper...

Are these dead house technicians really living on their brains?

Daniel quietly observed Gawain's face, and asked carefully at this time: "My lord, are you asking these..."

"It's nothing, I'm just curious," Gawain said casually, looking at Yuri and Magnum with a smile on his face, "I'm curious if I suddenly remove the concealment and appear directly in front of these two. what happened."

Daniel's face suddenly showed surprise and astonishment, and then he seriously thought about the feasibility of doing this.

Gawain smiled when he saw this: "Don't take it seriously, I don't plan to do this."

As he spoke, he came to the two archbishops who were still in a state of mental interference, and clapped his hands lightly.

"Next, I'm back behind the scenes.

"

...

Yuri and Magnum were lost in the boundless chaotic fog for a long time, like a dream that could not be woken up for a long time.

As experts in the field of mind and dream, they are not flustered by this situation, and have vaguely grasped the cause of this situation. After realizing that the problem is not the external environment, but their own minds, the two The Archbishop stopped walking around and exploring in vain, and began to try to solve the problem on his own.

"I'm afraid we have to recalibrate our own minds," Magnum's loud voice came through the fog, Yuri couldn't see the specific figure and face of the other party, and could only vaguely see a more familiar gray-black outline Ups and downs in the fog, which means that the "distance" between the two should be very close, but the interference of perception makes it impossible to see each other directly even if the two are close at hand, "This damn fog should be some kind of mental interference, it It causes our consciousness and sensory layers to become misaligned."

"I'm afraid it's not just mental interference," Archbishop Yuri responded, "I can't contact the monitoring team at the rear - I'm afraid that in addition to the perception of dislocation and interference, our entire mind has also been transferred to some kind of deeper confinement... ... This town is alive, and it is even capable of making such subtle and sinister traps against us."

"This (Aldernan foul language) place!" Archbishop Magnum cursed, "In short, let's calibrate our minds first, no matter where we are trapped, at least we need to understand what is trapping ourselves... "

Listening to the familiar loud voice constantly roaring, Archbishop Yuri just said indifferently: "I was already doing this when you shouted those vulgar words."

He gathers his divergent consciousness and condenses slightly distorted thoughts. In this chaotic and unbalanced spiritual ocean, he redraws his distorted self-cognition little by little.

The boundless fog condensed around him, and the outlines of many familiar and unfamiliar things emerged in the fog. Yuri felt that his mind was sinking into the depths of memory and consciousness. Gradually, the disturbing fog dissipated. When he went, a cohesive and "real" scene finally appeared in his sight again.

He was in an old and gloomy castle, in the castle's library.

The centuries-old stone walls are inlaid with magic crystals that emit a dim yellow light. The classical "Trickle"-style columns extend in sight, and the stone columns support the high masonry dome with complicated and mysterious murals The coat of arms was covered with a layer of black ash, as if it had merged with the darkness outside the castle.

Between the pillars and the walls, between the somber domes and the rough slate floors, were rows of heavy oak bookshelves, and brass lampposts with bright yellow tops.

Wearing a white robe, Yuri roamed quietly in this gloomy ancient castle, strolling among the bookshelves that seemed to drown people.

"Aligning the mind... it's not a pleasant thing."

The Archbishop of the Eternal Sleeper muttered softly as he walked deeper into the bookshelves that had faded from memory but now clearly reappeared.

This comes from his deeply buried memory, and it is also a memory that he can't forget.

He walked past a black bookshelf. Between the two pillars of the bookshelf, there was a wooden door inlaid eerily. When Yuri walked past the door, the door opened automatically, and light appeared from the door, revealing Out of the scene on the other side-

A boy in a luxurious equestrian coat was running in the bright castle, followed by anxious servants and maids.

Yuri's eyes didn't deviate, he just walked quietly, leaving the door behind him.

Next bookshelf, next door...

The young man rode on a horse and walked briskly through the paths of the manor. Unknown birds started to wake up from the roadside, and servants in red and blue smocks followed closely nearby.

The older boy sat in the library, reading those expensive books with a smile on his face, and the old housekeeper stood quietly by the side with a peaceful smile on his face.

People came and went in the castle, and the middle-aged noble couple with blurred faces stood in the courtyard with frowning.

Someone is reading the will of His Majesty the Emperor, someone is discussing the cloud of Aldenan, someone is discussing the intrigue and strife in the Obsidian Palace, someone is whispering the name of Prince Rosetta Augustus, someone is talking about The madness and paranoia of the Augustus family, some people are talking about the collapsed old imperial capital and the curse that spread among the royal family members after the collapse.

Many strangers appeared in the castle, knights with faces hidden behind iron masks appeared, servants lost their radiant appearances, the old butler frowned, and whispers from nowhere echoed between the bookshelves. Yuri's ears spread, and these whispers repeatedly mentioned frightening words such as the betrayal of the party, the old emperor's madness, and the fire in the Obsidian Palace.

The gorgeous furnishings in the castle corridors were emptied, the iron boots of the royal infantry broke the tranquility of the manor path, the boy became a young man, no longer riding, no longer wanton laughing, he sat quietly in the ancient library , buried in those yellowed classics, buried in secret knowledge.

The servants were disbanded, the man of the castle went to Aldenand and never returned, the mistress walked frantically across the courtyard, cursing in a low voice, the withered leaves whirling into the hallway that had become empty, the young People's indifferent eyes stared at the sparse servants outside through the crack of the door, as if the changes in the whole world had nothing to do with him.

Aldenan's court struggle, the frenzied shadow shrouded in the Augustus family, the aristocrats are in danger... everything has nothing to do with him.

Day after day, the young man sat in the library, in the depths of the only preserved family heritage, the scroll in his hand became more and more gloomy and eerie, describing many terrible dark secrets, many mysteries that were considered taboo. Knowledge.

He studied the history of the empire and the records of the collapse of the old imperial capital. With a certain mocking and aloof eyes, he boldly studied the forbidden secrets about the curse of the Augustus family, as if he was not worried that it would be because of these The research leaves the family burdened with more crimes.

In the process of researching these forbidden secrets, he also found a large number of books and scrolls from the family's collection of books.

It records the knowledge about dreams, about psychic mysticism, and about dark magic.

Hidden knowledge is instilled in the mind, and the mind of the stranger is connected to the mind of the young man through the symbols and words hidden in the corners of the scrolls. He locks himself in the library and turns into a "prisoner in the library" despised by the outside world. , "The fallen sworn nobleman", but his mind was liberated, and in the process of trying forbidden secret techniques again and again, he broke free from the shackles of castles and manors.

An Eternal Sleeper was born deep within the castle of a desolate noble.

Archbishop Yuri strolled in the library and gradually came to the deepest part of this memory palace.

In front of the last door, he saw himself standing quietly among a large number of messy piles of books from many years ago, with a calm but crazy smile on his young and pale face, complex dream symbols on his face. Wen coats his robe and the nearby ground and walls, covering all surfaces and shining in the dark.

The sound of heavy footsteps came from the screen, and the royal knights in full armor pushed the door and broke into the young man's territory. The leading officer read the order of Emperor Rosetta Augustus loudly, and came to arrest the secret researcher. Royal secrets, sworn nobles suspected of offending the royal majesty, and suspected of black witchcraft.

The young man who had become an Eternal Sleeper smiled and launched a large-scale spell arranged in the entire library. All the knights who invaded the castle became loyal followers of the Eternal Sleep Order within a few breaths.

"There are no eternal sleepers here, because everyone is an eternal sleeper..."

Archbishop Yuri stopped in front of the last row of bookshelves and quietly watched the memory scene in the door between the bookshelves.

It depicts his final steps towards becoming the Eternal Sleeper.

But that was more than ten years ago.

Traversing memory helps to reconstruct the subconscious self-cognition. The archbishop feels that his mind is becoming stable again. He has completed the re-outline of self-cognition. In theory, the kind of "interference that causes the dislocation of the consciousness and perception layers" "The power is also completely removed after the process is over.

He relaxed a little, facing the deepest memories in his heart with a calm attitude, his eyes indifferently swept across the rows of bookshelves nearby, and swept over the thick, old, and gorgeously bound books.

The covers of every book depict the vast land and the palms that cover the sky.

Yuri's eyes froze for a moment, his heart tightened, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the young man in the last door, which symbolized him ten years ago, was showing a strange smile.

The other party smiled, slowly raised his hand, and placed his palm horizontally, palm down, as if covered with an invisible earth.

"To the upper narrator, to our all-knowing and almighty Creator..."

Yuri's eyes widened, pale golden runes immediately appeared beside him, and while struggling to break free of these deep memories, he shouted:

"Archbishop Magnum!

"Don't calibrate your mind! Don't go into the depths of your own memory!

"It's a trap..."

He vaguely seemed to hear the roar of Archbishop Magnum, and realized that the hot-tempered Archbishop might have encountered the same crisis as himself, but before he could respond more, he suddenly felt his consciousness. There was a violent turmoil, and I felt that the heavy shadow shrouded in my heart was swept away by some rude factor.

In the chaotic flickering of light and shadow, the pictures of the castle and the library quickly dissipated cleanly. He found himself standing on the street of the phantom town with the street lights on, and the Archbishop Daniel was looking at him with a confused expression.

"What are you shouting?"

Archbishop Daniel asked with a frown.