Chapter 816 Realistic Defense Line

Mental pollution is mutual.

At least in Gawain's view.

According to the experimental reference provided by the Eternal Sleepers and the technical data left by the Disobedients, Gawain can now almost confirm that the birth process of the gods is related to the beliefs of mortals, or to be more precise, the collective thoughts of mortals are projected into the depths of this world In a certain dimension of the gods, gods were born, and if this model is true, then the process of dealing with gods face-to-face is actually a process of confronting the SAN - that is, mutual pollution.

The knowledge of the gods will unstoppably contaminate any mind connected to it (at least Gawain doesn't know how to block this connection now), and in turn, those minds connected to the god must also produce the opposite. Influence, but one thing is obvious, the mind of ordinary people can't be compared with the mind of God, so this process of confronting SAN has become a one-sided erosion.

But what if there is a mind that is not affected by the knowledge of the gods, but also has a huge memory bank to "connect" with the gods?

The upper-level narrator, like a mountain, cracked open, and his torn torso slowly fell down. His remaining power was still trying to maintain himself, but this remaining power also quickly dissipated with the dimness of those divine patterns. Wen quietly stood in place, watching all this while constantly suppressing and dissolving the erosion and pollution he had suffered.

He was severely eroded, much worse than it appeared. This time he is no longer facing the flesh and blood of the gods sealed in the crystal cube, nor is it the sutured corpse of the pseudo-god created with biochemical technology. The upper-level narrator is a real, complete and living god, even if it is It is very weak and has a special personality. It is quite a risky move to fight against pollution.

But this was the only way Gawain could think of.

Swords can't kill the upper-level narrators, and no matter how high the combat skills are, they can't fight against the nightmare itself. To destroy the invisible and intangible gods, only the same invisible and intangible power can be used. In the previous battle, he used a long sword to fight against Duvall Special, that is just a pretense made by both parties to cover up their own spiritual pollution.

Gawain looked down at his hands and found that his arms had begun to gradually return to human form, and he was relieved.

The upper-level narrator is a young and inexperienced god. This is Gawain's only advantage. If it is the gods that have existed in the real world for countless years... it's better not to do such a risky thing again.

In the depths of the darkness, next to the spider web, the birdcage of unknown material also disintegrated silently. Selena felt that the invisible influence that suppressed her power was really starting to dissipate. Seeing that the other party returned to a human posture little by little, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's all over?" she asked in disbelief, looking at Gawain and then at the fallen upper-level narrator.

Gawain didn't answer for a while, but stared at the huge spider crawling in the middle of the spider web. 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 'human nature' of the upper-level narrator... Where is the corresponding 'divineness'?! Also , before we saw some 'cocoons' being protected by upper narrators - where are those cocoons?!"

Selena also reacted suddenly, as if a part of the consciousness that had been affected and blocked in her mind suddenly started to operate, making her realize the key point that she had ignored: "That girl named Naritel?!"

...

Deep in the dungeon of the eternal sleeper,

In the corridor leading to the central area, Archbishop Semler's voice echoed in the long corridor:

"Something went wrong shortly after the operation began, first the containment area was contaminated, then other areas, and many priests who were completely normal suddenly became believers of the upper narrator - we have to face every one person……"

"Understandable," Magnum said gruffly, "the upper-level narrator... This thing is really too evil, I just glanced at him in the sandbox, and almost never came back! But fortunately , I helped you find a way to quickly identify polluters..."

"Don't mention your 'means' again," Yuri interrupted with an unforgettable look on his face, "I have never said such vulgar words in decades, and I now very much doubt that you left the Church of God of War because of Studying heretical classics in private, but being driven out because of vulgar words and deeds!"

Magnum stared: "What happened to the crime they gave me back then?"

Semler's sullen and serious face was a little darker than usual, and he ignored the conversation behind him, just kept his face tense and walked on.

Yuri also sighed and stopped talking.

Magnum found that no one responded to him, shrugged indifferently, strode hard, and walked in the middle of the team.

The deep and long corridor seemed to have no end, extending all the way to the central area of ​​the underground palace. The light of the magic spar lamps shone on the helmets of the spirit knights next to them, glowing brightly.

A faintly translucent phantom suddenly crossed the corner of his eye, causing Magnum to stop subconsciously.

It seemed to be a part of a huge arthropod, transparent and almost invisible, it penetrated the nearby walls and ceilings, flashed past Magnum's line of sight, and quickly retracted into the wall.

"Archbishop Magnum?" Yuri noticed that Magnum suddenly stopped, with a serious expression on his face, and immediately stopped, "What's going on?"

"Yuri, I seem to have seen something flash past," Magnum said solemnly, "like some kind of limb... spider."

Semler immediately frowned and looked around, confirmed the memory just now, and shook his head: "I didn't see anything."

Everyone shook their heads, and it seemed that only Magnum saw the passing phantom.

illusion? I read it wrong? Visions caused by trance and excessive tension?

Several thoughts appeared in the minds of the priests at the scene for less than a second, and they were directly excluded. Yuri raised his hand directly, and the invisible magic power summoned a tangible rune, and a wave-like halo spread directly to the entire corridor—— "Mind Detection!"

Other priests and spirit knights also acted independently, some activated protective spells, some began to scan for unknown spiritual imprints nearby, and some raised their weapons to form a formation to protect the relatively fragile priest in the center of the team.

Eternal Sleepers never say anything "wrong" and never believe in so-called "nervous hallucinations".

They are experts in the field of dreams, explorers of the spiritual world, and they are already on the dangerous road of confrontation with gods. It is the professional habit of every eternal sleeper to be alert to the fact that they are almost neurotic. Someone in the team said that they saw an abnormal scene? Whether it's true or not, let's throw twenty mind-detectors first!

However, after all the detection spells were activated, still no one saw what Magnum mentioned, and no abnormal mental imprint was perceived in the space near the corridor.

"Nothing found..." Archbishop Semler said in a low voice.

"Whether you find it or not, maintain the highest level of vigilance, detection spells are not omnipotent - there are too many things in this world that mortals can't see," Yuri reminded aloud, and then looked at Magnum, "You pay attention. Look around, there are things... maybe only you can see."

Magnum froze for a moment, looking at Yuri's serious eyes, he understood what the other party meant.

He once accidentally looked directly at the upper narrator without protection.

Perhaps some irreversible damage has been left in the depths of his soul.

The entire team did not weaken their vigilance at all, and began to continue to return to the central area of ​​the underground palace.

And behind them, in the distance of the deep and long corridor, a vague, almost transparent phantom flashed by again.

It was the arthropod of a spider, which penetrated the walls and roofs, and moved quickly, as if an incomparably huge transparent spider was walking between the stones and soil deep in the ground, weaving invisible cobwebs generally.

Magnum and Yuri followed the team led by Semler and finally arrived safely in the central area of ​​the underground palace, which was also the control center and largest computing center of Sandbox No. 1.

This is the most important and core area of ​​the entire Eternal Sleeper headquarters. It is a place that must be guarded first under any circumstances and must never be breached.

Relying on the strong barriers and relatively wide internal space, Archbishop Semler built several lines of defense, and urgently formed a "Bishops Chapter" composed of the archbishops and bishops who stayed behind to guard here. The polluted priests have been concentrated here, and several other teams composed of spirit knights and battle priests are active in other areas of the underground palace, while continuing to suppress those polluted by the upper-level narrators everywhere, while searching for Are there any compatriots who stay awake.

In the huge and sturdy hall, there is a tense state of war.

Heavily armed spirit knights guard all the entrances and exits of the hall, and have set up barriers in the outer corridors and several solid rooms connecting the corridors, and battle priests in battle robes and light metal armor stand behind the barriers. , and monitor the mental state of its own personnel at any time.

In 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 have nerve cords connected to the back of their heads, sitting neatly on the control seat, still maintaining normal operation of the system.

Before they connected, they had given themselves strong psychological cues. 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 in a corner of the hall lay some technical priests who seemed to have lost consciousness.

He and Magnum have been active in the sandbox world for a day and a night, and only two hours have passed outside, but in these short two hours, so much has happened in the real world.

The pollution and commotion in the underground palace... I'm afraid it's more dangerous than Semler's description.

Before Magnum walked into the hall, he first carefully observed the barricades set up in the corridor and the configuration of fighters, and then took a look at the weapons and equipment placed against the wall in the hall and the status of the reserve team, and finally gave Semler a little bit. Head: "Not bad."

As a former Ares priest, he could see that the emergency fortifications here were instructed by professionals.

"There are a few priests who used to be soldiers. I temporarily elevated their command. Without them, the situation would have been worse," Semler said in a deep voice, "Just before I set off to confirm your situation, we There was also a counterattack, and the contaminated spirit knight almost broke through the defense line of the hall... It is not a pleasant thing to raise a knife against a compatriot."

"Professional things are left to professional people. Your decision is very correct. As for raising a knife against your compatriots..." Magnum shook his head. "This mess will be repaid slowly after we all survive."

"Archbishop Yuri, Archbishop Magnum, I'm glad to see you appear safely."

With a gentle and magnetic voice, a gentle female priest in a long white dress walked out from the depths of the hall.

"Archbishop Wendy," Yuri first noticed the woman walking out, "I heard it's you... Are these blood?!"

He looked at the leader of the psionic choir in surprise, and saw that the long white gauze dress on the other side was now stained with blood, the dazzling dark red soaked the fabric, and the chest and hem of the long skirt were all over the place. Depicted as intricately curved runes that look eerie and mysterious.

But after taking one more look at those runes, the tension in Archbishop Yuri's heart quickly dissipated most of them, and he realized what those runes were—a gift from outsiders who could fight against the "deep sea" of the spiritual pollution of the gods. gift".

Wendy smiled, her face slightly pale: "I want to come out to report, but I am worried that I will leave the room and the pollution in my body will recur after I leave those runes, so I have to take the runes on my body - blood , is the only 'magic material' I can find below."

She raised her wrist to reveal the wound on her arm. The wound had been healed for the most part under the effect of the healing spell, but the coagulated blood still remained and could be wiped away in the future.

Using her own blood to describe the runes is a helpless move. There were originally many contaminated upper-level Narrator believers in the containment area, but Wendy was worried about the safety of those contaminated blood, so she had to use her own blood. Draw runes. .

Looking at Wendy "Lingge" who was covered in blood and came out to report the letter, at the battle marks on the corridor outside the hall, at the barricades set up in the underground palace, and the priests and knights behind the barricades, Yuri sighed softly.

After sighing, he still had to raise his head-because of the danger, it was far from over.