Chapter 817 To the Upper-Level Narrator...

News came from the lower communication area, and the "contamination" in the containment area finally subsided.

Some people died in those deep and tortuous corridors, some were temporarily driven out and detained in more sturdy rooms, some were rescued, and some continued to stick to the key intersections on the lower floor.

Archbishop Semler listened to the latest news, frowned slightly, but then sighed heavily.

"The good news is that the chaos in the underground palace has subsided, all the key passages have returned to our hands, and the situation of all missing persons has been confirmed. In theory, there will be no more polluters out of sight in the underground palace. Now," Semler said to Magnum beside him, "the bad news is that many people were injured, and the people involved in the battle also suffered from different levels of mental pollution. Although these shallow mental pollutions did not To the point of being brainwashed into a believer of the upper narrator, but it's not sure when it will suddenly deteriorate."

"Separate the polluted from the uncontaminated. The polluted rests in a room depicted with 'deep sea runes'. The effects of those runes have been tested and can be relied upon," Magnum said with a hint of exhaustion. He said, "Now there are no conditions to keep each polluter alone and send someone to take care of it. It can only be this way. Maintain it until dawn... Everything will be fine."

"Some of the recovered psionic choir members can help comfort those mentally damaged compatriots," Wendy also came over, "I'm almost recovered."

"Archbishop Wendy, everyone else can, you'd better take a rest," Yuri shook his head, "You bleed a lot, and you broke out of the containment area all the way, your current state is not suitable to appease others ."

Wendy smiled wryly and shook her head: "There will be time to rest in the future, but if you don't do your best tonight... then there will be no 'future'."

Magnum looked at Archbishop Semler: "What's the situation on the surface?"

"There is no accident on the surface, this is the only good news," Semler rubbed his brows, "Only two groups of teams that implemented dream control had polluters, but they were dealt with quickly, and the rest of the people continued to fight against each other. The Orlando area is patrolled and blocked, and the dream blockade in the Orlando area will continue until sunrise."

Yuri turned his head: "What about the dream control in the underground palace?"

"Do you think the current situation..." Semler looked around the tense hall with a helpless expression, "Is anyone else going to sleep tonight?"

But soon he nodded and added: "Don't worry, I have arranged surveillance and inspection personnel to ensure that every priest and knight in the underground palace will not fall into a dream. The upper-level narrator is a 'god' who runs on dreams after all. , as long as the absolute control of dreams is achieved, even if he cannot be completely restrained, at least it can cause enough trouble for his arrival..."

"I only hope that our efforts will have an effect," Yuri said to himself, "I hope that the foreign rogues and Archbishop Selena can solve that 'god' as soon as possible..."

"I hope everything goes well with them..." Magnum muttered, then took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, looking up at the high dome of the hall, calming down his uneasy state of mind.

In his sight, between the pillars hanging down from the dome of the hall, huge, transparent spider arthropods slanted past, as if weaving something, and as if climbing on an invisible web.

Magnum's eyes widened for a moment

...

In the barren space shrouded in darkness, Gawain and Selena came to the torn wreckage of the upper narrator.

The wreckage is dissipating rapidly, as if there is only an ethereal illusion here,

A waking dream.

However, after the "death" of the god who weaves dreams, the darkness beside Selena and Gawain remains, the strange state of Sandbox No. 1 remains, and the power of the upper-level narrator... remains!

"The divine part of the upper-level narrator is probably continuing to execute his plan," Gawain said quickly to Selena, "This is just another layer of battlefield that he has woven."

The lantern in Selina's hand emitted a brighter light than before. The light shone on the limbs of the spider gods that were constantly dissipating, and shone on the grasslands that spread to the distance in the darkness. Always maintain the same distance and state, and see no trace of the outside world!

"Can you break this 'veil'?" She looked at Gawain, her tone a little hurried, "Just like when you broke Nim Sandra's veil before."

Before Selena spoke, Gawain was already perceiving the boundary of this dark space and the point of information intervention. He frowned and said in a serious tone, "I've already started to try, but I'm afraid it won't catch up. Washing the upper narrator's weave It takes a long time to prepare for the curtain to come out, and I prepared almost the whole day when Nim Sandro started..."

Selena clenched her hand holding the lantern subconsciously, and then she suddenly frowned slightly: "Did you...did you hear anything?"

"What sound?" Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, and then he began to listen.

In the dark and desolate space, there seemed to be a faint, hallucinatory sound—

Gao Wen listened carefully and discriminated carefully. The sound was like layers of sleepy babble, like the same murmur uttered by countless people in their sleep. It wasn't until half a minute later that he finally heard the voices of hundreds of people. Whispering at the same time—

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

"It's the sound of prayers," Gawain said in a deep voice, "a lot of prayers...but from nowhere..."

"Pray?" Selena said in astonishment. "The inhabitants of this world should have disappeared. Who is still praying to the upper narrator?"

...

"I saw it again!" Magnum's loud voice suddenly caught the attention of half the hall, "I saw transparent spider limbs flying from the ceiling!"

"Everyone is mentally protected. Nightmare teachers and bishops go to guard the technical priests!" Archbishop Semler immediately shouted, and then he looked up at the ceiling, but just like last time, he still didn't see anything.

But no one dared to despise Magnum's warning, but no one could understand this strange situation.

"We can't see it," Yuri glanced quickly across the hall, turning sharply to Magnum, "can you still see it? Where is it?"

"It passed through the air just now. It's a nearly transparent limb. A very large spider is making a web here, an invisible web." Magnum looked up at the empty dome of the hall, his eyes rolled. As if chasing a prey that no one can see, "Damn...I'm 100% sure it really exists!"

"It's the upper-level narrator, it's affecting the real world, it's breaking out of the 'box,'" Semler said quickly, "We have a loophole here... Magnum, what else can you perceive?"

Magnum chased the trajectory of the transparent illusory spider, but apart from seeing the more and more solid limbs, as a mortal, it was impossible for him to lock in the power of a god, and his brows furrowed tightly. , his hands could not help clenching - but this situation is obviously not something that a mental storm can solve.

"Semler, are you sure that no one here has a dream? No one prays to the upper-level narrator in the dream?" He turned his head suddenly, his short red hair almost stood up, and his eyes were terrifyingly serious.

"I've checked every corner, every priest, every knight, even every servant and entourage, every village and town on the surface," Semler said quickly, "and..."

"Archbishop!" Semler was interrupted by a cry from the control seat somewhere, and a technical priest suddenly woke up from the connected state, exclaiming loudly, "The time iteration of Sandbox No. 1 was removed from the inside. It's closed, and the time flow in the sandbox is synchronizing with the real world!"

Semler's eyes widened: "What?!"

"It's the upper-level narrator," Yuri responded quickly, "he wants to enter the real world... so he must synchronize the sandbox world and the real world time-time iteration used to be a 'tool' for him to grow rapidly, but It has now become a hindrance to Him, so it has been closed by Him!"

"He's taking authority..." Wendy the "Singapore" paled even more. At the same time, she also felt that something in her spiritual world was breaking through the suppression and becoming active again, "Pollution. counterattacking..."

Yuri frowned, trying his best to find possible loopholes, and suddenly his eyes froze.

He finally realized a key that may have been overlooked by everyone.

"Archbishop Semler, there may be a huge loophole in our dream control..." The mild-mannered middle-aged man looked at Semler with a pale face, "Have you checked the hashrate node hall..."

"You mean those..." Semler finally reacted, "Impossible, they have no dreams anymore, and someone is guarding there, just confirmed it an hour ago..."

"Archbishop Semler," Wendy interrupted Semler's words, the singer's face was particularly embarrassed, and he said word by word, "Those... are also people."

"Damn! Damn! We made such a low-level mistake!"

Magnum suddenly cursed loudly and ran to the heavy gate at the other end of the hall, and Yuri, Semler, and Wendy followed after a brief stupor.

They came to the special isolation door, Semler pulled the calling rope on the door, and the sound of the bell came from the opposite side, but there was no response from the guard.

The hearts of several archbishops sank instantly.

"Force the door," Magnum said immediately, placing his hand on a crystal device next to the gate. "Yuri, Semler, you go and activate the other three runes."

No one hesitated, three hands pressed on the rune crystal used for emergency unlocking, and as magic power was injected into it, there was the creaking sound of the magic device running from the isolation door that was not allowed to be opened under normal circumstances, and then heavy. The isolation door finally retreated to both sides.

Several spirit knight guards and a bishop who was in charge of guarding the door were sitting quietly in the connecting room, looking as if they were asleep.

It was probably the movement of the door that shook the communication room, and a spirit knight's helmet suddenly fell to the ground. In the exposed armor hole, there was only disgusting flesh mixed with gray-white ashes.

With just one glance, Magnum had already identified the cause of their death: "Brain burned..."

After a few seconds, they opened the second gate leading to the inner hall.

In the dimly lit inner hall, there are hundreds of platforms neatly arranged, with nerve cords and life-sustaining pipes extending out from the edges of the platforms, converging on the pillars of each node, and on those platforms, lying down. There are figures who are in a deep sleep state and responsible for providing computing power for the No. 1 sandbox.

Those who had already started to wither their brains lay there motionless, if they could not see anything strange through the observation window of the outside hall, but their lips were moving slightly, opening and closing in a small range.

Hundreds of murmurs converged in the hall into one voice—

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

Standing in the doorway, Semler felt chills all over.

He murmured to himself, "They shouldn't have the ability to dream in theory..."

Wendy shook her head: "No, they will dream... The whole sandbox world is their dream..."

Magnum walked into the "Hashroom of Computing Power Nodes" where the brain servants were located in two steps, raised his hands high, but put them down the next second.

You can't use psychic storms, or even kill any brain servants... The upper-level narrator has already formed and has found the coordinates of the real world. Destruction at the physical level can only delay his arrival, and if the brain servants die, the sandbox disappears , that god is likely to break away from the shackles here immediately and come to any place in this world. At that time, all hope of a comeback will be truly lost.

What's more, the extraterritorial rogue and Selena Archbishop are still "inside".

The extraterritorial wanderers may not die because of this, but that is the most terrifying thing, which means that those who survive... not only have to face the upper-level narrator who escaped the predicament, but also face the wrath of another existence that is similar to a god.

Everyone understands this and thinks about it.

Magnum's eyes moved between the brain servants lying on the platform. Some of them were shriveled, and they had been lying here for many years. Some were still like ordinary people. They were obviously "new members" within a few years. The platform is empty, that is the brain servant that has been "wasted" and has not had time to replenish, and some platforms are mottled and old, as if they have been used for a long time...

Magnum took a sudden breath and walked slowly to one of the empty platforms.

Wendy called from behind; "Archbishop Magnum, what are you doing?"

Magnum didn't look back, just shrugged: "Perhaps, it's our turn to lie down..."

Yuri was startled and quickly stepped forward to stop Magnum: "Think clearly! This is a deep neural parasitism, it is irreversible!"

Magnum glanced at Yuri in front of him, stretched out his hand and pushed him away, with a free and easy smile on his face: "I looked directly at that 'god', Yuri, and it was irreversible.

"Those runes didn't heal my spirit. I can still see those transparent limbs. You and I understand that I can't look back."

He passed the speechless Yuri, left Wendy and Semler behind, came to an empty platform, and lay down slowly.

Those automatically sensed nerve cords and biochemical tissues immediately wriggled, moved along the edge of the platform, and approached Magnum.

Magnum looked left and right, and suddenly smiled to himself: "Perhaps, we shouldn't have gone this way in the first place..."

With the squirming sound of the nerve cord, Semler came to the platform. He looked at Magnum lying there with complicated eyes, but in the end he didn't say anything to dissuade him. He just asked calmly, "Are there any last words?"

"...No last words, but when I look back at the words of His Holiness the Pope, help me brag about it."

"it is good."

The nerve cord spread to the back of Magnum's head, and the scalp-tingling sound of flesh and blood sounded in the dimness.

Yuri also came to the platform and looked at the old friend for many years: "Did you tell me?"

Magnum looked at Yuri, grinned slowly, raised his right hand little by little, and moved his middle finger slowly and firmly.

"I think it's already very...".

Magnum's hand fell slowly.

After a short delay, the dreaming of all the brain servants in the entire hall also stopped.