Chapter 818 The End of the Story
The layers of prayers echoed in the darkness, as if they resonated into a powerful river. Gawain and Selena couldn't see the river, but they could clearly feel that something was hitting the boundaries of this world. It is hitting the wall that separates reality and fantasy.
Suddenly, however, there was an incongruous disturbance in the river, which confused all the prayers.
Gawain and Selena looked at each other subconsciously, and then heard a faint, vague voice coming from a very distant place:
"Mindstorm!!!"
A powerful disturbance broke out, 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.
Taking the spider web in the dark as the vein, a large number of crisscrossing white light marks suddenly appeared in this dark space, causing the entire space to quickly decompose like a broken mirror, and it seemed that some kind of attack from "inside" broke it. After this curtain was lifted, the scene in front of Gawain and Selena instantly opened up——
Gawain was immediately alert and ready for battle. Selena also came to the back of Gawain's side, and the lantern in her hand emitted a warm and clear light.
The fresh and cold wind suddenly blew up, and after the curtain was broken, an endless grassland lit by stars came into Gawain's line of sight. He saw the slightly undulating earth extending under the starlight, and a large number of unknown flowers and plants in the breeze. It swayed gently under the blow, and a vaguely familiar hill was standing in front of him and Selena, the hill facing the direction of the starlight
Under the hill, lay the wreckage of a giant black spider. Its huge body has been cracked, and a spider with a white body that seems to be cast by light climbed out of the ripped wreckage and was walking along the hillside. Step by step, he climbed towards the endless starlight.
The fluttering light and the starlight shining from the sky fell on the carapace of this white spider, rippling like water.
The white spider didn't seem to notice Gawain and Selena who appeared on the grassland, and was still chasing the stars in the sky step by step and persistently, but Gawain noticed that there were countless shadows around him and Selena. The "figure" without any facial features has emerged.
The attack of the upper narrator has arrived.
Countless hazy figures rushed towards Gawain and Selena. Gawain wanted to stop the holy white spider first, but at this moment, he could only find a way to deal with these tidal wave of past illusions, and the long sword of the pioneer floated up. A layer of illusory flames ignited, and he swept with his sword, and large swaths of enemies turned into illusory fragments under his sword.
Under the cover of Gawain, Selena raised the lantern with one hand, and drew faintly luminous runes in the air with the other hand, constantly turning the surrounding spider silk and distant past illusions into awakened dreams, letting them shine under the starlight. into a rapidly dissipating foam.
Surprisingly, the fighting ability of those black illusions is not very strong, and their greatest threat to Gawain seems to be only a large number.
Gawain and Selena fought and advanced, constantly reducing the number of surrounding enemies, and at the same time trying their best to get to the white spider chasing the starlight.
A shadow stronger and more agile than the other shadows rushed over from the side, Gawain's long sword swirled, forcing the rest of the enemy back, and slashed at the opponent with a sword, and the strong and agile shadow turned into a black handle at the critical moment. The long spear blocked Gawain's blade, and then the spear shook, the 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 long sword cut off the long spear and shattered the phantom.
At the moment when the phantom shattered, some messy information flowed into Gawain's mind, and he suddenly knew the name of the phantom that he had just shattered - his name was Delwolf, a captain of the guard of the West Coast city-state , he has a stern personality, but likes to secretly collect shells...
A pair of sharp double knives swept from the side and rear, and the owner of the double knives lost after a few rounds.
Her name is Nadai, from Yunliu Woodland, she is the princess of the Emerald Royal Court, and an outstanding elf knife dancer...
The hills were getting closer and closer, and the shimmering particles escaping from the white spider were flying on the plain like fireflies. Gawain could almost touch the aura emanating from the divine spider, and a warm and clean light was always there. He shone from the side and behind, constantly dispersing the cobwebs that spread from the void and the black smoke that emerged from time to time, and constantly replenished the physical strength that Gawain lost.
A particularly powerful swordsman blocked Gawain's path.
He is stronger than all illusions, but also blurrier than all illusions. The edge of his head, which has no facial features, seems to be disturbed, and many trembling lines spread out, and his limbs also show an abnormal rough and fuzzy state, but there are Astonishing swordsmanship, a black long sword with no visible details differentiated into countless blades in the air, competing head-to-head with the pioneer long sword.
Before the illusion dissipated, Gawain knew his name——
His name is Balmoral, and he is the "slave king" of the desert city-state of Nim Sandra, 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 blew the grassland under the night curtain, and the white spider also stopped halfway up the mountain. Some soft light shone on Gawain and Selena.
Suddenly, some irrelevant thoughts popped up in Gawain's mind——
It turns out that the "divine nature" of the upper-level narrator...doesn't it have eyes...
A gentle and familiar voice entered Gawain's mind at this moment: "Duwart...disappeared..."
It was Naritel's voice, and Gawain was not surprised at all.
"Give it up, Naritel, or should I call you the upper narrator?" Gawain shook his head, "I know, I know you long for the outside world, but you should also feel it now, you don't belong there, a person like Forcing a god like you to come to reality can only bring about millions of deaths, and it is very 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 arthropods moved aside, and several white cocoons were tightly protected on the spider's chest and abdomen.
She has been carefully carrying and protecting these cocoons as she climbs to the starlight.
While seeing those cocoons, Gawain already understood a lot.
"So that's what Duvalt said..." Selena also reacted and said with a complicated tone, "We've always wondered where the avatars in Sandbox No. 1 have gone, so..."
"I want to take them outside," White Spider whispered, "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 particularly low, as if talking to herself, "All of us are paying attention to the three thousand people who entered the Internet. , but...there are millions of virtual personalities in the sandbox world...to you, they are also 'real'..."
The white spider did not speak, neither deny nor admit.
As an archbishop who has a deep understanding of the sandbox system and the mysteries of the soul, Selena finally pieced together the part of the truth that she had never understood before.
On the other hand, Gawain had already had a lot of dealings with the knowledge of the gods, and he had also obtained a lot of disobedient inheritance. At this moment, he thought of more things: "It is because he realizes that most of the 'people' in the world are virtual The illusion that came out, the upper-level narrator will fall into madness and die in madness, which in turn leads to his split, making his human and divine parts into two individuals... It is precisely because of this In the process of death and division, you can get rid of the shackles of the original "upper narrator's belief", and then you can devour the mind of the whole world without affecting your own existence, and put them all into those few In the 'cocoon'... am I right?"
The white spider moved a long leg gently and made a low and sweet voice: "You know a lot of things..."
"Do you really think this will be successful?" Gawain frowned, "Even if you brought them into the real world, so what? There is no body, no material basis, or even the conditions for becoming a spiritual body. They are born from sand. The box 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 go 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 an alarming hostility finally radiated from this powerful divine creature.
However, Gawain just shook his head regretfully—it seemed that there was no room for relaxation.
"Naritel," he faced the hill, watching the young god, "you will die, there will be no new division, there will be no resurrection.
"You know how Duwart disappeared, and you should 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 fine..."
Between Gawain and Naritel, the endless rays of light suddenly turned into a torrent, washing the entire plain and the last frontier of this false world.
...
The violent shaking woke up Orandel before dawn, and countless residents woke up from their dreamless sleep, looking in horror at the land that was said to have been cursed, and in the direction of Orlandel's throat.
They heard a low whistling sound coming from the collapsed valley, and heard the resonant sound of countless people's shouts echoing on the plain outside the valley, and a huge force seemed to be brewing in the throat of Orlandel, At the last moment before dawn, it started beating like a heart.
A ray of sunshine appeared on the horizon in the distance, and the majestic crown of the giant sun seemed to stick its head out from there. In this thin and thin halo, under the remaining starlight on the horizon, someone saw a spider-like illusion. The Shadow is climbing the hills at the edge of the Maw of Orlandel...
The last moment seemed to come, and Archbishop Semler subconsciously clenched the battle staff in his hand.
Disturbing whistling echoed throughout the underground palace. The transparent phantom limbs that Magnum had mentioned were finally solidified to the point where all ordinary priests could clearly see them. They watched the huge phantom spider on the soil and walls. Walking between them, every time a huge transparent limb swept across the hall, it would arouse a low exclamation.
The prayer resonance of the brain servants has been successfully stopped by Magnum before, but this seems to only slow down the arrival of the upper-level narrator. He is still insisting on squeezing into the real world, as if he will never give up until the last moment.
"This is the last moment..." Yuri muttered in a low voice, "We've done everything we can..."
Wendy took a light breath and walked to the corner of the hall: "I'll take care of the wounded."
"His Holiness the Pope just sent the last news that the stability of the sandbox system and the spiritual network has reached its limit," Semler said in a deep voice, "Next, he will use all his strength to resist the arrival of the upper narrator. The shock of his soul, and if his soul's response disappears...we're ready to die."
Yuri looked forward calmly: "Hope..."
A whistling sound that was more shocking to the soul than before suddenly reverberated in the entire underground palace. Along with it, there was a strong building vibration, which interrupted Yuri's unfinished words.
He raised his head subconsciously and saw the equally dazed Archbishop Semler.
...
Nameless flowers and plants turned to ashes, earth and rocks disintegrated in the air, and the rising black smoke obscured the sky and made the starry sky dull.
The forces that supported this false world at the last moment finally fell, and the entire sandbox began to irreversibly die.
The nameless grassland began to disintegrate and quickly collapsed from the edge to the center, and the holy white spider also rolled down the hill, and fell to the ground together with the cocoon she desperately wanted to protect.
At the last moment, she weaved layers of spider silk, which bound and stabilized the cocoons again, without causing them any damage, as if it was her instinct to exist in the world.
The warm and bright lights dissipated, dispelling the rising smoke and spreading flames, Gawain came to the white spider that had lost its counter-attack power, and looked at the bright and clean rays of light at the position of her head.
Before he could speak, Naritel's voice entered his and Selena's minds.
"In the earliest days, they thrived on this grassland... At that time, it was not a desert, and there was no Nim Sandra..."
At this moment, Selina finally recognized the terrain here, and knew where the vague sense of familiarity came from. She looked around subconsciously, recognizing the land that was sinking into darkness: "This is... No wonder I feel so familiar..."
This land was originally "written" by her and Megall III.
But that was a long time ago, so long that she forgot what it looked like at the beginning.
"Duvalt once asked me, if everyone is content with this land, whether everyone will 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 borders, the world is not for everyone. It's real...
"Poets can imagine the world beyond the ocean, and the world between the stars. Sailors can have eternally rich harvests in the near sea, and don't have to worry about the ocean edge that becomes more and more bizarre the farther it goes... Don't have Too 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...
"The creator...you created this world and us, and what is all this for...what do you want us to do, can you tell me?"
Naritel's voice was low and soft, and in front of this simple question, Selena fell into a long silence.
After some thought, she raised her head and stared at the aimless face of the upper-level narrator.
"This is just an experiment, just... an experiment..."
Her every word seemed to be exhausted.
Two seconds later, the white and holy spider finally let out a sigh: "Ah, thank you... I finally heard the answer from the creator's mouth with my own ears."
"Naritel," Gawain couldn't help but take 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 amazement, but he could only see a dark and chaotic sky without any stars.
And when he looked back again, the white spider god and the cocoon she sheltered until the last moment... have begun to turn into a little bit of light dust.
...
The whistling in the valley ceased, and the tremors of the earth subsided.
The residents of Orlandel walked out of their homes with unease and panic, took to the streets, asked each other about the situation, and invariably looked in the direction of Orlandel's throat.
In the dimly lit sky, some children exclaimed.
In the outline of the rising sun, there seems to be a giant almost transparent spider that climbed up the nearby rock a little bit, and climbed to the high ground at the edge of the valley, where he stopped quietly and carefully pushed the cocoon-like thing in front of him. .
The last bit of starlight in the sky shone, reflecting on the spider's increasingly illusory torso. He faced the last starlight of the day, as if to give a faint admiration, and many people heard the illusory voice ringing in their minds. , but was at a loss for that voice—
"Here, the story ends..."
Then the morning sun rose, and the brilliance of the giant sun shone on the earth.