Chapter 924 Adapt to Everything
Yago frowned.
Not a "cognitive creature" yourself?
With his arms? his mouth?
When the weird organ formed by his body changes instinctively gnawed at the statue, Yago could also feel that some changes had taken place in him.
And most obviously.
His perception, his "knowledge" that can directly capture the target information, is gradually disappearing.
Gradually replaced by a very strange sense.
However, this feeling is only fleeting.
The next moment, he felt that his body was becoming a little illusory.
And his perceptual perspective has also escaped from the weirdness felt as a remnant of "cognitive life".
A dark shadow gradually enveloped his body.
His nature has changed.
become more and more compatible with the surrounding environment.
Originally, those interlaced lights and shadows that were difficult for him to understand and perceive, but with this change, he gradually became able to understand.
And the strong sense of oppression he had received was gradually weakening.
Suddenly, he remembered what the Majesty said:
"So, now, tell me, Fast, what is your choice when you are faced with death?"
"Give up and stay away from everything, continue hope? Even make yourself a carrier of hope?"
"Or don't let go of any possibility and try to save it? Even if it's a dream?"
"Or choose to adapt to everything that is coming?"
"Or, do you intend to become a self-contained body and maintain everything as much as possible?"
"Erasure all your own characteristics, but don't choose to adapt or integrate, and wait in the form of 'unknown'."
"Swallow everything, everything will burn, burn to preserve itself."
"Strip off the entity, and meet all future changes with pure will."
"Stop all change, even if everything comes to a standstill."
"Make no changes, carry all changes, until they break."
Standing in front of the gradually devoured statue, Yago muttered to himself, and said the answer again:
"Adapt to everything."
everything.
The "everything" mentioned in every sentence, Yago thought it was just a general term.
but now
He turned around slightly, gradually becoming pitch black, gradually becoming illusory, like a shadow, he "looked" at the lair intertwined with light and darkness in the distance.
broken.
A girl in a dark gothic cake dress silently stared ahead.
In front of her was a young man with almost half of his body gone, who seemed to have passed out due to his severe injuries.
Staring at the young man, the doll-like girl slightly opened her mouth, wanting to say something.
Her exposed limbs, including her face, have obvious arthropods, as if they were parts of a doll.
She doesn't like the way she looks.
She also doesn't like people talking about how she looks.
Whether it's "like a doll", or
"Like a bug"
Such words.
Although this sentence was his counterattack when he was scolded anxiously.
Although there were only a few swear words in total, it didn't sound as good as a casual sentence from her.
However, no one knew that she cared a lot about this scolding word that was not painful to many people.
Especially, not long ago, after she came into contact with that relic.
After the ruins that belonged to the wizard.
The doll-like girl took off the blindfold on the left face.
As the blindfold was removed, a crystal-clear, jewel-like lump was revealed.
It looks like a jewel?
If you look closely, you can see that this gem-like thing embedded in the eye socket, making her look like a real doll, is actually one piece after another, thousands of tiny hexagonal blocks polymerized.
It's like a compound eye.
With a sense of horror that makes the hair stand on end, the compound eyes spread open.
The eyes formed by the small hexagonal crystals start from the eye sockets and slowly spread to the entire face.
How disgusting are these tiny crystals, these single-eyed faces that others may think are small creatures, and how many people will be regarded as monsters, but only she knows what happened to her Variety.
In other words, the blood power of the Fitzde family made her understand what her own power is.
"Gambler" approach?
No, it's not.
She has never stepped into this path before.
Sequence 9 Gambler, Sequence 8 Juggler, Sequence 7 Marionette, Sequence 6 Storm Hunter, Sequence 5 Scholar of Probability.
In the family she belongs to, she has never stepped into the path guarded by her parents and the family members who inherited the name of "Fitzde" from generation to generation.
She did not take this path.
Reverse order?
Not really, she didn't go up the path told her by that strange crow, the crow that made her bloodline of the Fitzdard family instinctively feel the danger.
Survivor, Dealer, Winner, Shadow of Fate.
The "reverse sequence" path that she gradually learned from the countless ruins that she and that idiot explored together, the reverse sequence path that is opposite to the gambler path.
The pair of pathways that appeared in the catastrophe caused by the blue-blooded wizards in the distant, unknown ancient times.
Is it lucky?
No, it's a curse.
If he did not realize this fact, "He" would not recover either.
The monster that wakes up with the recognition of others.
She unleashes no, she unleashes the monster of the last chain.
The bloodline of the "Fitzde" family is a curse.
It is false and it is a curse.
She looked at the young man with despair, and on her face, those eyeball-like crystals suddenly squirmed, forming a weird mouth on her deformed face:
"Want to save him? Promise me one condition, it's fair."
She knew it seemed to come from the bottom of her heart.
Starting from that relic, when he learned about the source of his own blood, the blood of all blue-blooded people.
Since she learned about the nature of this world, this material world.
Since she learned about the final fate of the blood of the blue blood.
Even though, she didn't trust this existence of unknown origin, hidden in her, hidden in the blood of the Fitzde family.
However, she has no choice:
"I promise."
She didn't even know what "conditions" the other party would put forward.
"Okay, deal."
"I will avenge you."
"To the wizard emperor."
"He will pay the price."
"The price of betrayal."
When the voice that made her shudder sounded, her consciousness gradually fell silent.
However, when her consciousness gradually sank into darkness, she saw that her body was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
With the pace, it becomes more and more like a youth who fell to the ground.
Even a half goggle gradually formed on her head.
The cut was completely consistent with the torn goggle strap on the young man's head.