Chapter 929 Insect Slough, Snake Slough

Boom.

Boom.

After several tentative attempts to touch the "self" at different times failed, Yago could only choose to continue exploring this place.

Unlike at the beginning, Yago at this time can clearly perceive what this lair-like place with intertwined light and dark looks like.

He walked out of the church.

It was also at this moment that the strange bell sounded.

As if from distant unreal dreams, as if from dark shadows.

It was also at this moment that Yago finally saw the pale monastery clearly.

shadows, dreams, time

Overlapping shadows overlapped one after another, forming another magnificent scene in Yago's eyes.

This monastery, which seems to be superimposed by countless double shadows, itself is also a shadow.

While various thoughts were floating, Yago "turned his head" and glanced at the church behind him.

Only this church is peculiar.

Or, to be precise, this church is.

shell.

Carapace? Shedding?

The existence of this church is different from that of the entire monastery.

Yago recalled one thing.

That is when he was promoted to "soul master", after he used his ability, he appeared in a state of near transformation.

And, in the “cognition field”, the serial image of the parasitic “worm” in that mercury city.

Just like yourself?

Yago himself has now become an illusory form of existence that is consistent with this place, like a shadow, like a dream.

However, not quite the same.

The transformation of Yago's form of existence this time is a change.

It didn't experience the kind of metamorphosis like moulting, but a direct morphological transformation.

To use a less accurate example, it's like plasticine has been squeezed into another shape.

However, this church, just like what he had experienced before when the "spirit man" used his ability, abandoned his original body, leaving behind it like a moth molting its carapace.

Yes, the whole church is a slough.

or.

Snake slough.

Yago glanced at his palm.

He seems to have misunderstood one thing.

"Insect slough" and "snake slough".

If my own discovery is correct, his essence will change in some way as the environment changes to adapt to the form of the environment.

So, what makes him adapt to the environment and become a "cognitive life"?

Silver blood.

In the shadow of "past" or "present" or "future" that he didn't know, it was impossible for Yago to forget that silver, star-like figure.

And, why the "cognitive domain" is what "Mercury City" is like.

This question, combined with what he saw before, the scene of the shadow snake being captured by mercury.

The power of silver blood is the power of the "cognition" field?

Yago opened and closed his palms, and the dark silver armor-like palms came into his "vision", and the overlapping shadows were hazy and illusory.

What secrets do you have about yourself?

What have you experienced yourself?

No, maybe "what the future will experience".

Although it was just a guess, the idea that he might be the "Diago of the past" became more and more profound in his mind.

And the reason for all this, he may also know.

"The river of time".

What is the reason why Atile said "the long river of time has been broken"? What caused the "broken river of time"?

What kind of existence is this "Diago of the past" like myself?

According to Atile's words that "the past, the present, and the future have been mixed together", what kind of positioning is he now, who may be the "Diago of the past"?

And, more importantly, if I am "Diago from the past", why do I have no memory of "present" and "future" when time is confused?

What happened to the "now" and "future" self?

He stared at the overlapping shadows on his body, which couldn't be discerned in order, and pondered for a moment.

Immediately, he turned and left, walking outside the church and monastery.

This monastery, he has seen clearly.

The church is a certain existence, a shell shed by a powerful creature similar to its current form of existence.

And the monastery is the shell left by the creature's second metamorphosis.

The existence of the church is not the same as this lair intertwined with light and darkness, but the monastery is already extremely close to the environment here.

"adapt".

Churches and monasteries are what this powerful creature faded after adapting to this environment.

As for this unknown creature that is similar in nature to his own form of existence, and may even be the same, whether it has any relationship with Yago, Yago can't be sure.

Furthermore, whether this "creature" is related to the "present" or "future" self, or even left behind by him at different times, Yago is even more uncertain.

but.

He vaguely felt, no.

This feeling came from his instinctive intuition.

But also just feeling.

In the end, he needs more information.

And, even if it wasn't, he needed to investigate.

Maybe you can learn some information about yourself from the side.

This "fits everything" form of existence.

How much does that "Your Majesty" know about him?

Yago took one last look at the monastery and left the area.

When he opened his eyes again, Yago returned to the place where light and darkness intertwine.

But at this time, he had a different feeling.

The information captured when he "cognized life" was distorted and chaotic, intertwined and superimposed, making it difficult for him to analyze.

However, now, at this very moment, what he perceives is another scene because the angle of his life form has changed.

Although it is still "interlaced light and dark", Yago at this time can clearly confirm it.

Those "lights" are "silver blood".

Those "darks" are things in the same form of existence as my current dream-like, shadow-like illusory body.

It is time, it is dreams, it is the power of shadows.

"Nest of Time"?

The title of "Bird's Nest" that popped up because of the outline of the image before may be very appropriate.

In his line of sight, the "vacancies" formed by things intertwined with light and dark, the areas that are somewhat similar to bubbles, are extremely obvious.

Just like the area with the pale monastery he had just left.

Here, there are dreams, fragments of broken time intertwined.

Yago vaguely had such a judgment.

Sweeping his gaze around, Yago chose an area with the densest light and shadow and walked over.

As he approached, one after another, strange scenes with overlapping shadows came into his eyes, carrying an indescribable sense of terror.

Although he is not used to it yet, Yago will not choose to back down.