Chapter 291 A Strange New World

Roland's thoughts were drifting.

The transfer of the Key of All Souls had finally gone from being an imperceptible miracle to a traceable state.

In the infinitely stretched time, he felt as if he was going upstream in an endless ocean, and there was only a curtain of light composed of strange brilliance in his perception.

There was no distinction between heaven and earth, and truth and miracles were at his fingertips. Just by being illuminated by the faint light, Roland felt that his mind was being filled with all kinds of inexplicable knowledge.

But Roland had no intention of sorting them out, just watching the waves being rolled up.

Every wave was a direct reaction between the collisions between worlds, and the collision and friction between truth and rules.

Some were strong, some were weak, but in this ocean, strength and weakness were only the most insignificant part.

"Is this where the world is?"

This rare sight made Roland take a deep breath and once again felt his insignificance.

To travel through this ocean, the first difficulty is whether you can realize that you are in the ocean. There is no scale of time and space here. The seemingly fierce collision of the world's waves is almost boundless to ordinary senses.

If you just move recklessly after successfully breaking free from the universe, you will probably become part of the mass of this ocean.

So in order to avoid this, the second difficulty is to find the reality that carries you.

Roland looked at the All-Soul Key that wrapped him up and rode the waves in the ocean with ease, and once again improved his assessment of its theoretical status and possible upper limit.

If it weren't for taking shortcuts, if I want to survive here now, I can only rely on luck.

The more I move forward, the shorter my sense of time is, which proves this point. When I was in Type-Moon, if Roland wanted, he could stop the world's time for a long time, or let himself live in a nearly stagnant world for decades through a single acceleration.

But as the All-Soul Key dived deeper and deeper, Roland could feel that his view of time was being shortened and forced back. This phenomenon made him frown slightly.

Having been with the Key of All Souls for so long, it would be a lie to say that he completely understood its nature and abilities, but Roland had more or less mastered its usage.

Although it was possible to travel between worlds and locate to a certain extent, the results of the Key of All Souls' travel were still very random.

Even if Roland could narrow the range with his own will, and as his status and magnitude increased, the range would become more and more accurate, but in the final analysis, he still had to rely on the lost contract spirit as a beacon.

Although the world where the contract spirit drifted would not necessarily be based on pure strength, there was no doubt that a strong world would be more attractive to a strong contract spirit.

To what extent one could interfere with the rules with one's own real quality was a little trick Roland used to judge the strength of the world.

"Even the passive sense of time was distorted? This depth..."

Roland whispered to himself, feeling the pressure coming for the first time in a long time.

Although he was prepared that the world that offered power related to the mass of the universe as a prize would not be a good thing, when he really came into contact with it, Roland's instinct still produced a tactile sensation like an electric shock.

Although he didn't regret it.

Even though Roland had reached a state where material wealth could not bring satisfaction, he still felt a sense of urgency.

The Key of All Souls was so powerful that he could sink at any time if he wanted to.

When Roland faced the attacking Sea of ​​Life in the Earthly World, he realized this when he thought about whether to use the function of returning to Type-Moon directly to escape.

Give up stupid adventures, become the master of the world, and start to enjoy the same length of pleasure as his future life. Lead the times with your own will and create a world like a ship in a bottle for your own fun.

These ideas are still tempting to Roland, who has made a decision now, because he once feared the possibilities of the endless world.

But Roland is not ashamed of this. In the final analysis, this feeling is just the trigger caused by the mismatch between greed and his own strength. Because of this, he must cherish the present when the return of the Key of All Souls can still serve as a guarantee, and strive for everything he can strive for.

And this sense of awe for the omnipotent world is the best beacon to confirm his path.

"Then, let's begin..."

Following Roland's will, the Key of All Souls also completely rushed into the target's waves.

As always, with the help of the power of the Key of All Souls, he began to synchronize with this world.

If Type-Moon's Alaya is composed of the greatest common divisor formed by countless human subconsciousness, the existence composed of the instincts and cognitions of most humans is the world in Alaya's mind.

The method of the Key of All Souls is the same. By adjusting the rules of the channel, Roland's mass is overlapped into the world, thus forming a noise-like existence that is not harmonious, but allowed by the rules.

This will not let the world detect the invader at the first time, and be targeted or even eliminated by the world's will that is unknown, and it will also allow Roland to learn and adapt to the power of the new world and use abilities from different worlds.

Of course, if Roland took the initiative to jump out like he did in Type-Moon, causing the noise to be too loud and even the sound of the main channel to be expelled, then there would be nothing to do.

With the final synchronization completed, the next moment, the reality composed of matter began to emerge in a star-studded posture

——It should be like this.

Before Roland officially set foot in the new world, a more peculiar abnormality suddenly surged in front of him.

The moment before he came into contact with the other party, Roland understood why this power could surpass the reality that constituted everything and come to him first.

Because this power itself is much larger than the universe that constitutes this wave.

Its mass is too large, pulling all the surrounding waves to its side, and relying on a special connection, it forms a wave-like existence to hide itself.

To make an analogy, this relationship is similar to the connection between the universe and the source. An independent universe is still part of the source.

In a blink of an eye, a huge thought and information were transmitted to Roland's mind, containing a heavy law of cause and effect.

After understanding the essence of this information, Roland also relaxed his vigilance a little, but his brows did not relax, but were furrowed deeper than before.

Fortunately, the function of the Key of All Souls is very reliable, and he was not discovered by the world will, which is unknown whether it still exists.

The transmission of this information is just the top-level rules in the foundation of the deep world, just a simple function.

When it senses a certain level of magnitude and status, this function will be activated automatically.

This means that for this world, monsters of Roland's magnitude are not unique.

But what makes Roland feel strange is not this, but...

"The power of concepts?"

Yes, what the world conveyed to him was the power of concepts, which were delivered to Roland like carefully wrapped gifts.

And unlike the concept of love and desire that Type-Moon already has, such as Kama, the concept here is still pure power.

In other words, as long as Roland is willing, he can swallow it and become one of the phenomena directly connected to this world.

Of course, these concepts can be swallowed up so easily because they have never given birth to a true will. They are still just an unclear chaos, and the power they can provide is also insufficient compared to the completed concepts.

But even so, this is still a surprising gift.

To put it bluntly, this treatment is even better than when Roland was in Type-Moon, and is closer than the black mother who invested all her efforts in him from the beginning.

After traveling through the world several times, even if he was not regarded as an alien invader by the will of the world, the best treatment Roland received was just like the time of the Earth Error, when he was regarded as a part of the native creatures by the world that was unclear because of the division, and treated equally.

He was treated as a dog of authority in Type-Moon only after he wrote himself into the Akashic Record, had a foundation, and showed a new future, and then he received strong support like the child of destiny.

So, this seems strange.

Roland didn't intend to complain about this treatment of the world, because this was justified and proved that he had vitality and potential.

The source is indeed not as biased as the restraining force, but it is precisely because it does not care about anything, it is just like the earth error at most. Roland earned its bias with his own efforts.

And now, it is directly given to him as the concept of the universe itself. If Roland gets it for free and then runs away, it means that a part of the world has been taken away from the root. Even if this power is not worth mentioning to itself, it should not be like this.

This behavior of ignoring other and even self-interests when meeting conditions and spending money indiscriminately can no longer be judged by the values ​​of individuals or the world.

"... It's like some kind of device."

Roland pondered for a while, feeling the concept that was like a coat, approaching him by instinct, and had not yet awakened.

"Karma, black shadow..."

The first few did not surprise him, but the last one made him silent for a long time.

The power of the source mixed with the Yin of the two yin and yang, and the breath mixed with him in the last future body, was regarded as a new concept.

"Change? Or unknown..."

Roland muttered to himself, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

So, what should he do next, should he start the process directly?

Thinking for a long time makes one want to know, knowing more makes one want to think more... cough cough!

Roland coughed lightly, resisting the urge to devour immediately, and simply hid these unborn concepts in his body, then took a small step forward, intending to observe the situation of this world first.

Eating things of unknown origin will never bloom with golden courage, but stupidity that disdains even the darkness itself.

Then, after his body felt the real matter and the gravity from the planet again, Roland paused slightly.

What appeared in his vision was not the shining, clear blue sky. Instead, it was the scarlet dyed by the dazzling red and the dark gray.

The scarlet color was the wail of the dead magic power, and it symbolized the blood flowing from the planet under his feet.

The dark grey is the ashes scattered by the dead earth being peeled off, and it is the remains of this planet that has lost its value.

No living creatures can be seen, it is a barren land.

Holes and cracks can be seen everywhere in the distance.

This scene is just like the wasteland world after the nuclear war in Roland's impression because of the uncontrollable desire and technology.

"But the wasteland world will not have such deep and heavy magic."

Roland shook his head, denying the speculation of which technological world this was, and reached out to grab a group of black ashes that were lined up beside him.

Even though it was completely dead, the ashes still flickered with a faint blue light.

They filled the atmosphere, as if they were hosting the resentment of the dead planet, constantly radiating this resentment.

If ordinary people touch it without protection, their skin will be burned through instantly, and even worse, their internal organs will be melted.

Walking on the lifeless land, Roland observed everything around him indifferently.

Although this scene seems to match his style and even concept, the concept hidden in his body, even the karma and darkness that are compatible with the environment have not been touched.

In this barren and wild land, there is no so-called rule at all.

Compared with the wasteland, this is more like the fixed ending of Type-Moon, the Land of Steel.

On this iron-gray desert star, only life that obeys the most primitive law of strength and weakness exists.

Yes, although the environment here makes it impossible for humans in the conventional sense to survive, life will always find its own place.

Through the vision of the world, Roland has discovered many traces of battles left by life forms, and combined with various previous signs, he also has a vague premonition of the truth of this world.

Following the traces of magic that were extremely rough without any concealment, Roland quickly found the clues he needed.

In the crater of the fallen meteorite, scattered steel fragments.

Although it is almost impossible to find the traces left in the wreckage that has been twisted and condensed into a black and gray mass under high temperature, for Roland now, this difficulty is not high.

In the strange white light, the wreckage turned into a small box flashing with fluorescence. Roland twisted it lightly, and the box projected a large picture in the void.

In addition to the astonishing precision far exceeding the maps Roland had obtained in the past, it was depicted in a strange language he had never seen before.

With the help of the authority pried by the concept, Roland easily understood the meaning of those languages.

This is a map of power distribution.

Depicting the territories and detailed distribution of different races.

After seeing the leaders clearly, Roland sighed subconsciously.

"Flügel."

This unique name, coupled with the language called Goblin, the truth of this world is self-evident.

Any killing is prohibited, and everything is decided by the game. Both the world view and the story are quite interesting.

Game life.

Roland turned his head and looked at the purgatory-like scene around him.

However, from the timeline, there are still six thousand years that cannot be crossed before the birth of the story he remembered.

Therefore, the more appropriate name for this new world now should be

Roland muttered.

“——Game No Life Zero?”