Chapter 1407 The Endless Wild Night
With less than three minutes left before Mo Tan hit the ground in reality, the three people in this space all fell into the trap at the same moment. There was silence.
The topic, after all, inevitably comes to that area that no one wants to face squarely.
At this point, this is true no matter what mental state Mo Tan is in.
Even the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped much lower at this moment.
"After all, we can't get around it..."
Mo Tan in sportswear tugged at the corners of his lips, and while looking around at the foggy environment, he sighed: "Yes, since we can appear in this place , then...of course, there is a reason for the existence of 'Motan' in that state."
"It was clearly someone who said that "escape cannot solve the problem""
< br>Mo Tan, in black trench coat, fiddled with his bangs and narrowed his right eye slightly between his fingers: "Are you just using these words to yin and yang that salted fish?"
"Salted fish It means it doesn’t matter.”
Mo Tan in pajamas subconsciously took a step back, hugged his shoulders and shivered: "Let's not talk about this..."
Mo Tan in sportswear shrugged, shook his head and said: "There's no way around it. ”
“It just so happens that we don’t have much time now~”
Mo Tan, in black trench coat, lazily walked forward, walking While waving to the other two people to follow him: "I... Okay, we have made the assumption that the extremely unstable mental state that will make the brothers irrecoverable if they are not careful has been suppressed, but now it looks like That’s not the case.”
“After all, there’s no way to explain the fragmented time.”
The tracksuit sighed again, and then took steps forward. As he walked, he said: "Every day in the [Innocence Realm], I lose consciousness completely for several hours. If this kind of thing happened to others, I'm afraid it would be a direct result." Call the police."
Mo Tan walked behind the two of them reluctantly, muttering: "I also want to call the police now."
"Do you want to call the police? The police uncle said that there was something wrong with his game cabin, but he still wanted to tell them that Mo Tan was a hopeless mental patient. After entering the [Innocence Boundary], his condition gradually worsened, so that there were several people every day. The level of unconsciousness?"
Black windbreaker Mo Tan sneered and said: "Don't be ridiculous."
"Do you still remember the prophecy of Tianzhu Mountain? Long-term mission.”
Mo Tan, in sportswear, tapped his forehead, with a gloomy look on his face: "If nothing else, the Light of Apocalypse should refer to the two characters 'Hei Fan' and 'Mo', and the Shadow of Apocalypse should refer to... "
Mo Tan, in black windbreaker, interrupted him impatiently and said lazily: "'Tan Mo' and the fourth mental state that we have clearly no longer reacted to in the past few years, Right? Haven’t we considered this matter many times before?”
“We have considered it, but we have never analyzed it too deeply, including me. They are all driven by some kind of instinct and do not want to think or speculate too much."
Mo Tan in sportswear licked the corner of his mouth and put his hands in his pockets: "There are obviously many clues."
Pajama Motan tugged at the corner of his mouth weakly and said dryly: "But it's not much, is it? And haven't we already investigated the monster underground in the City of Light?"
"Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is the instinct of all intelligent creatures."
Black windbreaker Mo Tan suddenly stopped, turned his head and smiled at the two people: "We cannot escape this instinct. In fact, this I'm afraid no one in the world knows how terrible 'that' is better than us. Think about it, even 'I' think so at this moment, and the seriousness can be imagined. ”
< br>Mo Tan in sportswear nodded slightly, then frowned and said: "But we still have to face this problem after all."
"Let's talk about it later..."
Mo Tan in pajamas is weak He made a speech, but the other two ignored him in a tacit understanding.
"There is only one most important clue, and the rest are just minutiae."
Black windbreaker Mo Tan raised a middle finger and shook it, and said softly: "Theoretically, there should only be four apocalypses, but now there are five. Tao, among which there are two lights and three shadows. It is known that the two lights of revelation are 'Black Brahma' and 'Mo', and the shadow of one revelation is 'Tan Mo'. On this basis..."
Sportswear Mo Tan took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "Based on this, there are two shadows of Apocalypse whose identity is unknown. One of them appears as a monster in the trial court of the City of Light, and materializes in time. Corresponding to the fragmented time of 'Mo Tan'."
"The other one is the culprit of Cordoba's first death after becoming a big bull."
Black Windbreaker Mo. Tan Ye put his hands in his pockets and said coldly: "The location is in the Chauvin Empire in the southwest continent. You should have something in mind, right?"
Seeing that neither of them was ready to show off, Pajama Mo Tan had to say reluctantly in order not to be ignored: "The Chauvin Empire is also a force that the target we are chasing at this moment may be committed to, right?"
The other two nodded silently.
"It seems there is one more reason to get rid of that hermaphrodite~"
Mo Tan, in black windbreaker, tapped the ground lightly with the toe of his shoe and said in an incomprehensible voice: "If we can successfully control him, and there are no formal members of the Chauvin Empire delegation at tomorrow's formal meeting..."
Mo Tan in sportswear nodded slightly and said as he walked forward: " In that case, some things may be explained, don’t forget... Wow!”
He suddenly leaned back and fell to the ground the moment he passed by Mo Tan in black windbreaker.
“Oops, ouch~”
The latter suddenly showed a gloating smile, leaned on the invisible material but actual ‘obstacle’ behind him, and said cheerfully: “Forgot I told you, the reason why I stopped is because this seems to be the 'border' of this space, with no way forward."
Mo Tan in sportswear glared at the other party angrily. , then stood up and reached into the air in front of him, and soon felt a layer of 'air wall' that was like a water film but extremely tough. After trying it for several times, he slowly nodded and said: "Well, I can't get through it." "What did you just say don't forget?"
Pajama Motan, on the other hand, fell into a state of anxiety because the other party only had time to say half of what he said.
“Don’t forget that the time when the Holy Cult jointly captured that monster was before Xiao Yu was killed, and during this process, the existence that looked exactly like us was always under control. Until now. "
Sportswear Mo Tan answered casually, and then, just as he was about to check the wall of air in front of him again, which probably indicated the 'border', there was a sudden earthquake. Shaking sounds came from all directions. It was obvious that in reality, 'Mo Tan''s body had been in close contact with the ground.
The three of them disappeared almost as soon as the tremor spread, leaving only an empty, foggy space that continued to operate peacefully.
However, this peace did not last long——
About ten seconds later, a black crack suddenly appeared in the air, or to be more precise, it suddenly appeared on the wall of air that blocked the three of them before!
Then the second, third, tenth, and God knows how many more paths -
Soon, this space was surrounded by dense black gaps, and this If someone stands inside, they will find that this seemingly boundless space is not actually large, but a square cube with a side length of less than two hundred meters.
In other words, in less than half an hour before, whether it was pajamas, black windbreakers, or sportswear, they were all in a small square box-like space. The field of vision is just an illusion. The so-called wall of air may actually be the boundary and end of consciousness.
But——
As those black cracks became increasingly dense, finally covering almost all angles, the nature of the matter seemed to have changed.
Crack!
A crisp cracking sound suddenly sounded on the plane that the three of them thought was the boundary!
The next moment, the 'barrier' that was mistaken for the end and had been completely dyed as black as ink collapsed suddenly!
Outside, there is a landscape that is difficult to describe in words, extremely deep, extremely twisted, and extremely abstract.
The clumsy 'Galaxy' like graffiti is swimming crazily in the sky, underground and everywhere within sight. The pale earth is constantly repeating the process of splitting, reorganizing, collapsing and aggregating. Manic noises resound in the turbid air. , resounding in the depths of the soul of every person who sets foot in it, the dry plants become lush in an instant, and the abominable flesh and blood mass surging under this lushness uncontrollably transforms itself in the next second. destroy.
No gravity, no medium, no smell, no light, not even darkness.
Only the sense of time and space is barely within the bounds of the rules, but these rules continue to destroy and regenerate themselves at a frequency of nearly a thousand times per second.
Color has lost its meaning, the sun... If those light clusters that are swallowing up the stars on the sky like out-of-control billiard balls, constantly releasing filth and corruption can be called the sun, it was probably a millisecond ago It's still blood red, but a millisecond later it turns into a miserable green, or a bright pink that's so dazzling that it makes you want to vomit.
This is not chaos, because in a sense, chaos itself is a kind of disorder, just like darkness is actually a kind of lack of light, but everything at this moment is fundamentally equal to order. The concept is irrelevant, and this irrelevance does not mean that it is 'disordered', it is just simply irrelevant.
No one can appreciate this 'scenery', even with Mo Tan's psychological quality. If he appeared here in the three states just now, the only outcome would be to fall into madness at the moment of waking up and become a true psychopath. .
Perhaps it is more accurate to say that it is a vegetative state, because even if it is crazy, it will only last for a short moment. After all, that is not a loss that any normal life can bear, so after being affected, it only takes a few breaths time, the affected existence will be completely erased, leaving no trace.
No consciousness can stay in this environment, not even those heroes who have faced this kind of existence head-on.
They saved the world, but it does not mean that they defeated this indescribable existence. They just helped the world to survive without most people being aware of it.
The last person who tried to harness this existence had everything even conceptually erased.
Therefore, as just said, no consciousness can stay in this environment, unless it is a part of it...
A twisted figure appears quietly in the pale, On the land alternating between darkness and dense zebra crossings, I silently looked up at the crumbling cube in mid-air.
The next moment, the chaotic galaxy that had always been restrained by some invisible force and had never been able to brush the cube finally lost control completely. It whizzed past the moment the cube fell apart, completely annihilating it in the into an extremely twisted, indescribably weird 'tail mark'.
At the same time, the twisted figure on the ground gradually became stable.
Soon, he showed a painting style that was incompatible with this place.
It has been distorted into an image that can be observed with the naked eye and fully meets the definition of 'human'. From the appearance, this is a man in his early twenties, with messy hair, pale complexion, medium to thin body, and height. A man with a medium-to-short appearance, an average-to-upper-average appearance, and no sparkle in his eyes.
He was wearing ordinary jeans, an ordinary T-shirt, ordinary sneakers, and a little genius phone watch that displayed 'signal connection failed' on his wrist. He looked like an ordinary ordinary person.
But no one would really regard him as an ordinary person.
You must know that once a person who can maintain a stable existence in such an environment enters an environment that is theoretically defined as normal, his existence itself is enough to destroy all stability and balance. A drop of ink in an inkwell There seems to be nothing wrong with it, but if you replace the other inks around with clear water, the result can be imagined...
In this crazy and chaotic environment, he is not the center, but it is just the smallest thing. It's just an integral part of the world, and this is the only place where he doesn't look special.
"Looking for death..."
Looking at the 'wreck' that was a complete space a few seconds ago, was gradually assimilated, gradually went crazy, and gradually lost control. The man who looked exactly like Mo Tan silently spit out two words. word, and then slowly shook his head.
A thin black curtain emerged from the turbid air, followed by a second, third and fourth.
Soon, he was in a small, coffin-like black space, and then he closed his eyes and allowed the upper and lower ends to be slowly sealed.
A closed space that is far less spacious than the cube that just collapsed and twisted, with a length of 180 cm, a width of 70 cm, and a height of 30 cm.
Under the endless wild night, this tombstone to say goodbye to this world is his only way to enjoy peace.
Chapter 1,398: The End
(End of this chapter)