Just as the remnants of Malantai were weeping, the spear-like starlight took shape from the broken bubble dome of the Ark, and then the eternal maid holding weapons appeared on the spot, and twenty snake bodyguards also appeared in the next few seconds. Appearing, when the entire square was enveloped in magnificent light, Veronica appeared surrounded by guards, and Ada present turned and knelt down.
"Veronica, why are you here? This is a battlefield, and there may be some dangers."
Soshiyang walked over immediately, Veronica raised her pink fist and gently Smashed his belt.
"It's not because of you! I heard that you ran off to look for it alone because of your recklessness. Is this the thing? A creature that emits that huge energy."
She looked towards The spirit bone dragon then said in surprise:
"It looks like a giant dragon"
"Actually, it's like this-"
Soshiyang explained the origin of the other party to her again, but Veronica knew that Soshiyang was interested in The soul's understanding is definitely not deep enough, so he might as well go there on his own.
"Your Majesty——"
The maids quickly tried to dissuade her, but Veronica shut them up with a gesture, and Soshyan followed in order to reassure everyone. Next to Veronica, the royal cat Garfield seemed hesitant, raising his paw and then putting it down, then raising his paw again, only to put it down again.
When Veronica approached, the dragon leaned down gently, showing some unusual submission, perhaps because he felt the power in her body.
Then Veronica put one hand on Soshyan's hand and stretched the other hand towards the dragon's head——
After that, Soshyan finally truly understood the core of this creature. Before He was just looking at flowers in the fog, but now he saw Malantai in the past, and saw the moment when each Ada was born and grew up. Their past joys, sorrows and joys formed a deep pool. If it weren't for Wei Luo, With Nica's guidance he could only observe the surface of the water.
The residents of Malantai seem to have been taught what war is from birth. At the same time, they unswervingly believe in everything that drives them to fight and work hard, and firmly believe that they will usher in the war that belongs to them. Doom and hope.
However, as an integration of consciousness, the existence of "it" is actually difficult to concrete
Boys, girls, teenagers, old people... everyone was once a melody, so the song of "its" soul is also composed by every Ada, just like the reflection under the sea is the reflection of the deep sea, and the reflection on the sea is The reflection is the broader reflection of the entire sky, but the sea is just a sea after all -
In addition to everyone's melody, the world they once saw and thought also appeared in front of Soshiyang, This is a very unique feeling. If you don't have strong thinking ability, you may be driven crazy by this massive amount of information.
That includes countless broken pictures, intermittent sounds, and even smell and touch. For example
The sky in the pure world is very blue and very big, so big that it encompasses the whole world and dyes everything blue.
Alien mountains and rivers, tall peaks, stand upright under the clouds and mist, passing through the sky, without colorful pure gray, rugged rocks, deep and far away, and then the morning sun shines, looming, and then the storm is coming, and the strange peaks Covering the sky, no matter how charming the seasons are, it overlaps one another with an indifferent attitude, cutting up the mottled sun shadows, and making the eyes full of despair.
A strange river, under the deep valley of unknown place, flows through the gurgling stream. Between the ups and downs, it twists and turns, turning thousands of times. Its scales are shining. The clear stream has never seen the deep mud. The sand is dancing happily and is crystal clear. However, it is at the mountain pass where it flows out that suddenly it merges into the so-called river that flows thousands of miles.
Mysterious forest, green ancient trees, entangled roots, and above it is the sediment of decay for thousands of years, a beautiful paradise piled up by corpses, where life wanders wantonly and then loses its life , and then life is born, with only the rolling gaze of the blue waves, the trees like silent sentinels see through the reincarnation of generations with cold eyes, and only use the green leaves to outline the hymn of life.
The distant sea, one wave after another, is calm and vast, the sky is clear, and the scales are jumping, stretching as far as the eye can see, the blue is whispering softly, with slight ripples.
In the desert, the blazing sun shines through the fields, and the dead silence penetrates the vast mist. It is hot, long, vast, and silent. When night falls, the eyes are full of dazzling stars, accompanied by the sudden cold, and the world sleeps peacefully.
In the joyful rain, the vagueness and distance suddenly emerge. It almost never rains in the Ark. It seems that this is a miracle that only the soul of the world can give. It lowers the curtain for those who no longer want to look directly at the things around them, covering the real and unreal. The gap between them is intoxicated by the refreshing warmth.
In addition to the scenery, it also includes encounters.
Human soldiers wearing simple protective gear and civilians wearing tattered robes bring only violence and cruelty. Countless of them live in dimly lit, gray and dirty giant cities. A general will A civilization that puts war above all else is shrouded in the light of a false god who expresses himself wantonly. Whether he is singing and dancing in peace, or his body is sleeping in a dark corner, he is addicted to violence and the paralysis of faith.
The most profound impression of the greenskins who can only howl and brandish weapons is always the pungent stench of spores, the war cries of different tones but similar meanings that echo in the ears, and the endless Destruction
The relatives of Comoros are depraved, dissolute, and cruel. They have long lost the character and elegance that Ada should have, leaving only the viciousness bred for survival.
The Zerg race is boundless and uncountable, with the most primitive greed, devouring everything. It is closer to a virus than a living thing, a plague spreading in reality
The end is the last moment of all souls , it was a beautiful and desperate scene that all merged together. At that moment, it blurred every corner that Aida's mind could reach. Looking up at the sky and trembling with fear, they gave up their thoughts and returned to the eternal darkness. The thick warmth and coldness oppressed the air, making it impossible to cry or breathe. It seemed that only the children who were still laughing blew another colorful bubble, floated into the air, and broke gently.
But a light lit up in the darkness, which was the light with which the prophets burned their souls. All the Ada gathered towards those lights. They embraced each other and completely opened up to each other. The thoughts and consciousness of this ancient race were strong enough. Sometimes they can even distort the structure of some realities, which is the source of their glory and the cause of their downfall.
In the end, Soshyan and Veronica stood under the dome of the former prophet of Malantai. The broken ground was covered with blue exotic flowers, and the petals were flying in the wind like blue butterflies in the sky.
"Huh? This is——"
Suddenly Soshiyang felt surprised, because he noticed that there was something even more bizarre in this strange world.