Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 156: The critical man
The surroundings are very dark and white, both dim and dazzling, as if there is nothing, but also as if it contains thousands of things.
The green grass under the starry sky, the waves in front of the reef, the carvings on the palace walls, the ruins in the deep sea... Countless scenes flashed before my eyes.
His thinking stagnated a little, then slowly turned.
He has been here.
As always, he has forgotten some things, but he also remembers some things.
Forget about the minor and innocuous burdens.
Remember those important existences that are magical and true.
But this is not the most important.
The important thing is that he is here.
He.
As his thoughts turn lightly, the end of the world, the mighty power of nature, the heat of the sun, the undercurrent of the earth, the vitality of life, the silence of death, everything is revealed before his eyes without reservation.
Very comfortable and free.
It's like letting go of all the shackles, getting rid of all the shackles, and removing all the weight.
No gravity, no time, no other.
Nothing can limit his thoughts.
He is the only one who lives here, like a wild horse galloping freely, letting the sky birds soar, and the deep-sea solitary fish swimming freely.
Wandering around the world.
Everywhere.
No scruples.
Until he became the whole world himself.
[World...world...]
A slight discomfort flashed through his mind.
But that's not important. Like all other unimportant things, he didn't care.
There is only one feeling, and he stays with him tenaciously.
Impulsive.
Not enough.
The impulse came up suddenly, and it was unacceptable.
Not enough.
A slight impatience rises in his feelings.
Not enough!
He wants more.
Want to know more, learn more, get more!
With this thought, he started to rise.
It's amazing.
He is like the rising sun, with infinite light and heat, rising to the endless sky.
Get higher and higher.
Getting faster and faster.
And what you see, hear, see, feel... more and more.
Getting faster and faster!
Until the edge of his senses, that endless deep space appeared.
Darkness, silence, and desolation.
So beautiful, magical and unspeakable, as if in the center of everything.
Make him drunk.
But that was not what attracted him the most.
At that moment, he saw a fog in the deep space. The fog was dark and obscured, but it was permeated with countless dazzling white light, the light flowing like water, shimmering slightly.
What is that?
He just had this idea, and the mist of white light moved slightly!
If they are alive, they spread to him.
Strange.
He looked at the mist in the dark and deep space, feeling the distance between them slowly shrinking.
Why... so kind?
It was like—he looked at the mist that was approaching him, and suddenly there was a slight excitement—like they were calling me.
He wants it.
I want to pass through the white light, enter the mist, and discover the things inside.
This thought came into being, and his heart was like ten thousand ants scratching his heart, he couldn't help approaching there, plunged into the darkness, into the mist, the white light.
It seems that there is the biggest spoils there.
The magical feeling reappeared: as the distance from the fog approaches, his feelings about the world become clearer and his heart for himself becomes firmer.
He lowered his vision and found that everything in front of him had sunk from the sea to the water droplets, from the forest to the veins, from the earth to the soil, from the perspective of life to existence.
He is ordering the world to show itself again in a new way.
The deep space is getting closer, and the fog is getting closer.
And he... more and more... perfect?
He wanted to laugh, but found that laughter was far from summarizing his feelings. He also wanted to sigh, but he was no longer in the pit of feelings. He still wanted to open his arms, but here, the body is no longer important. Up.
He wants it.
Want!
A few eyes opened from behind the dark deep space and projected far to him, who was anxiously on his way.
But that's not important, is it?
At this moment, there is only the mist in the deep space in his eyes!
Just want to pull it away and enter it!
As for everything else, it doesn’t matter anymore!
He got closer and closer.
The deep space is becoming more and more real, and the fog is becoming more and more cordial.
He believes that they are only a short distance away!
Get it, discover it, and you can become more...perfect.
A short walk away, soon.
Haha.
He should have come long ago, right?
Why have you waited so long?
He should have been here early, entering the dark and deep space, pulling away the fog in the light, and facing a better self.
A stronger, taller, more versatile and more perfect self!
He is about to reach that deep space, his eyes in the dark are getting sharper, but he doesn't care!
At that moment, the long-lost madness and joy, impulse and pleasure surged at the same time.
As if the once scattered and confused thinking had found the center, his approach to the deep space kept accelerating.
As if his desires are constantly being fulfilled, step by step he is approaching the ultimate step he expected.
It seems that the reason why he appeared here, wasted here, is for this moment!
He felt this kind of magic, didn't he?
Not long ago.
The state that makes people want to stop, the power that overrides everything, just like he is the **** of the great world, the master of all things in the universe, the supreme——
[God...]
Suddenly, a strange and familiar male voice sounded from the bottom of my heart.
Elegant, contented and relaxed.
But it was like a basin of chilling cold water, pouring his head and covering his face all over his body!
His forward speed is slightly slow.
Already aspiring to win, like the deep space and mist in the palm, it seems to drift away in an instant, from a few minutes away, to become the far end of the world again.
No, don't.
There was a disappointed lament in his heart.
Don't stop.
Don't stop.
He really... still wants...
If he has arms, then he will stretch out as hard as he can to reach into the mist in that deep space.
[What is a god...]
The male voice sounded again.
The whispers like a ghost, looming, sometimes not.
He was trying to "reach out" for a moment.
What...what?
He was suddenly panicked.
The fact that this panic didn't know where it came from made him even more at a loss.
[World...]
Once again, the elegant male voice sounded faintly, as if mumbling to himself.
[What is the world...]
At that moment, he seemed to be hit hard!
His vision trembled fiercely, his senses were all shattered, and the scene in front of him once flashed quickly, and the omnipotence of knowing everything disappeared from perception!
Even the dark and deep space far away in the sky has become blurred.
Following his abnormal appearance, shooting out from the deep sky, the eyes cast on him revealed a doubt.
Just as he doubted.
What is that?
Questions, incomprehension, confusion, familiar incompatibility and incompatibility, confusion and fear of losing everything, instantly hit my mind.
God.
Dominate.
The world.
Everything.
More and more words invaded his mind, flashing back and forth.
What is this...
He was very distressed and uncomfortable.
Are you familiar?
Until——
[When you think of gods, what do you think of first? 】
It was the male voice, it sounded very clearly again, to him, it was like thunder in the quiet night!
At that moment, his rushing and unfettered thoughts suddenly frustrated!
Ah!
If he has a voice, he must be screaming.
What is a god?
He doesn't know.
But there was already another voice in my heart, who answered him silently.
【Incompatible with us, but at a distance. 】
The voice was thick and dry, like a duck, with a slight impatience, like an immature boy.
He was suddenly flustered between the inexplicable questions and answers.
No, it's not like this!
The gods, the gods he expected, the gods told by this state, are obviously...obviously...
[The Merciful Creator? Uh, or the omnipotent cold one? Haha, it’s okay, I just think...that, the statue of the sunset goddess looks very cold, Haoyue is...]
[The manipulator of the puppet, silently observing? By the way, I want to ask, do magicians like to peep like you... ahem, I mean observing in secret...]
[Maybe they are advanced creatures in another world? That, Ashida, are you sure you were born as a native human? I mean, maybe your mother came across a flying saucer one day when she was out for a walk, and there was a handsome and handsome man like you on the flying saucer... Ah, ah, teacher, I was wrong... Uh, empty, air, I need, air ……】
[The meaning of Haoyue sacrifice seems to be that the goddess sometimes responds to the prayers of mortals, sometimes not, so I was thinking, are the gods a group of experimenters? They are wearing white lab coats, cultivating samples like ours in the box, and then they discuss the horrible conspiracy such as "what to eat at noon today" outside the box...]
The nasty, ignorant, and self-righteous male duck sang more and more frequently.
God...
What is it?
He trembled slightly, and suddenly realized in fear:
He doesn't know.
This discovery was like a mount stumbled, causing him to fall from the edge of a cliff into an abyss.
The question and answer is not over yet.
[What is the world to you? 】
……
The voices in my ears are getting louder and louder, more and more, and more and more complicated, the elegant male voice and the voice of the male duck are getting more and more frequent.
But he is very bad.
At that moment, he was like suddenly boarding a horse-drawn carriage with a rapid increase in speed, climbing out of control and dissipating clouds, and riding on a flat boat that was floating and sinking with the current!
And he suddenly found that he could no longer control the direction he was going forward, feeling the accomplishment of controlling everything and the world.
The dark and deep space in front of me is getting farther and farther, and the fog disappears.
He is falling.
He discovered this in dismay.
Just as he had risen straight up like the sun before, now he is like a billowing avalanche, following the irreversible trend straight down thousands of miles!
He couldn't stop it, and he couldn't imagine it.
I can only look up in despair.
Looking at the dark and deep space full of endless secrets just a few steps away from him, watching the alluring mist and wonderful white light that were once within reach...
No more passing away.
Damn it, that **** drake is still chattering...
[The world? Haha, maybe all things in the world really have their own power, but they must be ignorant, not cold or hot... Heaven and earth are not benevolent, matter belongs to matter, objective is objective...]
[But I suddenly realized...]
[The world we are in, the world of understanding... It is not a cold substance, nor is it a gloomy objective. It is a picture of our cognition and the reflection of the outside world... At this point of view, It must have color and temperature. 】
[It will be meaningful to us. 】
Ah, it's so uncomfortable...
That drake voice...Why didn't he die sooner!
[I saw the world, but I don’t know how far from what I saw and the "actual"-if there really is an objective world there...]
[Or, the world I see exists because of me... Hey, Ashida? Mr. Sackern? what happened to you? You are a teacher, do magicians get distracted? It's raining, eating, beautiful women passing by... I'm refreshed! Ah, don’t, don’t, I didn’t mean...that, breathe...give me...air...]
As he fell, those eyes that were originally locked on him slowly changed.
No more fierceness, no more doubts.
It exudes anger.
Seems to be extremely dissatisfied with something.
He continued to descend, like falling straight from the sky.
Weightlessness, dizziness, panic, suffocation, hit instantly.
It's like he once fell from the sky cliff of Longxiao City with Black Sword.
Wait?
He was surprised.
Who is Black Sword?
Where is Longxiao City?
Why... why would I know?
I...
Who am I?
I...
I am...
In the next moment, Thales suddenly woke up from the strange world!
As if from under the deep cold ice, a small hole for breathing was cut through.
Make him gasp.
But...
Thyls looked around subconsciously.
Where am I?
But in his eyes, there was only a blurry scene, up and down, left and right, as if hidden behind a thick water curtain.
When I glimpsed at it, there seemed to be brilliance flowing, and the secret was hidden deep, but when I looked up, there was nothing to be seen, everything was silent.
Where was I originally...?
He asked himself in confusion.
But he can't remember.
But Thales is still declining--this is his only feeling.
The speed is getting faster and faster.
What to do...
His heart rate increased sharply, and the once faded sense of fear and confusion continued to hit.
What is going on...
Thyls is getting panicked.
He doesn't know where he is.
I don't know how I got here.
Don’t even know what I’m doing.
He is like a patient with amnesia, waking up on a strange bed in the hospital all over his body.
Damn...what is the hospital?
The surrounding scene is still blurred.
He is confused.
It's like how he felt when he walked alone in the desert during a hard journey.
Wait.
Thyls shook his head desperately.
The desert?
Where is that... again?
At this moment, Thales only felt cold on his forehead!
Inches of silver gleaming, like gleaming fluorescence, overflowed from his body.
There was a slight tinnitus in his ears, followed by a whisper, almost inaudible.
[Yong...]
【Never get lost. 】
Thyls is an exciting spirit!
This is...
The moment he heard this strange babble, his downward momentum ceased!
As if hovering in the air.
Thyls was shocked to freeze his thoughts for a moment.
But soon, the silver stream spread out like stars, flashing a brilliance in the vague mid-air, leading to the distance.
Like a road.
Thyls stared blankly at the road made up of light. Although he was still confused and even lacking in memory, he knew it by heart:
This is the right way.
How do I get there?
As soon as this thought came out, Thales was shocked!
At that moment, he seemed to have returned to the Path of Shadows, and the blurry vision in front of him slowly faded (Damn, what is the Path of Shadows? Why do I feel so familiar when I think of it, and so... Anxious?), turn white.
No, it's not that the outside world has turned white.
It was a white light, occupying his field of vision!
Thyls thought blankly.
This peculiar white light penetrated from his body, supporting Thales to fly towards the silver road, shuttled through the fuzzy air.
Tyles opened his eyes wide--he suddenly remembered that he seemed to be unable to see his body--feeling that his brain could no longer handle the current strange scene.
As he was supported by the strange white light and moved slowly along Yinhui, his head felt a little painful.
Until the silver and white light disappeared, Thales finally stopped in the same fuzzy and quiet colorless space, not going up and down, not going forward.
Thyls felt bitter in his heart.
What exactly is this...
"This is the threshold of the first threshold," an indifferent voice appeared abruptly: "One step forward is to knock on the door and enter the state."
"One step back will fall back to the entity."
Thyls was shocked!
He turned his eyes quickly and found the source of the sound.
It was a figure.
A strange figure that is equally vague, dull and colorless, only at the edges that can be distinguished from this strange space.
He is like a statue, standing silently behind him, motionless.
It's like...
Like a mosaic?
Tyles' brain hurts again!
What is mosaic? Damn...
But the indifferent figure speaks again:
"Since ancient times, few magicians can stay here," he said lightly:
"Those who get here, such as sailing against the current, or following the magic power to pursue the threshold name, go straight to their true state and knock on the door, or suddenly drop the threshold to leave the threshold and return to the entity."
Thyls froze.
Magician...
These...
Speaking of this, the vague figure brings a trace of seriousness, and Thales feels inexplicably as if he is silently observing himself behind the dimly-looking scene:
"Until you show up, child."
Thyls stared at him in confusion, not knowing why.
"What?"
He is like a stupid child, staring at the figure before him.
The figure paused, seeming to observe him closely.
"You can see that Ashida taught you well," he still said indifferently:
"The things he gave you are up to the point, just right to protect you, and pull you back from the edge of hastily knocking on the door, so that you will not lose yourself and get stuck in it."
Ashida?
Tyles felt a throbbing, and there seemed to be a cocoon in his heart slowly shattering.
The magician of qi, Ashida Thakern.
He suddenly realized that his memory was slowly coming back.
"Who are you?"
Tyles looked around at nothing, as if it were still, and like a blurry void with radiance, and blurted out subconsciously: "Are you a magician?"
"What is your threshold name?"
"Which faction do you belong to? Radical? Moderate? Confused? Double emperor?"
The figure did not answer directly, but gave a slight pause.
As if thinking about something.
"Very well, Ashida taught you a lot, and it is very realistic." After a while, the figure said silently:
"Although it is the first time, but as far as the leader is concerned."
"He is quite competent."
Guide.
Tyles' attention gradually concentrated, and more and more memories were recovered.
I was just...in a dark underground...a cell...
A sense of anxiety slowly rose.
"You, do you know Ashida?" Thales gritted his teeth, holding back his headache.
The figure was silent for a while, and nodded slightly, as if feeling.
"He could have been a good teacher~IndoMTL.com~ Ashida was originally the most promising and talented apprentice of the mage, and he also studied with the most prestigious Master Gogol," the figure slowly shook his head and said Not fast or slow, not high or low:
"His achievements are not inferior to many official mages. If Ashida continues, maybe one day he will become a master...The Tower of Soul will also be proud of him."
"But it's a pity..."
He didn't go on.
Thyls frowned fiercely, hearing nothing, and the inexplicable feeling of anxiety continued to torment him.
It's like... there is something important he forgot to do.
But what exactly is that?
"So who the **** are you? What's wrong with me?" Thales suppressed the anxiety forcibly, but his tone gradually became polite.
Just now.
Boom.
Dull voice.
Thyls seemed to feel it, and hurriedly raised his head, but still could only see a vague void.
Coincidentally, the strange figure also raised his head at this time.
"Do you feel it too?"
The figure looked into the distance: "You fell back at the moment you knocked on the door and disappeared, letting their wishes come to nothing."
He paused for a second, his eyes fell from the horizon, as if sighing helplessly:
"The girls...are very angry."