Vol 2 Chapter 598: False and true, who is the betrayer?

When the dominator of the dream world desperately mobilizes the core power of the entire illusory world to suppress, the bombing space that is strong enough to wipe out the planet with a wave of his hand can only barely resist protecting the little space where he is located, and there is no external interference. The ability to attack
When the physical rules of the spatial structure of the place began to be distorted and changed, most of the knowledge and abilities he had mastered were also invalidated. At present, he can only use the fundamental power and soul will of the substitute to support the consumption.
However, delaying time was originally the first option after the failure of killing God 13. After Death 13 mobilized the core power of the dream, this unique space became unstable and the holes of the world began to expand. The time required to bomb the space also varies. It has been greatly shortened. Although the situation is bad, it is not without hope.
It's not that Reaper 13 doesn't know this, but compared to the pure bombing of space, what he cares about is deeper and more complicated, and therefore more angry and puzzled.
The monster composed of a huge amount of pitch black tentacles glanced at the hole in the world where the blue-purple halo was exuding in the distant star space.
In front of the huge hole that expanded little by little, the planet-level monster was as small as the dust under the sun.
After completely suppressing the bombing space, Reaper 13 slowed the distortion and erosion of the laws of the surrounding dreams. He was silent for a long time, until the speed of the expansion of the holes in the distant world slowed to almost lagging behind, then he asked his captives: "Return to reality. .. If you succeed, then what? What are you going to do? What can you do?"
The bombing space tilted his head and glanced at the blue-violet halo between the starlight cracks in the distance: "I didn't think so far, as I said before, I'm not very smart."
Reaper 13 almost laughed angrily: "Your betrayal is just like this? How old are you?!"
The planet-sized monster suddenly approached, and countless dancing pitch-black tentacles drew around the bombing space, almost completely swallowing him: "Why did I become this ghost? Return to reality and return to reality..."
Grim Reaper 13’s high roar gradually lowered: "...In the face of true despair, what can you do if you go back? Compared to the dream world as the gateway to heaven, how many people can bear the so-called reality? At least here. , Their personality and mind are still complete!"
"That's only temporary..." After the bombing space was silent for a while, he shook his head, "...the desperate reality is better than the stagnant dream. The false is always false, and life will eventually find its own way out. "
"False?" A figure wearing a pitch-black cloak and holding a sickle appeared in front of the bombing space. Reaper 13 touched his white smiling face mask, and then hit the blade of the sickle with a metal sound that reached the soul." Here the Lambs can experience all the feelings that have been experienced and have not experienced in reality. What is false?"
"After all, the dream world is an illusion supported by countless lives in reality," the bombing space stared at the world hole in the distance, and said in a flat tone, "any change in reality will affect the foundation of the dream world. This way How can a world like duckweed with waves not be fake?
"If you bury your head in the ground, the sky will not really disappear. We can't ignore reality like an ostrich forever."
Grim Reaper 13 sighed and waved the sickle in his hand indiscriminately, and then followed the sickle around inertially. He shrugged a little helplessly, and said to the bombing space with a strange voice with all anger disappeared. :
"Then how can you be sure that the so-called'reality' must be'real'?"
The bombing space was startled upon hearing this.
"You see, according to your theory, the world that has additional sources of support and will be affected by the foundations outside the world is false..." Grim Reaper 13 said, "...Then, if the so-called'real world' , Also has such a foundation?
"If reality is also a world that drifts with the flow like duckweed, can reality also be defined as false? So are all the lives born in the real world NPCs similar to those in dreams?
"If everything is true, what is the difference between my dream world and reality?"
The bombing space fell silent.
"I know you are stupid, Yitai..." Grim Reaper 13 called the betrayer before him by the name of the human period, and said in a subtle tone, "...even if you become a divine envoy, even if you are indirectly contacted through a substitute body A lot of deep-level information, but you also lack a deep and intuitive understanding of higher-level things such as timelines and parallel worlds...
"I understand that, as low-level beings in the world, our perspective is always limited to the tiny corner of endless time and space. Only gods can look at the whole situation and understand the meaning of all changes... So we are The understanding of actions and plans is destined to be incomplete. At this time, we only need to believe, believe in the gods..."
The clown of death slowly drifted closer, his forward mask almost touching the face of the bombing space, and he asked gently: "So, can you tell me? As a quasi-apostle whose consciousness is closely connected with the gods, the true nature of your betrayal What is the reason?"
"..." The bombing space lowered his head, seeming to be lost in memory, "In the beginning, the reason why I became a subordinate of Dior was very simple, because my father was a subordinate of Dior..."
The memory fragments of human adolescence gradually emerged under the imperceptible guidance of Reaper 13, and the will to bomb the space gradually became blurred in the seamless interference of the dream.
Yitai once again recalled the scene when he first met Dior with his brother under the leadership of his father.
From a human point of view, although the blond and fair-skinned Dior has a strong and handsome appearance, he is no different from ordinary humans, except for the special physique of vampires.
But the fatal attraction and great oppression brought by the soul at the top of the food chain are enough to impress anyone who comes into contact with it.
At that time, Yitai shuddered with goose bumps, and his spirit almost fell into a trance. When he woke up, he realized that everyone else had resigned and Dior was standing in front of him.
"Bombing space, a very interesting and potential stand-in..." The blond man pressed his shoulders and whispered in his ear, "Yitai, do you... believe in fate?"
Reverent obedience, unique and generous treatment, grand plans and battles, rituals to defeat and surpass fate...
Since Dior’s image emerged, the trickle of memory began to be further refined and broken, and a more and more terrifying sense of danger emerged in the heart of Reaper 13, forcing him to accelerate and more rudely guide the thoughts of bombing the space to try to obtain the opponent. The real reason for abrupt betrayal.
However...no betrayal.
Has long been conquered by the will of the "world", and in the depths of his heart, he unconsciously followed the plan and ideals shared by Dior-sama. At this moment, his actions aside the superficial factors and the unknowing cause and effect, they are mostly based on gods. Will.
However, Grim Reaper 13 is the true apostle and the highest representative of the will of the gods in this world. Why do two people who also follow the will of the gods conflict?
If there is no betrayal in the bombing space, who is the real betrayer?
The contradiction against logic caused Reaper 13 to be confused for a moment. At the moment he was stunned, the bombing space suddenly got rid of the suppression of the dream.
A mysterious aura emerged on the blue and white figure~EbookFREE.me~ The wave of the eruption at the soul level destroyed the suppression of dreams and the illusion of the smiling Reaper. The planetary monster with fluttering tentacles quickly retreated in the painful howling. Some distance.
The dangerous breath, accompanied by the golden gears that appeared, bite, and rotated in the bombing space, rose step by step.
"This is the power of the'world'..." Grim Reaper 13 whose faith and stand were shaken was a little overwhelmed, "... a long time ago, the power that was buried in your soul when you first met Dior? Why. .."
Consciousness also fell into the chaotic bombing space without saying a word, allowing dangerous power to extend from his soul, soaring and expanding like a burning flame
Until this rising power was suddenly pinched out by a hand on the back of his neck, and stopped abruptly.
Behind the bombing space, the black-haired young man slowly turning to reality, felt the tremendous power of rushing and struggling under the palm of his right hand, and then cast his curious gaze over the shoulder of the bombing space to the planet-star tentacle monster in the distance: "So , What happened in the real world?"
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