Chapter 1260: Dream Edge (Part 1)

Snake Whisper sits under the half of the wall, his back is slightly hot, and the earth-rock structure faithfully transmits heat and provides a rough touch.
This is the edge of a huge building foundation in a barren wilderness. It has just been covered by a round of blasting bombardment, but there is nothing to destroy.
The line of fire is spreading far away, and the thick smoke obscures most of the horizon. In the smoke, strong light, explosive flames, and even the cold blades of cold weapons are looming, fighting scattered and scattered, but it seems that it will never end.
Thick smoke has been rising, seeming to pollute the huge clouds floating in the sky. The latter didn't care at all. On its gray bottom, there were occasional electric lights that swiftly shuttled, illuminating the hideous and hideous shadow of the inner layer.
The earth still has residual warmth, but there are already shoots that force the scorched earth to grow stubbornly-this is a bit too much. But looking closely at the tender green grass blades and the dust particles falling off the edges, every detail is truly piercing, especially after knowing the essence of their existence.
Snake Whisper stretched out his hand and picked up the blade of grass that had just emerged.
The latter was fragile after all, and broke off altogether, and even a little cool juice was poured on the fingertips...
Snake Whisper has just gone through a high-intensity battle and is still a little stunned. In the face of such external stimuli, it is difficult to consider how carefully and all kinds of thoughts. In the end, it was just a sigh that seemed absurd and self-deprecating.
If it weren't for personal experience, who could imagine that this battlefield, which seemed to be undergoing the baptism of war, was originally just a dreamlike void?
Snake language is to see how this place of nothingness, formerly known as a "nightmare," is how the construction that only exists in the dream world is mapped to reality, and then it is made from billions of sand and dust-like fragments, spliced ​​and restored from nothing .
All the "building materials" come from the fog maze. They are the regular fragments that have been worn down over the years. They are only'transformed' into a perceivable existence by the time and space of the earth." This incident itself has a sense of absurdity of "hand rubbing time and space".
However, no matter what kind of approximation and deformation, through Ronan's day and night work, which lasted more than two months, the "ridiculous" has become a reality, and it has become a real advancement, "creating the rules of time and space." "The magnificent project.
If the time and space coordinates are drawn forcibly, this "battlefield time and space" exists in the depths of the fog maze. However, according to the observation of snake language, it maintains complex contact and interaction with the outside world at all times.
Just like this...
On the battlefield, the light seemed to have become stronger, and the temperature had increased significantly.
Snake Whisper's skin shuddered slightly, lying down instinctively to the side, hiding in the shadow of the ruins.
In fact, this is useless.
The trembling sound of "walala" is transmitted from the sky, the earth, and even the particles of the smallest structural unit, and it is omnipresent and inevitable.
Snake Whisper embraces his hands, curls up in a ball, adjusts his breath, seemingly tight and loose, and can maintain the overall coordination in this fine and rhythmic tremor.
But it is necessary to leave room for deformation in coordination.
In the next second, the scorching and violent rays of heat penetrated the smoke and clouds, and even penetrated the thick foundation stone structure, radiating the entire "battlefield time and space", turning it into a "shadowless place", all existence , All have to go through its inspection and destruction.
Snake Whisper seemed to have entered a spirit state again at this moment, and the whole person lost weight. But as a senior person, she knows that this time she has basically passed the inspection. So she raised her head slightly and looked at the light source with a miraculous gaze.
In fact, compared with the violent radiant penetration, the light itself is not particularly dazzling. Snake Whisper can even look directly at the chain of the sun, crushed from the sky.
Wherever the light passed, the rising smoke really became transparent, and the hideous figures strangling together inside, some did not respond, some collapsed suddenly and turned into fly ash.
Just like the experience of snake language earlier.
Snake Whisper doesn't know what the alien phase of this "sun chain" is. But every time it comes, it is a sign of destruction:
It is both distorted chaos and harsh norms.
Now these are just pediatrics.
In an earlier stage, the "battlefield space-time" would collapse in one piece, forming large voids infiltrated by the fog labyrinth and sandstorms, and then reshaped to become more solid and solid than before.
Such scenes have appeared more than ten million times?
There is no doubt that the "solar chain" represents Ronan's will-sometimes Ronan is very dissatisfied, and directly smashed it down with this thing, smashing the entire "battlefield time and space" to smash, completely overthrowing and rebuilding, too. some.
According to him: This is the template needed for rubbing, no matter how perfect it is, it cannot be overstated. Moreover, time is very tight, it seems that there are only about two months left.
Snake language doesn't know much about templates and rubbings. But she knew from this that the "new planes" of the outside world were mostly nothing but fiction.
Perhaps the cloud world is considered to be, but it does not seem to have any special mystery. All the mysteries are slowly accumulated in Ronan's increasingly solid and reliable knowledge of configuration.
At first, Snake Language had some different thoughts, but as she set foot in this world, as it shattered and regenerated, the awe was far greater than before.
An "existence of hand rubbing time and space" is better than a "lucky person who discovered the plane of time and space", which is stronger than unknown geometry.
There is nothing wrong with just calling it a "god".
Of course, Ronan, the "god", is by no means omniscient and omnipotent. He also has failed designs and needs to make constant compromises.
According to Snakeyu’s observations, initially, Ronan always wanted to build the "base ruins" where she is now, and carry out some kind of complicated design. But the final deduction review will always destroy the most "stable".
The closest thing to success was about two days ago. Ronan used the opportunity of the ring fortress exercise to map his rules in, so that this base had a short-term recovery. But like a sand castle on the seashore, it collapsed again soon.
Therefore, to this day, the ruins are still in ruins, and at most there are only a few fragmented individuals, such as the heavily armed war machine struggling from the broken walls, wandering on the battlefield together with the aliens and demons, fighting each other. .
But most of the time, under the inspection of the "big sun chain", it will fall apart-then it may be reborn, or it may not, struggling in an uncertain reincarnation.
The other relatively stable ones are the huge cloud cluster in the sky, which seems to be a stable monster generating device, facing away from the ruins of the base.
Well, as observed by Snake Language, "Battlefield Time and Space" has frequent exchanges with the outside world.
What kind of big day chain, what kind of ring fortress is the same.
Since there is an "outside", there is naturally a "boundary."
The edge of the "battlefield time and space" appeared, and it was a layer of chaos. Snake language knew what it was, the dust storm of the foggy maze, mixed with strange dreams.
Snake language comes from it, and in the form of a certain brand, it is embodied in the "battlefield time and space". Through a special creation process, the present body is formed, and frequent battle experiments are carried out.
In theory, she could also reverse this process, go out from the "battlefield time and space", travel through dreams, and return to reality-but Ronan didn't give her many opportunities.
In any case, "battlefield time and space" is a special form that adheres to the edge of people's dreams.
Snake language suspects that Ronan has created a special "buffer zone" and "filter device" by means of "dreaming" and the like.
The elements formed over there, with special value, will form a brand and enter this battlefield. It's just that most of them can't stay; if they stay, they will be eliminated.
For example: Mr. Apollon.
That supernatural power has been struggling on the edge, trying to get in.
Sometimes it will succeed, but it is always difficult to hold on for too long.
Although this is related to his understanding and pursuit of rules-he always wants to oppose the "examination" of Dainichi Chains, what else can it do?
Snake language has some thoughts of watching jokes.
But she is self-aware after all. She knows that her own existence in this special time and space is very special in itself.
As for where is special...
She gently touched her eyelids, under the slightly hot cortex. At this time, there were a pair of confused and broken pupils-even making her lose the courage to look in the mirror.
After passing another inspection, Snake Whisper was really tired, and she didn't adjust her posture anymore, so she curled up on the battlefield, leaning back against the broken wall, breathing slowly.
At this time, the fine and regular fluctuations were conducted from the stone wall, and the sound waves transmitted by the air, one after the other, restored the depths of the ruins, and the sound of singing seemed to be absent.
Snake Whisper has done explorations before, and she knows where the song originated: deep in the ruins of this collapsed and decayed base, behind a certain disordered space barrier.
There is a severely deformed room there, and there is an inexplicable playback device that is still intact, and there is only this song in it.
It was singing in a language she couldn't understand at all.
But the tone is familiar.
Snake language has been distinguished, this song has appeared in Ruiwen's live broadcast. At the end of the trailer, Ronan and Ruiwen are driving towards the wilderness.
I was playing on the guitar, but I didn't expect it to be a song.
Or put it in and listen a lot, I always feel that it doesn't match the current situation so much:
The tone at the front of this song is a bit sad, but the middle part of the marching style can always give people a feeling of excitement and improvement. Perhaps Ronan's continuous attempts to rebuild the base will be more suitable if he succeeds...
But now, when the exciting march sounded, there was no response in the wasteland burning with flames and smoke, only the seemingly fierce but still empty fighting struggle.
Snake sighs lowered in his throat.
But this kind of hurting the spring and sadness did not last long. Ronan's direct order came:
Prepare for collision.