Chapter 895: 11. Girls and chariots (12)

The dark space of the world is indistinguishable.
If you want to describe it, you can only use this kind of ambiguity.
This is not the world in which he lives every day. He cannot apply common sense and understand, nor can he feel it normally.
Hundreds of cold flashes of electro-optical flint flashed through the darkness along the complex veins, and after the complicated grid pattern was outlined, they disappeared into the darkness. Here, time and space lose meaning.
(So ​​it turns out.)
Thinking turned into waves and spreading, obviously did not speak or use observation equipment, but Roland could clearly sense that his thinking diverged in the dark and reacted with something else.
(This is the other side.)
Thinking about interfering with the world, the world in turn projects thinking.
To conceptualize philosophy as an actual phenomenon, Moco's unbelievable "other side of zero" has so far been a strange place that even imagination cannot reach.
(So ​​it turns out.)
Another thought echoed Roland.
(It's really interesting.)
A mocking thought wave flashed through Roland's mind, and several other thoughts aside sneered.
Although it was a sneer, it was not sharp, but rather gentle. It's just that this gentleness is full of deceitful poison, and a little carelessness will pull people into a thousand disasters.
The evidence is that Roland holds the sword in his right hand.
Amazing heat, chasing under the skin, the overly clear feeling directly depicts the image of a viper in the brain.
The scales rub against the bones and flesh, the fangs bite the bone marrow, the snake letter licks the nerve, and the pain like a rusty nail runs through the body like venom, reaching the brain marrow. The feeling of being eroded is thus distorted into an inexplicable sense of comfort, which makes Roland not only feel bad about it.
This pain is proof of Roland's covenant with the things inside the boarding holy sword.
Entering the flesh directly here is tantamount to suicide. Before observing this world, the material that constitutes the flesh will be engulfed by waves ignoring Planck’s constant, the sieve thrown by God will crush every piece of meat, and the claws of Schrödinger’s cat will tear every electron, Everett Special ridicule is endless — here is the boundary between life and death, the gap between madness and reason, and the death place that humans should not step on.
Roland can stay here and survive, observing the forbidden place where no one has ever stepped on, relying on the holy sword Dirandal, and the things boarding on the holy sword.
When he first contacted Dirandal, he realized that the relics of his dead father were unusual.
Not superficial things like the omnipotent senses brought by powerful forces, MDS "unicorn" also has powerful power, but also expands Roland's feeling, and the powerful power to wipe off the mountains and separate the sea from him with a single click Bringing a sense of omnipotence and omnipotence, the latter never brought Roland the sense of crisis and fear of being replaced.
That's right.
Was replaced.
Replaced with something else by staying in Dirandalli.
Every time it is used, it is away from Roland, squatting in the darkness and chaos near and far, waiting for the opportunity to seize and tamper with this body. Every time you use it, you will have a sinister feeling that your important things are passing by.
Remaining missing.
Under certain conditions, the spirit of the dead person will be attached to some objects. Although the body is dead, the will will remain in this world.
Unable to state why Roland used the words Li Lin once mentioned to refer to the things in the sword. Li Lin, who has always scorned the strange power and chaos, only mentioned this concept of approximate metaphysics once, so Roland deeply remembered this Vocabulary without evidence, difficult to prove, and even hypothetical.
Then, just when fighting with the beast, those residual thoughts laughed at him.
--what's wrong?
Has you given up? Hee hee... For humans, it's quite hard.
Regardless of everything, let us come out... No one will blame you, everybody will save the world or something, after all, it is just a fantasy in fairy tales.
You don’t want to die yet?
You are just a ghost, and there are more people greater than you and more capable than you, and it is not your turn to worry about the world.
Threat
Intimidate
Bewitched
induce;
Knowing that it was just a lie compiled to the body, every word gave him an instinctive reaction of unconditional approval, words like poison juice shouted in the body with the heat rushing in the right hand, Roland even once Seeing how the viper crawled inside the body.
These are real and cold realities, so it is even more irresistible and has to be taken seriously.
and so--
Roland exhaled briefly in his heart.
"Yes, I'm just an ordinary person."
Whispered softly, Roland grinned slightly.
"Vulgar, weak and weak, I can only do limited things."
You guys...
One thought spit out an anxious response, waiting for other thoughts to react, Roland had rushed to the dark side.
"Help me, don't you want to be wiped out like this?"
Even the dead must be used, you are really the worst kid.
What is the difference between you who does this kind of thing and Li Lin who you want to fight against?
In the rainbow of Roland, laughter and anger roared, and darkness was at his feet.
Only.
--but.
We just help.
You can still do it yourself.
It's you.
You who are unspeakable.
Many voices were suddenly interrupted, and the next moment, Roland's consciousness was pulled into the abyss that had never been experienced.
(This structure...much like the schematic diagram of the battlefield data link seen in the past.)
Looking up at the top of the black head and a cold light through the rainbow-colored light film, Roland remembered the stick figure that appeared in the data and information class in the military school, an information transmission network connected by dots and lines.
In this world where matter is annihilated, only information and energy exist. The body of Glitter hiding here is like a flap door that divides the two ends of an insulated container, a Maxwell demon connecting two worlds, observing and controlling the movement of a single molecule, Use information transmission to create an unlimited army. If you want to hit him completely, you can only smash his body completely.
(This is the "beast"...No, if the information flow network of the "attack body" intervenes in it, you should be able to find Grit's body.)
One side is the observation hypothesis on the other side;
One side is the aggregation of thinking that sneaks into this side;
The similarity between the two is very high, and Roland is based on this to bet on whether he can use the residual thoughts of Dirandal to intervene in the darkness. Now using the similarity of the two to sneak into the attacker's network, the feasibility is very high.
(Assuming that the light is an information circulation network, as long as the part of the overall management "attack body" is destroyed or cut off, at least the action of the "attack body" should be stopped. Although the "attack body" also has May be action-)
Do not. If the "attack body" resides in the "terminal" part of the entire network system, then there must be a "core" that manages the "attack body" as a whole. No matter how wide the network is, there must be nodes-equivalent to the existence of a switching server.
As long as that point is destroyed, even if the entire network cannot be destroyed, it should be able to make some specific functions useless. This is how Roland was repeatedly instilled in the military academy communications course to ensure that the system between command, control, communication, computing systems, intelligence, and surveillance and reconnaissance is unblocked. Only by understanding the importance of this can we come up with such ideas. It is impossible for anyone without systematic contact with the defense force combat system to have a similar idea.
Roland was close to the streamer's web, searching for the most frequent part of the light.
When contacting two worlds at the same time for remote control operation, the position of the central body is never too far away, and soon the teenager found the source of many lights.
(This is...Grit's ontology?)
On the top of the head, a lot of light flows in and out, and a white light is tightly connected to many circuits. In the center of the spherical light, a red sphere flashes blood pulse light, which looks like a beating heart from a distance.
(Yes.)
The cold wave oozes out of the red sphere, the cold anger pierces Roland's heart, and he can't help shaking.
(Our seven deadly sins are not organic creatures, but inorganic life endowed with the will and command by the adult. The flesh is just the container we use to mix into society and the pieces of meat used to ride action. Now what you see is Our original appearance.)
There was a trace of sadness in Jingyi's anger, and unspeakable emotions swept Roland by the invisible "wind". For a time, Roland even had the illusion of being hollowed out, leaving only an empty shell.
This is Grete's feeling. In this immaterial world, thinking can be directly communicated, emotions can be shared, and lies can no longer be isolated from secrets, all the truth and secrets inside can not be exposed, and can’t resist to intervene in the thinking of others and infect others with their own colour.
Simple and rough, and extremely real feelings resonated in Roland's heart.
A false container carrying false life, a puppet dancing on the false stage in accordance with the script—precipitating emptiness and despair, lamenting nothing, thinking of making falseness real and making empty life real. To do this, we must plunder from others—lines, looks, thoughts, upbringing, personality, wealth, life—everything that can be plundered, and use the plundered things to fill our emptiness.
However, no matter how many plunders, the "hole" can not be filled, and the emptiness and groan are winning day by day. In order to fill the enlarged "hole", we must plunder more...
This is the great sin of "greed". I feel sorry for the empty self, I want everything, I want to have anything, disguise myself with the experience and words from the plunder, and once I take off the mask of intervening, there is nothing left. So Roland was full of anger and resentment for diving into the darkness of the abyss and revealing his true face.
(...You should be very clear what I am thinking now.)
The cold words hit Roland's heart.
(Yes.)
The indifferent response flowed to Grete.
Grete's final card was to end up with one thing-to close the "Dirac Sea", to block himself and Roland here, and finally the two sides were swallowed together by this world and became part of the energy torrent cycle.
(Nothing is left, nothing can be done, just disappear, this is the best retribution for you.)
The red light accelerated and the red sphere in the center seemed to start to swell together, feeling the intense ups and downs of Grete. Roland lowered his eyes and sighed. After sighing, he stared back with determined eyes and emitted maliciousness. Sphere.
(You are wrong, Grete, what you said is retribution, that is to fulfill the ending on yourself.)
(What dreams are you talking about! Look at me... eh?!)
Roland stretched out his left hand towards Grit, and the rainbow light flowed out of the five fingers that spread, the colorful stream hit the bright red light group, and a ripple spread in the darkness. I saw the rainbow light stretched into the light group like mycelium, wrapped around Live the sphere in the middle.
(The erosion of residual thoughts?! How is it possible, a group of dead guys...!!!)
Greet uttered a hoarse roar, very distant in Roland's ears.
The bone in his right hand was tightly entangled by the snake.
The fluctuating snakes turned into flames to burn the bone marrow, and the snake venom penetrated into the nerves. Not only staying in the senses and impressions, Roland really feels that the irreplaceable important things are being swallowed by snakes.
(You who use false miracles are worse than this guy.)
The viper teased.
Misappropriation of miracles and counterfeit goods disguised as heroes are indeed much worse than empty puppets.
Use the feelings of others, use all available, just to create the ideal world-this is no different from someone.
(Even so--!)
Roland gritted his teeth, his awe-inspiring expression covering his pain.
(Eat if you want to eat! Don’t blame me if you eat a bad belly! Curse, belittle or scold, come on!)
It's like declaring war.
The strength of the approaching storm and the passion of the heart surged into the throat, and everything was injected into the sword in the right hand, turning into a roar.
"I will decide your sins!!"
The rainbow burst out.
The sphere exudes waves of restlessness, smoky black haze, a monster-like shadow emerges in the colorful light, the darkness engulfing the light expands rapidly, and reflects to Roland along the veins of the rainbow, the scenery in the eyes of the boy suddenly becomes One changes.
(this is……!)
The burning northern earth is covered with scorched earth and corpses, the sky is dyed red, and the black crystal diamond grows wildly to devour everything that is dead and not dead.
death;
death;
death;
He glanced at the endless barrenness, based on the scenery like the end of hell, he stared at his feet.
(Is it? It's him? Who is it?)
Roland's perception was chaotic.
"You are so pitiful."
The man at his feet sighed with a wry smile, his body disappeared in half, and the remaining body was also covered with scars, apparently not far from death.
The man's compassionate voice didn't bring any reaction. His eyes farther and more irrelevant than Roland leaned to the side, a burst of fierce tingling came from the left cheek, and a series of doubts appeared in his heart.
The speed of doubt and thinking far exceeds the speed of Roland's understanding, and it has not yet been reflected on the content of high-speed thinking that is the same as the secret code.
Just looking at it, there is no feeling other than feelings and affairs, not even 睥睨, just observe and record the ecology of insects, indifferently chilling. Even Roland, who shared the feeling of experience, felt that this was not a calmness that humans could have. The gaze of the gazing man was projected from a distant place that he could not understand.
Looking at the man coldly, the very high-density thinking intertwines, discusses, analyzes, and judges.
then.
he;
Roland
Opened his mouth--
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The motionless beast in a standing position suddenly had a spasm and then collapsed to the ground.
The huge body fell into a myriad of fine particles while falling down, and the particles broke down into dust, and finally burst into countless colorful rays before reaching the ground, drifting with the wind.
Flying under the rainbow at the other end of the sky, the dark circular field is boiling, and the dark surface has numerous ripples, intermingled and intertwined, creating a strange picture. The bottomless plane is like a dying struggling and shaking.
"..."
A sudden recovery of calm appeared a face.
The three-dimensional, exquisite and fresh face, the most brilliant sculptor will also marvel at this black facial statue.
If a person is present and sees this face, it will probably make you speechless.
The three-dimensional shadow-like face ~ EbookFREE.me ~ is highly similar to Roland's appearance.
"..."
After staring silently at the sky for a moment, the shadow opened his mouth, like, and like a cry. The shadow that could no longer withstand it was covered with cracks, and countless white rays pierced the crack and ran to the sky.
boom--! !
The darkness exploded, the huge pillars of fire directed at the sky, and the vertically overlapping pillars of fire constituted a perfect cross. The blue sky was covered with red glow of evening glow like fire, which was magnificent and slightly sad from the distance.
Above the magnificent and desolate scenery, the teenager in pure white clothes stood.
Like a saint who separates the sea and leads the people across the sea, quietly overlooking the feet, the godless eyes make the already transcendental posture more quiet and noble, making people dare not approach it without permission.
The distracted eyes refocused, and the teenager bent down to curl his body tightly.
"Give me... go out, no, this is my body...container...something...give me a honest sleep!"
The disordered breath spit out intermittent words, and the long sword in his right hand flickered brightly and dimly. After a while, the light gradually dimmed, and finally sank into the transparent round spar at the end of the hilt.
The boy was out of breath for a while before his breathing stabilized and he took a breath, his sweaty face showing a painful expression.
"bored……"
Roland sighed with emotion.
"Why...just for this...just this..."
With his left hand touching his forehead, the hot tears fell across the cheeks to the ground, letting the evening wind blow the body, the unbearable mood could not calm down for a long time.
Only now.
Roland, who has always been strict with self-discipline, indulged himself, sobbed in his emotions, and the whistling evening wind blew by his ears, which sounded no different from the children's sobbing.