Vol 2 Chapter 599: A soul without barriers, a young man in the deep darkness

After seeing the image of the human male who invaded the core of the dream and suppressed the bombing space ahead, there was an unknown premonition in the heart of Reaper 13
It's too fast... Cheng Bin's erosion of dream dominance is too fast... And why can he suppress the "world" forces that burst out of bombing space so lightly?
The sudden assassinations and delays in the bombing space made Reaper 13 more or less aware of the unplanned situation, so he has always paid attention to controlling the influence of power mobilization on the overall dream in the process of confrontation and suppression.
He is quite sure that the degree of instability at the core of the dream has not crossed the limit of complete collapse. No matter how strong Cheng Bin's will is, as long as his ability is not separated from the support of the soul system of the substitute, it is impossible to usurp the dominance of the dream in such a short time. right.
After all, the stand-in "Reaper 13" is the natural dream ruler. Even under the same basic conditions, the unawakened "Infinity" cannot win with short strikes and long shots. What's more, its start is at an absolute disadvantage?
It is precisely because of his objective knowledge of Cheng Bin and his own abilities that Reaper 13 will look down on his long-term prospects in the struggle for dominance in the dream world, but it is also because of this objective knowledge that he is alert to the current situation. unusual--
It's like two hackers who have just come into contact with each other. One of them is still searching for traces of the other party from the perspective of interfaces and vulnerabilities. The other party has suddenly appeared next to him, grabbing his keyboard and hitting him in the face. .
This is beyond the scope of the existing laws in the field. It is completely unscientific, absolutely not magical, and not a substitute.
Anyway...
"...Too fast..." The doubts of the planet-star tentacle monster echoed in the star space.
"Indeed," Cheng Bin looked at the strangely-shaped Reaper 13 in front, agreed with the place a little, and said with puzzled emotion, "I also think it's too fast."
Cheng Bin's process of seizing the power of dreams was much smoother than he expected----
After perceiving the loss of stability in the dream and the infiltration of all sources of consciousness, Cheng Bin, who relied on the results of the rebel's exploration and initially concluded a set of rules of dream interference, immediately took the opportunity to invade the dream.
How chaotic and complicated is the deep-seated dreamland of hundreds of millions of creatures? Cheng Bin, who didn't plan to kill and assimilate or destroy the consciousness of other souls, could only sink and invade step by step along the core thread of the dream he found.
But in the process, Cheng Bin, who was in contact with other sources of consciousness and was permeated by his memory and thoughts, noticed something strange--
too fast...
The process of touching and infiltrating the soul consciousness of different beings is too simple, too easy, and too fast. The depth of the sea of ​​consciousness in the dream state is assimilated and unified in essence far beyond expectations.
Just like beings in this world, there is no barrier at the level of soul consciousness.
How is this possible? Even a little bit of insignificant privacy is rare for human beings, will they confess their possessions to all beings in the dream world without any barriers? In the face of countless ugly negative factors, there is not even a trace of resistance deep in everyone's consciousness?
All resistance to intrusion quickly dissipated as Cheng Bin continued to deepen into the sea of ​​collective consciousness of dreams.
That is not the Tianyuan crushing at the soul algorithm level, or the gradual victory at the level of knowledge and will, but the fusion of me in you and you in me.
It's like... he is eroding his soul, taking his body, and taking control of himself.
But this "self" was originally a group of strangers.
Cheng Bin, who successfully stood in the core space of the dreamland, stared at the dazzling blue-purple halo in the distance, and the doubts in his heart were no less than those of Death 13.
The power spilled from the bombing space was all reduced, and the body of consciousness fell completely silent. Cheng Bin retracted the hand that was pressing on the back of his neck, looked at the giant in front of him and repeated the previous question: "What happened in the real world?"
"Huh..." Reaper 13, who couldn't control the situation, cast away his useless doubts, and said maliciously to Cheng Bin, "...want to know what happened in reality? Wouldn't you go back and see for yourself? Say, even if you successfully invade the core of the dream, you still don't have the ability to perceive reality out of this dream?"
"I don't have this ability. You should be thankful?" Cheng Bin did not deny the other party's judgment. He asked rhetorically, "Although you are like a tentacle monster that can stretch its teeth and claws and act wantonly, in reality you should not Have the ability to move freely, right?
"Although this huge dream is built around your avatar ability, you should only maintain'contact' with all client lives in reality. Those who maintain the foundation of life and can physically interfere with your actual body , Should it be the "me" of this world?"
The monster's countless tentacles danced in anger for a while, and then suddenly fell completely still, like a large group of tangled plant roots.
I don't know if there is any Grim Reaper 13, whose "eyes" gradually faded away. He turned his attention away from the young man at the core of his dream and plunged into another dark and deep space.
...Heh...reality...
In the sheer darkness, the teenage human teenager moved his fingers strangely.
The dark space without gravity is like a lonely cage. A teenager with dark brown skin of African descent gradually senses and moves his body from his fingertips.
Just like ordinary people try to perceive and move their ears, it is a subtle process that is difficult to describe to obtain the perception of the corresponding part of the body and control its body movement.
After all, I haven't used it for a long time.
After all... there are parts of the body that are not born with them.
Accompanied by the activities of the teenagers, the dim red light illuminates the outline of things in the dark space. The veins that exude heat and light like blood vessels form a huge sphere. Numerous veins are tangled, extended, and gathered to pierce the center of the sphere. , Until the harvest bunched into the young man's back.
Just like ordinary people moving the auricle, the teenager groped his facial features, stopped the activity of the soft limbs, focused on the back, and tried to extend the perception step by step to the root veins behind. UU看书www.uukanshu .com extends step by step to the sphere of thick veins.
Those huge veins with infinite branches and blood vessels that don’t know how far and deep they spread are indeed part of the juvenile’s body, he can feel them, and with the help of enough willpower and a little luck Next, he can also move them a little bit.
It's like a man miraculously controlling his falling hair to curl up.
The slight creeping of the thick veins caused bursts of roar, and the young man tried to raise his head and looked forward intently until the two huge walls of the mansion moved a bit, revealing a dazzling gap
The blue-violet halo, strong enough to blind people's eyes, but as gentle as water that violates the laws of optics, invades from the fissures like substance, and expands to fill the entire spherical space.
The young man whose vision was completely obscured by the blue-violet light stretched out his palm. He couldn't see his palm and grasped it hard, as if he wanted something from this blurred halo
"God... No... Lord Dior, what should I do now..."
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