Chapter 1073 Move forward
The sea area was filled with gray and white fog up and down, left and right, front and back.
"Professor", "periodic table", "prototype" or next to the side of the ship, their faces bulging with blood vessels, jumping and jumping, or covering their ears, squatting, curling up, or constantly scratching their hair, as if they want to lift their skulls to vent the pressure on their brains.
Seeing their performance, Franka couldn't help but look at Mr. "The Hanged Man":
"Is there a way to alleviate this situation?"
After all, it is not mental confusion or emotional explosion, but the simple brain cannot bear to be instilled with so much knowledge in a short period of time.
Of course, to carry the power of the demigods, the materials of the talisman have more special requirements than before, and they can be made if they want to make it, unless the power level is deliberately suppressed, so that the completed talisman is only at the level of sequence 6 and sequence 5.
Mr. "Hanging Man" thought for a moment and said:
"Stun them and help them lose consciousness."
The Major Arcana card holder added with great certainty:
"This might be useful."
"Makes sense." Franka turned her attention to the "professor" and the others again, eager to try.
At this moment, the "professor" and the others' condition eased, there were no more blue blood vessels on their faces, and the hair that was grabbed gradually decreased.
Shout...... Franka breathed a sigh of relief.
After more than ten seconds, the "professor", "periodic table" and "prototype" returned to normal one after another, but some of them were still relatively pale, and some of their bodies were still trembling slightly.
"No wonder you describe the dangers we may encounter by comparing it to the forced indoctrination of the 'hidden sage', which is indeed almost the same." The "professor" sighed and said quite suspiciously, "That knowledge really came to life, rushing to us, as if if we didn't study seriously, we would be caught by them and torn to pieces."
This is significantly different from the indoctrination of "hidden sages", who have actually had similar experiences before, but the corresponding amount is very small and does not cause skin pain.
The "prototype" glanced at Franka and the "hanging man" and asked thoughtfully:
"Who is the Heavenly Master?"
Franka laughed dryly:
"I'll tell you later."
She turned to smile at the "professor" and the others:
"Your mission is accomplished!"
"Really?" "No need to do it again?" "Did it work?" "Professor" and the others asked separately.
They were obviously relaxed, and there was a little more unconcealable joy in their tones.
Franka and Mr. "The Hanging Man" looked at each other and said:
"We have succeeded in this part, but there are no results over there yet."
The "Hanging Man" nodded in agreement, raised his right hand, and shouted to the "Blue Avenger":
"Return!"
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The dark side of "utopia".
"Hermit" Gardelia has broken away from the previous area covered with broken stone pillars, and has escaped from the battle with "Dragon Scholar" Letia.
At this time, she was in a dark aisle, and at the end of the aisle, light seeped in, and it seemed that the lead was not a room, but a wilderness.
As she walked forward, Gardelia couldn't help but look back at where she had come.
She actually wanted to stay and help the "Mysterious Queen" deal with Letia just now, but finally decided to leave.
This is because she saw Her Majesty take out a black crown inlaid with many dark gems, and secondly, she is not an angel herself, and the "ugly duckling" can only be used once again - that short ten seconds cannot change the tide of the battle, and it may also affect the performance of the "Mysterious Queen".
The third is that she has other things to do.
Gardelia turned her gaze back and continued to ride the wind in the dark aisle with only a little light ahead.
She felt that the remaining filth of the "utopia" was hidden in the darkness that could not be illuminated on both sides, the fall of the wizard, the pain of the extraordinary people in the same sequence who were always forced to instill knowledge by the "hidden sage", and the last scream of some people before they lost control and went crazy.
Once, she had similar pain and was on the verge of losing control.
Relying on Mr. "Fool", she initially guaranteed her own safety, and the reason for escaping from the battle between the "Mysterious Queen" and Letia was to ensure that there were no accidents on the side of "Chariot" Lumian, and to ensure that all extraordinary people in the "Secret Man" path were free from this hidden danger, and no longer had to worry about the infusion of knowledge day and night.
Of course, knowledge will still be chaotic, but it is no longer so frequent and terrifying.
"Hermit" Gardelia flew faster and faster, more and more determined because there was something important waiting for her ahead.
Finally, she crossed the light at the end of the corridor and came to a wilderness with no bounds in sight.
At this moment, the crimson moonlight shone down from a high place, casting a faint blood-stained color everywhere in the wilderness, but it did not have any real impact.
At a glance, Gardelia saw Mr. Lumian standing next to a large hole in the depths of the wilderness, and saw Mrs. Folth, the "magician" who had changed into a purple-black robe.
"Toriopo is dead?" "Hermit" Gardelia blurted out.
The "magician" lady smiled slightly:
"The true god personally took action and had the 'tools' of restraint, how could Toriopo not die?
"I have sealed all the extraordinary characteristics, and after the action is over, I will distribute them uniformly according to the wishes of Mr. 'Fool' and others."
As the "magician" lady spoke, the wilderness trembled gently, and dirt, weeds, and stones were constantly peeling away into the void, not much.
The "utopia" was created by Torriopo, and after Torriopo's death, it will naturally slowly decline.
The "Hermit" nodded lightly, and walked to the vicinity of Lumian under the light of the not too rich blood-colored moonlight.
She and the "magician" were left and right, one in front and one behind, guarding against the unexpected.
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The blood-colored full moon hung high in the sky, overshadowing the sun, making all continents, oceans, and islands seem to be draped in a crimson and evil veil.
The capital of the Rothschild Islands, the "City of Generosity" Bayamne, on the terrace seats of a café.
Mr. Leonard "Star" held a cup of Fillmer coffee with milk and sugar, sipping it gently, and looked at the pedestrians who were rushing home.
Most people in this world know that the "blood moon" will bring misfortune and symbolize bad things!
"Old man, Siea and his brothers are so calm, they have not moved, and the angels who secretly serve the 'Great Mother' have not moved." Mr. "Star" put down the coffee cup made of bone china and whispered to himself.
An old voice immediately sounded in his ears:
"If they really want to save the 'Hidden Sage' and destroy the Rothschild Islands, then it's not a big problem.
"There is no movement at all, it means that things are troublesome."
Mr. "Star" immediately understood what the old man meant:
This shows that the existence of the "Hidden Sage" is no longer of great significance to the subsequent plans of the evil gods for the "Great Mother"!
This is troublesome.
"Didn't the 'Great Mother' also take action and suppress the righteous gods?" "Star" thought for a moment.
"Since the existence of the 'Hidden Sage' will weaken the resistance within the barrier and reduce the chance of the birth of a new god, it will definitely be saved, but this is no longer the key, it is the kind of thing that can be done or not." The old voice responded simply.
"Star" Leonard picked up the coffee again, and said with a smile, "Hehe":
"There is indeed a feeling that the situation is getting worse little by little, the end is coming, and nothing can be done to change it."
After taking a sip of coffee, the demigod of the Church of the Night, the holder of the Major Arcana card, restrained the smile on his face and whispered:
"But no matter what, you have to save yourself.
"No matter what, getting rid of the 'Hidden Sage' is a good thing, and it can increase hope for fighting the apocalypse."
After saying that, he raised his head and set his sights on the bright red and evil full moon.
The moonlight seemed to be dripping blood.
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Within a mysterious unknown land.
Compared with just now, several peaks rose from the ground here, and a vast ocean and countless rift valleys appeared.
The place where the "hidden sage" is located is also made up of information, and after the information is "fooled", different mutations will naturally occur, thus creating the current environment.
After ten or twenty seconds of fighting, the "Hidden Sage", who had never been able to recover from the surprise attack, was finally stabbed by a staff inlaid with many star dust.
The illusory light composed of a huge amount of information, like a giant python, collapsed suddenly, towards the tip of the staff, towards a certain point inside.
The blurred light collapsed inch by inch, and countless pieces of information were squeezed together, compressed into a dark ball, and with the withdrawal of the stardust staff, it exploded with a bang and sprayed outward.
The overall structure of the information is thus destroyed.
Streams of information flew down and dissipated one after another, and a little bit of crimson came out of them.
These crimson are growing rapidly, and they are about to come together and bring new life.
With the finger of the "Fool's" stardust staff, the surrounding void bent down, driving all the crimson together, sealed in the small ball of illusory darkness.
The illusory ball immediately disappeared with the gathered crimson.
However, after the disintegration information and the crimson light completely disappeared, no extraordinary characteristics precipitated, and no uniqueness appeared.
The "Fool" in a black trench coat suddenly set his sights on the other side of the unknown land, the end of the ocean.
An illusory light resembling a giant python suddenly appeared there, and then turned into a black shadow with countless black and white eyeballs.
Backup and hiding of information!
There is more than one backup information hidden in this way, and there is more than one "hidden sage"!
The countless black and white eyes rolled rapidly, each condensing illusory and complex symbols, pouring into the minds of the "fools" with an extremely terrifying amount of useless knowledge.
(End of this chapter)