scapegoat?
Is it true, as Zhang Haibo said, that the purpose of this merry-go-round is to find a scapegoat?
Ana Shen recalled the scene where she saw the shadows of humans and horses. The humans looked more and more like horses, and the horses looked more and more like humans. It really looked like a swap of identities.
"But it doesn't make sense..."
You must know that the realm leader's instinct is to spread erosion. He will only find ways to erode more people, rather than playing a trick of catching one and letting them go.
The behavior of the 'scapegoat' has completely violated the realm owner's instinct to spread erosion.
"You keep this position and don't move. Make sure the other person is in your line of sight."
Ana Shen asked Bai Ye and Zhang Haibo to sit opposite each other. After making sure that the erosion could be temporarily stopped, he turned around and walked towards the carousel again.
Since the core erosion logic cannot be found for the time being, let’s get eroded again!
"Do you want to experience it again?" Bai Ye sat opposite Zhang Haibo, looking behind Zhang Haibo intently. But she still saw Ana Shen's movements from the corner of her eye.
She didn't dare to turn around, or even turn her head. She could only remind anxiously: "How can you get rid of the erosion without anyone watching for you? We can use electromagnetic weapons to directly destroy this carousel, and then look for it again." Its spiritual core—"
Since the merry-go-round is one of the sources of erosion, it must carry part of the spiritual energy of the realm owner. Obtaining this spiritual energy core can definitely pull it out of the unknown state based on the relationship between the spiritual core and the realm owner's body.
The more complex the problem, the more suitable it is to solve it in a rough way.
What Bai Ye was thinking was that since it was so dangerous to follow the logical chain to arrest the realm owner, he would just carry out violent demolition.
"The Realm Master here can cut off his connection with the Realm Slaves at any time. It is not ruled out that he can also cut off the connection with the spiritual core of the carousel."
"The carousel is already the simplest of all the projects here. We must find its logical rules before we can continue!"
As Ana Shen said that, she came to a red carousel without looking back and got on the horse.
This time he did not choose to ride on the horse's head, but sat on the horse like an ordinary tourist.
Holding the iron pillar on the horse's back with both hands, it rises and falls to the rhythm of the carousel.
Soon, the familiar lullaby lingered in my ears again, and an unusual wave of sleepiness surged over me.
This time, Ana Shen was prepared in advance. A thin layer of black mist covered her ears, keeping herself in a state where she was about to fall asleep and wake up quickly.
His consciousness became confused and his body began to feel heavy. He knew that the power that would corrode him was about to appear!
Sure enough, a cold gaze fell on the back of her head, and Ana Shen felt goosebumps all over her body.
Soon, he felt the tingling on his back again, and red mane grew out of his back.
Ana Shen was not in a hurry to use the black mist to remove it. He slowly used the black mist to relieve the state of his body being pressed by the ghost, and regained control of his body bit by bit.
Just when the red mane grew more than a foot long and Ana Shen felt that his head began to turn in the direction of the horse's head again, he finally regained complete control of his body.
The moment he regained control of his body, he turned his head as quickly as possible and saw clearly the shadows of the people and horses behind him.
It was a red centaur, which had completely stood upright, and even a pair of front hooves had the shape of palms.
The men and horses disappeared the moment Shen Yan turned his head, but Shen Yan was fully prepared this time. Before the shadows of the men and horses disappeared, he saw a strange red light.
The red light source comes from the ceiling above your head.
[The merry-go-round, when you look forward like a knight, he is also looking greedily at the back of your head]
The so-called eyes staring at the back of your head do not come from behind at all, but from the ceiling above your head!
At first, Ana Shen was wondering why the eyes behind her were staring at the back of her head. Could it be that the being behind her wanted to eat brains?
After experiencing the first erosion, it has been proven that the purpose of erosion is not to eat brains, but to twist people into wooden horses!
The 'eyes' from the ceiling cannot see behind at all due to the angle, but can only see the back of the head. This is the reason why the eyes are fixed on the back of the head!
As for the ghostly figure of a man and horse appearing behind him, there are currently insufficient clues to determine its specific role...
"Got you!"
Ana Shen looked up and saw the appearance of the ceiling for the first time.
This yurt-like circular ceiling is painted with a strange oil painting. What can be clearly distinguished is that there are twelve giants wearing clothes of different colors.
At the feet of these giants is a vast horse farm.
"Twelve giants, twelve colors...just corresponding to the twelve horses of the carousel?"
Ana Shen looked at the painting, his eyes getting brighter and brighter: "I think I'm about to unravel the corrosive logic of the merry-go-round -"
"real?!"
Hearing Ana Shen's words, Bai Ye exclaimed and almost turned his head. Fortunately, she controlled herself in time, otherwise Zhang Haibo would really turn into a horse.
"The twelve giants painted in this painting on the ceiling should correspond to the twelve wooden horses here. They are standing on the vast grassland grazing..."
"Trojan... wooden... horse?!"
Ana Shen suddenly jumped off the wooden horse and said: "The wooden horse is not a wooden horse, but a herding horse!"
"The twelve wooden horses are herders," Bai Ye widened his eyes and murmured, "The horses are..."
Ana Shen narrowed his eyes: "We are the horses!"
As soon as he finished speaking, as if a certain mechanism had been triggered, all the wooden horses in the entire carousel room began to twist and squirm.
Mycelium, as bright red as blood, seeped out from the oil paintings on the ceiling, spread along the iron pipes running through the horses' backs, and finally submerged themselves into the bodies of the twelve wooden horses.
They were like weird puppets, moving joints that didn't exist, and the plastic muscles on their bodies began to swell, as if something was being gestated inside these Trojan horses.
Ana Shen: "Quick! Attack the painting on the ceiling!"
Bai Ye took out the electromagnetic gun he carried with him and decisively fired three shots at the oil painting on the ceiling.
Three flashing bullets hit the ceiling, instantly opening three large holes in it.
However, the plastic shell on the Trojan's body had begun to melt, and pairs of skinless hands, exposing scarlet muscle tissue, struggled to free themselves from the melted plastic.
Each skinless 'thing' is like a monster crawling out of hell!
