Being able to wake up by his own will, it seems that the quality of the newcomers this time is good. "
A slightly teasing voice sounded in their ears, startling the two people who had just woken up from their dreams, but when they followed the voice and saw the familiar figure, they immediately felt relieved.
"Originally I thought you couldn't wake up on your own, but it seems you are much stronger than I thought..." Wu Ming stopped them from trying to stand up by themselves, and stretched out his hand to pull the two of them up from the ground, " Don't move around. A lot of your vitality was drained while you were asleep. It is normal for you to feel unable to use your strength for a while, have a short circuit in your brain, and lose consciousness..."
As he said that, he opened the repair module and pulled out two balls of holy light and input them into their bodies, quickly replenishing their drained vitality. Soon Runtu and Christina recovered from exhaustion.
"Master Wu Ming..." Runtu asked as he felt his physical strength gradually recovering.
Wu Ming glanced at him and interrupted: "Runtu, how many times have I told you, Chairman's Night City is dead, why can't you change your habit of calling people "Master" when you meet them..."
Runtu touched his head in embarrassment and just laughed: "I'm used to it, Mr. Wu Ming... Uh, Captain, what's going on? Why is everyone falling into a dream?"
"What else could be going on? The church has set up a national refining formation to prepare you..." Wu Ming shrugged and looked around at the residents lying on the ground in a mess. From an extraordinary perspective, these people's chests were pulled out A series of light green life lines, intertwined and intertwined, extending toward the sky along an invisible track, eventually intersecting with the life lines rising from other blocks, and integrating into a huge existence.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that no matter which plane the church is the villain, the pope has already been appointed as the BOSS..."
Although Runtu didn't quite understand Wu Ming's words, which were obviously too funny, the well-informed traveler lady beside him completely understood what he meant.
Christina: "Are you saying that the church used the entire neighborhood as sacrifices, just like... just like in Night City?"
Runtu also frowned when he heard this: "Is the sacrifice crisis in Night City related to Apocalypse City?"
After the Night City incident came to an end, Wu Ming also learned about the original function of the Night City shield from the first hunter. In order to track down the mastermind who secretly transformed the shield into a national formation, he came with some willingness The people who left together came to Tianqi City.
Christina and Runtu were one of the two people who took the initiative to follow. Naturally, they knew the purpose of their trip to some extent.
"I have to correct it. The scope of the mutation is the entire Apocalypse City." Wu Ming corrected, "Furthermore, the familiar handwriting and the structure of the technique are roughly the same. It seems that we are pursuing the right direction..."
"hiss……"
Christina gasped.
Apocalypse City belongs to an urban circle composed of the main urban area and many "satellite cities" surrounding it. There are ten urban districts and twenty-two blocks. Each block has roughly tens of thousands to one hundred thousand residents, even if the urban population is not counted. , the total population of Apocalypse City is conservatively calculated to be close to one million people...
Christina couldn't imagine the specific order of magnitude of a million people, but her memory, which had become a bit blurry due to many reincarnations, still vaguely remembered that she had been to a concert - a sea of people with endless lines of people as far as the eye could see. The crowds of people swayed the light sticks, like waves rising and falling one after another.
Even a large-scale performance of that scale only has tens of thousands of people...
Apart from the chill that ran down her spine, Christina still felt more unreal.
Because the number of people affected was too large, it was difficult for her to imagine a scenario where millions of people were affected or even died. However, Christina did not continue to struggle with this issue. There were more important things to worry about at the moment.
"Compared to these... Is there no problem with Sister Liz? You shouldn't be able to leave her side, right?"
"Her condition was relatively stable when the mutation occurred. It's not a big problem to leave temporarily." Wu Ming shook his head, and then sighed: "But if you really think about it, I don't have much time left to solve the mutation, I'm afraid. I don’t have time to send you to a safe area..."
Christina frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter. There is no problem here. We will find a solution ourselves, but as for others..."
She glanced across the street, obviously worried about the other members of the Axis Regiment and the civilians on the roadside.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to save them all..." Wu Ming thought, "The Axis members and the heretics all have the protection left by that kid, and their ability to resist mental erosion and interference is stronger than others. Some of them may be able to wake up with only some external force, which is one of the reasons why you can get rid of the dream on your own."
Then he changed the topic: "But people without protection may not be able to wake up so easily, and if the source of the problem is not solved, even if the mind control is released, it will not be able to stop the slow flow of vitality..."
In Wu Ming's eyes, Runtu and Christina still held a thin lifeline leading to the sky, but compared to those who were asleep, their lives passed much slower.
"I know." Christina tried her best to show a relaxed smile, "Leave this to us! We will save as many people as possible!"
"You guys..." Wu Ming took a deep look at the noble girl. Countless attempts to change the outcome of Night City had already made this girl's spirit much tougher than he imagined, so the dissuasion on his lips turned into advice, " Just do what you can, don’t think of yourself as the savior, just save as many people as you can..."
"Don't worry! I've been through the cycle in Night City so many times, and my spirit is not as fragile as you think." Christina bent her elbow and poked Runtu on the side, then turned around and hurried towards the unconscious passerby closest to her. Walked away: "Okay, Runtu, it's time for us to leave! We can't waste any more time. If we act a second earlier, we may save more people..."
Runtu also hurriedly said goodbye to Wu Ming, then turned around and hurriedly followed Christina, and together with her, he bandaged the wounds of the unconscious and injured passers-by and performed emergency treatment.
There may be no way to wake them up, but at least these measures can save their lives for the time being.
"Looks like we need to decide quickly."
Wu Ming let out a sigh of relief as he looked at the two figures who were busy treating civilians, as if talking to himself or whispering to the girl on the other end of the spiritual link.
"According to the normal development, it is time to add a BGM and go out for the decisive battle... Are you right? Elizabeth."
"..."
In the past, enthusiastic and echoing spiritual links would be sent back, but this time there was no familiar echo. …
Rewind time to a while ago.
Crown District.
Ascension to the cathedral, between ascension to heaven.
The grand and solemn timbre of the pipe organ is intertwined with the ethereal singing of the choir. The endless brilliance illuminates every inch of darkness. The floors and domes are decorated with complex patterns of magic-guiding materials. Make it sacred and solemn.
"The promised moment has arrived, the promised moment has arrived..."
Pope Sullivan on the throne murmured in sleep.
"The Lord will issue his final decree..."
This old man is no longer as energetic and in good condition as he was some time ago. His eyes are cloudy, his body has shrunk several times, and he is mumbling inarticulately like there is phlegm in his mouth. He looks like an ordinary person suffering from Alzheimer's disease. Old man, but the priests present did not dare to look down upon this frail old man just because of his appearance.
Everyone can clearly feel the majestic power restrained in that skin.
The ethereal singing and endless brilliance accompanied by sacred melodies are proof of this.
The choir and musicians had long been dismissed. Only senior clergy were gathered in the Ascension Hall at this moment. The extraordinary power gathered in Salivan's body reached a level that could affect the environment and mind. When he decided that the throne should be infinitely glorious, he played While chanting, the extraordinary power surging around him distorted the environment into the state he expected.
After another round of inarticulate murmuring, the old man seemed to wake up a little. His cloudy and lifeless eyes regained some energy and slowly spoke.
"Has Inquisitor Giovanni not been found yet?"
"Your Majesty," the Grand Inquisitor in black robes heard the sound and came out of the queue, and replied in a deep voice: "The inquisitor is still searching for his traces with all his strength. The god is very cunning. Ever since he awakened, he has been consciously and deliberately disrupting our tracking. , but we can still speculate on his intentions - I am afraid that he wants to sneak into the Crown District or even be promoted to the Cathedral recently, and take advantage of the appointed day to launch rebellion against our Lord again..."
Pope Saliman hummed. He did not hold the Grand Inquisitor accountable. After all, the divine evil shared the Lord's authority, which was inherently stronger than that of mortals, and the host was an elite inquisitor who was proficient in investigation and counter-inquisition. The rebellious judgment's ability to trace out the evil intentions is already extraordinary.
So he set his sights on the knight captain - unlike the Inquisition, which hunts rebellion and heresy within the main body, the knights of the Knights are generally responsible for external conquests and hunting of gods.
"Reynard."
"Your Majesty, the Grand Inquisitor has also discussed this matter with me." Knight Commander Leonard also reported in time, "The agreed date is of great importance and cannot be lost. I have selected brothers who have participated in hunting the gods. I have organized several anti-gods tactical teams into the garrison to assist the knights stationed in the Ascension Room to identify the abominations. I will also personally guard the Ascension Room and serve as the sword of my Lord to wipe out all invading enemies!"
"very good……"
Pope Sullivan seemed to be very satisfied with Leonard's fighting spirit. Then he glanced at the clergy present, including the bishops of various districts, ministers of the Holy Ministry, the Grand Inquisitor, the Chief Knight... There were old and young among these people. There are men and women, and their conversion times vary, but each of them is a devout and reliable believer of the Lord. They all gathered here under the guidance of the Lord and became His right-hand man.
Now, they will respond to the Lord's guidance.
Here they will awaken the gods.
Gods belonging to humans.
"Then, let's begin the ceremony."
Saliwan slowly declared, and the surging extraordinary power spread out like tentacles along with his words, and when he ascended to the sky, it turned into a sea of extraordinary energy. Most of the materials in this church were made of magic-guiding materials. Only now does its true purpose appear.
The pure white light composed of extraordinary energy spreads out with the throne as the center, rushing out like a flood along the complex lines carved on the floor and dome. As the extraordinary energy outlines ten scattered circles, twenty circles are connected together. Two paths, a four-level world with distinct hierarchies and three pillars leading to the apex are slowly taking shape, and the ritual formation diagram is soon presented to everyone.
"These are necessary sacrifices in order for the true God to come to earth."
For this day, Salivan has gone through countless years of waiting and preparation, calculated and calibrated errors day by day for hundreds of years, corrected the loopholes in the plan again and again, and dedicated the accumulation of thousands of years of continuous inheritance of the church, all for the arrival of this day. .
"Diesirae, diesi! (The day of wrath, the end of time)"
The priests in red robes stood in the circle pattern and stabbed the silver daggers into their chests one after another. As the extraordinary energy activated the spells at their feet, their bodies gradually disintegrated and turned into scattered light particles that filled the circle at their feet. Sephiroth, so that it is no longer an illusory rootless tree.
They had no hesitation or confusion. Their fanatical devotion to the Lord allowed them to abandon the fear of death, and their devotion built a bridge to the outside world.
"solvesaulunfavi! (Everything in the world will burn up)"
The priests in purple robes sang enthusiastically, and the harmony around them became louder and louder. As they sacrificed themselves and disappeared into light particles, the twenty-two paths also turned into reality.
"TeseDaviuiy. (As David and the Prophet said)"
Then came the four-layered world, the three pillars and the triple infinite light that hung as a symbol on the top of the crown's sephiroth were constructed...
For Sullivan, today's ceremony also has special meaning - tens of thousands of years of persistence finally bear fruit today.
"Quanusreresfuurus, Diesirae, diesi (What a trembling of terror there will be, the day of wrath, the end of time)"
The tones of the string instruments are getting deeper and deeper, and the harmonious singing is getting faster and faster. It seems that countless people are confused and hesitant in the repeated singing in fear and trembling, in order to get the answer to the question.
"Quandojudexeenurus, Cuasrediussurus (When the end comes, all the merits and demerits will be settled!)"
"Cuasrediussurus"
After a short and long period of suppression, the melody of the symphony began to become louder, and the singing of hymns became more and more passionate. The hymn transformed into the extraordinary power stirred by Salivan also sang repeatedly, revealing the answer to everyone. .
"Cuasrediussurus! (All merits and demerits will be settled!)"
"All sacrifices will count."
Sullivan was chanting softly and his consciousness gradually drifted away. He seemed to see a chaos outside the gate of the Ascension Room, and then the sound of fighting broke through the barrier of the hymn and reached his ears faintly.
"Discover the abomination!"
"She must not be allowed to hinder the promotion ceremony..."
"Isn't her target the Holy See?! No matter who her target is, she must be stopped!"
It seems that the evil spirits have indeed come to cause trouble, but it doesn't matter anymore.
Sullivan thought this, but his heart was calm.
She was too late anyway.
There was no earth-shattering vision or vigorous momentum. The ceremony continued to progress quietly.
The innocent people in the first ten cities fell into a sweet and deep sleep at some point, and their pure and fanatical thoughts and beliefs solidified in the city and became the first nodes of the new body;
Then the residents of the twenty-two blocks ushered in the salvation they longed for in a trance, and the life force rushed on the road of ascension of the blocks to build a new circulation system for this behemoth;
Generations of believers have engraved their prayers and fantasies on this land over the long years. Now, with the support of rituals, they have turned imaginary into reality. The strong beliefs imprinted on this place have turned into the four-layered world and into an open channel for new life to connect to the universe. .
Every priest who sacrificed his life for this day, their souls were combined with the persistence of Pope Sullivan, and ultimately formed the three indispensable pillars of new life.
There were rhythmic fetal movements coming from the earth, as if something was gestating, something was hatching.
Apocalypse City is transforming as planned.
The Pope felt that the shackles of his aging body on him were getting smaller and smaller. His spirit and consciousness, which had been riddled with holes over the years, were gradually liberated from the weak body and merged with the external life force, although these life forces were very weak. But the victory lies in the huge number. As the extraordinary energy and nearly massive vitality wash away over and over again, Salivan's consciousness grows rapidly.
Energy is becoming the tentacles that extend his will, and the world in his eyes begins to become bizarre and abstract, like a watercolor painting with countless pigments mixed together. The sound becomes a colorful halo, and the visible light exudes a sweet and delicious smell. .
This is a manifestation of Salivan's gradual adaptation to a new life form.
The aging and backward physical body is trying to understand the information felt by the new life form.
When human consciousness is freed from the mortal life form, when vision no longer relies on the lens and retina to capture visible light, and when hearing no longer relies on the auditory ossicles and eardrums to transmit sound wave vibrations, what will the world they feel be like? What about?
Sullivan can now answer this question.
Magnificent.
Shocking.
Excellent view.
Matter is no longer stable. They turn into endless ripples unfolding before our eyes, colliding and canceling each other to form a fragile balance. The sound waves of air vibration turn into colorful light groups that radiate in all directions. The ubiquitous electromagnetic waves crowd the consciousness. Perceived space.
Is this...what the world really looks like?
Pope Salivan's consciousness extended, and his tentacles covered the tundra and swept through the blizzard. He crossed the mountains and saw an abandoned city covered in endless forests. He chased the sunset and scanned the yellow-sand-filled Western Desert. He crossed the line between dawn and dusk and came to eternity. The night hemisphere saw the Night City, which was in ruins and waiting to be revitalized.
Atoms danced in front of his eyes, electrons jumped in his eyes, and the speed of his consciousness noticed the flow of light. Time turned into vortices and long rivers before his eyes, as if he could interfere with the flow of time just by stretching out his hand, even in that infinitely short time. In one second, he also "saw" countless possibilities superimposed on the "now" at the same time.
For the first time, he intuitively felt the magnificence and... shock of the world, and the sense of freedom and emotion that gradually abandoned the body burst out from the bottom of his heart.
He transformed, transformed into a more advanced life form, and quickly adapted to the new life form.
"It's time to end this, Sullivan."
However, just when he felt that he was about to abandon that aging body, a word that sounded like thunder in his ears suddenly brought him back to the ground like a cloud.
The sense of freedom that he had just felt suddenly disappeared. He felt as if his ecstatic spirit was grabbed by a big hand and dragged back to the earth. Then he felt a strong sense of restraint, as if his huge body was stuffed into a small space. came.
He was forcibly pulled back into that narrow and backward body.
Sullivan tried his best to open his eyelids. In his confused vision, his lens and retina captured a familiar figure.
"Reynard...why?!"
"Reynard? Who is that?" The knight commander grinned, but his smile at the moment looked extremely weird and terrifying. "In order to better steal my power, all the priests have my blood mixed into their bodies. , even the more advanced the priest, the purer his bloodline..."
"It was exactly what you did that gave me the opportunity... I didn't expect it, right? The evil being hunted by you a while ago has always been by your side. Judging from your appearance, I'm afraid I haven't used this in countless previous cycles. It's a trick, right? But it doesn't matter now..."
The Pope's expression became more and more gloomy as the other party spoke, until finally he caught a key word and his eyes widened in disbelief: "Cycle?! How do you know about cycle?"
However, Leonard pierced Sullivan's chest with his sword, nailing the dying old man to the throne, and casually modified the connection flow of the tree of life diagram in the hall, cutting off the original energy circulation path of the ceremony.
"Of course I know, otherwise why do you think I'm crazy?"
"Ah... how is it possible?" Pope Salivan stared, his bulging eyeballs seemed to fall out of his sockets. At the last moment, he seemed to have figured out all the joints and figured out why he had been reincarnated for countless times. The end will always come unexpectedly, why every time he tries to save the world he fails.
"So it's you? So it's you!"
Sudden realization and regret intertwined on his face. The old man didn't know where the strength came from, but he struggled violently even though he was nailed to the throne. He wanted to break free from the long sword piercing his chest, and wanted to abandon his body again and continue to complete the ascension. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the change he wanted.
Both his body and consciousness seemed to be firmly fixed with the space around the throne, motionless.
connect.
Connecting and fixing the body, consciousness and surrounding space.
This is an outrageous power that only Elizabeth can achieve.
Sullivan immediately understood what Leonard had done to him. Life was rapidly flowing out of his body, and his expression became more and more crazy: "Do you think you won? To save this world... To save this world! I reincarnated Tens of thousands of years...even if I reincarnate for tens of thousands of years and die many times, I will never give up!"
"I will definitely defeat you! Even if you destroy us thousands of times, I will challenge you again and again until we take back the future that should belong to us humans!"
He tried to move his body, even grabbing the sword and piercing his chest bit by bit, just to get closer to Leonard, whose body had been taken over by the evil being.
"monster!"
He stared at his cloudy eyes, and his life had come to an end, but his eyes seemed to be burning with blazing flames, showing his determination to never compromise.
"You can never defeat humans!"
Leonard looked down at the dying Saliwan. He cut open the skin of his palm with his fingers like a knife, clenched his fist slightly and dripped the blood on the opponent's forehead. He watched as the abnormally proliferated flesh and blood quickly occupied the sand. Li Wan's whole face was covered, the curses were gradually drowned out, and after the whole head turned into a deformed sarcoma, he stopped the delivery of life force and allowed the overgrown sarcoma to decay rapidly, finally leaving a head An unusually large, haggard corpse. .
"May you rest in peace."
He looked at the withered bones for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking. Only the ominous black mist lingered around him.
"It's really been a long dream..."
"But soon all the pain will be over..."
"Are you right? Doll..."
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