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The sound of wind brushed past the ears, leaving a continuous roar. Like an autumn leaf, Rosemary squinted her eyes and stared upward, letting her body fall, but her slightly opened lips made no sound.
The earth-yellow building covered with cracks disappeared, and what was reflected in those green eyes at this moment was only darkness, and the Rhode Island base that was constantly being stretched in the middle of the field of vision.
That's where she just fell.
The high-tech buildings in Rhode Island were cast in a shallow shadow, and the cold and hard edges turned into thick black lines. They grew rapidly in Rosemary's field of vision, moving toward the dark sky with momentum. Like an arrow leaving the string. Next to the endless buildings that were being elongated to an infinite distance, where she had just landed, a small figure stood there.
That is also the only place in this space that still has light.
"Ah...well..."
Rosemary's sleeping expression finally came to life at this moment, and the highlight appeared on her eyes again. The girl's eyes were fixed on the shadow that was already as small as a melon seed. She raised her arm as she fell and stretched out her hand into the distance.
Her fingers trembled slightly, slowly bent and placed in the palm of her hand, as if she wanted to grasp the light.
But the flowing air passed through the gaps between the fingers and rubbed the girl's body mercilessly, making her understand what she had caught.
Nothing at all.
"Why……"
The figure standing on the edge of Rhodes Island turned around and seemed to hear Rosemary's faint call. The sniper rifle on his back collided with the somewhat tattered Rhodes Island uniform on his body, and then he lowered his head and met the girl's eyes.
Even though the two sides were hundreds of meters apart at this time, they could still see each other, clearly seeing every scar on the other's face and every tear flowing from the corners of their eyes.
It seemed like it was so close.
But……
Rosemary's eyes swept over Scout's body, and the familiar Rhode Island uniform came into view. It's just that it's different from the clean and neat clothes in the past. At this time, the dark blue piece is still stained with bright red blood, and there are burnt marks on the collar and sleeves. They are wrinkled, as if the owner of the clothes has experienced a... It was a very harsh battle, and there was no time to replace and repair it.
Immediately afterwards, several operators wearing uniforms of the same style appeared next to Scout. Their clothes were also in tatters. They stood on the edge of Rhode Island like corpses, looking at the falling mystery. Diexiang didn't show any expression.
Rosemary's outstretched hand couldn't even touch their elongated shadows.
No matter how hard this girl tries, how can she see the faces of these people clearly, as if she is beside them, and she can reach the other person's hand as long as she takes a slight step forward...
All she could feel was the passing warmth and the still howling wind.
"Why did you leave me?"
No more touching.
The other party untied the thread tied to her body, and no matter how hard Rosemary pulled, she would not get a response.
The loose uniform crackled in the wind, and the device behind Rosemary gave off a shallow light in the abyss. It was a device that stored her memories. Something inside had dimmed a few days ago, but it still existed.
It's just that it no longer brings laughter, but pain.
The mind is broken down and the spirit is passing away.
The pain of losing her friend filled her mind at this time, and the consequences were her life gradually passing away. The mental giant did not appear, because at this moment she no longer even had the idea of activating the origin stone skills, and almost slept in this endless abyss forever.
The fall will not stop, the sound of wind will always surround Rosemary's ears, her body seems to have been unshackled, and the separation between soul and body seems to only need a gentle push...
This little girl who is used as a weapon will lose her "self" and become a complete robot, becoming a 100% obedient weapon.
If other consciousnesses enter this space at this time - just like now, countless black threads stretch out from the void, passing through the howling wind and entangling Rosemary's body, wrapping her up Like an insect's cocoon, it also made her still in mid-air.
Then you only need to flick it with your fingers, or for these silk threads, extend a few more to grab her soul, and slowly pull it upward.
The roots of the big tree were cut off, leaving only the soil and trunk that nurtured the tree. At this time, there is no obstacle to what you want to do with this land and trees. It will develop in the direction you want and implement your will.
The "weapon" is now complete.
Alternatively, external consciousness can push the soul that is about to escape from its shell back into the body and wake up the person who is about to fall into a deep sleep.
Just like Amiya did at this time.
She woke the girl up, but still did not let her return to the "land".
"rosemary."
Kelsey stood next to Rosemary, stretched out her hand and gently pulled her chin, lifting it slightly. The pair of green eyes had gained some energy under Amiya's guidance, but she still looked at Kelsey in front of her blankly like someone who hadn't woken up, and her words were intermittent.
"Kyle...Xi...doctor..."
At least she reached out to whoever was in front of her, another friend who was good to her.
This helps Rosemary regain control of her sanity.
"Look, the doctor's hands."
Kelsey raised her left hand, opened it and waved it in front of Rosemary. The slender fingers waved in her green eyes, successfully attracting the girl's attention.
A cold and aloof beauty with a strong aura held the cat-eared Lolita's chin with her hands. Her actions and words were obviously inducing. This rare scene was absolutely unimaginably beautiful for Valentine, an LSP. , Normally, he would definitely look at this scene with gleaming eyes. If he was a little more impulsive, he would record it with his mobile phone.
But at this time, Valentine behaved like a six-rooted monk, standing by the wall in a daze, staring at Kelsey's back, just like the other operators who were attracted by the shouts at the beginning.
It's just that the operators quickly averted their eyes while Valentine was still in a daze, but his expression and eyes would not make people think that this guy was stunned by Rosemary, it was more like he had lost his soul - with Just like the rosemary.
This made Raphael on the side feel very bad. She walked over to the dazed little dragon man and patted the guy on the shoulder.
"kindness……?"
Valentin blinked, twisted and looked at Raphael beside him, with a puzzled look on his face.
It’s similar to the expression on my face when I was suddenly called up by the teacher to answer a question while I was sleeping in class.
Raphael's eyes twitched.
"ah?"
Soft golden hair floated into Valentine's field of vision, imprinting a faint glow on the light red eyes. The little dragon man who looked like he had lost his soul just now seems to have regained some sense at this moment. At least he will feel confused when he sees the girl in front of him now.
His expression was full of question marks, as if he didn't recognize the angel sister in front of him.
On the other side, Kelsey was still standing in front of Rosemary, guiding her consciousness, not noticing the small theater at the edge.
The corners of Raphael's eyes trembled twice more. At this moment, she suddenly wanted to take out her protective gun and shoot the guy in front of her head twice...
Of course, what was shot was Originium skill, not Originium-etched bullets.
"ah……"
Valentine frowned, seeming to be thinking about something. His consciousness has returned, but his memory is a little confused. It was as if he was lying on the beach and his face was suddenly covered by the rushing tide. After the tide receded, although his face looked calm, his little head was definitely a mess.
"Hi, hi!"
Raphael does not have the kind of professional psychological guidance that Kelsey does. She may be very good at medicine, but in terms of psychology, Sister Angel can only use her broad and warm mind and soft and soft language to melt the psychological barriers of Valentine or Xing Yihuang, so she wants to wake them up. The guy in front of me could only use the simplest method.
For example, say hello, or slap him in the face...
Absolutely effective.
But violence is never the best method, and there must be a gradual process.
"ah."
It seemed that the familiar face in front of him awakened him. Valentine's expression finally became active and his eyes became brighter. If it was only his body that woke up just now, then Valentine is now fully awake - his soul is also back.
"How are you?"
Raphael looked up and down at the strange little dragon man in front of him, thinking about whether to give him a comprehensive examination, from body to soul. After all, his soul lives in his spiritual space, so this kind of thorough inspection is indeed possible.
"I just got distracted."
Valentine lowered his head slightly, with an apologetic smile on his lips.
This reason was perfunctory, and Raphael knew very well that the situation this guy encountered just now was definitely not something that could be summed up by just "losing his mind."
But since nothing happened to Valentine now, and he didn't want to explain it clearly, and his soul didn't feel anything strange in the spiritual space, Raphael didn't ask any more questions, just gave him a few words and left. He also looked at him deeply.
Valentin laughed dryly and waved his hand to Raphael to express that he was really fine.
Everything returned to normal, except for Rosemary, whose chin was still held by Dr. Kelsey. The reason why Valentine became strange just now is because of this girl who suddenly lost her support.
After Rosemary's accident, Valentin thought about the new ability he had gained through physical enlightenment in Longmen, his eyes that could see other people's emotions.
Emotions are the most direct expression of a person's mental state. Its existence allows others to detect their mental changes as quickly as possible and respond accordingly, so as to avoid embarrassing things from happening.
So since we can see other people's emotions, can we go deeper and directly explore the mental state hidden behind the emotions?
It was with this idea in mind that Valentine began to practice.
The activation of the Origin Stone skill was very smooth. It took almost no effort for him to successfully make his soul grow a hand, and like Rosemary's mental giant, it slowly reached into the girl's head.
In the world of Terra, most warlocks only use the same medium when releasing their Source Stone skills, such as staffs, and the hands of Amiya and Valentine. It is rare to use two or three different media to release spells at the same time, because this is equivalent to multi-tasking. Those who are not strong enough in spells cannot use multi-threads, and those who are not proficient in using skills can easily lose the frequency of one thread. A sudden surge and collapse will bring irreversible consequences to itself.
The multi-threading here is not simply holding a lot of staffs and using Originium skills to hit the enemy at the same time. A typical example is the "very hot knife" of Engraver. Although there are many blade-shaped staffs she throws out, the functions of these weapons are all single, relying on high temperature to achieve the effect of killing the enemy.
What it really means is to separate the Source Stone skills you release to achieve two different results.
If a stupid dog uses an ax with a cold left hand, a hot knife with a hot right hand, and a gun with a heavy tail to click at the same time, she is a qualified multi-threaded CPU, and there is absolutely no problem with exceeding 10G.
He is simply the county tearer in the world of Terra.
KEB, YES!
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What Valentin just tried is multi-threading.
The "hand" extended from the mind is responsible for going deep into Rosemary's spiritual world, finding the things that affect her, and then transmitting them back to the brain to sort out the pictures that adults can understand and display them in front of her eyes.
Although it sounds troublesome to say, it is actually very simple to do, especially for Valentine, a time traveler. After all, that kind of left-hand ice and right-hand fire puts high demands on the coordination of the left and right brains. If you are not a skilled warlock, it is difficult to achieve, and the risk is very low.
And he only needs the brain to maintain the existence of the "hand of consciousness" and at the same time use a little computing power to transform the obtained things and pass them to the optic nerve. The whole brain works together, and there will be no difficulties in going the other way.
However, this Source Stone technique of penetrating into other people's consciousness has a big shortcoming:
Danger.
Once the user fails to balance the emphasis between the two, but focuses on one of them, the cost is obviously serious.
If you focus on gaining consciousness and relax the use of the optic nerve, the price may be temporary blindness; if you want to see a clearer scene and ignore the existence of the hand of consciousness, the worst case is to directly disconnect the user and make the user directly comatose. , or more importantly, just like Valentine just now, part of his soul remained in Rosemary's space.
Even though his spirit and soul are still wandering in the spiritual space, the part that controls the body remains in other people's world and cannot come back.
To put it simply, this child has dementia.
Originium skills involving the spiritual world are so dangerous, but the threat is also extremely high. Even if Mephisto's soul impacts such a violent Sourcestone skill, it cannot avoid fatal side effects - although he will not have such Even if half of the soul is lost, the infection will be much faster than others.
Last time, Mephisto used a very short soul shock through a huge source stone in Chicheng. Although the effect was outstanding, he also lost the flexibility of his right leg and became a lame.
But for a lunatic like him, losing a leg is really nothing. But for others, lameness, not to mention dementia, is a serious consequence.
At first, Valentine's "infiltration" went smoothly. He easily entered Rosemary's unsuspecting spiritual world, felt the helpless sense of whereabouts, and experienced the grief and confusion of losing a friend.
The accident happened shortly after Amiya entered consciousness. When Dr. Kelsey began to guide Rosemary, Amiya, who had mastered this power earlier than Valentin, discovered this newbie in spiritual magic and launched an attack with an extremely brutal and decisive attitude.
Almost instantly, his consciousness was wrapped in black threads, almost disconnecting from his brain. But fortunately, "life" and "death" are closely related by nature. The black thread did not immediately kill Valentine, but gave him a precious chance to breathe.
Just at this time, Raphael came over, and the soul of Saint Lateran also played a role, reminding Valentin that there was still such a person living in his heart, and their past, which gave him the strength to directly escape from the mystery. Diexiang ran out of her mental space to avoid really turning into ZZ.
This battle was no less dangerous than facing Tallulah. When he was talking to Raphael just now, his underwear was soaked with cold sweat, and he was scared just thinking about it.
Rosemary's consciousness has been restored. She successfully found all the locations of the communication troops, which also announced the end of the short rest period for the Rhode Island operators. Amiya was talking to Noah not far away just now. Valentin was still a little confused because of what happened just now, but he still heard a few words.
"The fluffy basket..."
Valentine frowned and repeated these words in a low voice.
"What's the name of Chapter 7?"
"The Cradle of Misery?"
He raised his head and looked at the ruins of the core city in front of him. Kelsey's reasoning, the contradiction between the guerrillas and ordinary people, and the words of the Ursus girl not long ago emerged in his mind.
The cradle of suffering.
right.
Here...that's it.
