In the midst of his dying illness, he sat up in shock and chatted and laughed for another year.
Bai Qin and Xiao Ke looked at each other. One of them was at the top, the other was at the bottom. One was broad-minded and the other was surging.
It was obviously supposed to be a lively scene, but because the expressions on their faces were so confused at this time, the two of them looked like they had just woken up and saw aliens invading Trisolaris.
what happened?
"what happened?"
Xiao Ke felt the passage of time and found that less than two minutes had passed since they faked their death. Looking at the Baiqin pressing on her body, she asked in confusion: "What's going on?"
"I don't know."
Bai Qin shook her head. The sudden change caused her accent to change slightly, "Suddenly, it seemed like something shook her, and then I woke up."
Xiao Ke turned around blankly and looked around. Then her pupils dilated. She quickly picked up the limp Baiqin and put it aside. She pointed at the place where the wall used to be and opened her mouth wide, but no words came out.
Bai Qin looked in the direction Xiao Ke pointed, and then her mouth grew bigger.
Where is the prison?
Where is my prison?
Where is the prison made of mithril that is as big as mine?
At this time, there was a complete floor under Xiao Ke and Bai Qin, and a fairly complete bed next to them. The reason why it is said to be relatively complete is because the headboard of this bed is missing more than half of it, as if it had been cut off by a knife.
And all around them were pure ruins.
Yes, ruins.
The prison that originally held the two of them unable to escape disappeared due to an inexplicable shock. What replaced it was a ruin that even the demolition office couldn't find fault with.
"Is that friend of yours heartbroken?"
Xiao Ke looked at Bai Qin blankly, his voice full of doubts.
"I don't know."
The accent still exists, which shows that Bai Qin received information beyond her cognitive range at this time, "This, I don't know anything, just suddenly, just...?"
"Let's take a look first."
Xiao Ke shook the dust off his body, then stood up, his beautiful face even more beautiful under a dust. She looked at the ruins around her and said to Bai Qin beside her: "This can be considered a good thing. After all, in a sense, the cage that trapped us is gone."
"So... right?"
What does this feel like? It's like when you're taking an exam and you can't even figure out a single question, and you're ready to go all-out and stretch your neck to solve the problem, the exam suddenly ends.
America is disintegrated.
The mood of Xiao Ke and Bai Qin at this time was like this. They were obviously hit by the surprise, but because the surprise came too much, they were more confused than surprised. But after all, both of them are action men. After discovering that their ignorance could not solve any problems, they chose to explore outside.
Only then did the two men discover what the outside of the prison that trapped them looked like.
kaleidoscope.
Yes, for Bai Qin and Xiao Ke, the world outside the prison is a huge kaleidoscope. Countless colors are intertwined together to form a wonderful and weird world of colors.
A purple halo falls on the red soil, and with the warm rays of the blue sun, the frost-like grass-yellow ice slowly melts. Bai Qin and Xiao Ke stood on the only white, staring at the absurd and gorgeous world of colors, speechless for a moment.
"Is this Anya's spiritual space?"
Rubbing her eyes, the colorful colors brought a dazzling feeling. Bai Qin seemed to feel something, and an inexplicable sadness emerged in her heart.
"Your friend's soul is quite colorful."
Xiao Ke honestly described the feeling that this space brought to her. After all, according to normal theory, the color of the human mind should at least follow the normal principle, that is, all colors are arranged in an orderly manner. What was in front of them at this time was an irregular but complex world.
"After all, this is what we play."
Bai Qin sighed. To her, Anya was the most complicated and softest part of her heart. For a girl who has lived in the church since she was a child, and a girl with a similar heart and gentle personality has accompanied her throughout her life, her position in Bai Qin's heart is absolutely irreplaceable.
She didn't understand why that gentle, kind and somewhat weak girl had such extreme thoughts.
Destroy Tariq...why do this?
Bai Qin still remembered that Anya once had the opportunity to move the church to Magnum's Silver City. This opportunity could bring her more profits and expansion opportunities. Magnum III even came to Tariq in person to lobby. Anya, I wish she could come to Magnum.
At that time, Anya gently but firmly rejected Magnum III's request. The reason she gave was that the homes of many people in the Emotional Church were in Tariq, and her home was also here. Therefore, she cannot let her followers leave their homes and follow her to Tariq.
This was not her fighting for political capital. Anya clearly told Herinen that he did not need to pay more to retain the Emotional Church, nor did he need Magnum III to waste too much energy on her. All she wants is to give her followers a home.
Why did she change...
His thoughts were fleeting, and Xiao Ke was greeting him not far away. Bai Qin shook his head to get rid of these chaotic thoughts, and then followed Xiao Ke.
Is it a blow?
Following Xiao Ke, Anya couldn't help but start thinking about her best friend.
But the Emotional Church has never suffered a single blow in all these years. There are no ups and downs, no sudden changes. The emotional church moves slowly under Anya's control. Although there is no skyrocketing situation, what is needed most at the twelve moments has always been stability, and Anya has always done the best. OK
Is it the death of a loved one?
But Bai Qin remembered that Anya's parents died many years ago. Anya's father died in a car accident after her mother gave birth to her. Anya's mother suffered from leukemia when she gave birth to her and passed away after entrusting young Anya to the Church of Emotions.
How old was Anya at that age? Two months?
Bai Qin felt that she might be thinking too much. Maybe Anya's parents were non-existent in her mind, and it didn't matter whether they died or not.
Yes, teacher.
Bai Qin suddenly remembered Anya's teacher. The previous pope of the Church of Emotions was a woman as beautiful and elegant as a god—Siriya.
Siliya's death has always been a mystery within Twelve Hours. There are different opinions about the inexplicable disappearance of this powerful and low-key lady.
Some people say that Siliya disappeared as punishment for stealing the knowledge of the gods. Some people also say that Siliya touched the essence of the Church of Emotions and collapsed and died. Of course, the most widely accepted statement is a more convincing one.
Siliya died emotionally.
The nature of each church is different, but the same thing is that most of what they study is matters related to human beings, and the Emotional Church is no exception.
But with some exceptions, research on the Church of Emotions has always been somewhat taboo. After all, in a sense, studying emotions is studying human thoughts. Thought has always been a topic that is difficult to touch.
After all, no one wants to be someone else's puppet, especially those professionals, who are most taboo about "becoming someone else's puppet". Therefore, the reason why the Church of Emotion has always kept a relatively low profile is because the things they study are not easily accepted by others.
Although Siliya is low-key, she has also hosted many activities related to emotion research during her reign. Most of these activities were relatively urgent. Therefore, although she has a gentle personality, she has few friends in Twelve Hours who oppose her. There are not a few people who are loners.
Later, when Anya was thirteen years old, Siliya suddenly disappeared after going out, completely disappearing, and her whereabouts could not be traced for even twelve seconds. Later, on Anya's fourteenth birthday, she was elected as the new pope of the Church of Emotions.
After taking the throne, Anya quickly stopped most of Siliya's research, especially those more sensitive research activities, and canceled them directly.
This won the favor of many people in Twelve Moments, and everyone believed that this girl might be a turning point for the Church of Emotions. Sure enough, during Anya's reign, she canceled many sensitive studies, and at the same time restructured her investment in restoring and soothing emotions, reopening the once half-dead psychological clinic.
Then, it has been smooth sailing until now.
Anya's emotional change was most likely due to her teacher.
But Bai Qin began to feel confused again. Although she already knew what Anya's problem was, the bigger problem was that Siliya was dead.
How could she find that history?
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Staring at the broken piece of flesh, Tolea and the other three held their breath, not daring to make any sound.
It can be said that the magician's plan was successful. The moment the ashes doll exploded, these pieces of meat were destroyed together with the runes on the wall, turning into puddles of broken flesh. But what they were most worried about happened. After turning into broken meat residues, these meat residues quickly gathered together and turned into pieces of meat of different sizes.
The good news is that these chunks of meat are not as big as the previous ones.
The bad news is, these chunks of meat have consciousness emerging from them.
Consciousness represents self and aggression.
The three of them are "guests" no matter what, and they are obviously guests with bad intentions. The three of them believed without hesitation that as long as these pieces of meat could attack them, they would definitely not hold back.
But the problem is...
【quick...】
Just now, when the three of them were preparing to work together to eliminate all these pieces of meat, they heard a voice next to their ears.
A groan of pain.
Torea stopped the attacks of the two men on the side. She was vaguely aware that the sound was coming from the disgusting body in front of her, but there was no aggression in the sound.
Then the quiet yet exciting trembling of the nubs confirmed her thoughts.
This body has no desire to attack them.
But the question is, why?
"Who are you?"
Torrea held the spear in her hand tightly and asked, "Who are you?"
【I...】
The body seemed to be deep in thought and calm for a long time. Suddenly, the meat began to boil, and the painful voice sounded again, [I was...I was wrong...]
【I...hurt her...】
【Anya, was deceived】
[That’s not me, it’s not me, it’s...]
【Him】
Him.
The moment this character appeared, Torea seemed to feel her throat tightening, and her breathing seemed to have stopped for a moment because of something. An inexplicable palpitation wrapped around her heart, making her breathless.
【He controlled me】
【He asked me to find Anya】
【He let me...】
As if trapped in some painful memory, every sound made by his body became very shrill. But Torea suppressed her discomfort and forced herself to listen to the voice of the body in front of her.
【He let me be dissected by Anya. 】
A few words, like the cold winter ice, chill people's hearts.
[The puppet made by Anya, not me]
[That heart is not mine]
【It's Him】
The sound was more painful, but more sober. The originally fragmented words began to have logic.
【He is guiding】
【Everything guiding Anya】
[He tore my soul into pieces and placed my body on the operating table]
[When Anya went under the knife, her pain and guilt towards me would make my spirit...
The soul was roasted, burned, and finally twisted into a strong lock in her heart. 】
[After I died, she could no longer feel the beautiful emotions... The world you see is the world in her eyes]
"how come?!"
The magician cried out in shock. He couldn't understand why these worlds composed of weird monsters and chunks of flesh and blood could be reality in one person's eyes.
[Her perception of beauty is blocked by my soul. She can see all emotions, but only beautiful emotions. Anger, regret, fear, despair, guilt, pain, these were the only things she could feel. 】
The voice began to become clearer, as if it was the last time. She kept saying: [He is a monster and an evil god. He kills all the perceptions of beauty in Anya's heart, leaving only the positive feedback brought by salvation. . Now she just wants to save everything. 】
"Can she be saved?"
Looking at the piece of meat in front of her, Torea asked in a deep voice: "Can she still end all this with her own hands?"
[It’s too late... Anya has already... been set on fire]
[He controlled everything, He made Anya think she was saving, He made Anya willingly transform into the emotional heart. 】
"What exactly did you say He was going to do?"
There was no foolishness in asking who He was, because regarding Him, Torea and others could easily guess His name. But what they couldn't understand was what exactly He was going to do.
[Sow seeds, give birth, and then...]
[Come to this farm in person and harvest. 】
A chill filled everyone's hearts.
"what should we do?"
Torrea gritted her teeth and asked this question.
【Kill her】
This time, the sound was no longer one of pain, but of deep despair. This kind of despair is like the deepest abyss in the night. It has been separated from the pain and sorrow. All she is left with is the despair of losing everything.
[Please, kill Anya]
【Before she became His body】
【Let her be free】
