MTL - I Like This Dream!-v2 Chapter 146

Take responsibility come on, let me carry you.

Those thoughts that have been tormenting Anxu have not disappeared, they have only become lighter. The person who was crushed under the high mountain began to try to stand up. When she tried to carry the mountain on her back, she found that all this was not as heavy as it seemed.

Just like a childhood nightmare, unknown ghosts chased her and fled around, and the devil behind her made people feel terrified and felt that the other party was invincible. One day, when she dared to muster up the courage to turn her head back, An Xu realized that what had been chasing her was just a poorly shaped balloon, which could be crushed with a single punch. Fear comes from the unknown. Despair is just a brain supplement. If you don't try hard, how do you know you can't win?

Anxu's soul began to stretch.

The frozen seeds slowly thawed, and the ice layer was no longer so hard and indestructible. The spiritual realm is a rather idealistic world, and when An Xu no longer binds herself, the cage that traps her is also opened.

The key was already in her hand.

The ruler of the spiritual world is slowly regaining lost ground, and she struggles to adapt to her spirit and body as she did when she first arrived in this world. Why did you travel to this world in the first place? No matter how you think about it, it's incredible. Perhaps every dream is not exactly a dream, but a journey of the soul after falling asleep. An Xu went too far this night, accidentally lost his way, and could never go back.

What the truth is, has no way of research. You see so many time-travel articles in the world, how many of them explain the principles? An Xu spent a few seconds thinking about this question, and then readily admitted the fact that his IQ was not enough. She no longer struggles with answers she can't think of, nor does she delude herself into refusing to believe in all unexplainable realities.

Anxu once again successfully entered into meditation. The countless times of meditation in Yamenan almost became instinctive. When she no longer resisted, the soul began to control the spiritual realm little by little, just like every time she had done it before. The spirit core was dug out, and she tried to straighten the circuit again, just like when she first meditated. In the beginning, she didn't have a spiritual core, and she was still wearing the God's Retaliation Chain. She could do it back then, why can't she do it now?

At the beginning, the mental circuit was very difficult, compared with the rapid changes before, it was as slow as a snail crawling. An Xu felt like he was using a computer more than ten years ago, and he was used to using a god-level character and then deleted the account and restarted. Everything seemed uncomfortable. However, with her unremitting efforts, the stream of spirit merged into a river from a stream, and the speed increased exponentially, and soon rushed to the sea.

An Xu was pleasantly surprised to find that losing her spiritual core and the spoils of the giant bird did not bring her back to her original form. The spiritual circuit established over the past few decades has taken shape. When she smoothed out the turbulent currents, the torrent of spirit began to operate according to the inertia formed before. She lost most of her power, but let the remaining part be integrated and fully used by her.

Her understanding of the spiritual realm has never been as clear as it is now. It seems that the attack has removed the light and shadow special effects and reduced the speed, but the attack trajectory can be clearly seen.

In the spiritual realm, the most superficial form of expression is supernatural power, the power connected in series in the middle is spiritual power, and the core part is not the spiritual core, but the soul. The spiritual core is a condensed control room, which is convenient for controlling the output power. After all, it is still a converter. After losing her spiritual core, An Xu directly used her soul to communicate with the scattered energy in her body. Only then did she realize that she had been on the wrong path all along.

How should I put it? The first strange power appeared in the meteorite, but the meteorite is just a carrier. When the power enters the living body, the best way to use it is no longer to condense it at one point—the umbilical cord in the mother body It provides the initial energy for the baby, but it becomes a burden after birth. It is quite ridiculous to worship the umbilical cord and belly button.

The "divine power" brought by the meteorite is a foreign product after all, and the creatures who get it cannot use it directly. The best way is to convert the "divine power" (other people's money) into your own soul power (your own real estate or time deposit), and then dilute it into spiritual power that can be flexibly used (current deposit/payment in money), and finally turned into an ability (spend it). But for the creatures who first obtained "divine power", this set of conversion methods was too slow and difficult.

They directly condense this power into a core, then extract power from it, and use it in a certain ability. This saves a long conversion time, but allows the abilities that can be used to solidify within a certain range. Therefore, the strange beasts in the world can only use one or two fixed natural abilities, and the supernatural beings in the world have unlimited possibilities, but only have fixed abilities. The giant bird made the core of the meteorite fragments smashed into its wings. Its ability is mediocre except for the ice, fire and tyrannical flesh; the sheep spent a long time digesting the meteorites it ate, and its ability was fixed to confuse the surrounding creatures; Noah He is outstanding in the mental ability of creating illusions, but before he truly surpasses the current level and becomes a so-called god, his strength still has obvious shortcomings.

Anxu is subtly different.

For four full years after she ate the bone meal of the gods, the chains of divine punishment were locked on her body. After the initial use of Thunder to clear the field, An Xu neither had the pressure to use power immediately to survive, nor did she have the aggressiveness to be eager for quick success, so every time she meditated afterwards, she was actually switching little by little. This hard work has gone on for four years. Although An Xu also took the wrong path of condensing the spiritual core later, in these four years, a lot of "divine power" has been converted into her own soul power.

Therefore, although An Xu is best at lightning, she can also use other abilities to the same intensity as her lightning. Therefore, even though An Xu's spiritual core has been dug out, she still has a chance to make a comeback and will not become a useless person.

Countless streamers flickered in the spiritual realm, and those messy powers that were restricted when they had spiritual cores gradually began to function and were thrown into the soul.

Anxu's soul is like a central processing unit that has been idle for a long time, becoming more and more powerful with the injection of energy. The hidden wounds caused by Noah and Anxu repaired themselves in a short period of time, and quickly returned to their former state, even more rounded and fuller than before. After all, taking shortcuts is not a long-term solution, and only what you use for yourself belongs to you.

Self-awareness no longer separates soul and body, and Anxu no longer maintains the self-cognition of an "outsider", her soul and Anna. There was no barrier between Sullivan's body. With the operation of the circuit, the remaining idle power merged into every vein and every inch of flesh and blood, and An began to wake up.

It was twenty-fifth day after the full moon, and it was getting late for visiting hours to end. Chris sighed silently and stood up from the chair beside the hospital bed. He took one last look at the patient on the bed, and his eyes fixed there.

The light-blond haired woman was lying still as before, but her eyes were moving rapidly under her eyelids, as if she was dreaming or about to wake up.

"Ann?" Chris whispered.

The pale eyelashes trembled.

At first Chris thought it was just the chromatic aberration caused by the lighting, but then he realized that was not the case. The hospital had steady incandescent lights, and the bulbs were not the orange-red of candles. He looked at An Xu's face under the colorless light, and the knight with excellent eyesight noticed that the light golden hair was fading.

The Sullivans had the signature pale blond hair and eyes, but even in this family, Ansy had a rather pale tint, perhaps a little closer to platinum. If someone could pick up a piece of twelve-year-old Anna's hair and put it next to An Xu's side for comparison, they would find that the older side was lighter in color.

But now, it's not just "light".

An Xu's hair is fading, the light color spreading from the root of the hair washes the long curly hair in bursts, and the light golden color slowly recedes, just like a dark spring with light-colored water coming out of the spring's eye, the whole pool is covered by water Slowly diluting; it seems that the aging process of a person has been accelerated several times - An Xu's face has not changed at all, but her hair is turning white at an alarming rate. Chris stared at her unblinkingly, his curly hair turning silvery white in a few breaths.

It is not the dry and decaying white like the old people, but it is like a silk thread drawn from sterling silver, full of indescribable vitality. The loose hair didn't blend in with the white pillowcase, maybe the moonlight was more like it. Chris noticed that even the two fluttering eyelashes turned silver.

Andy opened his eyes.

For a moment Chris was taken aback, almost thought her eyes had disappeared. The next moment, the knight realized his mistake: Of course An Xu's eyes did not disappear, but the light golden irises turned silver. Coupled with her blank expression when she just woke up, these eyes are not human at all, just being looked at makes people shudder.

The gigantic transformation of sheep, the elementalization of giant birds, and the black hair and black eyes of Noah... An Xu, who is the most junior in the team to obtain "divine power", finally completed her alienation at this moment.

The silver eyes quickly focused, An Xu saw Chris, and she smiled.

The inhuman sense of shock dissipated when that smile appeared, and she became the person Chris was familiar with again. The knight was relieved, saying nothing at this time seemed superfluous, he just smiled back and sat back.

"Good morning, or good night?" An Xu said, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Good night. This is the twenty-fifth day." Chris replied, "The ascetic monks attacked everywhere, but the attacks scattered around our place were stopped and did not cause much damage. Noah has not moved yet."

"Twenty-five days..." An Xu muttered to himself, and got up with a grunt. "Then we still have five days. Do we know where Noah is now?"

"He lives in the monastery in Urburg. He didn't hide his whereabouts, and he didn't make any changes." Chris paused, and his face became serious after realizing what An Xu said, "I don't suggest you go find him now. Even if he wants revenge, you..."

He didn't continue, An Xu grabbed his hand. The two people in the hidden state felt each other's situation through physical contact. Chris showed a surprised expression and grabbed An Xu with his backhand.

An Xuren held on to him, watching the knight's tense face relax little by little.

"Unbelievable..." Chris whispered, then remembered something, "What do you mean there are five days left?"

"We'll go find Noah in five days." An Xu replied.

"It was a full moon again that day." Chris frowned, "You also heard the prophecy."

"That's why we have to go on the full moon." An Xu said seriously, "I have a plan..."

She pulled Chris closer to his forehead, allowing the knight to read directly into her head. Chris' expression changed several times, and he finally broke free.

"This is simply...!" He swallowed the ominous words abruptly, "How can you be sure that Noah will...?"

"He will." An Xu sneered, "That's Noah."

"How sure are you?" Chris said. "I mean sureness of success."

"Fifty percent." An Xu replied.

"how is this possible?!"

"You asked me, and you didn't believe me after asking." An Xu made a grimace, "Either I die or he dies, isn't that 50%? How could the big devil and the brave man live together to the end. "

"The third possibility is that you all perish together." Chris pursed his lips.

"That's right, that's 33.333%...To die together is also a victory for the world, so the winning rate is nearly 67%."

"install…"

"So the one who goes with me must be you." An Xu said with a normal face, "I trust you and love you. Please. Someone has to save the world."

Chris stared at her intently, letting out a trembling breath. His mouth moved, and in the end he didn't persuade him any more, just nodded heavily.

"I will," he promised.

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On the thirtieth day, another full moon.

The moon has risen in the sky, but the people of Urburg have not gone home to sleep. The streets were lit with lights, and people summoned by the unknown voice crowded in front of the cathedral, looking around anxiously.

After a while, the sound of a horn came from the sky.

People looked up and followed the sound, and were surprised to see a door opened in the sky, and the light illuminated that piece of sky like daytime. They saw a throne made of condensed light floating in the sky, and a figure sat on the throne.

The figure shone with endless light, as if jasper and ruby ​​were condensed. Again a rainbow surrounded the throne, and no one could see the face of the figure.

Around the throne were twenty-four sub-seats, on which sat twenty-four elders, dressed in white and with golden crowns on their heads. This attire does not conjure up images of saints or white-clothed men, whose garments, like those in the throne room, are indescribably cut, as if cut by the sun. These twenty-four faces are all the former cardinals. These people who have been dead for a long time come alive one by one, and their faces are shrouded in a peaceful and holy light.

There were lightning, music and thunder coming from the throne, seven lamps spun and lit in front of the throne, and then four huge living creatures appeared out of thin air. If the people underground could see the faces of these things clearly, they would probably be scared out of their wits: each of these four monsters has three pairs of wings, and there are densely packed eyes all over their bodies.

"Holy Lord God!" The monsters spoke out, and the voice rang in everyone's ears, "Praise the Lord God! The Almighty One who was, is, and will be forever!"

Strange to say, this is obviously a grotesque scene that makes people extremely frightened, but the people on the ground in Urburg knelt down one by one. They seemed to have seen a miracle, and their hearts were filled with sincere awe. They all bowed down together with the former bishops in heaven, and praised the God of heaven loudly.

Obviously no one directed them, no one asked them to recite in advance, but the lines spoken by people at this moment are exactly the same.

The figure on the throne moved, and under his right hand was holding the glazed scroll, in which countless characters circulated, sealed tightly by seven seals. Another ball of light appeared beside the throne, and the fluffy clouds were its fluffy hair. The lamb stood in the sky and took the glazed scroll. Four monsters and twenty-four former bishops fell down in front of the lamb and sang hymns. "...worthy of breaking the seven seals, because you were killed, with your own blood..." they sang indistinctly, their voices melting into the thunder.

The empty sky became more and more full, and many figures appeared. They wore ascetic robes, but behind them grew the wings of angels in religious paintings. For hundreds of years, all the ascetic monks have numbered tens of thousands, covering the sky over Urburg. All of them had blank eyes, but there were joyful smiles on the corners of their mouths. they say out loud...

Their voices were interrupted by the sound of piercing the sky, the huge thunder split the holy voice praising the Lord all the time, a sharp long wooden barn made of steel pierced the night sky, piercing through the sky at a terrifying speed lamb.

The radiance in the sky, the four living creatures, and the people in white robes all stopped, and the people on the ground froze in place, as if the pause button had been pressed, and they froze in place because of the unplanned long wooden warehouse. The figure on the throne stood up, and the **** who was waiting to be sealed looked at the knight who threw the long wooden barn on the ground.

"That's how it is," said the one in the sky.

Chris no longer hides it at this moment, his let go of the spirit can sense Noah holding the scepter in this mysterious scene, just as Noah can find the same power in him. Noah clapped his hands, and the long wooden barn fell to the ground, with the tip of the spear pointing down, piercing the ground, almost without a handle.

"Come on, Satan!" Noah opened his arms, "Apocalypse and the final battle!"

Everything in the sky seemed to be fast-forwarded, and the lamb's bleeding wounds healed instantly, and then it opened the seven seals one by one.

The white horse supported the man holding the bow and arrow, and he flew to all parts of Yamenan with the angel of penance, and the place where he was was invincible. A man in authority was carried on the back of the red horse, and the man drew a sword. Wherever he went, everyone killed each other. The man on the black horse held the scales in his hand, and the good fields he went to turned into wilderness, and there was no more food. The gray horses were entwined in the black mist, and the rats and vermin accompanied the plague.

These four seals and four horses appeared in the blink of an eye, and this team killed a quarter of the people of Yamenan with swords, famine, plague, and strange beasts.

At this moment Chris had just pulled the long wooden barn from the ground.

The fifth seal was opened, and countless souls who believed in God rose from the earth, asking their Lord to judge the people on the earth in order to pay for their blood. The sixth seal was opened, and the full moon was bright red, as red as eyes dripping with blood. The stars in the sky began to fall to the ground, just like the night when everything started.

Chris held the long wooden barn.

This long wooden warehouse is unpretentious, like a standard spear used by soldiers. But the top of the wall was clear, not a speck of mud, but a little blood, golden blood, because the heart of the lamb it just pierced was golden.

Meteors shake the entire sky, the wind and clouds are surging, and the earth is shaking. Fanatic expressions appeared on the faces of some people. Regardless of the disasters in the sky and the earth, they blindly worshiped the Lord in their mouths and stretched their hands to the sky. There are also people who hide in houses, basements and caves in horror, but the horror on their faces is too... dramatic. They cried out to the stones around them that they should be poured on them, that they might hide them from the wrath of the gods on the throne.

Chris frowned at the devastated land, he stared at Noah from a distance, kicked his feet, and flew up.

It wasn't the light flying of Anxu and Noah. The armored knight was more like running in the sky. His feet stepped heavily on the air, and the air trembled. Chris stepped on the sky and the earth, and ran up the clouds. His body seemed so small in the world, but his steps were as heavy as a mountain, a giant dragon, and a chariot. Angels flew towards him, and the army of ascetics hit him like flies hitting the glass of a car, and flew out one by one, smashing their bones in the air.

The Lamb opened the seventh seal.

Seven angels rose before Noah, and another angel knocked over the censer, and the fire from heaven fell to the ground. The seven angels sounded their trumpets. They should have played one by one, but in the "fast forward", the seven trumpets became one. Hailstones and fire fell at the same time, the stars fell faster and faster, blood was seen in the water, smoke rose from the ground, poisonous insects and strange beasts ravaged. I don't know when cavalrymen appeared all over the land, and fireworks with a sulfur smell spewed out from the horse's mouth under their crotch.

Chris rushed to Noah at this moment.

There is nothing fancy about his powers, just as big and small as himself. The knight's application of power does not come from instinct, nor is it as delicate as Noah and Anxi, his power is just "force", faster and stronger-when pure power is strong to a certain extent, all skills are in front of it Useless. The legion of angels failed to stop him, the four huge living creatures failed to stop him, Chris slammed into the sky like a heavy hammer, and the shock wave spread from the tip of his spear. Like a boulder thrown into a pond, everything in the sky was toppled.

In addition to the throne, there is Noah in front of the throne.

The tip of the spear landed on Noah.

"There is a big red dragon with seven heads and ten horns, and seven crowns on the seven heads..." He whispered, "But I won't win, and I won't bleed."

"Really?" Chris, who looked like a foolish man from the beginning, suddenly showed a sly smile, "Have you heard of the wooden warehouse of Longinus?"

Noah lowered his head, and the long wooden barn was pressed against his ribs. At some point, the bright steel and wooden warehouse had turned dark red.

A wooden barn stained with the blood of the gods, a barn that made the gods bleed.

On the dark red wooden barn tip, fresh blood flowed down the long wooden barn.

Noah's expression froze, as if he couldn't believe this would happen. How could he bleed? How could he bleed on a full moon day? How could he bleed here? He tried to break the long wooden barn, but it was useless. For the barn of Longinus washed with the blood of the gods is indestructible.

Noah's wavering lasted less than a second, he frowned sullenly, and let out a sneer.

"Small tricks, do you think you can fool me?" he said.

The world shattered with a click.

The huge meteorite rain just now disappeared, and the sky was extremely quiet, only the full moon hung high. There is no overwhelming angel army, no disaster led by four-color horses, the earthquake and strange beasts that shook the earth just now no longer exist, the earth is not in a mess, only unconscious people are lying everywhere.

Everywhere, all the people in Yamenan lost consciousness. The demigod Noah is very strong, and he pulled all the people in Yamenan into the illusion he created to enshrine the gods. But Noah is not strong enough. Before that illusion is completed, before everyone in it believes in the truth, he will not be able to make the illusion he created become a reality after all.

There were three people in the sky, Noah was unharmed, Chris was holding an ordinary steel and wooden warehouse, and not far from them, An Xu was smiling.

"It's a shame you didn't believe it," she said, "but your 'apocalypse' failed too."