Almost at the same time that the optical image was distorted and the observer noticed a gravitational anomaly, the world began to distort, and the forces from all directions continued to impact the "wall of sighs". Reading at zero .

A storm with 00 times the gravity - this is the effect of the "bottomless abyss" when it is activated.

Gravity is generally considered to be a form of gravitational force, which is the force experienced by an object attracted to the planet, and the direction of gravity is vertically downward. The standard gravity is 1G, and 00 times the gravity is 00G.

A person weighing 60 kilograms, subjected to the gravity of 00G, is equivalent to a sudden weight equivalent to 1 ton of 10 cars on the top of his head. Thinking about it with your toes, you can also know that there will only be one consequence when this weight is pressed on a person, that is, there is a crisp sound of "rattling", and the whole person is pressed into a flat pool, and the flesh and bones are evenly spread on the ground, as thick as a piece of tissue paper......

It's terrifying just downward, what if this gravity takes the human ** as the axis and pulls in all directions?

Then it will be a five-horse split...... No, the horses are torn apart. If you think about the whole body with fish hooks hanging all over your body, each hook pulling outward at the same time with a force of 1 ton, and then putting the pieces into the stone mill to grind, you probably understand what it means to be within the activation range of the "bottomless abyss".

In the spherical enclosed space, the ruins of buildings exploded outward, and the charred earth and burnt stones were swept into the sky, turning into dust in the blink of an eye, and then disappearing without a trace. As the spherical space continues to shrink, the turbulence of gravity turbulence for territory intensifies, the matter continues to crumble, and eventually when the light cannot pass through the high-gravity enclosed space compressed to the limit, the pitch-black egg will also return to nothingness.

Even with the Divine Will Agent—

"Succeeded......"

Looking up at the black sphere hanging high in the sky in the observation interface, a priest muttered to himself.

"Succeeded......"

"We succeeded......"

Mere self-talk quickly spreads, elevates into questions, and further elevates into shouts of joy and panic, and the wave of excitement and noise reverberates deep underground.

"Kill that monster!"

"We've won!"

"From now on, history will be dominated by us humans. ”

"The world will run by our will. ”

"We humans are the rulers of the world!"

"We are the gods who reign on top!"

"From now on, there will be no more divine agents, we are the only absolute gods! The old gods have been destroyed, and the new gods are born at this moment! The alternation of divine power has been completed!"

Singing cries rose one after another, and the crowd, trembling with excitement, waved their fists and shouted, as if as they celebrated, the supposedly invincible Divine Will Agent had finally swallowed the bitter fruit of defeat and disappeared from this world without leaving a trace of joyful singing. The shape of the world and the structure of power, which have been fixed since time immemorial, have finally undergone a transformation.

It is true that no matter from the perspective of theory or naked eye observation, Li Lin was indeed engulfed by the "bottomless abyss", and that technique did have the ability to smash all the matter within the direct attack range.

At least it seems.

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- The Raging Sea of Justice.

After connecting to the surgical network and infiltrating the spiritual world composed of many consciousnesses, Roland obtained such a picture scroll through observation and feedback.

Although there is some deviation in using the senses of the material world to depict the spiritual world, Roland can only recognize it to this extent.

Solid teachings, bonds of common life, long-inculcated values - based on these resonances, coupled with a common consciousness space composed of drug injections and hypnotic suggestion, thousands of standardized human consciousness are treated as parts, connected by communication techniques, and managed by different surgical array modules to form a pure spiritual world. That's what it shows.

A pure monistic world that does not tolerate any objections, and does not allow any foreign matter to set foot in.

(Why-)

Roland is all too familiar with this kind of world.

No matter which side.

Church;

Charlemagne;

Principality;

Yalfheim;

All of them have worked tirelessly to take this as their ultimate goal, as if as long as they become a unified world, as long as they eliminate all the existence that is different from themselves, all the contradictions and all the disputes will disappear.

Impossible.

Even if others are different from you, why not? Even if everyone has different righteousness in their hearts, then what? Why force others to accept their ideas? Why do you have to trample on others for your own righteousness? Why do you have to fear and reject people who are different from yourself? Why do you have to be the same?

Indeed, it is impossible for one to understand thoroughly. After all, differences objectively exist, different appearances, different environments, different lives - become the source of mutual fear, vigilance, and discrimination between people. For this reason, we have created concepts such as gods and saviors, and we can feel the atmosphere of mutual understanding with the help of the same beliefs.

But this ...... After all, it's just a matter of escaping reality by stopping thinking.

There is no dream that you won't wake up.

There is no long night that will not usher in the dawn.

The world is not a simple binary of black and white, the ideal that is not obtained by one's own thinking, but unilaterally encourages others to die, and it is not worth Mikana's life for!

(This kind of thing-)

The moment he began to parse the stereo-style array, the consciousness that had gathered all the people immediately reacted, and the world of consciousness, which had been as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, set off waves to extinguish the invading foreign matter. Roland, who was caught up in that vortex, endured the pressure and began to infiltrate the central core of the investigation technique.

At this moment, every civilian who fell into a state of slumber was the terminal root system of this huge stereo-technique, and Roland did not have time to find out and eliminate all the techniques imprinted in their consciousness one by one. Even if a part of it is destroyed, it will alert the atoning person who is chanting the construction technique. They would immediately initiate a preparatory procedure to fill the missing part and quickly lock on to Roland's location.

He must destroy the core of the center with a single blow.

As long as you find the central core and give the command to self-destruct the branding connection technique to the entire connection network, everyone can be saved immediately. At the same time, he can also interfere with the management system of the entire Holy City, disrupt the pace of the opponent's repair technique, and find a way to escape.

It is true that the strategic-level attack technique is quite complex, and hundreds of years of inheritance and refinement are by no means imaginary, and even Roland, who received an intensive elite education from a supernormal being, could not completely disintegrate the structure in a short period of time.

10%

15%

0%

Forcibly pressing anxiety into the bottom of his thinking, and enduring the xenophobic pressure of the boiling consciousness space, Roland devoted himself to the analysis homework.

He didn't need to understand the entire technique thoroughly, as long as he knew the basic structure—about 50% at most, he was sure that the entire technique would be frozen temporarily, and it would only take a while—

Without warning, the surging pressure that almost crushed the self-consciousness disappeared.

Not only the pressure, but also the collective of consciousness itself began to thin out.

(Oops——!)

The moment I understood what was happening, something changed suddenly.

The interconnected network of spells began to operate at the same time, and the scene was like a vast temple suddenly emerging from the sand of a barren desert. The majestic castle framed by geometric patterns and runes expanded rapidly, filling the entire space of consciousness in an instant.

It was so fast that it only allowed Roland to open his guards.

The glorious building that existed only for destruction disappeared without a trace for a moment, and along with many consciousnesses, completely dissolved into nothingness.

True nothingness, nothingness. Many lives, many emotions, many thoughts, not the slightest trace has been left.

Maybe their ** is still alive, can breathe, and will respond to stimuli. But in any case, a mere breathing piece of flesh cannot be called alive.

It is also killing, strangling the soul and humanity, killing the inner part of the person.

(Why...... Why can such a thing be done without care? Can any kind of atrocity be justified as long as the banner of righteousness is held high?! God, is such a thing as theocracy so great and so great?!! for this kind of thing...... Can this kind of thing be thrown out at will by human life?!!)

In a world with nothing, the angry roar of the teenager continues to stir.

It wasn't a few, dozens of them, hundreds of people, like matches that lit up in an instant, and then were extinguished and thrown out in the blink of an eye. No sadness, no pity, it's like throwing away unwanted garbage.

If Roland can transfer ** into this space at this moment, he will grit his teeth and clench his fists until he bleeds.

However, this immaterial space has no body for him to vent his emotions, not even time for him to immerse himself in anger and sadness.

Ding——

The clear piano sound like a mountain spring came, and the gentle and friendly melody echoed in the space.

(song...... How can it be...... This melody is hard to be ——!)

Fear and anxiety replaced doubts, and the once-interrupted work of analysis began again, faster than before.

He was familiar with the piece and had heard it several times.

The song has a very sweet, sweet, creepy name.

《Komm， süsser . Tod》

- Come on, sweet death.

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"What's going on with this song?"

"Where the hell did it come from?"

"What the hell is going on?"

The joyful atmosphere vanished, and the frightened faces urged the Atonement to search for the source of the song, ignoring the precedent of mental contamination caused by observations, and the fact that the observation technique was temporarily unusable due to inexplicable interference.

Just because this singing brought back horrific memories of a few minutes ago.

The apostles of the gods who accompanied the singing should have been buried by them, so where did this singing, this soft and wonderful atmosphere of singing, come from?

"Observation resumed!"

"Show it now!"

The display screen full of snowflakes reappeared in the sky of Ymir, and the sky that had once been occupied by pitch-black spheres was now blue again, and the blood-stained fireworks disappeared completely, and the hot sunlight once again sprinkled on the ground.

On that ordinary everyday picture scroll, a pair of beautiful wings sparkled.

"Ahh......hh

"How could it be. ”

"That's a strategic attack......

"Even the Holy City was sacrificed. ”

"Monster!!"

Lamentations and indignation mingled, and a few "plops" of knees hitting the ground were heard, and the elderly nobles fell to their knees, hysterical fragments and wails leaking from their teeth as they hit each other.

Unfurling its flawless crystal wings, overlooking the hemispherical pit at its feet, its lips slightly grinned, like a quarter moon.

"The aftermath of the farce is over, and the next thing is the main show...... Come on, let's go, third shock (). ”