Lost Narrative Poetry

The flying sword swallows spiritual light, and the magic of immortality shines with extraordinary light.

Supernormal power erupted in the bloody, hell-like modern city.

The sword travels in the air, flies out of thin air, and takes people's lives from a distance. Now it is used to kill the unconscious and walking zombies who cannot even instinctively avoid.

Such as the technique of controlling water and condensing ice, such as the technique of gathering energy to form wind, many techniques are emerging one after another. Some people can even attract wind and thunder, and concentrate the power of thunder. When the technique is used, it will be like a rainbow penetrating the sun, and the scene is incomparably beautiful.

That's right, after Murong Ziying took the lead and rushed down to join the battlefield with Yu Jian, others also took action.

Because this has nothing to do with the reality of the scene——

Even if they use their rationality to know that this is a fantasy created by someone's memory and belief, it may not be a real fantasy, or it may be that although it is something that really happened, it has long since become a simple memory, and the dream is just a reoccurrence. current record.

So no matter what they do, they can't change what happened.

However, seeing the hell on earth unfold before our eyes, countless people, including women, children, the elderly and the weak, were dismembered and reduced to blood food. Seeing such tragic and terrifying scenes happening, it was difficult for everyone to simply observe from the perspective of bystanders.

Hearing his voice, he can't bear to eat his flesh, seeing him alive, he can't bear to see his death. This is not a common problem worthy of ridicule, but a very normal thing. Therefore, it is difficult for them to ignore it completely without any fluctuation in their mood.

Murong Ziying hated evil and was extremely angry about it. Since she had witnessed it with her own eyes, she naturally couldn't bear to do nothing. Not everything has to be meaningful, but isn’t cultivation a path to pursue the true self and pursue true spiritual freedom?

Think without stagnation, and pay attention to every thought being as smooth and accessible as possible. If you can't even face your own heart calmly, then what's the point of practicing?

When Huaishuo and Xuanji saw their uncle taking action, they naturally couldn't stay out of it, so they also took action. And when the three of them took action, Little Senior Sister Xiuyu, as the last Qionghua disciple, naturally had to bite the bullet and follow the group's footsteps.

Yun Tianhe was a straight-line thinker, so he naturally felt that he should help others in need, so he also picked up a weapon. However, he had not learned the art of sword control and could not control the sword light to swoop down gracefully. Being able to stare at the height below from the edge of the rooftop.

Because the height was too high, the vehicles below seemed to be the size of a matchbox. He just didn't understand many things and didn't have time to learn. It didn't mean he was stupid. If he jumped from such a height, he would definitely fall to his death.

In the end, Liu Mengli sighed and took everyone down. Although the art of wind control is not as good as the art of sword control, and its speed and flexibility are completely inferior, it is the best choice to solve such problems.

But in this way, under the chain reaction, other people will naturally follow suit. No matter what they think, after all, everyone is already a grasshopper on the same rope. One will suffer, one will be prosperous, and there is no other choice. .

Moreover, when everyone is not very rational, you are the only one who has to act very rational, which is simply a sign of being unsociable. Even if you are just pretending, you still have to act like a righteous partner, upright, full of righteous indignation, and fight for the team. The recognition of the vast majority of people among them.

However, this is still a nightmare, no matter how real it appears, it still has the nature of a dream.

Therefore, those walking corpses are simply inexhaustible, just like the waves of the river and the sea, coming one after another.

As time passed, everyone fought until they were exhausted and exhausted, but in the end nothing could be changed. Under the deep night, the city further collapsed. Various pungent smells, unpleasant smells of gasoline, plastic and even burning human bodies were mixed and intertwined. Roaring sounds continued to come from all directions.

They were like being surrounded by a huge pack of wolves on the grassland. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not see any hope.

Even in the end, it may be what they did, or it may be that the mental fluctuations caused by their emotions and the dream itself superimposed on each other, creating certain changes or corrections and counterattacks from the dream——

Everyone was shocked to find that no matter where they retreated, large numbers of terrifying zombies would soon appear around them, forcing them to continue fighting. Only when they flew into the sky could they follow common sense and rest. Half a moment.

Because of their slow movement, swaying zombies can appear in corners where they can't see or feel them, but they can't fly into the air when they can see them.

But this is not a solution to the problem or a permanent solution, because they can't stay away from the ground all the time. They have consumed too much mana and mind before, and they don't get real rest time, so they can't replenish it at all...

As the saying goes, "An elephant killed by too many ants" seems to have been demonstrated most intuitively and comically at this moment. However, several people among them were in no mood and couldn't laugh at all.

But this is also normal. After all, everything is a foregone conclusion. When they enter this mental landscape, it is equivalent to entering a memory, and their attempts to change the record will naturally There will be a corrective counterattack.

In fact, if they hadn't been so stubborn and had hidden in the dark and observed carefully, they might have discovered that there was a survival team composed of high school students on the other side of the city, as well as someone pretending to be Spider-Man and roaming the city. personal--

At that time, the key to this dream memory can be discovered, and perhaps the correct decryption idea for "escape the room" can be found.

It's a pity that they missed the mark and lost the opportunity. Even the two lost people had no choice but to follow everyone and act in a low-key manner due to various scruples...

Even the two of them were shocked. This scene, which seemed to be the lowest level of the mission world, actually forced people like them into a desperate situation. It sounded very funny. Although they both knew the real reason, they still felt ridiculous.

Do you want it to be so dangerous?

This person no longer fell in front of the BOSS room, nor did he die while searching for the BOSS room. Rather, he was killed by a mob before he could figure out a small area in the corner of the map!

However, at the last moment, Liu Mengli tried her best to use magic, led everyone to forcefully exit the game, and popped up this memory record, and finally escaped from danger.

It's just that leaving the collapse of the dead body does not mean the end. It just means that at the most dangerous moment, they once again entered another dreamland transformed from memory, and it was also a strange and strange world.

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who I am?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

Most people are groggy, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally, and are bedridden with a fever or a cold. They are confused and confused. Occasionally they wake up, but they seem to have no brain.

I don’t know what time this is, I don’t know where I am, I don’t know what’s wrong with me…

It wasn't until they all got excited and instinctively remembered the countless roars, rotten and twisted limbs, and the endless numbers that they suddenly woke up completely, and all their drowsiness disappeared.

However, when everyone took a closer look, they found that the surroundings were not a collapsed city and dead bodies, but a very clear sky with white clouds floating leisurely, composed of forests, hills, grasslands, and strange villages in the distance. pastoral landscape.

"This, this is..."

"Where have we come?"

The beautiful girl who seemed to have woken up a long time ago stood quietly on the roadside, lowering her head as if thinking about something. After hearing the movement of the people behind her, she turned around and said lightly:

"I don't know, but this should still be the dream of the instigator, and it is also a scene transformed from his memory..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone's face suddenly twitched. Although the subconscious mind had already known the answer, they still felt that they were so tired and could no longer love.

How many maps and scenes are there waiting for me and others?

"It's not the time to give up yet, and this dream seems to be relatively peaceful, unlike the previous one...that hell-like place."

Liu Mengli looked at the village in the distance, where a huge windmill was slowly turning, her eyes shining with hope.

"Perhaps we can go over and take a look first to see what this situation is about...but if it is not necessary, it is best not to act rashly, lest what happened before happens again."

She is different from others. Although she doesn't know her true identity at all, nor does she know that she can feed on dreams, her instincts will not disappear just because she doesn't know. So when everyone else is a little tired, she instead He became more and more energetic.

Although she didn't know why she wasn't tired at all, it seemed like she didn't consume anything at all, and she could always be replenished invisibly.

"I understand..." Murong Ziying exhaled a long breath and nodded vigorously. Her body once again exuded that cold and resolute aura, as if it were a long sword made of hundreds of refined steel. There is a sharp and resolute spirit.

He also knew that he was indeed reckless in the last dream, but he did not regret it at all. The heart of a swordsman is to have no regrets when using the sword, and would rather take the straight path than ask for help from the twists and turns...

Liu Mengli didn't say anything more, just a reminder. She also knew that if it happened again, everyone, including herself, would probably make the same choice again, so there was no need to say more.

The key to the way of truth and illusion is never true or false, but lies in one's own heart.

In this real illusion, if you cannot maintain your true nature and just retreat without daring to make a difference, you will also be assimilated into the dream and cannot find the real path.

So everyone cheered up and regained their strength, and with a breath of bad breath in their hearts, they began to march towards the distant villages to continue challenging this dream. But when they arrived at the village, they were surprised to find that it seemed to be a foreign country beyond their knowledge.

Many of them were blond and blue-eyed, with different races and languages... But the two lost people were not surprised at all. Moreover, Little Senior Sister Xiuyu had vaguely thought of something, but she was just not sure.

But this time, since there was no reason for anyone to directly interfere with the dream, the dream was displayed peacefully.

They also discovered that the existence form of themselves and others was a bit subtle, seeming to be somewhere between existence and non-existence. As long as they did not actively interact with the people or things in the dream, everyone seemed to ignore their existence.

It's like a simple game cutscene. What everyone says and does is all planned in advance.

But once they interfere, the world will immediately become more flexible. These foreign people in the dream will pay attention to them, become curious about them, and derive various actions...

Others didn't think it was anything, but Liu Mengli was keenly aware that this was not the behavior of a simple dream.

Under such circumstances, communication among everyone is not a problem. Although they cannot understand these foreign languages, they can understand the meaning of what they say, as if they can see the subtitles.

After some investigation, everyone discovered that the place they were on was an island called Britain, which was now in unprecedented turmoil.

The turmoil caused the island country to call in new foreign enemies. In order to survive, the Saxons, a foreign nation seeking land, crossed the ocean and came to this island country ruled by countless ethnic groups and those commanders.

Although disputes between tribes continued, in order to guard against invasion from the north, the leaders of each tribe worked together. Until one person created a flaw in this unity relationship. He took advantage of foreign nations and shouted his name for his own desire to unify Britain.

His name is King Vortigern, and it is said that he was born in Britain and was the incarnation of a white dragon who wanted to destroy Britain.

King Bei attracted the Saxons and gave land to foreigners, making people's lives increasingly poor. If this continues, they will self-destruct in the near future. Hailed as the greatest king, Uther Pendragon lost the battle with Vortigern and disappeared.

Britain seems to have entered the most dangerous dark age, and people are desperate.

But not long ago, Uther's assistant, Merlin, the great magician who had been guarding Britain, made a prophecy that rekindled people's hope.

"The successor of King Uther has been chosen. This person is the next king, the incarnation of the red dragon! When the new king appears, he will gather the knights of the Round Table, and the white dragon will be defeated..."

The prophecy spread throughout the island, and people rekindled their hopes, placing all their future and expectations on the new king, and the knights felt reassured——

Everyone believed the prophecy as a matter of course, and felt that the new king would take all responsibilities and lead them to a bright future...

But no one can see at this time - the brutal fighting between each other that will begin in the future.

(PS: Thank you, the Lord of Heaven, for being the leader of the alliance... (whispering)