Twisted Realm

Those beautiful dreams that seem to be real have gone through reincarnation, and finally all shattered, concentrated all the power, and converged into a new thing.

That is a temple.

A palace that blooms with pure white light. The shape of this palace is very primitive, as if it was carved out of some kind of stone. It is shrouded in boundless thick darkness, but it is like a lotus in the mud, untouched by any Contaminated by filth, it has opened up a pure land with its own light and power.

Meng Xuan felt a subtle familiar feeling from this hall, a feeling of "source" and "origin".

Sure enough, this so-called Temple of Birth, in the entire Black Death Paradise system, should correspond to the position of the "Original Temple", which is the source of all authority in Black Death Paradise, but I didn't expect that Yunmeng actually has this place. This kind of ability, can actually use the dream bubble to temporarily shape the shape of a birth temple.

"When we revisers wake up, we will all have a supersensory experience. We will have the same dream invariably. In the dream, we will see a pure white palace that suppresses the boundless darkness. It seems to contain unimaginable power. , is the root of all things, it will give us the strength and authority to wake up from an endless world of illusions that can be shattered at any time, and then serve it."

"And my ability is precisely related to the dream, so I visualized everything I saw in that dream. Everything went well, but the price was a little high. With this, we can use its little characteristics, evoke the response of the true nativity temple, and follow this response to find its position."

Yunmeng's voice came out of the beautiful dream bubble, and it didn't dissipate immediately because it was exhausted. It seemed to be attached to the false temple.

"Wait, you said just now that every one of you revisers has seen that temple when they awakened?"

Meng Xuan keenly noticed the key point in Yunmeng's words.

"Yes, it was the temple that gave us the power and authority. Most of our props and abilities came from the experience of that super-sense dream, and our exclusive props were also generated at that time."

Yunmeng seemed a little strange why Meng Xuan asked this question.

"Every corrector will see the temple in a dream and receive the gift of power..."

This sentence reminded Meng Xuan a lot.

The original Eggers was summoned by the original palace in the process of the first night festival, in a hazy hallucination state...

If Black Dead's system is somehow a reflection of the real world, what does a similar experience with these modders represent?

Is Eggers the "corrector" chosen by the primordial palace where the real world is mastered?

"The original son... can it be understood that he is somehow the same as these correctors?"

"What is the Son of Primordial trying to fix? Are those distorted False Gods the target? Are they the loopholes in the real world that need to be 'fixed'?"

Meng Xuan had a guess in his heart, and he had a feeling that this guess might be very close to the truth.

The Primordial Temple is the gathering place of all the knowledge, power and authority of the world. To some extent, it can be called the "control center" of the entire world. Compared with the position of the Temple of Birth in the Paradise of the Black Death, there should be someone who controls the world. strength.

However, this kind of power only has a certain instinct, and it does not have too high intelligence. The world has a loophole, and it needs to find personnel to replace it to fix the loophole, and then the so-called "primitive son" is born...

But at a deeper level, this Black Dead Paradise is a near-real "game". What is the real world? A bigger "game"?

There will be loopholes, it will repair itself, it has a zero world like a "database", and it has a control center...

Even though he understood what the connection between the white-robed man Eggers and the original palace is likely to exist, Meng Xuan found that he still knew nothing about the truth of this world.

What is this world? A real fantasy? The world after death? Or is it just a bigger and more complex "game" like Black Dead Park?

What was the unreality he once had? Why is the nature of the world always like a "paradox"? Are those calls that have been overheard real or an illusion?

He found that at this moment, he seemed to have no idea what he was.

"Come in quickly, what are you waiting for? I don't know how much time is left. I can't spend it on your daze. Besides, are you staying here to attract a large number of black abyss creatures?"

From the temple in the beautiful dream bubble, Yunmeng's impatient urging voice came.

Meng Xuan came back to his senses and looked at Dream Bubble with a strange look. Does this tone seem different from this guy's previous style?

But Meng Xuan didn't think much, and hurriedly entered the Dream Bubble. The moment he entered, he was pulled by Yunmeng to the pure land shrouded in pure white light, and the towering and ancient Temple of Birth stood in front of him. , but he was not interested in investigating because he knew it was just a fake.

"it has started."

Yunmeng's voice came from the fake temple, and then he felt the fake temple trembling slightly, and the special feeling of "source" and "origin" that he possessed instantly increased. In the middle, through the thick darkness around him, he seemed to see that some existence seemed to respond to the slight essence of the fake temple.

"found it."

Yunmeng's voice suddenly sounded again, and then, he saw that the entire temple and the surrounding darkness were digitized in an instant, and he wrapped Meng Xuan together, chasing the response that appeared, and quickly escaped.

That is to say, almost at the moment when Yunmeng evoked the response of the real Temple of Birth, the black-robed priest standing on the back of the giant worm Kebaro, holding the Holy Book of Flesh in his hand, the black horn on the back of his head was slightly again. vibrated.

"Appeared?"

The black-robed priest reorganized the messy information in his brain and got a message that cheered him up.

"You are really wise, those guys, there really is a faster way to find that temple."

The black-robed priest made a sincere voice of praise.

"Then, please guide the way for your humble servants, and our assembled army will immediately drown there."

The black-robed priest said respectfully.

Boom boom boom!

That is, when he said these words, the surrounding thick darkness vibrated violently, and circles of violent ripples and ripples kept rippling, just like an earthquake and tsunami occurred in the sea.

At this time, I could vaguely see that in the thick dark current, a large number of terrifying monsters appeared looming.

In a short period of time, using the characteristics of Heiyuan and his own terrifying ability, an army composed of Heiyuan's life has been developed.

Brush brush!

At the same time, more granulation sprouts spread out from the flesh and blood sacred book in the hands of the black-robed priest, and continued to run into the distant darkness, expanding frantically.

hum!

It seems that he heard the request of the black-robed priest, and the black horn growing on the back of his head trembled slightly again. This time, even the body of the black-robed priest began to tremble violently.

Roar! The incomparably huge double-headed giant insect Kobaro and some of the surrounding life suddenly let out a shrill whine, and the granulation sprouts that spread from the flesh and blood scriptures were stirring their bodies and destroying everything about them. .

Their flesh and blood squirmed, collapsed, and converged, and finally formed a huge mass of flesh in the dark tide, and this mass of flesh quickly collapsed inward and gradually became a giant squirming mouth.

There is darkness in the huge mouth, but it seems that through these darkness, a faint white light that seems to be at the end of the darkness can be seen vaguely.

"Here we are."

After a dazed picture flickered, the picture in Meng Xuan's eyes stabilized again.

This time, he can clearly feel that what he is in is no longer an illusion, but some kind of real existence.

The scene he saw was no different from what he saw in the Dream Bubbles just now, except that the breath revealed by the white ancient temple in front of him was more terrifying and ancient, especially the natural radiance. This kind of power made Meng Xuan feel warm and seemed to have a subtle resonance.

And Yunmeng, at this time, also came into contact with the behavior of simulating the Temple of Birth, and turned into a blank Dream Bubble, but she no longer had the ability to change herself back to the original state, until the Dream Bubble dissipated, she would also disappeared together.

"What's next?"

Meng Xuan asked Yunmeng who had transformed into a dream bubble.

"Enter the temple, and I will help you open the door of the temple."

The voice of Yunmeng came from the dream bubble.

"Do you still have this ability?"

Meng Xuan felt a little surprised. It was strange enough to be able to simulate the atmosphere of the temple. This guy had never really touched this temple, yet he still knew so much about it?

"Don't ask me, I can't hear it clearly, maybe the paradise itself also felt some kind of crisis, so when I simulated the form of the temple, my consciousness suddenly gained a lot of knowledge that I didn't master before. In short, You did as I said, we got here first, and the odds are already high."

Yunmeng said to Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan didn't believe this guy's nonsense in his heart. After coming into contact with his pure will, he always felt that this guy seemed to have changed something he didn't know, and it became a little strange and unusual.

However, he is still very interested in the internal structure of the temple. Last time he saw the scene in the original temple in Eggers's memory fragments. It seems that there is a high platform in the center of the room. There was an old book on it, and he didn't see anything else in detail.

Since this nativity temple is likely to be some kind of reflection of the original temple, the interior scene should also be related, right?

Meng Xuan grabbed the Dream Bubble and walked to the stone gate of the temple.

hum!

The Dream Bubbles emitted a faint light, which quickly turned into a stream of data, slipped away from Meng Xuan's fingers, and quickly drilled into the stone gate in front of him.

What's up with this guy? As a corrector, how could he even influence the Temple, which is so important to the Black Death Paradise?

This situation looks more like some kind of invasion or fusion?

He felt that this guy asked him to help him find this temple, and it seemed that he had other ideas.

Bang!

The moment the Dream Bubbles completely turned into a data stream and disappeared, the tightly closed stone gate of the temple in front of Meng Xuan suddenly trembled slightly, and finally opened at a speed that Meng Xuan couldn't handle.

This time, the scene in the temple instantly entered Meng Xuan's eyes.

Meng Xuan, who had clearly seen the interior of the temple, couldn't help but opened his mouth.

It feels... it seems to be a little different from what he imagined?

Or is it that nothing is the same at all?

Through the opened door, Meng Xuan saw an extremely empty stone room. This stone room had no windows, and there was no decoration in it. It looked empty.

The only thing in the stone room was a stone platform that stood in the middle of the stone room, about as high as Meng Xuan's chest. On the stone platform was not a book, but an old-fashioned desktop computer that looked a little bloated and huge. 

In front of the stone platform, there is also a stone bench very intimately.

"What are you doing, come in quickly."

Yunmeng's voice rang again. Her voice sounded directly in the stone room. I don't know what state this guy is in now. It seems that he has a certain degree of control over the entire temple?

"This is the Temple of Nativity? A stone chamber and an old computer that looks like it's been out of production for thirty years?"

Meng Xuan couldn't help but question.

"Yes, that computer is the core of the entire Black Dead Paradise. The Black Dead Paradise consists of countless 'games', and the core is a computer. Is there any problem?"

Yunmeng said to Meng Xuan very calmly.

"There's nothing wrong with you saying that..."

Meng Xuan thought about it and it seemed that this was the truth. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Boom!"

It was at this moment that the old-fashioned computer in front of him reacted, the light on the screen flickered, and a crisp boot-up music sounded, and some jumping pictures appeared on the screen. Finally, the picture stabilized and changed. It became a blue interface that Meng Xuan was somewhat familiar with.

Meng Xuan came to the computer, sat down on the stone bench, and looked at the computer desktop. There was no software on the desktop, not even menu options.

"Now, what do you want me to do?"

Meng Xuan frowned and said.

"emmmmm...you wait, I'll download an operating system for you first, and then your task is to play games."

Meng Xuan: "?"

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