At this moment, Cercy crawled up from the bed. Her head was hanging upside down, her neck was bent towards her back, and her limbs were also bent backwards. Her joints looked like they were broken, vividly depicting a body with its elbows turned inwards.
Even so, Cercy's eyes were still moving.
Upon closer observation, one could see that this state of the witch was related to Nick's understanding of her. In Nick's eyes, this strange appearance was not just a mutation, but a deeper display of the witch's original face. Caroline's face had already festered, and only a rough outline could be seen.
This seemed to indicate that the witch's disguise had been seen through.
And under the rotting, leaky face, where the previous face had been broken, another face had been sewn over.
It was the face of an even older Madam Violet. She was full of wrinkles, her hair was white, and her teeth were uneven. The two faces were like a mask full of holes that had been sewn together. Black threads had sewn over the festering areas, and where the two sewn faces could not cover was a pair of eyes.
Nick could even say that he was very familiar with this pair of eyes. They were the eyes of the brother and sister, Martin and Grace.
They were exactly the same as the one in the photo …
This was also evidence that what Nick saw was the information in the depths of his heart, which had been processed by his mutated consciousness. A normal human would only see an ordinary woman, but what Nick saw was his subconscious's dissimilation of what he saw.
That was why he could see Caroline's and Violet's faces. Caroline's face was very clear, and it was the witch's current appearance. It was also the appearance that Nick had always seen, while Violet's face was very blurry.
It was a blurry face, and all the characteristics came from the information that Nick knew. She was close to 60 years old, and had suffered a stroke. She was an old woman. In the end, it was this blurry image that was pieced together with Caroline's clear face. Because Nick had never seen Violet's photo, he did not know what she looked like!
As for Grace's eyes, it was obvious that they came from the photo.
Therefore, the part of the witch that represented that she had seized Grace was still in her childhood state!
This gave her a pair of child-like eyes, and when placed on that old and ugly face, it was extremely terrifying.
The skin on her body was loose, as if it had been sewn together from human skin. Underneath the human skin was black rotting skin.
The faces and eyes that were sewn up like masks represented that in Nick's mind, the witches had taken over the bodies and identities of those people.
She wore a human skin coat, but it couldn't cover her black skin. This was the image of Cercy in Nick's subconscious mind: a black witch wearing human skin with someone else's face … a thing that used someone else's skin to cover her rotten body.
Everything Nick saw seemed to have been crushed and reassembled by a crazy artist.
What he saw was probably a world that had been reworked and created by the crazy Picasso.
As for Carolyn's evil spirit, it grew out of the witch's rotting stomach, dragging her intestines and her whole head out of the abdomen … This was not from the subconscious mind, but a kind of Spirit Vision.
Chen Ang revealed that Carolyn and the other evil spirits weren't real souls, but the fears and fantasies of Cercy and the others. They thought that the door led to the world of the dead, and they misunderstood the meaning of 'death', so their fear distorted their consciousness and created those evil spirits … or rather, they created the 'door' through which the evil spirits came out.
However, human consciousness was common, and what they created out of fear — was also a meme.
This kind of virus could be transmitted to others, and even the old humans who didn't have a door would see the evil spirits that the wizards saw in their hallucinations. This kind of meme would infect everyone who came into contact with it, and it would create the effect of a real evil spirit taking revenge.
As for Nick, the old Nick who had lost the protection of common sense, this kind of Spirit Vision ability was greatly enhanced — he could see the memes created by the infected, and he could also see the evil spirits created by the witch's fear. The evil spirits attached themselves to Cercy's body, and they showed such a terrifying effect.
Nick didn't lose his mind because of what he saw. On the contrary, he kept restraining himself and kept himself in a state of not doing anything … but he wasn't the only one who heard the fatal truth. When Chen Ang said these words, he didn't avoid Cercy and Justine.
Their IQ was a little lower than Nick's, and they needed a little time to think.
Then the two poor people who were protected by common sense were kicked into hell. They also lost the inertia of their consciousness, and looked directly at the truth and chaos of the world — Cercy clearly saw the head growing out of her abdomen, and Carolyn smiling at her, endless hatred in her smile.
Then she felt the human skin on her body began to wriggle. This was the other evil spirits that she had taken over, and they attached themselves to these human skins. She felt that she was coexisting with those evil spirits, and felt that they were sticking to her, growing on her skin.
They coexisted with each other!
Cercy screamed. In Nick's eyes, she opened her mouth wide, and the mouth was so wide that a head could be stuffed inside … Her mouth was full of uneven teeth, yellow, deformed, and ugly teeth. Cercy began to desperately peel off the skin — in Chen Ang's eyes, she was tearing off her own skin.
In the eyes of the three people present, there were three different worlds. In Chen Ang's eyes, he saw Cercy pulling her skin, tearing it off bit by bit with unimaginable strength; in Nick's eyes, Cercy was a monster trying to tear off the human skin on her body — in Cercy's eyes, she was a normal person — this was probably the only thing that was still protecting her from common sense.
The skin on her body was some human skin monster that wanted to grow into her body.
She had to peel it off …
Cercy had gone crazy — her cognitive world was completely messed up! Her consciousness had created some memetic virus — some monsters that distorted her world, and she could no longer tell the difference between the distorted world and the normal world.
Chen Ang watched as Circe pulled off all the skin and muscles on her body, turning herself into a skeleton covered in blood and flesh. Chen Ang did not know what kept her from dying, but in the eyes of Nick and Circe, Circe, who had peeled off the human skin monster, revealed her true appearance — a corpse that looked like a mummy.
Because they all knew that after peeling off the body that had been taken, the essence of Cercy was a body that should have rotted long ago.
At this time, in the eyes of their distorted consciousness, Cercy's appearance somewhat overlapped with her appearance in reality — a rotten (bloody), withered (skinny) skeleton.
Cercy's skeleton — a skeleton with some flesh still hanging on it — fell to the ground.
In the eyes of Chen Ang, she was already dead, but in the eyes of Nick and Cercy, she was still alive, just in a different form.
Nick had realized — and there was nothing he could do about it. The rotting, maggot-infested corpse of Celsie the Witch, the dancing girl, the halfling crawling under the bed — that Luke the lawyer, a young lawyer, had shared the body with J.S. Tiff, and then J.S. Tiff had given half of it back to Luke the lawyer.
He dragged only half of his body, his intestines leaking out of his abdomen, and crawled on the ground.
Nick would never be able to destroy these things. This was not something that could be destroyed with guns or superpowers. It was a kind of innate thinking mutation, and soon he would get used to it. The people in his eyes would mutate into his subconscious understanding of their nature. In his eyes, there was no difference between life and death, and there was no difference between a corpse and a human.
A person was a corpse that moved, and a corpse was a person that did not move.
This kind of state could be exchanged at any time. A person's past, present, conscious things, and physical things would be revealed at the same time, turning a person into an abstract pieced together thing.
His world was like Picasso's painting … In the future, more consciousness and concepts would appear in his world in the form of abstract entities. Those nothingness concepts — time, good and evil, life and death — would exist in various symbolic and distorted states in his cognition.
All the rationality that humans possessed, the perception of time, the perception of color, the concepts of shape, temperature, and life, would exist in a distorted and indescribable state.
Everyone existed in the form of monsters in Nick's eyes — but soon, Nick's cognition would be confused, and soon, he would no longer feel strange or afraid. He would completely forget what a normal person looked like.
Now, in Nick's eyes, Chen Ang was countless bubbles gathered together, countless lights gathered into something that could not be seen clearly.
He said to Cercy, "I'm sorry, I seem to have hurt you by mistake!"
He turned to Nick and said, "You used to be a system that the Creator created with steel and fire in the Apocalypse, a system with a strict structure and orderly operation. That was your consciousness. Now, the many elements that make up your consciousness have become something disordered and chaotic, but you still have to maintain your clarity and rationality, or else the future of humanity will be like what you see now, a distorted monster!"
"The Heaven's Enlightenment extracted Order and rationality from Primal Chaos to create your consciousness. After returning to Primal Chaos, you were able to maintain your consciousness and recreate yourselves — — - perhaps this was the Heaven's Enlightenment's test for you" Chen Ang said.
What is this? Nick thought in confusion — the programmer created an AI from chaos, then messed up the AI's code, washed it into a chaotic state, and expected it to recreate itself … what kind of fantasy is this?
At this moment, Nick sincerely hoped that his god was the monkey that sat in front of the typewriter and kept on typing, creating them out of the countless possibilities in his mind.
It was not a programmer or scientist who relied on reason and wisdom to create them, and then began to run and test them, carrying out all kinds of whimsical 'tests' to wash the artificial intelligence into a chaotic algorithm and create itself again to carry out such a sensational act.
"Why can't our God be a monkey?"
The monkey would create chaotically, then end chaotically, and the monkey God would press the button to destroy everything at some point, but Nick could accept this — this was an unknown fate.
But a scientist was God. He would start from a rational and orderly start, create with precision, and then experiment repeatedly, hoping to see the results he expected — something unexpected or expected. Just like a white mouse facing a researcher, an unknown fate, it was someone else's prank.
As one of the lab rats, Nick sincerely hoped that his fate could be controlled by a monkey.
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