The avatar of the fat otaku, who had returned to his original appearance from the G-virus mutation, looked at the grayish-white corpse left behind after his last few deaths and said, "Looks like there's a limit to doing this. And it's obvious that there's a higher chance that I won't be of any use after I die. So let's make a deal. It's better for you guys to die more. "
Actually, it was just that this guy liked to play dirty, so he died less in the early stages. In the later stages, he was consciously targeted. Almost as soon as he got close, the chuunibyou and the original version of the maze would immediately attack together.
Released from the tense battle, Lin relaxed his nerves and let the exhaustion hit him in one breath. He said to his other two selves, "Since whoever cuts who, everyone will feel the same pain. No matter who dies, what's left behind is the same. Is there a need to fight like this? "
The chuunibyou avatar pushed his glasses up and said, "If one day you're locked up in prison, do you want to be a soap picker or a soap picker waiting for others to pick it up?"
This question was so good that I couldn't refute it.
"However," the chuunibyou avatar looked at the mess and said, "let's clean up the mess first. If we leave the dream because we're too tired, it might be different when we come back. "
In other words, this place would be like an online game, where all the corpses would be refreshed. Actually, Lin was worried about this in his heart, but he just said it through the chuunibyou avatar.
The three selves forced their dispirited spirits and dismembered the corpses that were still intact, then cast the shaping spell. The feeling of killing and dismembering himself again and again was very subtle, just like in a game. But the feeling before death, the feeling when the other selves were killed, and the stench was so vivid and unforgettable, constantly telling himself that all of this was real.
But this was a dream, was it really real? Or was it really what he thought was real?
It was a tongue-twister, but Lin had a feeling. It was no wonder that faith was one of the eight authorities. Because if one didn't have a strong enough will to believe in their own actions, then all of this would really be a waste of effort.
Due to his exhaustion, Lin did not think too much as he cast a Shapeshifting spell to turn his body into a brick and stuffed it into the virtual image of the Tower of the Great Sage. Step by step, the magic tower materialized in his dream. He only allowed his body to move instinctively and mechanically.
Among them, one could also see that as the Shaping Spell was cast again and again, some of the originally normal bodies gradually turned gray and unusable. From the looks of it, everything that was left here was just another manifestation of his Mana Authority. It was not limitless, and it was not without a price. At the very least, the stabbing pain in his head was getting more and more irritating.
When he finally turned all of his dead selves into bricks and stuffed them into the designated building locations of the Tower of the Great Sage, he actually lost quite a few usable bodies. Lin didn't even bother to count how many times he had died in total with the three of them added together. He only knew the final progress of the Magic Tower. There was only a small part of the floor and a low wall that was about knee-high. There was still a long way to go before the completion of the three-story Magic Tower.
A more detailed calculation would have to wait until he recovered some of his mental strength. Right now, he only felt like he was about to faint. He couldn't think at all. Speaking of which, if one fainted in reality, one would enter a dream. Then, if one fainted in a dream, would one wake up? Or would one enter the next level of the dream?
Lin felt that he was about to know the answer. The other two avatars had long disappeared without a trace. So, in this void, Lin regained his loneliness. It was just that right now, he could neither taste this feeling nor have the time to feel the pain. After pressing down the last brick, he, who couldn't hold on any longer, threw himself forward and hung on the low wall that was stacked high and low.
In reality, Lin, who was sitting under the shade of a tree, suddenly fell to the side. Just as his face, which was neither handsome nor ugly, was about to kiss the ground, he was grabbed from the back of his collar and lifted up.
He opened his eyes with difficulty. What he saw was a face that was so beautiful that it was unforgettable. It was even unbelievable that he could see it with his own eyes, and not through television or movies.
Lin, who had just woken up, was still in a daze for a moment. With a splitting headache, he could only instinctively complain about the current situation. He said, "Miss, I know I'm half a head shorter than you, and you're wearing high heels. But you're always carrying me like a puppy. It's very hurtful. "
"Your mouth isn't dead yet. It seems that there's no problem." Fen carried a certain man who had just woken up but was weak and stinging all over and walked out of the village. The two girls, on the other hand, followed behind him with worried expressions. And all the villagers they saw along the way all had a panicked expression.
Lin was puzzled and said, "Why does everyone look like they've seen a ghost?"
"It seems that you don't know what you've become. You even said that they've seen a ghost. This is just a coincidence. "
They walked to the stream outside the village and a little downstream. Along the way, everyone was speechless. Lin was also weak and didn't want to say anything. Right next to the gurgling stream, Fen looked like she was going to wash a cat in the water. However, she didn't want to do it herself. She said to the two apprentices beside her, "Come, give your teacher an underwater breathing spell."
Although they didn't understand the purpose, Hallumi and Kaya still did as they were told.
Using the same auxiliary spell twice wouldn't increase the effect by much. Perhaps the effect time would increase a little, but it wouldn't be in the form of one plus one equals two. In fact, there were different opinions as to whether or not there was an increase.
But whether or not it increased had nothing to do with the present. After Fen confirmed that someone had been given an underwater breathing spell, she threw him into the water.
The water wasn't deep. If an adult stood up on the riverbed, it would only reach about waist height. But being suddenly thrown into the water, someone still swallowed a few mouthfuls of water. Fortunately, the effect of magic made his lungs like fish gills and could adapt to the way he breathed in water.
Since he didn't choke, Lin didn't get up and let himself soak in the water. At the same time, he also noticed that the red blood stains kept spreading out and being diluted.
He had external injuries?
At first, he thought that the stinging all over his body was caused by muscle soreness. But now it seemed that it wasn't just muscle soreness. Lin resisted the discomfort, stood up from the water, and roughly checked his body. He didn't find any major injuries, but there were many minor ones.
Folding her arms in front of her chest, Fen looked at the man who had realized his terrible condition and said, "I was busy with my own things when the two girls suddenly ran over in a panic, talking incoherently. They kept saying that your condition wasn't good and insisted on dragging me out. At that time, you were sitting under the tree, trembling all over, and there were bloodstains on your body from time to time. At first, I thought that you were invaded by a nightmare creature, but there wasn't the stench from the abyss around, so that possibility was ruled out. Then the only possibility left was that there was something wrong with you, but it didn't seem to be a big problem. Although I told the two girls not to worry, they still didn't dare to let me leave. I'm done. Do you have anything to say? "
"Mm …" His eyeballs swayed from left to right, and from right back to left. Lin sat back in the water and said, "Wait, I have to think about what happened first."
The cool water not only washed away the bloodstains on his body, but also helped him recover some of his energy. Only then did Lin have time to think seriously.
Most of the things in the dream would be forgotten after waking up, or even completely forgotten. But this time, Lin remembered it clearly. Every segment, every death, and every conversation was replayed clearly in his mind. After he sorted out his thoughts, he said everything in full detail.
The two girls didn't have the ability to comment, so Lin could only reluctantly agree with their worries and useless opinions. These perfunctory words didn't help him at all, and only made the two girls feel at ease.
On the other hand, the former Demon King, whom he had high hopes for, was also the experienced and knowledgeable Lich. She touched her delicate chin with one hand and looked at a certain person with a playful gaze, saying, "Haha, what an interesting direction. But you still have a lot of problems to overcome. "
A lot of problems? Yes, after being reminded, Lin also realized how unreliable his original idea was.
The first obstacle was, when he entered the dream again, would he return to the same place? Could it be a continuation of the original scene?
If he returned to the dream, everything would have to start over. The pain he experienced in the dream would only continue to play out, and everything would be in vain.
Apart from that, he hadn't been able to carefully investigate everything he saw in the dream, and he had only been focused on killing. Moreover, there would be limits to him being able to turn into a brick. What were the conditions, what were the limits, and all sorts of unanswered questions could only be answered by returning to the dream.
But Marco Lin didn't want to go back so quickly. The injuries and fatigue on his body weren't fake. Now that sleep couldn't be used to recover his energy and stamina, he had to find a replacement. And soaking himself in the water seemed like a good idea.
Lying on the riverbed, Lin carefully thought about everything that had happened in the dream, as well as the two selves of the fat otaku and chuunibyou.
It was mentioned before that one of the main points of Buddhism was to get rid of falsehoods. But what he learned from studying magic over the years was that magic didn't pursue reality. Even if it was fake, he had to find a way to make it real. Of course, the former was closer to a philosophical discussion, while magic focused on practicality, so it wasn't very fair to compare the two.
But when it came to the dream, Lin didn't know whether he should look at it with real eyes or from what angle. All of this would have to wait until he recovered slightly and entered the dream again to have an answer.
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