It was indescribable, indescribable, invisible, unthinkable, and incomprehensible.
'So this is what Irin Muto meant when he said those words earlier?'
Previously, when Irin did not officially understand what the green light meant, other than the twitching of the dead skin on his forehead, he did not feel anything special.
Even if the strange sounds kept ringing in his ears, other than making Irin a little irritated, he did not feel any other discomfort. He could completely ignore those sounds.
However, when Yi Lin truly understood, imagined, and experienced the "monster" entrenched in the abyss, the terrifying existence that looked like an octopus monster, its body, its eyes, and its everything, just how vast it was, Yi Lin felt as if she had never seen it before.
At that moment, Irin felt as if his face was directly pressed against "its" cold, wet, and sticky skin.
The wet and sticky feeling spread all over his body.
* Buzz buzz buzz — *
Irin's thoughts were pale and colorless. At that moment, he felt that his situation could be said to be "Irin Unmiserable."
He could not accurately describe this feeling with appropriate words.
In the beginning, when Irin thought that the endless darkness was just pure darkness, his heart was unperturbed.
However, when Yi Lin discovered that the boundless shadow was actually an octopus monster, he was shocked.
He deeply realized how small he was.
If the monster was the sky, then Irin was a speck of dust crawling under the sky.
If the monster was the deep sea, then Irin was a paramecium in the deep sea.
If the monster was the vast universe, then Irin was a speck of dust swaying with the wind on a planet in a certain galaxy in the universe.
Floating in the sky and earth, a speck of dust in the vast ocean. Perhaps this was the feeling.
At that moment, all kinds of illusions appeared in front of Irin's eyes.
Yes.
He knew that these were illusions …
Molly was buried in a grave for a long time.
Ling Yiyi was bathed in blood.
The world was in ruins.
His head was alone on a sand dune.
His body was covered with ugly and bloodthirsty insects.
His friends were swallowed by countless tentacles.
Parents that never existed but were torn to pieces;
All kinds of illusions, in an instant, in an instant, in a split second, compressed into an infinitesimal concept of time, rushed into Yi Lin's mind like a bomb.
Boom!
Then,
It exploded.
Irin felt weak all over.
His limbs were trembling.
They hugged each other tightly.
Irin sank into the abyss, the light in front of him disappeared, and he was gradually buried in the boundless darkness, never to see the light of day again.
Was it a curse that caused Irin to have all kinds of illusions? Was this a mental attack? Was it some kind of energy?
No.
This is not something so superficial.
Fear.
Right.
This feeling was fear that he hadn't felt in a long time.
Irin's body … No, he didn't have a body right now.
It should be said that in the form of his spirit, he was like a soul that was falling into the endless abyss.
However, no matter how deep and how far he fell, the darkness and the specks of green light in the distance did not change at all. It seemed that this feeling was understandable because the monster's size had already reached a certain extent. Even if Irin fell a thousand, ten thousand, or a hundred thousand meters, to the octopus monster, it was just the distance from the sexy upper eyelashes to the depressed lower eyelashes. There was not much change.
"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"
Suddenly.
"His" voice sounded in Irin's ears for no reason.
It was … Irin Muto!
He was here!
Bang!
The pitch-black mucus condensed into the shape of two guns in Irin Muto's hands.
The cold and merciless bullets pierced through Irin's heart.
On Irin's forehead, after [Resentment] endured a "death", a crack silently appeared, and black blood flowed out from the crack.
[Ten Deaths]!
Even if Irin was in a special state of "mental state", he had already activated the equipment skill [Ten Deaths] on [Resentment] before this. The ability of [Ten Deaths] was a heaven-defying life-saving skill that could withstand ten "fatal" attacks and forcefully maintain one's health to the last bit.
If [Bloodthirsty Disaster] was Yi Lin's final trump card, then [Ten Deaths] was Yi Lin's final trump card to save his life.
Crack.
The dead skin on his forehead split open again.
However, in the blink of an eye, the crack on [Resentment] strangely healed. It was as complete as before, as if it had never been broken.
Irin Muto looked at his hand in surprise.
He had originally wanted to fire a second shot.
However, he couldn't do it.
In an instant, he understood why.
"As expected, there's only one chance."
Irin Muto's expression was rather regretful.
The fear in Irin's heart disappeared.
To be precise, it was absorbed by the dead skin.
At that moment, the "fear" … or rather, the "despair" in Irin's heart was enough to fill [Resentment] with a full meal. [Resentment] was very powerful. Whether it advanced or not, it would not consult Irin's opinion in advance. This was also one of the disadvantages of parasitic-type equipment. Although it coexisted with the host, to a certain extent, it was far less easy to control than ordinary equipment.
This was a double-edged sword.
And now, this double-edged sword had slashed the enemy.
"There's only one chance." Irin's falling speed slowed down and floated in the ink-black sea. He scratched the smooth and cool [Resentment] on his forehead and said thoughtfully, "In other words, you know the meaning of your existence. You can only replace me when I'm completely exposed in front of it and the fear in my heart completely drowns out all my other emotions and obsessions when it stares at me."
"Yes."
Irin Muto did not mince his words.
"So, you've been waiting for this moment from the beginning. You've calculated this moment."
"Yes, but why do you ask when you already know the answer?"
"Because hearing you admit it personally makes me feel good. It feels good. "
"… Don't forget, I'm you, and you're me."
"But soon you won't be." Irin sighed softly.
"It's not embarrassing to lose to yourself."
"I think it's embarrassing."
"Oh?"
"That means that I've lost to the past and can't walk to the future."
"…"
"Why?" Irin asked when he saw Irin Muto fall silent.
"Don't you know it very well?" Irin Muto looked into Irin's eyes. His eyes returned to normal. In this endless abyss, at this moment, the two of them saw their own calm reflections in each other's eyes. Irin Muto was silent for a moment. He smiled and shook his head.
"If it's you, you've always thought that your world is very vast, very vast. But suddenly, one day, for a moment, you really open your eyes. When you realize that the so-called 'world' in your impression is just a cage, and you're in the cage, a puppet wrapped in silk threads and controlled by someone, what will you do? "
This question.
Irin Muto had once asked Xu Anjing and Li Changge.
At that time, Xu Anjing's answer was, "Will I go crazy?"
The same question was placed in front of Irin.
But in fact.
Whether it was a human or a ghost, they had the same mind. They all knew the answer.
Just asking.
It would seem more impressive.
Irin did not hesitate. "I will think of a way to break the cage or destroy the cage. This kind of 'world' is fine without it. "
"Yes." Irin Muto smiled happily and gave Irin a thumbs up. "As expected of me. From the moment you left the 'ten deaths' to the end, I had already guessed the outcome. "
"But you still fired."
"You won't give up if you don't try, right?"
"Yes."
"Yes."
The two of them said at the same time.
"In the end,"
"It's time to end it."
"It's time to end it."
Irin Muto and Irin Muto's movements were in unison. They said the same sentence in the same tone.
There was no telepathy. He was Irin, and Irin was him.
However, when Irin's "ghost" had the complete mind of Irin, he knew that there was a wider world beyond the world. He opened his eyes, and something different from Irin's true self was born … ambition. He yearned to become real, to transcend this world, and to escape from "its" control. He calculated everything, but unfortunately, in the end, he failed.
It was an expected and reasonable failure.
Just as Irin said, he would not lose to his past self.
Unless that self had cheated.
Irin ignored Irin Muto and swam up like a small tadpole.
"In the end,"
Irin Muto's voice came from behind Irin and entered Irin's ears.
"After abandoning all emotions, fetters, reluctance, and memories, I clearly got an answer that you are unwilling to face."
"…"
"Ling Yiyi, there's a problem."
"…"
Irin rolled his eyes.
But his mood was inexplicably heavy.
He ignored Irin Muto.
There was no farewell.
There was no wave.
There was no turning back.
This feeling was very strange.
Not long ago, a person who looked exactly like him was fighting to replace him. But at the end of the trial, Irin was actually a little reluctant. Perhaps it was because he was the only one who understood himself the most. Irin Muto could even abandon all distracting thoughts and see more things that Irin was unwilling to face.
Perfect.
Irin couldn't help but secretly give himself a thumbs up and give himself a thumbs up.
Perfect character design.
Unfortunately, he was going to die.
In front of him.
The vast and boundless figure of the octopus monster, the specks of green light in the abyss, did not interfere in anything. They just quietly watched everything.
When Irin approached, the hundreds of Galikoto once again used the same tone and said the same sentence:
"Rin-kun, save me."
"Didn't you already tell me the answer?"
One hundred and one.
Whether it was the multi-layered space maze built by "Galikoto Mei's kindness."
Or the number of times Galikoto Mei knocked on the cup while shouting for help in the wild house.
One hundred and one.
This was the answer.
This was the answer that Galikoto Mei couldn't say herself, but she tried her best to pass it on to Irin.
"I see."
Irin looked at the hundreds of identical Galikoto Mei and thought of the tragedy in Kanzaki City. Then, he connected it to the vast octopus monster in front of him. He suddenly thought of a possibility … reincarnation. Whether it was Galikoto Mei, everyone in Kanzaki City, or even the apostles who accidentally entered this trial.
Everyone was that monster's toy.
Kanzaki City was this monster's backyard.
It created everything, controlled everything, and treated everything as a plaything. It watched coldly from the sidelines, just like a high and mighty human looking down at the ants on the ground with indifference when they plow and mate. To it, humans, or everything else, were just small ants in a circle. It would step on them from time to time, tease them, and find some fun.
The fusion of the two worlds was like a game of chess. It didn't want to play this game anymore. It would flip the table and start over again.
Next time, it would be even more fun.
After thinking everything through, Yi Lin felt deeply powerless and helpless. Why would he encounter such a terrifying existence in a mere Tier 3 trial?
It was easy to "destroy" Galikoto Mei's vengeful spirit.
Saving Galikoto Mei would be enough.
But.
Irin closed his eyes. After the fear was completely absorbed by [Resentment], Irin looked at the countless green eyes. Other than feeling his heart palpitating, Irin no longer felt the feeling of being tainted, tainted, or corrupted.
His heart was calm.
Hm, good.
"Tentacle monster, return my teammate to me."
Irin pointed at the octopus monster's face.
[Exile]!
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