Chapter five hundred and twelfth desperate penance
"It turns out that the dark night at the ruins of the God War is like this..."
Looking at the suddenly dark sky, Snow sat on the bow of the Black Pearl, his fingers lightly jumping on the keys, playing an ethereal nocturne amidst the endless harsh murmurs.
Although he passed through the sea area shrouded in golden light and filled with sighs, Snow did not touch the corpse. In other words, he was not qualified to do anything to the corpse now.
The mutilated corpse of the ancient sun god, even if it has lost the blasphemous slate and extraordinary characteristics, she is still the flesh and blood of the past. She is not at the angel level, even if she is protected by the source, Snow does not dare to come into contact with it.
This time he came to this ruins of the God War, just as he said in the Tarot meeting, to go to the land abandoned by the gods.
But it's not to get some information, but to get something——
Something that cannot...or is difficult to pass through the gate of sacrifice.
This road is long and boring. Not to mention the journey to the God's Abandoned Land, the time it takes to go back and forth from the God's War Ruins is expected to be more than two months.
After singing like this for a while, Snow naturally couldn't let it go to waste. Playing the role of Carl's Dragon, or in other words, fighting against Carl's Dragon, was the "homework" he arranged for himself.
The way to act is to stay up at night.
This may seem like a joke in other places, but in this illusory ruins filled with the power of the goddess of the night, it is an extremely dangerous thing.
In this dark night that contains mysterious dreams, if you don't sleep, you may disappear at any time.
But Snow took advantage of this pressure in reverse, because Carl's Dragon essentially "does not exist".
Because "non-existence", nature will not disappear, but if "non-existence" is really allowed, Snow will disappear due to self-recognition.
Therefore, in this dark night, Snow must repeatedly change his self-perception. Under normal circumstances, he must recognize his own existence to ensure that he will not disappear, but when the hidden power is triggered in the dark night, he must also recognize his own existence.
Immediately switch to non-existence to avoid the secrets of the night.
Constantly alternating cognitions is a very dangerous thing. Even if Snow has been promoted for a while, he may still get out of control at any time.
And this kind of tension dancing on the tip of the knife is the best whetstone for sharpening Snow's will.
As for really getting away... He left behind a clone, a fake body, and some memories. If he really "disappeared", he would find a way to find a way to escape from the ancestors of Black Swan Castle, Backlund's clone, or Tarot.
Of course, Snow himself does not have much confidence as to whether this kind of recovery will be effective. It's not that he can't leave a more thorough retreat, but once there is a clear
If you retreat, the effect of this journey will be greatly reduced.
Just like a person with the ability to climb a wall, he cannot escape because of the safety lock tied to his body. Only by giving up insurance and making a desperate move can he truly succeed.
After all, timidity and cowardice are all obstacles to self-awareness, and there is no guarantee in the Sequence Two promotion ceremony.
If you don't even dare to fight against your own cognition, how can you succeed when facing the cognition of countless "audiences" in the future?
Tens of minutes later, black and white alternated again, and the sky suddenly switched to noon. There was no sun and no clouds. It was as if the light shining straight down from another space dyed the entire sky and earth golden.
Snow stopped playing and opened a box placed in the corner of the deck. As the layers of spiritual seal were lifted, the crystal bottle inside was exposed to the air again.
The light between heaven and earth seemed to spontaneously begin to converge towards the crystal bottle, while Snow leaned aside and began to watch the interaction between Yin Lian and Lily.
This is also the fundamental reason why he took these two people on the ship - if he were to complete this journey alone, which would probably last more than three months, it would be difficult to anchor his self-awareness.
After all, human cognition is achieved through comparison. If there is no "others", how can we recognize "oneself"?
Lily blindly eats fish, and Yin Lian is nervous. With the support of the two of them, Snow gradually finds the "position" where he should exist. He relaxes his mind, retains only the basic understanding of himself, and lets the tension in the night The tense mood was slightly relieved.
Although she was deathly afraid of this sea area, Yin Lian still insisted on staying on the deck, talking to the careless Lily while looking around cautiously.
Although the "Instructions for God's War Ruins" given to her by Snow contained a lot of notes about what she couldn't see and what she couldn't hear, she didn't dare to hide in the cabin and be an ostrich because the day and night cycle in the Ruins of God's War was very disorderly. Hours, maybe dozens of minutes, if she couldn't fall asleep as soon as it got dark, she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't disappear.
In contrast, Lily seems very open-minded. She has a kind of laziness unique to cats. If it weren't for eating fish, she could sleep for several consecutive days and nights.
"I don't know if Klein has taken action now..." Snow glanced at the golden crystal bottle and let his mind wander freely. However, after a brief emotional release, he gathered his thoughts and actively cut off contact with the clone. thoughts.
In order to ensure the effect of this "self-awareness", he cut off all contact with the outside world, including the cloned soul and false body, as well as those believers who prayed.
All the prayer responses and spell preparations were thrown by him to the monkey soul who worked as a signal base station in Black Swan Castle. After all, although the anchor can help stabilize himself, when Snow deliberately trains himself and understands himself, The knowledge conveyed by the anchor is likely to become poison that contaminates his self-perception.
He has not forgotten that behind his own essence, there is an existence that is difficult to remember.
"I'm not Paradox, or the omnipotent Mr. Devil, I'm just an ordinary time traveler with a slightly bigger golden finger. You can't be deceived by the strength reflected in the eyes of others, you have to understand your own weakness..."
Snow warned himself in his heart, not because he didn't understand this truth before, but because only when he was truly strong could he be qualified to face his own weakness.
——When you are weak, even if you are only falsely powerful, it is a disguise that must be maintained.
The crystal bottle was once again filled with gold. Snow tightened the bottle cap and opened an empty bottle of the same shape next to it.
The direct sunlight in the sky seemed to flow into the bottle through an invisible funnel, dyeing the runes on the outer wall of the crystal bottle with a dull golden color. Just when Snow was about to order a grilled fish from Lily, the sky turned dark again. Darkened.
Without any hesitation, Snow changed the box with his backhand. As the layers of spiritual walls sealed the box containing many crystal bottles again, Lily and Yin Lian also found a comfortable position and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
After completing the packaging of the sunlight collection bottle, Snow returned to the piano again, but this time, he did not play, but quietly stared at the night, looking into the distance in the infinite silence...