0367 Chapter Seven: The Wisdom of Mortals (Section 73)
Leckie doesn't know [World Fragment], and even Count Constable doesn't know the relevant information at all.
But the four blind men happened to "see" the same thing at the same time.
The black and smooth regular octahedron seemed to transcend the reflection of light, transcend human observation organs and understanding capabilities, and was directly mapped into their brains.
Zhen Cheng would feel strange if she were here, because she has had several contact experiences and knows that although [World Fragments] are extremely mysterious, they definitely have no such effect.
If Zhen Cheng encountered the same situation here, she would even worry about another problem first, a trouble that would inevitably come with every time she came into contact with [World Fragments] - Paradox.
Leckie and the three captains neither knew [World Fragment] nor would they think of going up to Paranormal Shadow, so they were shocked by the abnormality in front of them.
Soon, as their severely injured and blind eyes looked directly at [World Fragments], even stranger things gradually unfolded.
"You saw me!" "You saw..." "You can see," "You saw me! You saw me!"
In the silent and unknown ruins, four voices with accents of men, women, old and young sounded almost simultaneously. However, they were not so obvious that it was impossible to judge the identity of the speaker.
"Who are you... no, what are you?" The blind Lackey looked up, and he just "saw" a black mass three to five meters above the suspended octahedron of [World Fragment].
round ball.
The three murderous warriors behind him, who had already put life and death at risk and could even gouge out their own eyes, were now terrified and their hair was standing on end, and their whole bodies were trembling uncontrollably.
The trembling caused their joints to emit a high-frequency, scary sound, like a walking skeleton undead would make a strange sound, rendering the originally silent but unknown core of the ruins into an extremely terrifying sound.
In front of Butler Leckie's reach, the thing was like a living thing, constantly rolling from the inside out, and from time to time extending its densely packed and indescribable limbs, trying to touch or catch something.
"careful!"
Seeing the dark limbs sweeping toward him, Leckie shouted a warning, and the three captains behind him each dodged.
As a result, because they could all "see" the black thing, they had a visual illusion, and they were unable to see each other's bodies, causing several people who were already far away from each other to collide into a ball.
The twisted dark limbs like tentacles swept across their bodies, but they only seemed to penetrate the void of light and shadow, and could not take away anything.
Leckie struggled to get up from the slippery and wet ground. In order to avoid his limbs, he hit something hard and hung upside down from the ceiling, and fell to the ground, feeling dizzy.
He also "saw" the limb penetrate his body, but didn't feel anything strange. Well, except for a severe headache.
"But," "But!" "But..."
The layers of voices sounded again, and the tone was once again different from the previous four, as if there were more strangers speaking not far ahead:
"It's not you," "Who are you?" "It's not you," "There's something wrong with you," "It's not..." "Why are you here?" "No!"
A chilling warning of danger that he had never experienced before made Lecky tremble. Even when he was betrayed by the chosen one before, and even when he was cursed and caused the serious world to twist and turn, he had never felt such a fatal feeling.
threats.
This feeling, like the emotions existing in the outside world, erodes into your head inexplicably, dyeing it with abnormal colors, making you... gradually no longer you.
Gu/span was suddenly startled, and he shouted: "Let us go! Don't attack us! We are not hostile! We will not touch anything here!"
"Let...let go?" "Let you go?" "How could it be," "Don't want to fight...?" "Want to die," "Want to...live." "Let it go."
The layer upon layer of sounds continued. And the most frightening thing was that every sound that came into his ears made Leckie feel that he had a closer relationship with this inexplicable and strange entity.
He felt that the secrets he had hidden deep in his heart were being peeled off layer by layer like an onion, and all the privacy was easily revealed by the other party.
This process is not an exploration, but more like "self-exploration" and "self-research".
Yes, Leckie gradually realized that he was "becoming" the weird thing in front of him.
"No," "That's not the case." "Won't take action," "Hostile," "You all have deep hostility." "Profound," "Fear." "No,"
"I saw it," "I saw it!" "Yes," "I saw it." "You will take it," "You will, try to steal." "You will..." "I saw it."
will die."
When he realized something was wrong with his soul, Leckie stopped trying to beg for mercy. He immediately launched an attack with all his strength.
The shooting of energy guns, the bombardment of magic spells, the slashing of swords, and the erosion of his own extraordinary power... all of them hit the constantly surging black sphere, like a mirror, a mirror, and a moon in the water, but failed to stir up any waves of interest.
Leckie finally realized that the things in front of him were either not located where he "saw" them, or they were far beyond the dimensions he could reach.
"Damn it! At least tell me why you showed up at this time! What on earth have you done to our bodies and souls?!"
Shouting desperately, he tried his best to grab the regular octahedron shape in his "vision".
Intuition told this old housekeeper who had walked through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood that the entire environment he was in was abnormal and could not be understood rationally.
Only the regular octahedron exists objectively, and even the high-hanging black ball cannot affect the left and right distortions.
If there is still a glimmer of hope, it can only be located there.
"They call me a deaf person who listens to the truth," "They call me a blind god who sees the future," "They also call me a poor person who cannot embrace the world," "They also call me an immortal prisoner...
…”
His fingers seemed to have touched something hard, and the next step was death. Leckie felt like his whole body was scattered all over the place like water splashing on a rock.
"What you are facing is the ball of pure darkness, my name..." "They call me the ball of pure darkness." "My name," "My name!" "My name." "My name:
"
"——The Faceless One."
At the moment when he was out of his mind, Leckie suddenly realized something.
Until the end, the layered voices seemed to have paid no attention to him at all, and kept answering questions that he didn't ask and talking to themselves.