The scorching and chilling ether poured into the void along the gap of the safety door. The radiant tentacles moved the safety door away little by little until it was completely open. The bloated light ball filled the threshold. It squeezed hard but could not.
He tried to shake the safety door even a little bit, but he was squeezed out of shape and most of his body leaned in.
"We should go." Freya said nervously.
This is the transportation hub of the ruins area. Countless safety doors are waiting for the two of them. If they open one at will, they can escape from the current predicament.
"No, you can't leave."
Bologg shook his head, then turned around in a circle, scanning every place where the void was caked. Freya also imitated Bologg's movements and followed her gaze, and then she saw the sight of Bologg.
Same picture.
I saw that at the end of the stairs that were growing and entangled like vines, the safety doors were slowly opening. A dazzling light shone from behind the doors, and thick light-cast tentacles stretched out, groping randomly for the surrounding materials.
Freya was stunned. She could not understand the current situation at all. It was as if the ruins area was accelerating the transformation into chaos at a certain moment, and everything was changing towards disorder, waiting for everything to return to annihilation in deathly silence.
Boluogo frowned, and the diamond-shaped shield surrounded him, like a guard.
Just like copying and pasting, the picture in front of you overlaps into countless copies. At the same time, each security door corresponds to a hazy light invading this place.
"It...how come there are so many of them?"
Freya couldn't believe that these consecutive events were about to shatter all her common sense of survival over the years.
"There aren't many of them, just one."
Boluogo said calmly, "It's just that the space is distorted, so that it is in every space at the same time, and this seems to be the overlap of all spaces. When it arrives here, everything is unified, and the projections in countless spaces also belong to
One body."
Each space is like an independent page of paper. Countless papers are scattered and stacked together. The only part they overlap with each other is a corner of the edge. By relying on this overlapping corner, you can freely reach each paper and space.
The void agglomeration is where these infinite overlaps occur, and it is precisely because of this that it stands as a safe passage to everywhere and becomes a transportation hub in the ruins area.
So what about the hazy light that seems to be everywhere in Freya?
As all the safety doors opened, all the hazy light squeezed into the void lumps, and a strong shock came, as if the world was shattering. Heavy ripples erupted from the entangled void lumps on the stairs, as if something was about to break through the restraints.
Like this, countless cracks covered the stairs, and then they broke.
Large pieces of debris floated in the void, colliding with each other, and then fragmented again, and even turned into fine dust, forming a sea of dust.
Violent tremors struck, and the void agglomeration area seemed to be shattered. The roaring vibrations continued, and the glimmer of light revealed in the huge agglomeration entangled on the stairs was also extinguished.
The ground under their feet was completely destroyed. Bologg and Freya were in the weightless void. The silver hands were thrown out one after another. While catching Freya, Bologg also nailed the silver hands into the larger debris.
In the block, it pulls itself and gets closer there.
"caught you."
A dull rumbling sound sounded, and countless light groups twisted, just like the overlapping effect produced when showing a movie. The dazzling light was filled with endless rotating colors in a kaleidoscope, forming short and dazzling scenes.
A crazy and psychedelic scene burst out in front of Boluogo's eyes. Freya also saw the same scene and couldn't help but scream.
"Bologo!"
She tried to reach out to Boluogo, but was horrified to find that her arm collapsed like liquid. Then under Freya's gaze, Boluogo's face became abstract and elongated, like a painting.
Distorted paintings.
In Bolog's eyes, Freya looked the same way.
Their consciousness was drawn into the whirlpool of distortion, and they felt a strange sense of detachment all over their bodies, as if their souls were about to be stripped out of their bodies and join the carnival together.
The light group no longer exudes a gentle light, but instead spreads a ferocious and dark atmosphere. They overlap one after another, red like blood, green like poisonous weeds, and purple like venom. They collide with each other crazily, making sharp and harsh sounds.
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The evil and crazy scenes seem to come from twisted dreams, and every scene is full of the atmosphere of death and pain.
All of Bologg's senses were infinitely amplified until they broke through the threshold, leaving only numbness. Freya's painful screams also became louder and louder, until, similar to Bologg, they suddenly stopped after reaching the peak of the limit.
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Return to deathly silence.
Tens of seconds later, Boluogo opened his eyes with difficulty. He didn't know whether he had just been unconscious or dead. He tried to stand up, but as soon as he had the thought of taking action, he could not stop the sound in his mind.
Severe pain.
As if his consciousness had been shattered and torn apart by countless sharp knives, he was instantly plunged into chaos and pain. The severe pain penetrated every cell like a thorn, making people feel as if they were in a hell of torture.
The senses of Boluogo's body were not immune. They sent messages of stimulation and pain. His vision briefly lost its light and color, leaving only the image of the lake and distorted pictures. His hearing was torn into harsh noises, which made people feel uncomfortable.
It was unbearable, the sense of smell was filled with a nauseating stench, making people feel suffocated, and the signals from touch were waves of tingling and numbness.
The organs also seemed to be in total failure. They were unable to function normally and no longer cooperated. The heart beat rapidly and irregularly, as if it was about to stop at any time. Breathing became shallow and difficult, as if it was being pinched by an invisible hand.
The muscles in his throat were weak and trembling, and it took a lot of effort for Boluogo to hold himself up.
At this moment, Boluogo could conclude that he had just lost consciousness briefly, and was not dead...it would be better to die and let the Axis of Time refresh its own state.
Boluogo coughed several times in pain, and then the cough turned into retching, and turbid liquid mixed with blood was vomited out.
"Flia?"
Boluogo called out. His eyesight had not yet recovered, and he could only see a lake of mold.
Freya didn't respond, but Boluogo could hear her gasping and sobbing. He blinked hard, and the scene of Mo Lake gradually became clearer.
The ruins in the void have been completely destroyed, and no matter how huge the buildings are, they have been turned into fine crushed debris. They are scattered in the space, flowing slowly and gracefully, forming a vast ocean, rolling and intertwined.
All the stairs have disappeared, leaving only a straight corridor floating in the sea of powder. Boluogo is now on this corridor. It is extremely wide, with tall columns lined up on both sides.
At the end is the huge group of light shining with infinite brilliance.
It is like the core of the void, burning slowly like a blazing sun.
Freya stood under the scorching sun, and the dazzling light cast a huge shadow behind her, shrouding Boluogo. Boluogo took a few steps forward, and Freya's face became clear.
It was also at this time that Boluogo suddenly stopped walking.
"Flia?"
Boluogo called out with vigilance.
At this time, Freya was wearing the same exquisite ceremonial clothes as the security staff, and her hair was spread out, floating gently and elegantly as if it had escaped gravity.
Freya lowered her head, and then slowly raised it up. It was a familiar yet unfamiliar face. For a moment, she seemed to be many years older. Her face became mature, without any emotion, and extremely cold.
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Bologg couldn't help but take a step back, and the moaning became clearer. Bologg looked along the sound, and he saw another Freya under the towering column.
She leaned against the column with her back, looking weak and pale. There were more and more cracks in her body, and the cracks in her lower body gradually expanded until they were completely broken.
At this moment, she was like a broken porcelain doll. Her left leg was gone. Pure, almost gelatinous ether flowed out of the broken cross-section. Her right arm was also weirdly bent, and it was also bloodless and fleshless.
There was a huge wound that almost severed her waist.
The broken one is the Freya that Boluogo is familiar with, but what about this complete one?
"She is Freya...you are Freya too."
The hazy light group squirmed violently, and more and more figures walked out of the light group. They were faceless security personnel. They strode forward. As they marched, their bodies began to change, becoming different in height.
, facial features also appeared on the blank face.
Boluogo felt as if he understood all this, and he couldn't help but murmured.
"Consciousness can be copied, and naturally it can be copied multiple times."
Countless familiar and unfamiliar faces appeared, some were young, some were old, some were just short girls, and some were already somewhat hunchbacked old men.