Accompanied by something similar to the snowflake-like "flower screen" that appears when the signal of old TV sets is poor, the phantom of the "dark sky-reaching giant pillar" once again appeared in front of Sherlock's eyes. This "phantom" in real time, everything within his sight range
, no matter the buildings, vehicles or pedestrians, they are all distorted, and the direction of the distortion is covered with dark sludge, with strange changes in shape and the growth of extra eyes.
host.
Except for Kelly.
She didn't even pause or hesitate in response to the sudden environmental change, and still maintained her original pace and posture. On the contrary, it was the strange environment around her that became panicked.
To put it simply, within a space with a radius of about three meters with Clee as the center, all things that are dark in color, distorted in shape, or have many eyes are trying their best to pretend that everything is normal.
For example, the "ground" that was originally boiling and rolling like pitch-black mud quickly solidified and took shape when Clee approached. Only the color could not change back. The railings, green belts and even the relief patterns on the ground were all revealed.
For another example, the bracket turned into a smooth tentacle, turning the three big red, yellow and blue eyes to look left and right at the "traffic light". When Clee passed by, the tentacles immediately became straight, and the three eyes began to open and close in order.
As for other pedestrians, vehicles, etc. that change form, she is afraid of avoiding them. If they are too close to avoid, she will forcibly eliminate their special characteristics and pretend that she is just taking a walk or parking illegally.
Although this situation seems very strange, they are not "hallucinations", because both "Occlumency" and "Blind Fish Eating Technique" are steadily performing their duties.
In other words, this world where everything is distorted is "real" in a sense.
"Kelly, you-"
"I can see that you are not crazy." Kelly replied concisely.
"..." I always felt that she seemed to have misunderstood something. Ever since Sherlock asked her to decisively kill him when he went crazy and was rejected - maybe -, every time he spoke to her, she would always emphasize "You
Not crazy yet”
.
Because "time travel doesn't exist", she thinks it's a "sacrifice" rather than a "restart"?
Or, the people killed by the real "Black Lantern" will have some characteristics that she cannot realize - or vice versa.
"What you see is the picture of the 'virtual dimension' penetrating into reality," Klee further explained: "It is also the manifestation of the distorted desires in human hearts."
"I'm not sure... the courses on 'spiritual interference' in 'Hogwarts' are all abstract and difficult to understand." After all, seven out of ten cases ended with the case himself being imprisoned in Azkaban. If you dare to explain it in detail,
Still okay?
"The 'Instrument of Desire' uses twisted desires to shape the avatar and tries to pull it into reality," Kelly said in a different way: "Ordinary humans can see this scene, you are not crazy."
No need to stress that he is not crazy yet...
Can ordinary people still go crazy after seeing this?
Are there any ordinary humans on this street?
Zizi—— After "Huaping" again, Sherlock and Kelly "returned" from the twisted world to reality, and found that Tokyo Tower, which was still some distance before, was already close at hand, even those posters and the themes under construction around it
Watch it in the paradise too
It's crystal clear.
"That's the channel of penetration," Kelly looked at the huge poster hanging on Tokyo Tower. "So, the virtual dimension... is based on things that 'do not exist in reality, but exist in human cognition'
What dimension does it constitute?" Sherlock, who has visited many other dimensions, concluded: "Its power can be through comics,
Animation, games, figurines, theme parks, and other forms of "creating things that don't exist" are projected into reality, and are used as springboards to penetrate reality because they meet the definition of "instruments of desire"?"
To put it this way, it is a miracle that Akihabara can exist to this day.
"The street before," Kelly thought for a moment: "There are too many 'types'." Understood, Sherlock nodded. For example, Akihabara is a sixteen-lane main road, but it is blocked by hundreds of people.
Thousands of cars are moving at a crawling speed. Unless someone has enough "tonnage" to move all the cars blocking the road along the way,
Otherwise, the traffic efficiency must be much lower than that of Tokyo Tower Theme Park, which has only two lanes but only needs to pass one car.
"And here," Klee added, "some of the content related to this comic actually exists in reality."
Isn't that of course? After all, there is "Atlantis" and "Lord of the Ocean Dimension", and the relationship between the real dimension and it must be much closer than that of other comics.
"So, next..." Sherlock looked away from the large poster titled "Robin Crusoe".
"Get rid of all the power that has penetrated." Kelly put her hand on the hilt of the sword that appeared at her waist and looked around.
Of course, Sherlock had no doubt that she could do this, but the question was, why hadn't he gone crazy yet? After "retrospection" or "prophecy", he couldn't find an opportunity at all that would make things develop in that direction, and he had no idea.
Change, but since there has been no change, it is very likely that I will encounter some special event or face the evil of subspace.
God, therefore fell into complete madness, and then was killed by Klee.
"——[Who is the boss?]"
Sherlock was staring at Kelly, but familiar frivolous words came to his ears.
"--【I am the boss.】"
boom!
With the sound of an illusory gunshot, the environment around Sherlock suddenly changed again. Compared with the previous small game of "the road leading to Tokyo Tower twisted and mutated", this time he actually came to Tokyo Tower.
In other words, the root of the huge black pillar that is covered with eyeballs and reaches the sky, and dozens of people nearby
Hundreds of huge eyeballs instantly cast their gaze over.
Although he didn't go crazy, being stared at all the time still sent a chill down his spine.
The more serious problem is...Kelly did not show up this time.
This pillar obviously has no ability to deal with her. It is already the limit for it to be able to affect her alone under her eyes.
Could it be that he would soon be stared at by these eyeballs and then want to protect this broken pillar?
No, it's too ugly.
So the top priority now is -
Gulu, Gulu——
Sherlock was thinking quickly, and a ball of pitch-black mud "flowed" like tears from the weird eyeball closest to the pillar. It slowly gathered into something approximately human-shaped, and tried to speak:
"【Why--】"
Sherlock suddenly raised his hand and touched the back of his left hand: "In the name of the Command Seal, Pretender, come to me immediately!"
A bright red "Command Seal" instantly appeared on the skin of the back of the hand, and then, one of the strokes became dim as if being erased by an eraser, and then disappeared.
The next second, a bunch of golden light spots appeared out of thin air in front of Sherlock, and then quickly gathered into shape, turning into the "bat" he had seen many times on the Galaxy Train, with black hair, black eyes, slovenly appearance, gray clothes and black cape.
"Xia".
"Uh-" Batman, who was maintaining his firearm, exhaled and looked up at Sherlock: "The timing was not bad."
"[So strict——]"
Bang! Batman raised his hand and shot the "head" of the pitch-black figure who was trying to complete his words.
Theoretically, this monster shouldn't have any vital points in the conventional sense, but it still disintegrated and black mud spread all over the floor.
Gulu, Gulu...
More black mud flowed out from the eyes on the pillar, converging into a human shape while trying to speak:
"[Why——]" Bang!
"[So——]" Bang!
"[——serious?]" Bang bang!
Batman walked among the turbulent black mud, alternating the two guns in his hands, and easily and casually blasted each lump of black mud just as it condensed its "head" and tried to make a sound.
"[This,]" "[Everything,]" "[It's all in,]" "[Plan,]" "[Within.]"
Bang bang bang bang bang——
Even so, new black mud is still emerging and shaping all around, as if it is planning to trade its head with Batman's bullets.
"Well..." Sherlock held his right elbow with his left hand and his chin with his right hand: "Do you need me to play some BGM?"
