The majestic memory information was like a raging river that had been deposited for countless thousands of years. Once the dam collapsed and was released, it swept away all of Mycenir's thinking and cognition in an instant.
In this torrent of information like a storm, he felt as if time was completely out of order.
The majestic "future" that has never arrived actually pounces from the "distant" unknown land piece by piece, wrapping it tightly and submerging it.
Along with the "unfamiliar" future that comes with the violent attack, Mycenir controls the young body of the Jiashan whale whose life and soul are tightly controlled by the witchcraft array, and gallops endlessly in the bizarre sea.
in tributaries.
It was said that he was galloping, but in this colorful river of light that seemed to be much wider than the entire world of Anzel, he was more drifting with the current.
Just go with the flow without any room for resistance.
As this Yuyuan River continues to cross layers of illusion and reality, it continues to break through layers of dimensions and time and space.
In this endless leap and breakthrough, endless blazing light rolls across the vast and endless tributaries of the sea at every moment, turning Mycenir and the Jiushan Whale into giants.
It is huge yet infinitely small.
Both big and small, both clear and vague.
This is an experience that is almost soul-destroying, and this experience completely exceeds Myceniel's tolerance limit.
As a result, his perception and consciousness fell into a terrible collapse and fragmentation.
This breakdown of perception also makes Mycenir's memories of endless wandering in the sea suddenly become absurd and chaotic.
During his endless wandering, he had vaguely seen other Jiushan whales, other larger and older ones, more than one, wandering around the river area where he was from nowhere.
These giant beasts may have roamed from other distant void areas through other tributaries of the Manhai, or they may have accidentally fallen through the barrier between the two worlds from other huge evil worlds.
Myceniel, whose thoughts and consciousness were almost submerged by boundless chaos, was completely unable to discern all of this.
He only knew that time seemed to have passed for a long time, so long that he had spent thousands of periods of his life in such a blank and empty manner, and even every bit of his relationship with Beverly was torn to pieces and swallowed up one by one.
Even the deep-seated hatred towards the Blood Sea Sun has almost been forgotten by Mo Hu.
Time seemed to just pass by for a moment.
It was so short that I forgot nothing.
It was so short that in the blink of an eye, everything and everything suddenly came into view.
"Where am I? Who am I?"
Like a man of broken glass, Mycenae lay blankly on the vast back of the Liquor Mountain Whale.
He looked at the mixed colors above and said dumbly, "I am... Mycenir, I am in the tributary of Manhai, Beverly..."
"Where's Beverly?!" Mycenier stood up suddenly and looked around anxiously, but he only saw the vast dark land, which was the back of the Jiushan Whale.
"Beverly... who is it?" He suddenly shook his head wildly, "I can't remember, I can't remember, I can't remember!"
"The day of the blood sea!" Mycenir suddenly raised his head nervously, his translucent face covered with dozens of cracks extremely ferocious, "I want to kill you! I want revenge!"
Sudden!
boom!
A majestic force coming from an unknown direction accurately hit another mature Shikiyama whale that was tens of thousands of miles away from this area.
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, a tsunami of energy surged forward, rolling up waves of light that covered the surrounding vast sea of light, exploding a star-like hole inside this tributary of the sea.
The huge Shibama whale that was attacked immediately "leaked" out of the hole.
During this period, Mycenir was stunned to see that there was boundless darkness outside the hollow, with only a thousand-meter-tall crystal giant standing quietly.
From its body, he smelled a terrifying aura that seemed to be many times deeper and larger than the entire world of Anzel.
This attack force is also so powerful
So far away from a large area of the Guanghe River, it can send the young Jiushan whale that he stood firmly on to fly for countless thousands of miles.
When the whale's body was severely injured and the blood spurted out, Myceniel was forced to stay away from the group of whales that suddenly dispersed, and rolled and flew towards another tributary where he did not know where it was.
From then on, the flow of time became even faster.
The seriously injured and dying young Jiashan whale had been separated from him and was missing.
Mycenir in Lake Sanzhimo was suddenly thrown towards a blue spherical continent in the vast evil world by the surging waves in the sea.
A narrow continent with a diameter of just over 10,000 kilometers.
Falling from the sky, straight to the earth.
Concentrate your mind and solidify your soul, seize your body and return to life.
Although he survived, the ether here was so low, almost nonexistent, that after Mycenir canceled "Zero Movement" and returned to normal state, and activated "Swamp Mystery", he was still affected by the poor external environment.
, was forced to sleep for centuries.
When he woke up, he was severely affected by the anomaly and his temperament had changed drastically.
At the same time, his strength also fell to the bottom, not even the wizard apprentice.
But Myceniel was not afraid of this.
Since you are at the bottom of the valley, no matter how you go, you are always going up.
On the relatively ancient continent of Europa, the demon-like Mycenaeron officially began his life journey as the King of Wizards.
Hiding behind the world, making countless arrangements.
Just to find his original strength, and even go one step further, step on the shining moon and the shining sun.
Finally one day……
With the emergence of "the future", the situation around Myceniel is also changing crazily.
In the snow-covered Pipano Castle, like fate, he opened the Eye of Atropos and looked into the distance.
He looked towards the distant place where his soul blood descendant, Monroe Holmes, died.
"here……"
Mycenir stared blankly at the dark bunker around him, feeling a strong sense of dissonance and déjà vu.
He can clearly predict what will happen next.
He will activate his spiritual perception and travel across half the planet to that distant place, the depths of the ocean.
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The result is failure.
The spiritual tentacles were cut off.
Then, he drove the witchcraft castle to escape from the real world and hide in the depths of the spiritual world.
At the same time, it links one billion sentient beings across Europe and forcibly shares their vitality and soul power, thereby eroding the continent's regional star "will".
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Just like Sadako, she emerged from her nihilistic vision of witchcraft, looking down at him from a high position with an indifferent expression.
"I'm sorry, you are indeed dead. You only exist because I need to find some valuable "things" in your memory.
Now that I have read them all, there is no need for you to continue to exist."
"You...you...what do you mean?!"
Mycenir looked at the other party tremblingly, feeling an extremely terrifying premonition in his heart.
An unbelievably terrifying premonition.
"Don't understand? Then I'll say it again."
With a gentle smile, Mu Cang looked at Mycenir's pale face and said softly, "In fact, everything you feel, all your love and all your hatred, all your hesitations and all your expectations, these hundreds of years
After hundreds of years of growing up, everything is fake.
Your seemingly colorful and magnificent life is just a false world that I carefully created based on your long-gone memory."
"Uh...uh..."
Mycenir was trembling all over, his face covered with extreme despair, "I...I...am..."
Mu Cang's smile became gentler: "There is no "I", not even you have the concept of "I".
Because your body and your soul have long since perished and nothing remains.
You died completely a long time ago, for a long, long time.
Even your current perception and current self-understanding are fake, just "fakes" that I simulated and deduced using your memory.
You, Mycenae, never existed at all."
"call--"
After listening to these words, Mycenier seemed to have breathed his last breath, and said with a feeble smile, "Hahaha, I don't exist, and Beverly doesn't exist either. My love and hate... have never existed.
existed.
Hahahaha, it turns out that I am just the memory of a deceased person named "Mycenir".
I'm just a memory! Everything is fake..."
With endless despair in his eyes, his body suddenly disintegrated and turned into a continuous scattering of light, disappearing in an instant.
At the same time, the world of Fang Yijing suddenly condensed, shrinking endlessly until it became a small dot of light that seemed both virtual and real.
As long as this small dot is placed into the hole on the back of the Jiushan Whale, you can quickly travel to the world of Anzel in the fantasy realm.
Wow——
Mu Cang reappeared in the boundless intelligent universe.
After reading through Mycenae's life and trying his best to simulate a complete world composed purely of information, he used the various important messages that oozed out of this world of memories, including his long-standing interest in the wine mountain whale.
Various studies on the "power of shuttle", as well as the ability of "Confused Light and Shadow" to summon tributaries of the Manhai, were combined to deduce a true method of crossing the world.
This method was named "The Bridge of Longing" by Mu Cang.
The principle of this method is very strange, and it is completely different from the skills and techniques in which the various essences of the real universe operate with basic forces.
It needs to simulate and condense an illusory groove in the vast sea of mind by using the principles of Jiushan Whale to explore, find, locate, and travel through many secret realms and worlds.
After that, I felt the "longing" of this groove for the various secret realms and even the world in the fantasy realm.
Imagine and solidify this "desire" as a bridge with no other end visible.
The groove is the foundation of the bridge, and the bridge is the embodiment of the longing for the other world deep in one's body and soul.
After the magic door is in operation, you can follow the bridge and use the memory scene recorded in the groove as the "coordinates", and at the same time consume the illusory crystal to summon the tributaries of the Manhai to leave reality and fall into the spirit world, using the power of the Manhai to travel through time and space, all the way
Leading to the secret realm or world corresponding to the coordinates.
In addition to the world-traveling method, Mu Cang also used the many wizard achievement methods that appeared in the memory scene, as well as the many "belief aggregation methods", especially the many methods passed down to Mycenir by the god of magic as evidence, and deduced the creation of
A set of methods suitable for practicing and making continuous progress in the fantasy realm - "Moli Zhitian".
Ma Li Zhitian is also known as the Mother of Light Buddha and the Mother of Light Bhagavan. In her previous life on earth, she was a goddess who spanned the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, as well as East Asia, Central Asia, South Asia, and Southeast Asia.
But Mu Cang's name has another meaning.
In more ancient legends, this goddess seems to be closely related to the hatred of all living beings.
In a sense, it can be regarded as a god of hatred for all living beings.
The fantasy realm technique created by Mu Cang is related to hatred.
In the Anzel world, as well as other more fantasy worlds, many high-ranking beings use the faith of all sentient beings as their cultivation qualifications.
Therefore, Huiyue, Yaoyang, false gods, and even the ancient, ancient, and ancient mythologists all want to create sects, establish kingdoms, and open up huge worlds to "load" hundreds of millions of sentient beings, and then harvest immeasurable amounts.
Keep making progress and becoming stronger with faith.
But the Mori support method is completely different.
It does not use the beliefs of sentient beings as the basis for cultivation, but uses the hatred of sentient beings to practice.
What is hatred?
If greed is the insatiable pursuit and psychological desire to possess due to the preference for things.
Then hatred is the resentment and angry psychology and emotions caused by the disgust of all living beings towards everything.
It is said that when a thought of anger arises, millions of obstacles will open.
All the troubles and confusions in the world will lead to anger.
At a certain moment, the disgust someone feels towards something or something is hatred.
At a certain moment, someone undertakes a certain task diligently from beginning to end, but the faint fatigue and irritability that arises is also anger.
Short anger and long anger are all anger.
Anger is the wave of the heart, the evil thoughts that burst out after the heart is caught, entangled, and involved in an unpleasant situation.
As long as the mortal world in the universe is not extinguished and all living beings in the universe are not extinguished, hatred will never be extinguished.
Because all those who have wisdom have "self-grasping".
Anyone who has "self-grasping" will also produce anger.
Anger will never end.
And all of these will become the source of power for practitioners of the Mori Zhi Tian Dharma, helping them to grow and progress explosively, making almost endless progress.
Until it becomes...the karma of all sentient beings.
"However, this fantasy realm formed by the imagination of countless sentient beings in infinite three-dimensional time and space seems..."
In the boundless sea of stars, Mu Cang, who was like a cosmic giant, after devouring another starry sky, paused and muttered, "This fantasy realm... seems unable to bear my existence.
In other words, as a true fourth-dimensional being... I cannot enter the fantasy realm smoothly."
After thinking for a long time, Mu Cang smiled softly: "Forget it, just separate a ray of spiritual thought into the fantasy realm, use the hatred of endless sentient beings as the source, and see how far it can grow."
