The surroundings are very dark and very white, both dull and dazzling, as if there is nothing, but also as if it contains thousands.
The green grass under the starry sky, the waves in front of the rocks, the carvings on the palace walls, the ruins in the deep sea... countless scenes flashed before my eyes.
His thinking stagnated slightly, and then slowly started to move.
He has been here.
Just like always, he forgot some things, but also remembered some things.
Forget about those minor, innocuous burdens.
Remember those magical, real and important existences.
But that's not the most important thing.
What matters is that he is here.
he.
As his thoughts turned, the end of the world, the power of nature, the heat of the sun, the undercurrents of the underground, the activity of life, the silence of death, everything was displayed before his eyes, without reservation.
Very comfortable and free.
It's like letting go of all the restraints, getting rid of all the shackles, and removing all the heaviness.
There is no gravity, no time, nothing else.
Nothing can limit his thoughts anymore.
Only he exists here, like a wild horse galloping freely, a bird flying freely in the sky, and a solitary fish swimming freely in the deep sea.
Wandering in the world.
omnipresent.
No scruples.
Until he himself becomes the whole world.
【world……】
A slight discomfort flashed through his heart.
But that wasn't important, just like all other unimportant things, he didn't care.
There was only one feeling that stayed with him tenaciously.
impulse.
not enough.
This impulse arose suddenly and was unstoppable.
not enough.
A slight impatience arose in his feelings.
Far from enough!
He wants more.
Want to know more, understand more, get more!
As this thought appeared, he began to rise.
It's amazing.
He is like the rising sun, rising to the endless sky with infinite light and heat.
Higher and higher.
faster and faster.
And what I see, hear, look at, and feel... becomes more and more.
faster and faster!
Until the edge of his senses, the endless deep space appeared.
Dark, silent, and desolate.
So beautiful, magical, indescribable, as if at the center of everything.
Let him be intoxicated.
But that wasn't what attracted him the most.
At that moment, he saw a fog in the deep sky. The fog was gray and hazy, and it was heavily obscured, but countless dazzling white lights penetrated it. The light flowed like water and shimmered slightly.
what is that?
As soon as he came up with this idea, the mist filled with white light moved slightly!
They seemed to be alive, spreading towards him.
strangeness.
He looked at the mist in the dark sky and felt the distance between them slowly shrinking.
Why...so kind?
It was like - he looked at the mist flowing towards him, and suddenly felt a faint excitement - like they were calling me.
he wants.
I want to pass through that layer of white light, enter that layer of fog, and discover what's inside.
When this thought came to him, his heart suddenly felt like thousands of ants scratching his heart, and he couldn't help but get closer to it, plunge into the darkness, enter the mist, and the burst of white light.
It seems like the biggest loot is there.
The magical feeling appeared again: as he got closer to the mist, his feelings about the world became clearer and his mind became firmer.
He lowered his vision and discovered that everything in front of him had settled from the sea to water droplets, from the forest to the leaf veins, from the earth to the soil, and from the perspective of life to existence.
He is ordering the world to appear in front of him again in a new way.
The deep space is getting closer and closer, and the fog is getting closer and closer.
And he... is getting... more and more... perfect?
He wanted to laugh, but found that laughter was far from summarizing his feelings. He also wanted to sigh, but he was no longer in the emotional rut. He still wanted to open his arms, but here, even the body was no longer important.
he wants.
want to!
Several eyes opened from behind the dark sky, casting their gazes on him who was anxiously walking on his way from afar.
But that's not important, is it?
At this moment, all he could see was the fog in the deep sky!
I just want to push it aside and enter it!
As for everything else, it no longer matters!
He is getting closer.
Deep space is becoming more and more real, and the fog is becoming more and more intimate.
He believed that there was only a short distance between them!
Get it, discover it, and you can become more...perfect.
It's so close, so close.
Ha ha.
He should have come a long time ago, right?
Why did you wait so long?
He should have been here long ago, entered that dark space, cleared the fog of light, and faced a better version of himself.
A stronger, higher, more versatile, and more perfect self!
He was about to reach the deep space, and the eyes in the darkness became more and more fierce, but he didn't care!
At that moment, long-lost madness and joy, impulse and pleasure surged up at the same time.
As if his once scattered and confused thoughts had found their center, his speed towards the deep space continued to increase.
It was as if his wishes were constantly being fulfilled, and he was approaching the ultimate step he expected step by step.
It was as if the reason why he appeared here and wasted his time was just for this moment!
He has experienced this magic, hasn't he?
Not so long ago.
That irresistible state, that overriding power, it’s like he is the god of the world, the master of all things in the universe, the supreme—
[God...]
Suddenly, a strange yet familiar male voice sounded from the bottom of my heart.
Elegant, contented and relaxed.
But it was like a basin of chilling cold water, pouring all over his body!
His progress slowed down slightly.
The deep sky and mist that we had already determined to achieve seemed to be in the palm of our hands, and they seemed to drift away in an instant. From being so close, they became so far away again.
No, don't.
A disappointed lament came from the bottom of his heart.
Don't stop.
Don't stop.
He really... still wants...
If he had arms, he would definitely try his best to stretch out into the mist in the deep sky.
【What are gods...】
The male voice sounded again.
It's like a ghost whispering, looming, sometimes disappearing.
He was slightly stunned while trying his best to "reach out".
Wha...what?
He suddenly panicked.
And the fact that this panic came from nowhere made him even more confused.
【world……】
Once again, that elegant male voice sounded faintly, like mumbling to himself.
【What is the world...】
At that moment, he seemed to have been hit hard!
His vision trembled violently, and his senses were all shattered. The scene that once flashed rapidly in front of him, and the omnipotence that knew everything, suddenly disappeared from consciousness!
Even the dark sky far away has become blurry.
Following his strange appearance, shot out from the deep sky, the eyes cast on him revealed a sense of doubt.
Just like his doubts.
what is that?
Doubts, confusions, confusions, familiar dissonances and incongruities, confusion and fear of losing everything suddenly hit my mind.
gods.
dominate.
world.
All things.
More and more words invaded his mind, flashing back and forth.
What's this……
He was very distressed and uncomfortable.
Sound a little familiar?
until--
【When you think of gods, what is the first thing that comes to mind?】
It was that male voice, and it sounded very clearly again. To him, it sounded like thunder in a quiet night!
At that moment, his unrestrained thoughts were suddenly thwarted!
Ahhh!
If he had a voice, he would be screaming.
What are gods?
he does not know.
But there was already another voice deep in his heart, silently answering for him.
[Existences that are incompatible with us and far away from us.]
The voice was slightly rough and dry, like a duck's voice, with a hint of impatience, like an immature teenager.
Between the inexplicable questions and answers, he suddenly felt flustered.
No, that's not the case!
The gods, the gods he expected, the gods this state told him, are obviously...obviously...
[A benevolent creator? Um, or an omniscient and omnipotent cold one? Haha, it’s okay, I just think... Well, the Sunset Goddess looks quite cold, but the bright moon is...]
[The puppeteer is observing silently in the dark? By the way, I want to ask, do all magicians like you to peep... Ahem, I mean observing in secret...]
[Maybe they are advanced creatures from another world? Well, Asheida, are you sure you were born by a local human? I mean, your mother might have encountered a flying saucer while going for a walk one day, and then there was someone like you on the flying saucer.
Handsome and unrestrained...Ah ah ah, teacher, I was wrong... Uh, air, air, I need air...]
[The meaning of Haoyue Sacrifice seems to be that the goddess sometimes responds to the prayers of mortals, and sometimes not, so I am wondering if the gods are a group of experimenters? They wear white coats and cultivate samples like us in boxes, and then they
Horrible conspiracies such as "What to eat for lunch today" are being discussed outside the box...】
That annoying, ignorant, and self-righteous drake is making his voice sound more and more frequently.
Gods...
What is it?
He trembled slightly and suddenly discovered with horror:
he does not know.
This discovery was like a horse that stumbled, causing him to fall from the edge of the cliff into an abyss.
The Q&A is not over yet.
【What is the world to you?】
…
The sounds in my ears are getting louder, more numerous, and more mixed, and the back-and-forth between that elegant male voice and the one with the disgusting drake voice is becoming more frequent.
But something was very wrong with him.
At that moment, he felt like he had suddenly boarded a carriage that was speeding up rapidly, climbed up into the clouds that were dispersing out of control, and sat on a small boat that was floating with the torrent!
And he suddenly discovered that he could no longer control the direction of progress and felt the achievement of controlling everything and the world.
The dark sky in front of me is getting farther and farther, and the fog disappears.
He is falling.
He discovered this to his dismay.
Just like he was rising like the rising sun before, now he is plummeting thousands of miles like an avalanche due to the irreversible trend!
He was powerless to stop it, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
I can only look up in despair.
Looking at the deep dark space filled with endless secrets just a stone's throw away from him, looking at the alluring mist and wonderful white light that were once within reach...
Gone no more.
Damn it, that damn drake voice is still chattering...
[World? Haha, maybe everything in the world really has its own power, but they must be ignorant, neither cold nor hot... The heaven and the earth are not benevolent, matter is matter, objectivity is objectivity...]
【But I suddenly realized...】
[The world we live in, the world we understand... it is not a cold material, nor a gloomy objectivity, it is a picture intertwined with our cognition and the reflection of the outside world... From this perspective, it must have
Color and temperature.】
【It will be meaningful to us.】
Ah, it feels so uncomfortable...
That drake voice...why doesn't he die soon!
[I see the world, but I don’t know how far what I see is from the “fact”—if there really is an objective world there…]
[In other words, the world I see exists because of me... Hey, Asheida? Mr. Sarkon? What's wrong with you? You are a teacher, do magicians also get distracted? Eat when it rains
A beautiful woman passed by... Come back to your senses. Hey! Ah, don't, don't, I didn't mean it... Well, breathe... give me... air...]
As he fell, the eyes that were originally locked on him slowly changed.
No longer harsh, no longer doubtful.
Instead, he exuded rage.
Seems to be extremely dissatisfied with something.
He continued to fall, like falling straight from a high altitude.
Weightlessness, dizziness, panic, and suffocation all struck in an instant.
Just like when he and Black Sword once fell high from the cliff in the sky of Longxiao City.
etc?
He was shocked.
Who is Black Sword?
Where is Longxiao City?
Why...why do I know?
I……
Who am I?
I……
I am……
The next moment, Thales suddenly woke up from his strange world!
It was as if a small hole for breathing had been drilled through the deep cold ice.
Let him breathe heavily.
but……
Thales looked around subconsciously.
Where am I?
But what he could see, up, down, left and right, was only a blurry scene, as if hidden behind a thick curtain of water.
From the corner of my eye, there seemed to be light flowing and secrets hidden deep inside. But when I looked up, I couldn't see anything. Everything was completely silent.
Where was I...?
he asked himself confusedly.
But he couldn't remember.
But Tails was still falling - that was all he felt.
The speed is getting faster and faster.
what to do……
His heartbeat rate increased sharply, and the fear and confusion that had once faded came one after another.
What happened...
Thales was getting more and more panicked.
He doesn't know where he is.
Don't know how I got here.
Don't even know what I'm doing.
He was like an amnesiac patient who woke up in a strange bed in the hospital with pain all over his body.
Damn it...what is a hospital?
The surrounding scene was still blurry.
He was confused.
Just like how he felt when he was walking alone in the desert during the difficult journey.
etc.
Thales shook his head desperately.
Desert?
Then...where?
At this moment, Thales felt a chill on his forehead!
Inches of silvery light, like fluorescent light, overflowed from his body.
There was a slight tinnitus in his ears, followed by a soft murmur that was almost inaudible.
【forever……】
【Never get lost.】
Thales is so inspired!
This is……
The moment he heard this strange murmur, his downward momentum stopped!
It seems to be hovering in mid-air.
Thales was so shocked that his mind froze for a moment.
But soon, the silvery glow spread out like starlight, flashing a ray of light in the vague mid-air, leading into the distance.
Like a road.
Thales stared blankly at the road made of light. Although he was still confused and even had memory loss, he knew secretly:
This is the right way.
How do I get there?
As soon as this idea came up, Thales was shocked!
At that moment, he seemed to have returned to the Shadow Path, and the blurred vision in front of him slowly faded away (Damn it, what is the Shadow Path? Why do I feel so familiar and so... anxious when I think of it?)
, turn white.
No, it’s not that the outside world has turned white.
Instead, a white light occupied his field of vision!
Thales thought blankly.
This strange white light seeped out from his body, carrying Thales to fly towards the road made of silver light, shuttling through the blurry air.
Thales opened his eyes wide - he suddenly remembered that he seemed to be unable to see his own body - and felt that his brain could no longer handle the strange scene at hand.
As he was held up by the strange white light and slowly advanced along the silver glow, his head felt a dull pain.
Until the silver glow and white light disappeared together, Thales finally stopped in the same blurry and quiet colorless void, neither up nor down, nor forward nor backward.
Thales felt bitter in his heart.
What exactly is here...
"This is the critical point of the first threshold," an indifferent voice suddenly appeared: "One step forward is to knock on the door and enter the original state."
"If you take one step backward, you will fall back to the real body."
Thales was shocked!
He quickly turned his eyes and discovered the source of the sound.
It was a human figure.
A strange figure that is also blurry, lightless and colorless, and can only be distinguished from this strange space at its edges.
He was like a statue, standing silently behind him, motionless.
Like...
Like a mosaic?
Thales' brain felt pain again!
What is a mosaic? Damn it...
But the figure with an indifferent voice spoke again:
"From ancient times to the present, very few magic masters can stay here," he said lightly:
"Those who arrive here are like sailing against the current, or following the magic energy to pursue the threshold name, going straight to the original state and knocking on the door, or suddenly descending the threshold to leave the critical point and return to the entity."
Thales was stunned.
Magician...
These……
Speaking of this, the blurry figure took on a hint of seriousness, and Thales felt inexplicably that he seemed to be silently observing him behind the hazy curtain:
"Until you show up, kid."
Thales stared at him confusedly, not knowing why.
"What?"
He was like a stupid child, staring blankly at the figure in front of him.
The figure paused for a moment, seeming to observe him carefully.
"It can be seen that Aixida taught you well," he said in the same indifferent voice:
"He gives you everything you need, and protects you just right, pulling you back from the edge of hastily knocking on the door, so that you don't lose yourself and get stuck in it without being able to extricate yourself."
Aishida?
Thales felt a throbbing, and a cocoon seemed to be slowly breaking in his heart.
Air Magician, Ashida Sarkon.
He suddenly realized that his memory was slowly coming back.
"Who are you?"
Thales looked around and saw nothing in sight. It seemed to be stationary or a blurry void filled with light. He subconsciously blurted out: "Are you a magician?"
"What is your threshold name?"
"Which faction do you belong to? Radicals? Moderates? Confused? Two Emperors?"
The figure did not answer directly, but paused slightly.
As if thinking about something.
"Very good, Aixida taught you a lot, and it's very realistic." After a while, the figure spoke silently:
"Although it's the first time, as far as the guide is concerned."
"He's quite competent."
Guide.
Thales' attention gradually focused and he retrieved more and more memories.
I was just...in a dark underground...a cell...
A sense of anxiety slowly rose.
"You, you know Asheida?" Thales gritted his teeth while holding back his headache.
The figure was silent for a while, then nodded slightly, seeming to feel something.
"He could have become a good teacher. Aixida was originally the most promising and talented mage apprentice, and she studied with the most famous Master Golgory." The figure shook his head slowly, and his words were neither fast nor slow, neither high nor high.
Low:
"His achievements are not inferior to those of many formal mages. If Aixida continues, he may one day become a master...the Tower of Soul will also be proud of him."
"But it's a pity..."
He didn't say any more.
Thales frowned hard and couldn't listen to anything. The inexplicable anxiety kept tormenting him.
It's as if...he had something important to do and forgot to do it.
But what exactly is that?
"So who are you? What's wrong with me?" Thales suppressed his anxiety, but his tone gradually became rude.
At this moment.
Boom.
dull sound.
Thales seemed to realize something and hurriedly raised his head, but still could only see a blur of void.
Coincidentally, the strange figure also raised his head at this time.
"You feel it too?"
The figure looked into the distance: "The moment you knocked on the door, you fell back and disappeared, making their wishes come true."
He paused for a second, his eyes dropped from the horizon, as if he was sighing helplessly: