Chapter Seventy-Three: A Dream (2)

As his self-consciousness continued to expand, Hugo's consciousness began to expand like an expanding universe, and everything in his mind was empty.

This feeling of enlightenment and sanctification made Hugo feel very strange, and without the guidance of others, Hugo alone felt the consciousness space of Tritogleia's stone inscription, which made him feel and touch another world of consciousness.

At this time, Hugo is like a misguided immortal cultivator, who has occasionally had an epiphany in this tribulatory environment, although he still doesn't know what kind of improvement will be made in the future, but this momentum is obviously beneficial and harmless.

At the moment when Hugo was happy about this, suddenly Hugo's mind and consciousness were shaken like a shock.

This kind of shock is not out of danger, but more like the shock effect produced by the consciousness body after breaking through the bottleneck of a certain realm. Hugo's first reaction to this was that he found the "life" sleeping in the space, but soon Hugo found that he did not feel any "breath of life", but his consciousness seemed to be affected in some way, and the originally dark world of consciousness began to gradually become clearer.

The darkness became brighter and brighter, and finally Hugo's consciousness space changed from a previous darkness to a light.

Hugo only felt that his mind body was wrapped in this light, but there was no other feeling, warmth, hope, whatever was not there.

After a flash of extreme light, the whiteness began to fade, and the void seemed to be like a paintbrush, and the gentle brushstrokes painted it with a vibrant light.

What surprised Hugo even more was that there was a sudden sensation of cold water at his feet, and Hugo looked down to "look".

Suddenly, a pale blue lake sprouted from Hugo's feet.

The pale blue color began to spread rapidly like a dye dripping into water, but its color did not fade away.

Soon, an endless lake appeared in the incomparably bright world, and several breezes were born in the faint void, blowing ripples on the calm surface of the lake, and the water ripples flowed slowly, and the ripples hit to make a refreshing sound of water.

At this time, Hugo sent his body to materialize into reality again, although this is still not his real body, but it is not much different except for the difference in organic composition, because even as a conscious spirit, Hugo can feel all the sensations in the space, comfort, gentleness, and even sudden pain.

The changes in the surrounding space have begun to gradually stop, as if they are in a state of stabilization.

Hugo looked around, but saw the blue sky and clear water, completely like a paradise on earth, but this paradise really looks very weird, not to mention that it is very similar to the previous appearance, but to say that this world that makes people unable to discern the sense of direction gives people the feeling of ghosts hitting the wall, which is quite creepy.

Hugo took a tentative step forward, and when the bare soles of his feet stepped on the water, the waves of water continued to spread out, and the snow-white ripples born were like lines that could not be traced by the hands of the saints.

Hugo gasped at this, although the surrounding scenery had not yet released its hostility towards him, this ethereal and illusory world always made him feel uneasy in his heart.

Just when Hugo was puzzled and surprised, a small whirlpool suddenly appeared on the water about ten meters in front of Hugo.

Although this whirlpool is small, it is also very conspicuous when it appears on the smooth water surface like a mirror, as if a little ink has appeared on the large white rice paper.

And the ink also spread in a way that kept getting bigger, and finally it became the size of a wellhead. The calm surface of the water is completely affected by this whirlpool, and the curve of the current created by the whirlpool is drawn from the inside out, stretching towards the already endless waterline.

Hugo stared intently at the whirlpool, not caring if there was any danger at the time, believing that it did not have its own structural limits like the consciousness space created by Sayuri, and that even if it did, it would definitely last for a long time. Ten years ago, the catastrophe of the destruction of the Tritocleia Stone Monument did not completely destroy the internal space, so how could he be so unfortunate to encounter the collapse of the space.

Hugo proved himself right again, and after the whirlpool had lasted for some time, a column of water as thick as a baby's arm rose from the center of the whirlpool, and it grew like a young sapling growing in the whirlpool, growing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and soon it reached nearly a man's height.

Then the water column stopped, and after a moment of silence, the thickness of the water column began to be serious, and layers of water splashed down from the column wall, but it did not completely fall back into the whirlpool, but floated around the water column, which really looked like a "water tree" growing luxuriantly.

The shape of the "water tree" began to change rapidly, and some branches and leaves began to extend out, and beautiful clear water flowers bloomed on the branches.

But the flower faded more quickly than an epiphany, and after a flash of beauty, the petals broke apart into tiny particles of water.

But when the petals disappeared, one of the branches remained, and when Hugo looked closely, he found that the shape of the branch was very familiar, and when he recognized it, he found that it was actually the shape of a human hand.

Soon, just when Hugo realized this, the "bark" of the "water tree" began to fall off, the dense branches began to close, and the root tribe began to thin and differentiate. ”

The woman made of water was so translucent that she could see behind her through her completely transparent body, so beautiful that even the most skilled crystal craftsman could make it.

Just when Hugo lamented for the "Daughter of Water", it changed again.

The Water Maiden's body suddenly began to become "cloudy", but this "cloudiness" was not caused by pollution, but by something resembling the color of life.

Hugo realized that what he was seeing was the sleeping life contained in the stone inscription of Tritoglaia, and what he had just seen was only the process of its awakening.

Just when Hugo was rejoicing about it, the most surprising thing happened to him.

The Daughter of Water with the color of life is like a living person with flesh and skin, and her appearance begins to appear, but the appearance of "this person" makes Hugo feel extremely familiar, and as it continues to evolve and change, finally a thunderbolt explodes in Hugo's mind.

The woman of water in front of him is not a stranger, but the woman who gave him rebirth, hope, name, hatred - the real Hugo.