Throwing one's tiny soul into the torrent of consciousness of the hero is inevitable

This is the second time I've done this, and both times I've taken the initiative

The slight regret in my heart was naturally discarded after jumping into the Yan River

Ori is not a person who likes to regret, and regret does not play any role. Rather than regretting such meaningless feelings, Ori prefers to remember the mistake to avoid repeating it next time

The pain, the pain of the soul being torn apart

Memories of heroes scorched like hot lava and poured in from all directions. Consciousness is gradually tampered with and replaced. From the memory of ordinary people to the memory of heroes

Ori opened his eyes to see the inside of the lava poison river. If this were the case, I am afraid that my eyes would be burned by the pouring magma in an instant. But this is not a real lava river, just a twisted gesture of heroic consciousness. Everything is an illusion

The internal situation of Yanhe was completely beyond her expectations. The entrance is an endless stream of red light, surrounded by these streams of light, as if the whole person is immersed in this sea of red light, becoming a swimming fish growing in it. The river of lava poison seen from the outside seems to be just an illusion, and the inside of the torrent of consciousness is so dazzling

However, what seems beautiful often hides danger. In addition to the pain, soon Ori's body became abnormal

The fingers began to gradually become numb.

Ori raised her right hand, the tips of which were already dyed as red as the light stream. I once read an article called "Green Fingers", so I should call it Red Fingers, right? She thought to herself. The red part slowly moved towards the palm, and soon the second knuckle was also dyed red

I am afraid that this is what everyone is referring to when they talk about danger

If this situation is allowed to continue, the final result will inevitably be that she will be completely eroded by Mordred's consciousness and become a part of her. And this time, there is no self-protection mechanism to separate her from herself

Ori calmly made judgments about the situation.

The pain in her body is getting worse and worse, and Ori has never been a strong-willed person who can tolerate pain. Under normal circumstances, she would have been in so much pain that she couldn't even think. As always

But this time she didn't feel overwhelmed, as if the pain had been shared. For example, let's say that pain is given an exponential of 100. The limit of what a person can tolerate is only 60. Once the brain exceeds 60, it will be stimulated by a large number of pain signals to the point that it cannot think, and even shock to death. But if there are 100 people. Then each person who is divided only has to bear 1 pain value.

Is it Achilles, are they helping? How reliable is that......

While thanking the outside support group in my heart. Because there is no pain interference, Ori thinks about countermeasures

If the purpose of his trip is to open a passage, let Mordred's experience flow slowly along the passage and absorb it slowly. So the current situation is a flood, and the flood is pouring into his own little pond. The best result is that most of the pond water is lost, and it is no longer what it used to be. The worst outcome is that the water in the pond is completely swept away by the torrent and becomes part of the flood.

But fortunately, I use water as a metaphor, but after all, consciousness is not water, and it will not be washed away in an instant. It would take about a minute to dissolve your consciousness

In this space of red light, Ori raised her right hand.

In this case, the first step is to build a dam to block the flow of water.

Where the heart goes, where the action goes. You don't need to manipulate anything special, you just change your way of thinking.

"Mordred's consciousness, I, refuse."

Give yourself a hint. At that moment, the outer skin flashed with a diamond-shaped glow, turning itself into stone. The invasion of the red stream of light was forcibly isolated from its skin, and it was allowed to roar in the red waves, never getting even a step closer

There used to be a concept in EVA called the "Heart Wall", also known as the "A.T. Force Field" and "Absolute Field". The origin of this kind of thing is the gap between people's hearts. It sounds like a tall thing, but it's not. In fact, it just refers to people who close their hearts and do not want to communicate with others. If a person doesn't want to be friends with you, doesn't want to open their hearts for you. Then no matter how hard you try, you can't touch this person. This is the "absolute realm"

The battle of consciousness should be blocked by consciousness

The eroded part of the finger is repelled from the body due to inner rejection, and it spills out of the fingertip into an invisible ray of red light that merges into the light stream

Once the danger of erosion is removed, a gap is opened

But the gap doesn't open casually. It is necessary to determine how much is flowing in from Mordred, what type of inflow is, and most importantly, how to open the gap.

The amount of inflow must be controlled. Too much to digest yourself, too little to gain much useful experience at all

The type is also a part to pay attention to. Human emotions are rich and complex, and there are parts that are useful to oneself and parts that are like poison to oneself. If you absorb it all, it's no different from being actively eroded. According to Mordred's own words, the affection she wants should be [hatred]

Finally, the most important part. How to open this gap

An egg is difficult to grip when it is a whole. However, if it is notched, the stable structure of the egg can be devastated. If the egg's defense is 100, the defense after opening is not 100-10=90, but 100-90=10. 172 eggs can hold up a big truck. But 172 broken eggs will inevitably be crushed

The embankment of a thousand feet collapsed in the anthill, and the hundred-foot room burned in the crevice.

How to open the hole without reducing the overall structural strength is a problem that needs to be considered by the weaving

If you open a hole at random, the final result will inevitably be the collapse of the wall of the heart. Mordred's consciousness continued to pour in

After thinking about it, the final choice of weaving is, how boring a hole is, let's not open a hole, let's open a bunch of holes!

The principle remains eggshell. The eggshell is not a completely airtight shell. There are about 7,000-17,000 small holes on the surface of an egg. These holes guarantee the exchange of gases with the outside during the incubation of the embryo inside. The size of the hole is small, only 10-30 microns depending on the size of the egg, and it needs to be observed with a high-magnification lens. So, how do you make these holes?

"Hey, come out. I know you're here. ”

[Wow! How do you know if this Excalibur is there? The crimson longsword, who jumped out of nowhere, asked strangely

Weaving said as a matter of course: "Guess, you can even enter my heart casually, there's no reason why you can't enter here." Without further ado, you're a divine sword, so it's not a problem to break through the wall of my heart, right? I'm going to have about 2,100,000 holes based on the size of the human body. The orifice is funnel-shaped, narrowing from the outside to the inside. Distribution...... Well, let's distribute it evenly. The outer end of each hole is 29um, the inner end is 22um, and the depth is 360um......"

[Blah, blah, blah!!] Ori was about to continue when she was interrupted by the crimson sword

[This divine sword said, your share of a wish today has been used up!] It emphasized, with a hint of dissatisfaction in its tone

"So?"

[So tomorrow, please be early.] 】

"Oh, but I didn't say it was a wish." Ori said suddenly.

[Huh? 】

"Look, we've known each other for so long, haven't we?" Changing the expression of a philistine, weaving a tentative voice like a profiteer

[It's only been two days.] 】

"Ahem...... It doesn't matter, if you don't see each other for one day, it's like three autumns, and those two days are six autumns. So in fact, I have been friends with you for a long time and are like brothers......"

[You just used this divine sword as firewood in the consciousness space yesterday. 】

"Look at you, why are you so careful? As the saying goes, beating is kissing and scolding is love, and if you don't beat or scold, you will die quickly......"

[Those who were beaten were all swords. 】

“…… Can we make an IOU? ”

[Do you think this is borrowing money?] 】

“…… I'll give you the best sword oil when you get out! "With Rin's wallet!

The crimson longsword sneered at its nostrils [Sword oil? Filth that can only be used by a sword! This Excalibur rank is countless times higher than them! Using the heavens and stars to wash the sword body and the original divine sword is too dirty! 】

“…… If I don't help, I'll spend a wish to keep you from resisting, and then I'll stick you in a shithole. ”

【…… You're going to die together! 】

"Come on! Hurt each other! ”

In the face of the scoundrel weaving, the crimson longsword can only compromise [Cheng Cheng Cheng...... I'm scared of you...... This is the only time, not an example. At the same time, I'm going to consume your three "Moment of Truth" wishes. 】

"What is the critical moment, isn't it three days...... "Weaving wondered

[Three days? That's not good, this Excalibur wants to make a wish three times when you are facing a desperate situation. For example, if you are tied up by Gilgamesh and take it home to enjoy, there is no limit to the number or type of wishes you make when you have no means to turn the tables, and this Excalibur will not accept any wish until you are able to get out of the predicament by your own ability. You can only get out of danger on your own. And this is one time. In the same case, this Excalibur will not be accepted three times. This Excalibur recommends that you think it over for yourself before making a decision. 】

In other words, you will lose one of your hole cards......

Weaving weighs the gains and losses.

There are priorities, what's important and what's not. You have to figure it out yourself.

There is no doubt that the wish of the Crimson Longsword is an absolute hole card. I haven't tested the limit myself, but its ability is completely BUG. If you lose the wish you made three times when you were in a desperate situation, the consequence is probably that you will lose the opportunity to turn the tables forever.

So what about getting Mordred's affection now and strengthening yourself? Although it is useful, it does not seem to be impossible to take a break......

After thinking about it for a while, Ori made a decision

☆

Consciousness space, Mordred sat on the ground with her eyes closed. With a flash of light, Weaving stood here again. As soon as he appeared, a crowd of people, except for Mordred, who was still closing his eyes and recuperating, gathered around

"How? What do you think? Has the channel been established? Uh-huh, since you came out, it means that you have succeeded, right? It is worthy of the ontology of Yu! Uh-huh! There is no problem with the mental state, has the most dangerous [Digestion and Fusion] stage been perfectly passed? Pretty! As Yu's chief disciple, Yu will give you the prize of the best Roman citizen!" Nero said triumphantly. Although her face was still the same as that remarkable, Ori, who was also in a state of consciousness, could clearly feel that her spirit was exhausted to the extreme

Not only Nero, but also Achilles, stood in the corner with his eyes closed and said nothing. Even Little Medea was no exception. She also came to congratulate her as if nothing had happened, but her shoulders were trembling slightly, and it was evident that the pampered princess had not yet fully recovered from her pain

Combined with the fact that she only felt a little pain, Ori could vaguely guess that they had forcibly stopped most of the pain for herself

Looking at the tired crowd, Weaving's heart suddenly bumped upward: "I'm sorry. I didn't go to open the channel. I've decided to come back tomorrow."

As soon as the words fell, Nero's bright smile froze on his face. Little Medea's trembling shoulders jumped suddenly. Achilles frowned. The atmosphere in the space of consciousness instantly froze and approached the freezing point

For a long time, no one spoke

Ori was a little overwhelmed. Although she thought she had made the best choice, for the first time in the face of the silence, she began to wonder if she had made the wrong choice

Achilles was silent for a while, then waved his hand, "It's nothing, it's not a big deal. You don't need to apologize, we didn't think it through. The training plan is not rigorous enough. Tomorrow will be tomorrow."

"Uh-huh! It's okay, take care of your spirits today, and come back tomorrow!" Nero smiled and comforted

Looking at the tiredness that couldn't be concealed between their eyebrows, Weaving's heart became more and more uncomfortable

It's a very strange feeling. Because they are themselves. They deserve it.

Originally, the basis of their consciousness was stripped from themselves. If it is said that it consumes spiritual power, it is also his own spiritual power. It stands to reason that there shouldn't be such feelings

It's just that this feeling is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, deep into the bone marrow, forcing her not to dare to look into everyone's eyes

Weaving hates to give and not get anything in return.

"I'm sorry." Apologizing again, the weaver floated towards the surface of consciousness as if fleeing

And at this moment, Mordred, who had sat still and had not said anything, suddenly sneered:

"You're running away again. Come back tomorrow...... Is it? How can there be so many tomorrows in the world? The time is gone, and it will only be left to those who can make a timely decision to seize it. And you, timid. In the face of possible dangers, he chose to retreat, and did not have the courage to face difficulties and break through all difficulties and obstacles. That's why you're the waste, so you can't be a hero!"

"Mordred!"

Weaving's heart trembled, and his steps paused slightly, but he didn't stop in the end.

Return to the surface of consciousness and sit down next to Saber again. Saber is still asleep, and having lost too much of her mana, she needs to get enough sleep to keep her consumption down. Sunlight shines through the window, dividing the room into black and white, weaving into shadows like an eerie statue

(So you can't be a hero!) ）

Mordred's sneer still rings in his ears

Ori clenched her fists, her silver teeth clenched under her helmet, and the room echoed with a creepy gurgling

"You know what I am."

P.s: Yo! Happy National Day, everyone! Surprise Mother Fcuker！ Ahem, it's been since the last update...... The last time was on July 17...... Not...... Yu This is an experiment! I don't know if you've heard of the legendary [Festival Effect]? Legend has it that if a person doesn't renew all the time, everyone will think that he has no discipline. And when he suddenly updates one day, everyone will suddenly think that he has discipline because of the previous impression.

This is the famous - festival effect!!

Well, seriously. I've got a writing problem. Because it's a self-entertaining thing written by Blind Jiebao, it's completely self-congratulatory. A closer look at the outline reveals that Yu is 108,000 miles away from the outline, and the plot is running to the moon like a train that has taken off the leash.

Maybe many readers didn't notice, but Yu did. This caused Yu to be entangled for a long time.

This chapter is chapter fifty-eight. In fact, in Yu's computer, this fifty-eight chapter is already the sixth rewritten version. The discarded version has Mordred and Achilles turned their faces. Weaving of the Camelot Travels. The great method of absorbing stars. Weaving the torrent of consciousness treasure hunting. The black history of weaving is revealed.

Every author generates an idea in the process of constant rewriting. [It would be best to rewrite to the first edition.] It's like the five versions Yu said above, each of these five versions is an idea, a way of thinking, so which one should Yu choose? Is this one chosen by Yu the best? Tomorrow, will Yu tomorrow have a better idea? These questions are painful.

Yu who writes with interest has never thought that writing is such a difficult thing. During this period, Yu even asked himself, what exactly are you writing? Should I keep writing about it? What's the point of writing this?

And the root cause of all this problem is that Yu never wrote according to the outline. There is no clear main line. Trust your feelings too much. The so-called self-inflicted sin......