The cascading prayers echoed in the darkness, as if they resonated into a powerful river that Gawain and Selena could not see, but they could clearly feel that something was hitting the boundaries of this world, the wall between reality and illusion.

Suddenly, however, there was an incongruous disturbance in the river, causing all the prayers to become confused.

Gawain subconsciously glanced at Selena, and then heard a faint, faint voice coming from an extremely distant place:

"Psychic Storm !!"

Powerful distractions erupted, cascading prayers interrupted for a moment, and every sound that merged into a river returned to the depths of darkness.

"Sounds like Magnum's voice......" Selena muttered subconsciously when she saw a shimmering rift suddenly spread in front of her.

With the cobwebs in the darkness as the vein, a large number of criss-crossing white light marks suddenly appeared in this dark space, making the entire space quickly decompose like a broken mirror, as if some kind of attack from the "inside" broke the curtain, and the scene in front of Gawain and Selena instantly became wide-

Gawain was immediately on full alert and ready for battle, and Selena also came sideways to the back of Gawain's side, the lantern in her hand emitting a warm and clear light.

A fresh and cold wind blew abruptly, and after the curtain broke, an endless meadow illuminated by starlight rushed into Gawain's sight, and he saw the slightly undulating earth stretching under the starlight, a large number of unknown flowers and plants swaying gently in the breeze, and a vaguely familiar hill standing in front of him and Selena, the hill facing the direction of the starlight

At the foot of the hill lay the remains of a giant black spider, its massive body cracked, and a white spider that seemed to be cast of light crawled out of the fragmented wreckage, and was climbing step by step along the hillside towards the endless starlight.

Fluttering light and starlight shining from high in the sky spilled on the white spider's carapace, rippling like water.

The white spider didn't seem to notice that Gawain and Selena appeared on the grassland, still chasing the starlight in the sky step by step and persistently, but Gawain noticed that around him and Selena, countless shadowy "figures" without any facial details had emerged.

The attack of the upper narrator has arrived.

Countless hazy figures rushed towards Gawain and Selena, Gawain wanted to stop the white spider with the divine aura first, but at this moment he could only find a way to deal with these illusions of the past that came like a tide, a layer of illusory flames floated on the Pioneer sword, and he swept with his sword, and a large number of enemies were reduced to illusory fragments under his sword.

Selena raised the lantern in one hand under the cover of Gawain, and sketched the shimmering runes in the air with the other, constantly turning the surrounding spider silk and distant past illusions into awakening dreams, turning them into bubbles that quickly dissipated under the starlight.

Surprisingly, the combat ability of those black illusions is not very strong, and their biggest threat to Gawain seems to be only a huge number.

Gawain and Selena fought and advanced, constantly reducing the number of enemies around them, all while trying their best to get close to the starlight-chasing white spider.

A shadow that was stronger and more agile than the other black shadows rushed from the side, Gawain's long sword swirled, forcing the rest of the enemies back, and slashed at the other party with a sword, and the strong and agile shadow actually conjured up a pitch-black spear at the last moment, blocking Gawain's blade, and then the spear trembled, and the black shadow pulled back a little distance, and stabbed reflexively-

The unexpected counterattack surprised Gawain slightly, but it was still not enough to make up for the gap in strength, and after a few encounters, the Pioneer longsword slashed the spear and shattered the phantom.

At the moment when the phantom shattered, some messy information flowed into Gawain's mind, and he suddenly learned the name of the phantom that he had just shattered by himself - his name was Delwolf, a captain of the guard in the city-state of the West Coast, he had a strict personality, but he liked to secretly collect seashells......

A pair of sharp knives swept from the flanks and back, and the owner of the twin knives was defeated after a few turns.

Her name is Nadai, she is from the Yunliu Glade, she is the princess of the Emerald Court, and she is an outstanding elven knife dancer......

The hill was getting closer and closer, and the shimmering light particles escaping from the white spider's side were flying on the plain like fireflies, and Gawain could almost touch the breath emitted by the divine spider, and a warm and clear light always shone behind him, constantly dispelling the cobwebs that spread out of the void and the black smoke and dust that emerged from time to time, and also constantly replenished Gawain's lost physical strength.

An extraordinarily powerful swordsman stood in Gawain's way.

He was stronger than all illusions, but also more blurred than all illusions, the edges of his skull, which had no facial features, seemed to be disturbed, and many trembling lines spread out as if they were disturbed, and his limbs were also in an abnormally rough and blurred state, but he had amazing swordsmanship, and a black long sword with no details could be seen in the air to divide countless blades, and it was-for-tat with the pioneer longsword.

Before this illusion dissipated, Gawain knew his name—

His name was Balmora, and he was the "slave king" of the desert city-state of Nim Sandro, a brilliant and great ruler.

At the foot of the hill, Gawain and Selena stopped at the same time.

The seemingly endless illusions around him disappeared at any point, only the breeze blew through the grassland under the night, and the white spider stopped halfway up the mountain, and he turned his head, but there were no eyes in the position of the head, only some soft light shining on Gawain and Selena.

Suddenly, Gawain had some irrelevant thoughts in his heart-

It turns out that the "divinity" of the upper narrator ...... Doesn't it have eyes......

A gentle and familiar voice came to Gawain's mind at this moment: "Duvalt...... Is it gone......"

It was Naretir's voice, and Gawain was not surprised by it.

"Give up, Naretil, or should I call you the upper narrator?" Gawain shook his head, "I know, I know you long for the outside world, but you should feel it by now, you don't belong there, a god like you forcibly descends into reality, it can only bring millions of deaths, and you yourself will hardly be safe - you are the reflection of the dream, but the people who prayed to you in the dream are no longer there." ”

The white spider was silent for a few seconds before the voice sounded again: "They're all here......"

The massive arthropods moved to the side, several white cocoons tightly protected from the spider's chest and abdomen.

In the process of climbing towards the starlight, she has been carefully carrying and protecting these cocoons.

At the same time as he saw those cocoons, Gawain already understood a lot of things.

"That's what Duvalt said......," Selena also reacted, and said in a complicated tone, "We've always been curious about where the virtual personalities in Sandbox One have gone, it turns out that ......"

"I want to take them outside," the white spider whispered, "because they all want to go outside, so do I......"

"No wonder...... It's no wonder that the upper storytellers go crazy, divided, and die......" Selena's voice was particularly low, as if talking to herself, "All of us are watching the three thousand testers who entered the network, but ...... There are also millions of virtual personalities in the sandbox world...... To you, they are also 'real' ......"

The white spider did not speak, neither denying nor admitting.

As an archbishop with a deep understanding of the sandbox system and the mysteries of souls, Selena has finally pieced together the part of the truth that she had never figured out.

On the side, Gawain had already dealt with the knowledge of the gods and received a lot of disobedient legacy, and at this moment he thought of more things: "It is because of the realization that the vast majority of the world's 'people' are virtual illusions, the upper narrator falls into madness and dies in madness, which in turn leads to his split, turning his human part and his divine part into two individuals...... It is precisely because of this process of death and division that you have been freed from the shackles of the original 'upper narrator beliefs', and you have been able to devour the minds of the entire world and put them all into those 'cocoons' without affecting your own existence...... Am I right? ”

The white spider gently moved one of its long legs and made a low and pleasant voice: "You know a lot of things......"

"Do you really think this will work?" Gawain frowned, "Even if you take them to the real world, what can you do?" Without a body, without a material foundation, without even the conditions to become a spirit body, they were born from a sandbox, and they can only rely on the sandbox to maintain their existence - you are a god, but they are not, these cocoons, when they enter reality, they will disappear immediately, have you ever thought about this? ”

“…… I don't know, and I don't care," Naritir whispered, "They want to get out, and I think so too, that's all ......"

In the seemingly gentle and calm words, the huge white spider slowly raised its upper body, and a terrifying hostility finally emanated from the powerful divine creature.

Gawain, however, only shook his head regretfully—it seemed that there was no room for relaxation.

"Naretil," he said, facing the hill and glaring at the young god, "you will die, there will be no new divisions, no resurrection.

"You know how Duvalt disappeared, and you should know that I have established a connection with you through Him.

"I have the power to disintegrate you completely."

"I know," Naritir whispered, "that might be ...... good."

Between Gawain and Naretil, the endless light suddenly turned into a torrent, washing over the entire plain, washing the last frontier of this false world.

……

Violent shaking woke Orlandel before dawn, and countless inhabitants awoke from their dreamless slumber and looked in horror at the land that was said to have been cursed, in the direction of Orlandel's Throat.

They heard a low whistling sound coming from the crumbling valley, and heard the resonance of what seemed to be the shouts of countless people echoing across the plains beyond the valley, and a great force seemed to be brewing in Orlandel's throat, and at the last moment before dawn, it began to beat like a heart.

A ray of light appeared on the horizon in the distance, from where the crown of the great sun seemed to poke its head out, and in this faint halo, under the light of the remaining stars on the horizon, one could see an illusory shadow like a spider climbing the hill at the edge of Orlandal's Throat......

The final moment seemed to have arrived, and Archbishop Semler subconsciously clenched the staff of battle in his hand.

An unsettling whistling echoed throughout the dungeon, and the transparent illusory limbs that Magnum had mentioned had finally solidified to the point where all the ordinary priests could clearly see them, and they watched as the massive illusory spiders walked between the earth and the walls, provoking a low exclamation of exclamation every time a huge transparent arthropod swept through the hall.

Magnum's prayer resonance had been successfully stopped by Magnum, but it only seemed to slow down the arrival of the upper narrator, who was still persistently squeezing into the real world, as if he would not give up until the last moment.

"It's the last minute...... Yuri muttered under his breath, "we've done everything we can......"

Wendy took a light breath and walked to the corner of the hall: "I'll take care of the wounded." ”

"His Holiness has just heard the last news, the sandbox system and the stability of the psychic network have reached their limits," Semler said in a deep voice, "and then he will use all his strength to resist the onslaught of the arrival of the upper narrator, if his soul reaction is gone...... And we were safe in death. ”

Yuri calmly looked ahead: "Hope ......"

A soul-shattering whistling sound that shook the soul even more than before suddenly echoed throughout the dungeon, and along with it, there was a strong architectural shock, which interrupted Yuri's unfinished words.

He subconsciously raised his head and saw the equally dazed Archbishop Semler.

……

Nameless flowers and plants turned to ashes, earth and stones disintegrated in the air, and black smoke and dust rose to obscure the sky, making the stars dim.

The forces that sustained this false world at the last moment finally fell, and the entire sandbox began to irreversibly perish.

The nameless meadow began to disintegrate, collapsing rapidly from the edge to the center, and the holy white spider rolled down the hill, falling to the ground with the cocoon she had desperately tried to protect.

At the last moment, she weaved layers of spider silk, binding and stabilizing the cocoons again, without any damage to them, as if it were her instinct to be alive.

The warm, bright light diffused, dispersing the rising smoke and spreading flames, and Gawain came to the white spider, which had lost the power to fight back, and looked at the clear light at the place of her head.

Before he could speak, Naretir's voice came into his and Selena's minds.

"In the earliest days, they thrived on this grassland...... It wasn't a desert at that time, and there was no ...... Nim Sanjo."

Selena finally recognized the terrain at this moment, and knew where the vague familiarity came from, she subconsciously looked around, recognizing the earth that was sinking into darkness: "This is...... No wonder I feel so familiar......"

This land was originally "written" by her and Megaard III.

But that was a long time ago, so long ago that she had forgotten what it was like in the first place.

"Duvalt once asked me if everyone was content with this land, and if everyone didn't have to face this end...... All beings can live in peace and joy on the center stage, and as long as they do not touch the borders, the world is real to everyone......

"Poets can imagine the world beyond the ocean, the world between the stars, and the sailors can have an eternal harvest near the sea, regardless of the farther away the stranger and more bizarre edge of the ocean...... Don't be too curious, and the world will always be beautiful......

"I can't always give him an answer, I'm so stupid...... But I think the Creators who created all this must know better......

"O Creator...... You created this world and created us, what are you doing all this for...... What do you want us to do, can you tell me? ”

Naretil's voice was low and soft, and Selena fell silent for a long time in the face of this simple inquiry.

After much thought, she raised her head and looked at the aimless face of the upper narrator.

"It's just an experiment, it's just a ...... Experimental ......"

Every word she said seemed to be exhausted.

Two seconds later, the white and holy spider finally let out a soft sigh, "Ah, thank you...... I finally heard the answer from the Creator. ”

"Naretil," Gawain couldn't help but take a step forward, "Actually, I can still ......"

"Can you give me some time?" The voice of the upper narrator came softly, "I want to ...... Look at the stars. ”

"Stars?" Gao Wen raised his head in astonishment, but he could only see a dark and chaotic sky, without the slightest star.

And when he retracted his gaze, the white spider god and the cocoon she had sheltered until the last moment...... It's already turning into a little bit of dust.

……

The whistling in the valley ceased, and the tremors of the earth calmed down.

The residents of Orlandelle walked out of their homes with unease and trepidation, and took to the streets, asking each other about the situation, and invariably looking in the direction of Orlandal's Throat.

In the dim skylight, some children exclaimed.

In the outline of the morning sun, it seems that a large, almost transparent spider has climbed the nearby rocks little by little, and climbed to the high ground on the edge of the valley, where it has quietly stopped, carefully pushing the cocoon-like thing in front of him.

The last starlight on the horizon shone brightly, reflected on the spider's increasingly illusory torso, and he greeted the last starlight of the day, as if to let out a vague admiration, and many people heard the illusory voice in their heads, but they were at a loss for the voice—

"That's where the story ends......"

Then the morning sun rose, and the light of the giant sun shone on the earth, and everything dissipated like a dream, leaving only a thousand rays of light between heaven and earth.