Word came from the lower level of the connecting area, and the "contamination" in the containment area had finally subsided.

Some died in those deep and winding corridors, some were temporarily driven and imprisoned in sturdy rooms, some were rescued, and some continued to hold on to the key junctions below.

Archbishop Semler's brow furrowed a little as he heard the latest news, but then sighed heavily.

"The good news is that the chaos in the dungeon has subsided, all the key passages are back in our hands, the situation of all the missing people has been clarified, and theoretically there will be no more out-of-sight polluters to continue to operate in the dungeon," Semmler said to Magnum beside him, "The bad news is that there are many people injured, and the people involved in the battle have also appeared to have mental pollution of varying severity, although these shallow spiritual contamination has not reached the level of being brainwashed into the followers of the upper narrator, But it's impossible to tell when it will suddenly deteriorate. ”

"Separate the polluted from the unpolluted, and rest in the room depicted with the 'runes of the deep sea,' the effects of which have been tested and can be relied on," Magnum said with a hint of weariness, "and now there is no longer the condition to contain and guard each polluter individually, so that's all." Hold until dawn...... Everything will be fine. ”

"Some of the recovered psionic choir members can help soothe those who are mentally damaged," Wendy said, "I'm almost recovered." ”

"Archbishop Wendy, the others are okay, you might as well rest a little longer," Yuri shook his head, "You've bled a lot, and you've made it all the way out of the containment area, so you're not in the right state to appease the others." ”

Wendy smiled bitterly and shook her head, "In the future, there will be time to rest, but if you don't do your best tonight...... There is no 'future'. ”

Magnum looked at Archbishop Semler: "What is the situation on the surface?" ”

"There are no accidents on the surface, this is the only good news," Semler rubbed his eyebrows, "Only two groups of dream control squads showed up with the polluters, but they were quickly disposed of, and the rest of the people continued to patrol and cordon off the Orlandale area, and the dream blockade of the Orlandle area will continue until sunrise." ”

Yuri turned his head: "What about the dream control in the dungeon?" ”

"Do you think this situation ...... now," Semler said, looking around the tense hall, his expression helpless, "will anyone else fall asleep tonight?" ”

But soon he nodded and added, "Don't worry, I have arranged for monitoring and patrol personnel to ensure that every priest and knight in the underground palace will not fall asleep." After all, the upper narrator is a 'god' who runs on dreams, and as long as he has absolute control over dreams, if not to completely restrain him, at least he can cause enough trouble for his arrival......"

"I just hope our efforts will work," Yuri muttered to himself, "and hopefully the Wanderers and Archbishop Selena can get rid of that 'god' ...... soon."

"I hope they're doing well...... Magnum muttered, then took a deep breath and exhaled again, looking up at the high hall dome, calming his still-unsettled mind.

In his sight, among the pillars hanging from the dome of the hall, huge, transparent spider arthropods swept by, as if weaving something, as if climbing on an invisible web.

Magnum's eyes widened for a moment

……

In a barren space shrouded in darkness, Gawain and Selena arrive at the torn wreckage of the upper narrator.

The wreckage was rapidly dissipating, as if it were just an ethereal vision, a waking dream.

However, after the "death" of the god who weaves dreams, the darkness around Selena and Gawain is still there, the strange state of the No. 1 sandbox is still there, and the power of the upper narrator is ...... Still!

"I'm afraid the divine part of the upper narrator is continuing to carry out his plan," Gawain said to Selena quickly, "and this is just another battlefield he's wove together." ”

The lantern in Selena's hand emitted a brighter light than before, and the light shone on the dissipating spider god's limbs, shining on the grassland that spread in the darkness into the distance, but no matter where it extended, the dark chaos in the distance always maintained the same distance and state, and there was no trace of the outside world!

"Can you break this veil?" She looked at Gawain with a hint of urgency in her tone, "Just like you did when you broke the curtain on Nim Sanjo. ”

Before Selena spoke, Gawain was already perceiving the boundaries of this dark space and the information intervention point, he frowned, and his tone was serious: "I've already started trying, but I'm afraid I can't catch up." It takes a long time to wash through the curtain woven by the upper narrator, and I had prepared almost the entire day's ...... when I was working on Nim Sanjo."

Selena's hand holding the lantern clenched subconsciously, and then she suddenly frowned slightly: "You...... Did you hear anything? ”

"What sound?" Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, and then began to listen intently.

In the dark barren space, there really seemed to be a faint, hallucinatory sound—

Gawain listened carefully, carefully distinguished, the voice seemed to be a dream on top of each other, as if countless people were making the same murmur in their sleep, and it wasn't until half a minute later that he finally heard hundreds of human voices whispering at the same time—

"To the Upper Narrator, to Our All-Knowing and Almighty ......"

"It's the sound of prayer," Gawain said in a deep voice, "a lot of prayer...... But I don't know where it came from......"

"Pray?" Selena said in astonishment, "The inhabitants of this world must have disappeared, who is still praying to the upper narrator?" ”

……

"I see it again!" Magnum's sudden loud voice caught the attention of half of the hall, "I saw transparent spider limbs flying over the ceiling!" ”

"Everyone do mental protection, and the Nightmare Mentor and the Bishops take care of the technical priests!" Archbishop Semler immediately exclaimed, and then looked up at the ceiling as well, but as last time, he still saw nothing.

No one dared to ignore Magnum's warning, but no one could understand the strange situation.

"We can't see it," Yuri scanned the hall quickly, turning sharply to Magnum, "can you still see that?" Where is it? ”

"Just now it's a near-transparent limb that has just crossed the air, a big spider, it's making a web here, an invisible web," Magnum looked up at the empty hall dome, his eyes rolling as if he was chasing a prey that no one could see, "Damn...... I'm 100% sure it really exists! ”

"It's the upper storyteller, it's influencing the real world, it's breaking out of the box," Semler said quickly, "and we have a hole here...... Magnum, what else can you perceive? ”

Magnum followed the trajectory of the transparent illusory spider's movements, but apart from seeing the increasingly condensed limbs, it was impossible for him as a mortal to lock on to the power of a god, his brow furrowed tightly, and his hands couldn't help but clench - but this situation was obviously not something that could be solved by a mental storm.

"Semler, are you sure that no one is asleep here? No one prays to the upper narrator in a dream? He turned his head suddenly, his short red hair almost standing on end, and his eyes were serious and terrifying.

"I confirm that every nook and cranny has been checked, every priest, every knight, even every servant and retinue, and every village and town on the surface," said Semler quickly, "and ......"

"Archbishop!" Semler's words were interrupted by a shout from somewhere in the control seat, and a techno-priest suddenly woke up from the connected state, exclaiming loudly, "The time iteration of Sandbox 1 has been closed from the inside, and the time flow rate in the sandbox is synchronizing with the real world!" ”

Semler's eyes widened: "What?!" ”

"It's the upper narrator," Yuri reacted quickly, "he's going into the real world...... So he had to synchronize the time between the sandbox world and the real world - time iteration used to be a 'tool' for his rapid growth, but now it has become an obstacle for him, so he has shut it down! ”

"He's seizing power......" "Spiritual Song" Wendy's face turned even paler, and at the same time, she also felt that something in her spiritual world was breaking through the suppression and becoming active again, "Pollution is fighting back......

Yuri's brow furrowed, trying his best to find possible loopholes, and suddenly, his eyes froze.

He finally realizes a key that may be overlooked by everyone.

"Archbishop Semler, there may be a huge loophole in our dream control......" The middle-aged man with a sven temperament looked at Semler with a slightly pale face, "Have you checked the hashrate node hall......"

"You mean those ......," Samler finally reacted, "no way, they don't have dreams anymore, and someone is guarding there, just checked an hour ago......"

"Archbishop Semler," interrupted Wendy from Semler, whose face was particularly embarrassed, and he said word for word, "those ...... It's also people. ”

"Damn! Damn it! We made such a low-level mistake! ”

Magnum cursed abruptly, and ran to the heavy gate at the other end of the hall, followed by Yuri, Semler, and Wendy after a brief moment of stunnedness.

They came to the special isolation door, and Semler pulled the call rope on the door, and the sound of the bell rang from the other side of the door, but the guard's response was delayed.

The hearts of the archbishops sank instantly.

"Forcibly open the door," Magnum said immediately, placing his hand on a crystal device next to the gate, "Yuri, Semler, you go activate the other three runes. ”

Without hesitation, three hands pressed on the rune crystal used for emergency unlocking, and as the magic was infused into it, the squeak of the magic device was heard from inside the isolation door that was not allowed to open under normal circumstances, and then the heavy isolation door finally retreated to the sides.

Several Spirit Knight guards and a bishop guarding the door were sitting quietly in the connecting room, seemingly asleep.

Probably the sound of the door opening shook the connecting room, and the helmet of a spirit knight suddenly fell to the ground, revealing only disgusting flesh mixed with gray-white ash in the exposed hollow of the armor.

With just one glance, Magnum could already identify the cause of their deaths: "The brain burned out ......"

After a few seconds, they opened the second gate to the inner hall.

In the dimly lit inner hall, hundreds of platforms are neatly arranged, with nerve cords and life-sustaining pipes extending from the edges of the platforms, converging on the pillars of each node, and on each platform, lying in a deep dormant state, responsible for providing computing power for the No. 1 sandbox.

The shriveled brains lay motionless, nothing unusual if they looked through the viewing window of the hall outside, but their lips twitched slightly, opening and closing in small increments.

Hundreds of whispers converged in the hall into one—

"To the Upper Narrator, to Our All-Knowing and Almighty ......"

Standing in the doorway, Semler felt a chill all over his body.

He muttered to himself, "They shouldn't theoretically still have the ability to dream......"

Wendy shook her head, "No, they dream...... The whole sandbox world is their dream......"

Magnum walked into the "Computing Power Node Hall" where the brain servants were in two steps, raised his hands high, but put them down in the next second.

You can't use Mind Storm, you can't even kill any of the Brain Servants...... The upper narrator has already taken shape, has found the coordinates of the real world, and the destruction of the physical plane can only delay his arrival, and if the brain servants die and the sandbox disappears, the god is likely to immediately break free from the shackles of this place and descend anywhere in this world, and at that time, all hope of turning the tables will be truly lost.

Not to mention that the extraterritorial wanderers and Archbishop Selena are still "inside".

The Wanderer may not die because of this, but that is the most terrible thing, and that means the one who survives...... Not only will you have to face the upper-level narrator who is out of trouble, but you will also have to face the anger of another god-like being.

Everyone understands this and thinks of it.

Magnum's gaze moved between the brain servants lying on the platform, some of them were shriveled, obviously lying here for many years, some of them were still like ordinary people, obviously "new members" for a few years, some of the platforms were empty, they were "lost" brain servants who had not had time to replenish, and some of the platforms were mottled and old, as if they had been used for a long time......

Magnum took a sudden breath and slowly walked over to one of the empty platforms.

Wendy shouted from behind; "Archbishop Magnum, what are you doing?"

Magnum didn't look back, just shrugged his shoulders: "Perhaps, it's our turn for one of us to lie down......"

Yuri was startled, and quickly stepped forward to stop in front of Magnum: "You think clearly! This is deep neuroparasitism, it is irreversible! ”

Magnum glanced at Yuri in front of him, stretched out his hand to push the other party away, and smiled freely on his face: "I looked directly at that 'god', Yuri, and that is also irreversible."

"Those runes didn't heal my spirit, I can still see those transparent limbs, you and I understand, I can't go back."

He walked past a speechless Yuri, leaving Wendy and Semler behind, to an empty platform, where he slowly lay down.

The auto-sensing nerve cords and biochemical tissues immediately wriggled on their own, moving along the edge of the platform, towards Magnum.

Magnum looked left and right, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly: "Perhaps, we shouldn't have taken this path in the first place......"

Amid the wriggling sound of the nervous cords, Semler came to the side of the platform, he looked at Magnum lying there with complicated eyes, but finally did not say any words of dissuasion, but asked calmly: "Do you have a last word?" ”

“…… There are no last words, but if you look back at His Majesty the Pope, help me brag about it. ”

"Okay."

The nerve cords spread to the back of Magnum's head, and the tingling sound of flesh and blood fusing rang out in the dimness.

Yuri also came to the side of the platform and looked at the long-time friend: "Did you tell me?" ”

Magnum looked at Yuri, grinned slowly, and raised his right hand little by little, slowly but surely making a middle finger.

"I think it's ...... to do that"

Magnum's hand slowly drooped.

After a brief delay, the dreams of all the brain servants in the entire hall also stopped.