Father Sissen suddenly felt nervous, the light obscured the outline of most of the landscape in front of him, the divergent edges of the silhouette made it impossible to tell what it was, he suddenly felt nervous, but he couldn't even tell what he was nervous about, it was this sudden emotion that hit his temples hard, making him feel dizzy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info's memories before he opened his eyes flickered through his mind like a marquee, and it was as if all the colorful paints had merged into the water called memory, becoming bright and cloudy. The scenes I saw, the threads I felt, turned into misty sounds and impressions, there were ruins in it, there were long staircases, there were black robes, there were physical beings, there were Father Edward, and there were many more images that did not appear at that time, such as the aborigines such as Sha and Qi, and many people in the Black Nest, many of whom died, many of whom were still alive, and all of these existences that once lived in Father Sissen's heart had a vivid sense of beautification.

The memories, the impressions, the voices, the stories that had happened, were imprinted in the blinding light, in the hazy outline behind the light, as if they were hallucinations, but not entirely hallucinations.

Fr. Sissen couldn't help but think that his sudden nervousness at this time was not afraid that these things that seemed to be real and seemed to be strong in his life would really become nothing? From the perspective of the apocalypse, what has happened and what is happening to oneself is, of course, meaningless and illusory, however, while admitting that all this is meaningless, he is actually pursuing the meaning of his own existence in that meaninglessness, right?

What role does Father Sissen, known as "Father Sissen", want to play in this drama that will eventually be brought to an end? What kind of role does it really play? I guess I started to figure this out.

The thoughts of Father Sissen raising his hand to block out the strong light and rolling in his heart were stronger than these lights. It was only at this time that he suddenly felt that some evil and mysterious power that had been preventing him from thinking deeply had disappeared, as if he had been purified, as if he had been isolated from his own mind. The sequelae of the impact of consciousness are like suddenly hitting a heavy embankment, and I can no longer hurt myself as before.

Yes, Father Sissen felt it, the shock of consciousness was not over, the wounds caused by it were not erased, and it was not so effective for himself alone.

Was it Father Edward and the Witch VV who did something? Now he could only think so, as he had grown accustomed to the light, and could see things that had diverged in their original contours, and confirmed that Father Edward was not among them. At this time, even if you sort out the clues, you can't find a clearer answer from the dreamlike experience.

Rather, walking through the ruins and entering the cone-shaped city, the huge and strange sacrificial rituals that I saw that could not be described, the thoughts and emotions that ran around at the time, the appearance of Father Edward, and so on, compared to everything I saw at this time, it was like a nightmare for myself.

Father Sissen saw the device that emitted a glare of light, a lamp facing his eyes, a small light that shone right into the pupil, and held the lamp in a strange shape that could be described as a "mechanical skeleton", with the cantilevers hanging from above, connected to several pipes of different colors. And he was floating in an upright container, all life-sustaining activities were carried out through the prosthetic body, and the flesh and blood were as if they were ossified, unconscious.

Father Sissen's demonic superpower was always in motion, the wind formed by the mysteriously governed currents, bringing him more information from a higher perspective, which was also operated by the prosthesis, forming an image in his mind. Fr. Sissen felt that if he were to describe how he felt at this moment, it would be as if "his whole body had become a brain." ”

The brain is not the only part of the body that is used for thinking, and the muscles and internal organs of the body are not limited to their original functions, but even I wonder if there is such a thing as "internal organs", and the parts of the limbs that provide mobility are also made up of brain cells.

He uses his entire body, including his brain, to think subjectively and instinctively feel, and the experience is bizarre and all-encompassing, and it is also full of a sense of power that makes him feel weird.

Father Sissen saw the scenery around him, and quickly confirmed that the place he was in was full of man-made atmosphere, and the unmistakable style revealed in every detail naturally made him feel that he was still in the ruins of the Reign.

The thought that he had returned to the autonomous community established by Sha and Tsu naturally came to Father Sissen's mind, but the tension in his heart could not be fully released until the people he knew showed up.

Father Sissen was completely unable to determine when he was rescued, by whom, and how far his memories deviated from the facts. Is it true that the sacrificial rite of the physical life, the appearance of Father Edward in front of one's eyes when he was about to become a sacrifice, etc., is it true that something has already happened? And what Father Edward said to himself at that time, was he really speaking, or was something that lingered in his heart manifested itself in the form of an illusion?

Fr. Sissen was anxious to find someone to determine what he was doing and what the outside world was like. He subconsciously looked at the flickering red light in the corner of his eye, it was a triangular display, and all kinds of words and data flowed from the screen that he didn't know the meaning of, but any mysterious expert could recognize at first glance, and the way these words and data were expressed were all characteristic of the legacy of the Ruling Bureau.

Father Sissen didn't breathe, as if the prosthetic part was working enough for him not to rely on the breathing of a normal human. Father Sissen struggled a little, and the restraints that had bound his hands and feet, waist and neck immediately loosened, reminiscent of how strong their confinements had been until then.

At the same time as the restraint was loosened, the container gradually opened the hatch, and the yellowish liquid flowed out of the crack in the door, and as the hatch was completely opened, it flowed to the ground with a bang. Father Sissen stepped out of the container after him, and several gun-like devices immediately slid into the tracks on the side walls. Father Sissen remained motionless, still watering him from head to toe with the spray guns, and when the water vapor dried, within ten minutes of walking out of the hatch, the new clothing had condensed on him.

More of the functions hidden inside the prosthesis completed the self-examination in this not short process, and Father Sissen further confirmed his degree of prostheticization at this time - more than 90 percent, which means that all parts of the body, including the skull, except for the brain, have been prostheticized.

This was already more than Fr. Sissen had anticipated, and by the original standards, when he had completed this level of prostheticization, it meant that he had actually gone through a round of closing the door of the ghost - and he would only do so if he could not survive without such a high degree of prosthetic transformation under the circumstances.

"Is it almost the same as dying once?" Father Sissen took a deep breath, but the fact that he was still standing here meant that the situation was not at worst.

As he pondered his situation, the light that formed the directional arrow lit up on the ground, as if to signal him to follow this direction.

Following the directional arrows through one no-man's-land after another, Father Sissen saw many spaces that looked like laboratories or workshops, however, no one was working here except himself, and no equipment was turned on. The monotonous voice came from each of his feet, accentuating the silence and depression of the place, so that Father Siessen could not figure out why he had placed himself alone in the depths of this no-man's land—the container in which he woke up was not unique to that room, nor was it unique in terms of quantity.

If I want to describe Father Sissen's feelings at this time, it is that it can be placed anywhere, but it is deliberately placed in a remote corner, which makes people feel that there is no other intention.

The directional arrows lead Father Sissen through the no-man's land where laboratories and workshops are stacked in series, through a huge pipe with an inner diameter of more than ten meters, through a strange bridge that looks like some kind of living life, and gradually appears in his field of vision, from sparse to relatively dense, as if from the periphery of the village into the center of the village: the circular and rectangular towers stand in the midst of the complex of buildings like a mountain city, and people who show a depressed taste of both look and dress shuttle between the stairs and the buildings. It is precisely because these people behave very casually in this complex that the smell of depression does not become too heavy.

Soon someone unknown to Father Sissen approached, and after saluting him, he stretched out his hand and motioned for Father Sissen to follow. Father Sissen didn't have any questions to ask, because all the details indicated that he would get more detailed information from people who knew better what was going on - both the people who lived in the complex and the people who led the way at this time were just passers-by who had no immediate connection.

Not surprisingly, Father Sissen was led to the circular and rectangular tower, where many people had gathered, most of whom were acquaintances. If you want to talk about whether you are familiar with a specific person, there are probably many people who are not familiar with it, but from the group impression that these people are formed, Father Sissen does not have any strangeness.

A magical girl crusader who is considered a branch of the Cyber Ball by mysterious experts; Survivors of the Black Live; The mysterious NOG expert who survived the London swap; These people all have some eyes, the total number is about a hundred, and although they are gathered on the same side at this time, they clearly distinguish the smaller groups, which seems to be distinct.

In the other direction opposite this group of people, there are hundreds of people gathered, almost all of them are tightly wrapped in thick protective gear, the exposed part is only the head, and even the head is covered by a full-coverage helmet, there is no meaning to take it off at all, whether these protective parts are smooth or angular, they are full of a retro science fiction feeling, which makes people immediately think of the taste of hoplites in science fiction works in the last days of the near future, even so, Father Sissen still confirmed it at first glance, These armors are all made of tectonics, so you can imagine how solid they are. Although these people were also talking to each other, and there was no obvious order in their standings, they were full of tacit understanding of the same group.

Father Sissen is also familiar with these guys, who are more like "regular soldiers", because they are the same security guards who restarted the security network and rebuilt the indigenous population under the protection of the security network, and re-established it to fight foreign enemies and go deep into other ruling areas to protect and search for them.

Although these newly formed security guards can also be connected to the security network to a certain extent, they are not the same thing as the security guards of the past, at least in terms of combat ability are much inferior, even if the opponent is the most low-level "dead body soldiers", most of them need to use the advantage of numbers to win, and the person who can single-handedly break the "dead body soldiers" is already a middle master.

Of course, not everyone is able to fight the "Dead Soldiers" made entirely of constructs, but on average, the Mystery Expert's combat ability is indeed higher than that of these new "Security Guards".

Therefore, in the eyes of Father Sissen, the difference in combat effectiveness between the small group of occult experts and the larger number of regular army security guards on the one hand is still the advantage of the occult experts.

The arrival of Father Sissen immediately caused a restlessness on the side of the mysterious experts, and many voices were saying things like "Father Sissen is here", "He is still alive", "I haven't seen you for a long time", only the Black Hive side was slightly calmer. Although the Black Nest under the leadership of Father Sissen is also an important part of the NOG governing organization, in terms of popularity and activity, it is almost comparable to the "whisperers" from the Central Duchy, and it is not very familiar with the mysterious organization, and it can even be said to be somewhat mysterious.

The Magical Girl Crusader is considered by others to be a branch of Cyberball, so it can also be considered a part of NOG, but compared to Black Nest, it is more well-known. There are other scattered occult experts, but as long as they don't mention it, no one can be sure of the extent of their affiliation, but even so, Father Sissen smells familiar from them: almost all of the NOG Council member organizations, including the Mercenary Guild and the Torchlight, are here.