It is difficult for Prosthetic Takakawa to judge whether it is the right choice to transfer all the attacks from the Nazis on this crazy battlefield to the "collective subconscious of mankind", and in terms of effect, it will definitely have an impact on "all humans" in the apocalyptic fantasy, but how serious will it be? Looking at the apocalyptic illusion from the level of consciousness, these Nazis are undoubtedly part of human consciousness, perhaps understood as "there is a Nazi in everyone's heart", which can also explain why Nazi soldiers are so incessant and irresistible. If all the mysteries generated by the Nazis are returned to the concept of "humanity" in the apocalyptic vision, will it lead to an explosion of all the negative consciousness in the human consciousness about the meaning of "Nazi"? It is impossible to confirm it until there is a definite practical proof, after all, the study of human consciousness is so shallow, and all current theories cannot penetrate into this level.

Perhaps, the mysteries involving these Nazis that take place in this apocalyptic fantasy are only an insignificant part of the entire consciousness of all mankind in the apocalyptic fantasy, so that this great inclusiveness can completely digest the mysteries that are offensive and destructive to the individual.

In a short period of time of only a few tenths of a second, all that Prosthetic Takakawa could do was to take risks and think in a good direction. On this battlefield, he is the only one who has this ability, and for others, such a short time is not even enough to react, or, although he has enough time in his head to think, he does not have the ability to execute.

Even in the "Doomsday Vision", an environment where the phenomenon of consciousness is more prominent than the "reality of the hospital", there are very few people who can become consciousness walkers, or even penetrate into the "collective subconscious of mankind". A person like Takakawa, who is not only able to enter the "collective subconscious of mankind", but also has enough connections to mobilize the "repeater", and even under certain extreme conditions, can use the name of "Takakawa" to traverse all the past Takakawa, there is no such thing as a person at all.

Takakawa does not think highly of himself, but he does not belittle himself, he knows very well that there are many things in this world that are not "only his own", and he is not special among those things that many people can do. However, its own particularity is still predestined, and under certain limited conditions, there are still "things that only you can do".

It's like what I'm doing at this moment, even if it's a teenager, Gao Chuan can't do it.

Takakawa's consciousness was sinking, his mind was like a flood that had broken a dam, and he could see the direction of the current, but it soon turned into a turbid wave, swallowing everything up with countless layers of mud and sand. It's a feeling of knowing that your mind is running, that you're thinking, but you don't know what you're thinking. I can't even control my own thoughts, I can't see clearly, my soul is out of my shell, but I don't reach the realm of emptiness, but I fall deep into the dark and muddy swamp, and I begin to suffocate in essence.

He wanted to struggle, but the thought had been shattered by what was constantly being used from below the darkness, and he couldn't even tell what it was. Although the concept of "I am thinking" still exists, the thought of "I am thinking" is quickly washed away without a trace.

This is the horror and pressure that all consciousness walks have never experienced in the past, but after being surrounded by these fears and pressures, the prosthetic Takakawa is wrapped tightly, and he is unable to recognize what the so-called "horror" and "pressure" are. The referential object is rapidly disappearing in his world, and the act of consciousness itself, which is to construct cognition by reference, is also covered by something that is ineffable, indescribable, and enormous.

- Ah, it's going to get in, the collective human subconscious......

It's also not appropriate to say "go in", there are no words in the human vocabulary to describe the process and the feeling. The concept of the "collective human unconscious" is actually very distant in the normal impression, just like the astronomical data of people pointing to meteors and making wishes, but not knowing what kind of journey they have traveled when they come to their eyes. However, in terms of the feelings that Takakawa actually feels at this moment, the process from the idea of "entering the collective human subconscious" to the feeling that "the feeling has entered the collective human subconscious" is extremely short.

Although it can't be described by the normal standard of time, if you insist on doing this, even a hundred million tenths of a second is still very sufficient-this is also unprecedented for the consciousness walking experience of the prosthetic Takakawa, as if the relevant work has already been prepared, he just moved the thought, and all the chain reaction was completed in an instant, and he forced himself to fall headlong, as if there was already something waiting there, waiting for himself to have such a thought.

Before he took such a conscious walk, he couldn't be sure that he would succeed, and he couldn't tell what strange things would happen to him, but the actual experience was still far beyond his expectations, because he no longer even had the consciousness to recognize this accident.

…… Fragment.

…… Dark.

…… Wriggle.

…… Red, blue, yellow, all kinds of colors.

…… Cubes, cubes, cuboids, all kinds of regular structures and all kinds of irregular structures.

…… Cogs, guns, flames, crashes, all sorts of things that are collapsing.

…… Anger, sadness, despair, madness, all kinds of hysterical and paranoid and stubborn emotions.

…… Screaming, wailing, crying, wailing, different heart-rending sounds intertwined.

When Takakawa re-recognizes the existence of his self, his first thought is:

- Is the collective human subconscious so muddy and dark? Is it such a clear tendency and color? Is it so emotional, superficial, and figurative?

Then, from the depths of his heart, his own voice replied: No.

So, what is this dream-like, yet real-life experience afterward? Is it just part of the subconscious of the human group? Or has humanity's collective subconscious deteriorated into this? Or is it that you have been thrown into the collective human subconscious, but you can only observe this corner full of negativity?

Can't answer. Incomprehensible. Unrecognizable.

Can't keep thinking.

He knew that he knew why he was in this place and why he was in this situation, but whenever he tried to think deeply, he was caught by a kind of chaos, terror and heaviness, like a heavy and solid wall, preventing him from moving forward to think deeper. And it immediately dawned on him that this obstacle was not an obstacle imposed on him by any external object, but came from himself—as if he were warning himself.

Should I really stop there? Don't you really need to keep thinking about it? In the face of this powerful barrier, is it right to stand back? In a cloudy mind, such thoughts emerged, but these thoughts came and went quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they were washed away without a trace by the muddy thing.

Immediately, the thought suddenly occurred in his thoughts: "I am going to stagnate here." "It's a thought that makes him feel relaxed and weird at the same time. It was as if this was a beautiful outcome, the end of all pain and sorrow, and that there would be a new beginning after a long and distant time, but this beauty was so out of place for him - this kind of misfit was like saying to himself that this easy way of ending was not in line with his own aesthetics, and the result was not what he wanted.

However, it's really relaxing, and that relaxed feeling is the most seductive of the things I know, and it's also something I've always wanted to pursue - isn't that strange? It's obviously what I crave, what I desperately want to get, it's beautiful, but I still have such a feeling of being out of place.

Does this incompatibility prove that this ease is just an illusion and an illusion? No, no, he is the one who feels it directly, and it is certain that it is really a liberation from an incomparably heavy and painful shackle, a relief and a beauty of liberation, the end of all suffering, and perhaps a new beginning.

However, he had realized that while he was longing for this lightness, relief, and beauty, he really wanted to be freed from this heavy and painful shackle? Or is it only you who is so liberated?

- Nope!

- Not true!

- No, if you want to do this, you have already made many choices in the past to achieve such a desire, and there is no need to do it now.

- I want more, more, more...... It's not just your own liberation.

It is your choice to let people all over the world, at least those you love, be freed from the painful and heavy shackles - although it cannot be said that it is the best for yourself, nor can it be said that it is completely right, but this is your choice. It is precisely because I have made such an unwise choice that I have never been liberated, but in any case, this is also the choice I made.

No matter how painful, no matter how close happiness is, but before taking full responsibility for this choice, before coming to the end of this choice, before dying completely...... I'm not going to give up!

A huge impulsive power emerged from an unspeakable place, it was not in the heart, not in the body, not in a certain place outside, but the gushing of this power was so strong that the prosthetic Takakawa suddenly opened his eyes, and then opened his eyes again, as if he was constantly opening his eyes from a series of dreams, and every time he opened his eyes, he woke up in a new dream, and although he kept waking up, he felt that he was always in a ring of dreams.

This is repeated over and over again, each time it is close to "really waking up", but it seems that it will never be able to truly wake up.

Even so, every time he opened his eyes, he could feel a clear thought, and the turbid, complex, surging and unknowable thinking also became clear. He began to sort out what he was like earlier, what he was like now, and what he was in this situation for.

The original goal of letting himself fall into such a chaotic situation was recognizable in this constant lucidity.

- I have transferred all of the unknowable concentrated attacks of the Nazis to the collective human subconscious.

As if echoing this thought of being recognized, when Prosthetic Takagawa opened his eyes again, he saw an incomparably huge whirlpool, standing in front of him. He himself was in a position parallel to the Vortex Eye, but he couldn't tell how far away he was from the Vortex Eye. Everything ahead is obscured by this huge vortex, or rather, this indescribable vortex is the embodiment of all existence except oneself. A very classic description in the occult came to his mind: the vortex of roots, the cave of Jialan, the emptiness of the sky.

- Empty in the air, empty as ...... It's impossible to exhaust all the meanings, is that such a thing?

Prosthetic Takagawa couldn't help but think so.

But in the next moment, the meaning of this "emptiness" was shattered by the anomaly displayed in front of his eyes. Compared with the subtle meaning of "emptiness", the degree of this abnormality has become unimaginable and incomprehensible.

In the center of the huge whirlpool in front of the prosthetic body Takakawa, in the depths of the vortex eye, a certain image suddenly emerged. At first, this image could only be described as "a shadow in the depths of the vortex eye", but it soon became tangible, plump, figurative, and even understandable, not a general concept, but a tangible existence.

Prosthetic Takagawa kept staring, staring, and then felt that it was one eye, and it was a "crimson eyeball" that perfectly matched the vortex eye. The crimson is such a familiar color, the eyeball is so familiar, and the mystery contained in the eyeball is obviously not real, but it is so familiar and unreal.

That is, in the true sense, in human cognition, everything that can fully represent "monsters".

It is the source of fear, its manifestation, its appearance, and the allegorical nature that lies beneath it.

Is that......

"Monsters in the collective human subconscious!?"