I couldn't help but look around, and all the mysterious experts who appeared were silently looking into the distance, motionless like sculptures. They were still alive, but their eyes were blank. I looked at the people around me, my hands were already cuffed together with John Bull's hands, and John Bull, Connector, and Anna looked no different from those stiff and demented mystical experts.

In the distance in mid-air, the Four Heavenly Yuan Jia Coconut was pinched by the Moon God with both hands as seen in a trance, but the Moon God's movements were so slow, even if the Four Heavenly Yuan Jia Coconut did not struggle, it did not pinch her into meat sauce in an instant.

I suddenly understood what was going on in the trance before.

It was the power of the moon god, a massive conscious intervention, and I was the first to wake up from this interference. Even, I have to guess, what interfered with us mysterious experts was only the aftermath of the power of the moon god, and the main power of the moon god was directed at the four heavenly courtyards.

I can't remember how long it was and what happened during the time it was interfered with by consciousness, but this is definitely not a good time to remember.

I put Anna on my shoulder, grabbed John Bull and the Connector with both hands, and swept farther away.

It's no longer a good place to watch the game.

I swept more than ten kilometers away, surrounded by barrenness, ravines, broken logs, and rockfalls caused by the previous shock wave, which was no longer part of the scope of the mental hospital, it should have been full of woods, undulating hills, and covered with ashes, but now only a plain remained, and the wind was blowing, constantly washing away the desolate scenery. I don't know how wide the Luna God's consciousness power reaches. However, the thought that it was a monster born from this Las Vegas repeater couldn't help but give birth to a bottomless abyss-like horror. Not long ago, other occult experts were probably not afraid of this force, but I couldn't get rid of my own careful fear. Now he feels that the power of the Moon God is enough to cover the entire repeater world. It's not impossible.

So, how many people can break free from the consciousness walking that it is showing at this moment?

I have a strict standard for evaluating my abilities, and it is true that there have been very few opponents in past battles, but that doesn't mean I'm arrogant enough not to feel like there are no opponents of my own. The mysterious experts who can participate in the battle of the peninsula probably have hole cards, and I am confident that I will not lose to them, but I don't think so. I can walk free of the moon god's consciousness, and so can every other mystical expert.

At least, when I came to my senses, the mysterious experts I saw were still in a state of ignorance, and even the Four Heavenly Yuan Coconut didn't move—she had the power of the Black Sea, and she also had the power of consciousness, and if she hadn't been suppressed in terms of consciousness, I am afraid that she would not have been so easily grasped by the moon god and did nothing.

The situation at hand. The four heavenly courtyard ga coconut understands that it falls into the downwind, just. The moon god was also slow to move and failed to strangle her at the first time, which also means that the Four Heavenly Courtyard Gaconuts still have the power to resist. However, it is precisely because of this that the Four Heavenly Courtyard Coconuts, which have the black water turned by four billion people, can only passively resist. It made me feel even more that the performance of the moon god at this time was so appalling.

I am not a true consciousness walker, and I was able to be the first to break free from the confinement of the moon god, in addition to my own consciousness walking ability endowed by the "river", it must be the resistance of the Four Heavenly Courtyard Gaconuts that played a greater role. But even so. I still can't understand what the power of the moon god's consciousness is. I can't recall when I was in a trance.

Maybe the Four Heavenly Courtyard Coconuts are competing with the moon god in the world of consciousness at this time, but I can't rely on the power of my own consciousness to enter that world of consciousness. I'm not sure if a few of the other occult experts who are still in place have entered that world of consciousness.

I only know one situation, at this time on the peninsula, the only two people who can move are me and the moon god. I couldn't take advantage of this opportunity to attack the luna, because just escaping already felt like I was doing my best.

I stopped, put John Bull, Connector, and Anna down, the faces of the three of them were still dazed, obviously this distance still could not get rid of the consciousness power of the moon god, I had to prepare for the worst: in fact, the power of the moon god has completely covered the entire peninsula, and even if there is no plan of the mysterious organizations of all parties to isolate the peninsula, its power may spread throughout the entire repeater world. And this kind of display of strength is probably not the full display of its strength for the moon god. As a monster bred by a repeater under Nazi control, it was born with a certain mystical affinity for the world, which is extremely common in occult descriptions.

The power of the moon god may not be such a crude and simple power as "holding the sun and the moon in your hand", but it is closer to the characteristics of the repeater, penetrating into the realm of consciousness, turning the mind of each thinker, and then putting everyone in a state where they cannot think and cannot use their consciousness to drive their behavior. The black water of the Four Heavenly Temples is also maintained in a static state, falling from the sky, hitting the ground, and setting off a huge wave again, and this wave that should have swept around is maintaining a last-minute state, I think this is not a solidification of time or space, but the black water itself has some kind of consciousness level characteristics, so it is suppressed by the power of the moon god.

Observing the repeater world from the perspective of the apocalyptic illusion, the repeater world itself can be regarded as a world of entangled manifestations of consciousness. Although we, the intruders, observe various "substances" and "physical phenomena" in a "physical" way, there is no evidence to prove that we are in a completely material state at this time—from the actual observation of the apocalyptic illusion in the hospital, and from the apocalyptic illusion to the relayer world, and then to the various consciousness nightmares in the relayer world, if it is regarded as a kind of depth at the level of consciousness, as a kind of diving into the collective subconscious of human beings, it is not impossible.

When the perspective of observation changes, the concepts of matter and consciousness begin to blur and undergo a relative transformation, which is also explained in the various scientific theories I know, especially the superstring theory and quantum theory, which tend to be the grand unified theory. I have never felt that this blurring of the state of matter and the state of consciousness is anything new. However, it was daunting and reached the limits of what I could have imagined. This also means that the power of the moon god at this time is at least the limit of what I can imagine. I used to think that the human imagination was endless, but here and now. I deeply feel that there is a limit to one's imagination. The gap between a "person" and a "person" in a broader sense is as far away as the distance between hyperbolas – they may be close together, but they cannot overlap at all.

The more I try to imagine, the more I think, the more I try to recognize and understand, the heavier the pressure becomes.

The fourth-level magic pattern continued to absorb the aftermath. The aftermath of data hedging is seemingly endless, but relatively, which is a testament to how drastic data hedging pervades the peninsula. I finally felt the limit of the fourth-level magic pattern, if I regarded the aftermath that could be used at this time as a vast ocean, then the fourth-level magic pattern was just a bowl, and although this bowl could constantly pick up water, it couldn't scoop up this sea at all. Pour it out, and there is only the power of this bowl of water.

For other occult experts, perhaps. This bowl of water was beyond their power, but how insignificant it was to the Four Heavenly Courtyard Coconuts and the Moon God who made this ocean.

I looked at the two monsters from afar, and their existence did not become vague because of the distance, but on the contrary. The moon god's body seemed to be larger than before, and it was constantly getting taller. If it is estimated by normal scientific surveying and mapping methods, the moon god at this time is taller than a skyscraper, and it is estimated in equal proportions. The four-day courtyard coconut pinched in its hand must be far more than the weight of a human body.

I don't know how long the stalemate between these two monsters lasted, and I couldn't feel the loss of time at all in my trance. And just as I was watching, the body of the Four Heavenly Courtyard Coconuts disappeared, and the palms of the moon god slammed together, making a thunderous "poof", and it seemed that the entire peninsula also jumped. I subconsciously touched my warm nasal passages, and saw that my fingers were stained with blood, and at the same time, I could no longer hear any sound.

As far as the eye can see, the scenery begins to distort. The distortion began at the hands of the moon god, and in a breath it crossed over where we occult experts had been, engulfing the mystical experts who had remained in place with a dazed expression. I'm subconsciously going to do something......

What am I going to do? I'm a little dazed. In a trance, I felt a tremendous force hit me, and I floated in weight and pain, and I was still thinking about what I should do, but until I fell to the ground again, I didn't come up with a result. I felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't figure out why. I don't think I should be doing anything, but what can I do if I don't?

I feel like I'm in chaos, but what is chaos? I know I'm in a trance, but what is lucidity? I felt like I should stop thinking, but what is thinking?

I heard a loud voice, and I saw something disturbing, and a great shadow leaped up from the sky and fell down with a thousand might. I was swept away, washed, and there was some kind of force that burrowed into my thoughts, but then disappeared in my daze.

When I came to my senses again, there were many more people around me. I shuddered, and my thoughts turned again, only to feel like I had lost my soul before. This is clearly the consciousness power of the moon god, and everything that happened before, not a single thing has been missed, all in my memory—I didn't make any resistance when the shockwave came, and I just let myself be blown away, hit by broken trees and flying stones, smashed to the ground, and rolled for a long distance before stopping, and then the black water swept through the area like a flood that opened the floodgates.

In the process, I had a hundred ways to protect myself and John Bull, but none of them worked. No, it's not that it didn't work, but it was supposed to be an instinctive reaction, the thinking answer that should have been given in the first place, all stopped at that moment, like an idiot, at a loss when danger came.

This is obviously not normal.

All the sources that drive the body to act are interfered with by a mysterious force, instincts are forcibly interrupted, and thinking is confined to an extremely narrow range, unable to respond to external situations.

"That's what it is...... The mystery of the moon god? "I staggered to my feet, and the body of the fourth-level demonic emissary finally survived. Broken bones, twisted muscles, broken internal organs, and other injuries are rapidly healing. However, looking around, there were more than a dozen mysterious experts lying on the ground, some still breathing, others dying miserably, some turned into meat sauce, some turned into dried corpses, some with broken bodies, and internal organs scattered everywhere.

The wind brought up the ashes and turned them into cyclones around us, and from time to time there were sharp sounds in the air, and then a greater wind and wave swept over, almost blowing people to the ground again. When I looked up, I saw a deep and turbid black curtain, like seawater, thicker than the sea, and farther away, a tornado that penetrated the sky, smashing holes in the dark curtain of the sky. There are incomparably huge shadows shuttling through the black curtain, setting off stormy waves from time to time. I was standing on the ground, but I felt as if I was standing in a big hollow at the bottom of the sea, and what I saw was not the sky, but a black ocean.

I've come to my senses, and this is the battle between the Four Heavenly Temples and the Moon God. I can't see who has the upper hand, I can't even see them themselves, only the constant occurrence of all kinds of unbelievable phenomena, as if the peninsula could be shattered at any moment. No, it should be said that it is strange that the peninsula has not broken at this time, and it also proves that the peninsula has completely become an abnormal space in the data hedging phenomenon.

I can't guarantee that my place will not be affected by this majestic battle again. I want to be a part of it, but I won't be able to gain a foothold on this battlefield as long as I haven't found a way to deal with the luna's terrifying ability to interfere with the mind's ability to turn and react instinctively.

It has been proven that in my current state, the power of consciousness walking that I possess can only make me wake up faster than others, but cannot completely defend against the erosion of consciousness. (To be continued......)