Billions of irregular polyhedra paved a silvery white desert in the silent universe, and the moon is embedded in the center of this desert, and it is itself dead and silent. The Three Immortals Island, wielding the tentacles of the pipeline www.biquge.info is the most energetic monster in this cold and dead silence, it is like a big octopus in the deep sea, rolling up the fish with its tentacles, and the ships of the Cosmic United Experimental Fleet seem to be injected with paralyzing venom, without any sign of resistance.

The earth is only turning lonely, and although it is far away, it is impossible to see the life on the ground from space, but it can feel the withering of life from the cold color of the earth's surface. A strange aura of death and stagnation enveloped the dark blue sphere, and wisps of black smoke swept across the surface of the sphere, as if some ominous existence was swallowing inside the sphere.

Separated from the position of the earth, the moon, and the location of the cosmic joint experiment fleet, in the last corner of the triangle, in the orbit where the moon was originally located, the mayfly ruins emitted a sound that could not be blocked even by a vacuum environment. In the observation of the prosthetic body Takakawa, if there is no more external force to interfere at this time, the cosmic joint test fleet, the Nazi moon and the mayfly ruins will collide under the drive of inertia and collide on a definite coordinate, but not only the Nazi moon and the cosmic joint experimental fleet, even the mayfly ruins have not been completely sunk by the impact of the collective human subconscious, just as the Nazi moon will recover under the restart of the repeater, and the cosmic joint experiment fleet is also operating with Sanxian Island as the core, Something is happening in the depths of the Mayfly Ruins, where the ruins of the Ruling Authority are connected.

Prosthetic Takakawa could not directly observe the changes in the depths of the mayfly ruins, but the strange sound was not only detected by the instruments and equipment, but he himself also seemed to hear it directly. It was as if the rusty gears were turning again, as if the discarded steel had been broken, and as if a huge being was groaning in pain.

The timing of this voice was so clever that neither the Combined Space Experiment Fleet nor the Nazi Lunar Repeater seemed to have the ability to intervene directly in the changes. Prosthetic Takakawa was prepared for the worst. What the Nazi Moon had done before was clearly to dock with the Mayfly Ruins, and in a sense, it could be seen as a connection between the Repeater and the ruins of the Ruling Authority - in order to prevent this possibility, in order to take this opportunity to achieve its goal, the Black Hive went deep into the Mayfly Ruins, and even if it was intercepted by the final weapon, it had no intention of retreating.

Takakawa had explored the Mayfly Ruins in a "dreaming" way, and had a relationship with Father Sissen, the actual leader of the Black Hive, but even so, he still couldn't explain why Father Heeson and the Black Hive were willing to risk a direct conflict with the final weapon and go deep into the Mayfly Ruins. Past explorations of the ruins of the Ruling Bureau have proved that there is indeed something more mysterious than the current mystery in the ruins of the Ruling Bureau, and as long as they can survive, it cannot be said that they are completely unrewarded. But it is precisely because there are all kinds of gains, in all kinds of senses, that it is impossible to be sure what people will get in the end.

However, Father Sissen and the Black Nest certainly have a definite goal, and a definite pathway. There have been many details suggesting that their use of the mayfly ruins as an entrance to the Ruling Bureau was not an accident, nor was it a last resort, but more like "it's better to do this", or even "it has to be done".

Take a specific entrance, traverse a specific route, encounter a specific enemy, look for a specific thing, of course, in order to accomplish a specific goal. Father Sissen and the Black Live's actions are highly targeted, allowing a qualified occult expert to smell the suspicions, even if they don't know all the ins and outs.

Prosthetic Takakawa does not feel that it is a "bad thing" for Father Xisen and Black Nest to carry out this targeted action, and more intuitively believes that although their actions are full of autonomy and are not for the sake of NOG, they have a better effect on the NOG side in terms of process and result. To put it simply, whatever Father Sissen and the Black Hive try to do in the depths of the Mayfly Ruins, they will cause problems for the Nazis and the physical life.

However, under the impact of the collective subconscious of human beings, the black nest, which has penetrated deep into the ruins of the mayflies, may not be able to resist the ruins of the ruling bureau and the mutation of physical life.

Whether the Mayfly Ruins and the ruins of the Ruling Bureau in the depths of it would be able to withstand this kind of impact, Gao Chuan, who was inside the Three Immortals Island, could no longer judge, and there were more important things that he needed to do his best to complete. However, as he had guessed, Father Sissen and the members of the Black Hive in his team, including the aborigines of the Ruling Bureau, such as Sand and Tsuki, as well as the survivors of the replaced London area, plus the magical girl crusaders who were discharged by the cyber ball, and the elemental beings who were also carrying out a plan, all the living beings in the area from the mayfly ruins to the ruins of the Ruling Bureau, were experiencing a sudden shock.

It is wordless pressure, terror and despair, a collapse on a spiritual level, an abnormality in the essential movement of the mind, a rampage or death on the self-level of any life that has any knowledge of the self. Whether it is in the ruins of mayflies or in the ruins of the Ruling Bureau, because of this impact on the level of consciousness, there are changes on the material level, showing the understanding of "destruction" in life. At this moment, the expression of consciousness and matter becomes shallow, and it is exceptionally harmonious and unified in the most superficial observations, although no one can describe its details, nor can it accurately express what they have seen, but they can intuitively produce such an impression: as if in this unknown time, they feel the deepest essence of matter and consciousness, and this essence is the same, matter and consciousness are not two different things, but only different manifestations of a certain thing.

It is precisely because we can feel this deeply, so we can also feel that this sudden and terrible impact is destroying not only the consciousness of oneself and others, but also the material composition that constitutes oneself and others, as well as the environment in which oneself lives. Such a disillusionment is complete and essential, making people feel hopeless, and feel the heaviness of the word "doomsday" in a hazy way - it is not just the extinction of a certain group of intelligent organisms on the earth, nor the desolation of the earth's surface, nor the ravages of man-made disasters and natural disasters, but a deeper and more essential collapse.

The more you can feel this, the more terrifying, desperate, and mad it becomes—not only human beings, but even those physical beings who have always seemed to be composed entirely of reason, and dead bodies who have no emotions in theory, but only act by logic, have become unimaginably crazy in this unknown amount of time, at an unknown speed, but no one can describe what this madness is like, because no one can observe this frenzy without losing himself.

Or rather, at the same time as he observed, he was already crazy.

Father Sissen was like waking up from a nightmare, a strong feeling of vomiting rose from his heart, but he retched, he couldn't vomit anything, he only felt that as soon as he was in a trance, something had happened, but when he had to think about what had happened, he only felt the fear and despair that made people vomit involuntarily. He even felt a strong rejection deep within him, refusing to remember anything he knew before he was in a trance.

It's not that I'm amnesia, it's that I instinctively prevent myself from doing the act of "remembering", but this perception is still shallow, and Father Sissen is able to feel something deeper - the rejection of memories is not because of the fear and despair that memories of the past bring, but because it prevents himself from thinking deeply. If you just think about something, you can do it at any time, but in order to analyze certain things that have happened and are about to happen, you can't do without information, and most of this information is provided in the form of "memory".

If you can't remember, you can't extract the information you need, and you can't think deeply. Father Sissen's instincts warned him of the terrible thing it was to think deeply at this moment.

However, if you don't remember or think about it, you won't even know why you're here or what you should do next.

Father Sissen looked around, and in the peculiar landscape of the Ruling Bureau, there was never a ruin like this—not that it was destroyed after it was built, nor was it built indiscriminately so that the pattern was chaotic, or the structure was incomplete, but it was more like there was some mysterious force that treated the originally intact building as mud, tightly pinched together, and the structural distortion did not hinder the consistency of the foundation, but there were still too many details to prove that this one thing was actually two things.

He didn't see half a figure, and he felt like the only one alive in this strange ruin—and then, further thinking that he wasn't here alone, the intense feeling of vomiting came back as he pondered further. He covered his mouth, but something tangible appeared and went up his esophagus.

Father Sissen could no longer hold back the strong foreign body feeling, and he gaged loudly, and a strange thing like a squid, alive, squirmed like a struggle, and fell to the ground with a "snap". Without any hesitation, Father Sissen stepped forward and stepped on the squid's head, and the instinct of the mysterious expert made him confirm it at the first time, which was definitely not a good thing. The squid-like monster had the touch of a balloon, but it was not as tough as it looked, and when it died, it even screamed, spilling a large amount of crimson liquid from its body, like blood, and Father Sissen didn't know if it should be called "blood".

Such a strange thing came out of his body, and Father Sissen couldn't help but get goosebumps. What memories came flooding back, he thought of physical life, thought of Doomsday Shinrikyo, thought of the Nazis, thought of repeaters, thought of sacrificial rituals...... However, there are only verbal concepts, and there are no clear sentences to describe a clear message.

Father Sissen had never been so eager to have a companion by his side who could communicate with him, but whenever he thought of the word "companion", the word "death" would appear, and he couldn't help but think that perhaps many of his companions had died before that.

In any case, you have to find a solution to your problem, or someone who can solve it - Fr. Sissen knows very well that he has only been warned that he should not think deeply, but that does not mean that he cannot think at all. If he can't think, he will only become a walking corpse that has lost his sense of self, but as long as he can think, he can do some kind of purposeful behavior through thinking—thinking behavior and purposefulness will be his instructions for moving forward.

First of all, as if instinctively, Father Sissen realized that he was not special. The fact that they are not special at this moment means that there are people who retell themselves as if they were themselves, who can act with a certain meaning, with a certain purpose, who know a certain level of information, and even to the extent that they think and act faster and stronger than they are at this time, which also means that they have a better understanding of the situation and a solution to the situation - such people are not necessarily all enemies.

"I need help." Father Sissen said this, as if following some kind of attraction, going in a certain direction. After about a hundred meters, he heard a ringtone, like an old, monotonous, eerie telephone ringing, but in his impression, such a ringing should not have appeared in this place. However, such an anomaly will not simply be listed as a "bad thing" in his logic, because this ringtone is a familiar thing, so he immediately has the impression that it is a "telephone ringtone", rather than mistaking it for something else.

"The phone rings" means "someone is trying to make contact" - so it makes sense to prove the existence of other people and to communicate with each other.

When Fr. Siessen came up with this logic, he also intuitively knew where the "telephone" was. Without hesitation, he stepped over the ruined building, and found the "telephone" in the wreckage that had peeled away from something he didn't know what it was—just as he had the impression he had when he heard it ring, an old-fashioned turntable phone, a form that shouldn't have been in this place.

Although it looks like an old-fashioned rotary phone, there is no line in the main body of the phone, and there is no line connection between the main body and the receiver. The bell was still ringing, and Father Sissen paused, then picked up the earpiece and put it to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Sissen, I'm Sha."