When Father Sissen suddenly woke up from his trance, there was an even taller, orderly, not ruinous area in front of him, with towering cones lined one after another, and steps spiraling up along the cone-like surface, and I don't know when, there were already many human-like things shrouded in black robes along the corridors, steps, and aisles, and climbed up the cones. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info looked up, Father Sissen couldn't see the end of the steps, but he seemed to be standing at the bottom of the line, at the back of these black-robed lines, and he didn't know when he also put on the black robe and blended into it.

Each cone is at least a few hundred meters high, and the bottom diameter is also a hundred meters, and the huge spider-like construction machines slowly move between the cones, and the tools are their limbs and internal organs, and whenever they stop, these tools will make a noisy sound and splash violent sparks, but the buildings made of these structures are not constructed by ordinary splicing methods, and the cutting and assembling of these structures by the construction machines is not a normal means of mechanical engineering. Father Sissen knows this, because he has seen the work of construction machines controlled by security nets on the side of the indigenous people, Sha and Yi.

Construction machines without the control of safety nets are dangerous, they can deform the structure of an area in just a week, and they will not be able to identify targets, ignoring the distinction between living and non-living organisms, and using them all as construction materials. Because the construction machines themselves are made of extremely hard structures, not only are they extremely destructive, but they also have tools that are completely capable of destroying or altering the material of the structure.

In areas where the security network is out of control, construction machines are the existence that can avoid conflicts as much as possible, and under normal circumstances, as long as you don't take the initiative to approach it to a certain distance, you can avoid being used as a target resource, however, at this moment, Father Sissen is standing in a group of black robes, and his head and face are also hidden in a black robe, but he can still feel that these construction machines are staring at him. To be more specific, it is that at the moment of wakefulness, after noticing the abnormality of the place in which you are located, you already have this feeling of being stared at.

Fr. Sissen doesn't think that the anomalies of the construction machine are accidental, but he prefers a slightly more pessimistic view of what that means, whether it is a good thing or a bad thing. This sense of gaze that has always existed makes him feel in his heart that he has not really integrated into this group of "black robes", the fact that he is an outlier has been discovered, and the other party does not have any good intentions. But even so, there was no immediate targeted state of affairs.

The black-robed men walked up the stairs, followed silently by Father Sissen. When he followed the centaurs in front of him to a certain height, he realized that he was no longer the "last". Below him, above him, in all directions, the black-robed figure was reminiscent of a devout believer, as if he were on his way to a grand party. Although he could not see the face under the black robe, but only felt the "human form" element from the general outline of the black robe, it still made people wonder whether the black robe was human or not—Father Sissen was no stranger to such scenes, not that he had seen these black robes, seen the environment here, and seen similar behaviors, but because Father Sissen smelled the smell of Doomsday Shinrikyo from them.

It is a sacrificial ritual where all the people involved in the ceremony are ...... Father Sissen thought, but another thought came to mind: Are these hidden shells under the black robes really human?

When Father Sissen first woke up from his involuntary thoughts, he was already standing at the back of the line, and in a trance, he came to the middle of the group, and he didn't know whether he was walking too fast, or if there were too many black robes behind him, after all, he couldn't even figure out the origin and appearance of these black robes. He was just passively caught in the middle of the line.

Father Sissen felt like a marionette, coerced to walk up the stairs like the rest of the black robes, not knowing what enemy he was going to or what would await him. Clearly, Fr. Sissen is a mystical expert who trusts his instincts, and since these black-robed deeds are reminiscent of the sacrifice rituals of the Doomsday Shinrikyo religion, he has reason to believe that they are the sacrificial rituals of the Doomsday Shinrikyo religion.

This hazy perception soon turned into an ominous premonition in Father Sissen's mind. He didn't have any reason to hesitate, and was thinking about how to leave the group, but unsurprisingly, he peeked into the interior of a cone-shaped building. There are no "human" beings in the common sense of the word, but there are several physical beings with masks. The pale and hard mask-like face, or strong or lean physique, gave people an incomparably cold and powerful feeling. At the first sight of them, no one will see them as inanimate dolls, but will be terrified by such life instincts.

As if escorting a prisoner, the body life looked at the black robe in front of him with sharp eyes. Father Sissen had wanted to get out of this obviously ominous place in a slightly tougher way, but the message brought to him by the "wind" caused him to abandon the plan immediately. The number of these black robes is too much, and the position that I came to inexplicably is too low, no matter which direction you flee, you will inevitably fall into a siege. Although his physical condition is unexpectedly good, there is also a strong intuition that warns that he will never be able to escape this place alive.

Father Sissen re-examined the information preserved by the prosthetic body, and confirmed that he had indeed not deviated from the route of departure given by "Sha", not so much that the direction he chose was bad or unlucky, but that he had come to such a place in his previous state of mind, as if he was being pulled by some mysterious force in the dark.

Black robe, physical life, ritual place...... All of these elements are fully in line with the cooperative intelligence of the Doomsday Shinrikyo and the physical life.

Father Sissen had to think that this was the place where the primordial life intended to complete the reproduction project. And being "just" in this place made him feel as if he was forced to witness the process...... No, he felt that there was something worse, a deeper sense of foreboding.

Am I also part of the sacrifice? In Father Sissen's mind, such a thought could not help but appear, and the abnormality that appeared in himself seemed to imply it, a hazy symbolism, forming a silhouette in his mind that made him shudder. It's like everything that has happened before is preparing for this moment.

Those thoughts on the truth of the end times were a kind of spiritual adjustment, and he was in a predicament where he had to think about it that way. The thing in his consciousness and mind was like a huge net, and he was trapped in it like a flying worm. He even felt that it was not for nothing that he was wearing a black robe at this time, because, although he felt that he was different from these black robes, maybe in fact, he was no different from them, and the other black robes, those unorthodox outlines, also felt that they were different from their surroundings, and regarded other black robes as "different".

The idea that underneath the black robe is "Father Sissen", or whatever, is actually "black robe", a sacrifice, a part of the ritual - there is no absolute evidence for such an idea, but it is difficult for Father Sissen to get rid of.

Father Sissen saw clearly that inside every cone, in every window-like opening, there was physical life. The number of these bodies was far greater than he had estimated, as he could not see the end of the number of cones, nor could he tell how many windows there were on the cones. So, how many physical beings are gathered here? Hundreds? Or thousands?

Father Sissen hid in a group of black robes, turning one staircase after another, spiraling up seemingly without end, just as he was guessing where he was going, he suddenly realized that the black robes that seemed to be tightly surrounding him all this time had actually changed batch after batch. When did the black robe around him become other black robes, this question even Father Sissen himself couldn't answer, just like magic, realizing that this point was different, it was not the result of constant attention, it was not the inference of logical thinking, it was not even intuition, and it was more like a sudden thought: the black robe around him was no longer the original one.

The obscure, irresistible, mysterious, and mysterious changes made him feel deeply mysterious. At this time, if you look at these cones, steps, aisles and corridors, you will have the idea that you are not on the way to the place of the sacrifice ceremony, but this huge area where you can't see the edge, these buildings full of strange customs are already the places of the sacrifice ceremony, and the black robes, including yourself, have already constituted the sacrifice ceremony in behavior, and the black robes that have been replaced by you at some point have become sacrifices, and if you continue like this, He will also be sacrificed at some point, becoming the "black robe that is unknowingly replaced" in the eyes of other black robes.

The power of the Demon Pattern Messenger, the prosthetic structure, and the contemplation of the truth of the apocalypse not only failed to become the key to breaking through the shackles, but seemed to be a part of the shackles.

"No, it's just a delusion." At that moment, a voice reached Father Sissen's head, "All that you see, what you feel, is an illusion. Sissen, you still haven't changed, you'll always be confused by the magic pattern. ”

The voice was so familiar that the man's appearance had come to Father Sissen's mind—

"Father Edward."

"Sissen, I've always said this: you, as a messenger of the magic pattern, are not so much a user of the magic pattern, but more like a carrier of the magic pattern, you can't tell the difference between the power that you are guided by the magic pattern and the power of the magic pattern, you always take it for granted that everything you have because of the magic pattern is everything you already have." The image of Father Edward appeared in Father Sissen's mind, and his voice seemed to be conveyed through this image, and Father Sissen could no longer distinguish whether this image and voice were really Father Edward's speech or his own hallucination.

"It's so sad, Sissen. You think so deeply about the truth of the end, but you think so superficially about yourself, I have taught you since you were four years old that you must look at the world from the perspective of yourself, not from the perspective of the truth of the end, but you have always been unable to do it. Father Edward's voice was calm, kind, and full of compassion, and to Father Sissen it sounded like the godfather who had seen him in the eyes of his past self.

"Father Edward......" Father Sissen had many rebuttals, but, at this moment, he felt that those words were like rebellious children emphasizing the clichés of adults, full of naivety and childishness, so he could not say them.

"When you are a human being, you don't need to see the world as God does." Fr. Edward said, "Only by becoming God do you need God's perspective, God's justice and God's mercy. If you want to be a savior, or if you want to live like a human being, or if you want to be a hero, or if you want to make a contribution, or just live peacefully, they are all human beings, and they are all the right answers for you, but you have never chosen these answers, you don't want to save anything, you don't feel like you don't need to save anything, you don't want to destroy anything, you don't feel like you don't need to destroy anything, you seem to do whatever you want, and you only do what you want, but this is not out of your human nature, but because, You are looking at the world from the perspective of the end of the world. ”

"Father Edward, I have never been able to understand why this is not right." Father Sissen finally spoke, and he did not forget it, and he said the same thing he himself had said many years earlier when he had been educated by Father Edward.

"I've tried to make you understand this in different ways, from different angles: even the Doomsday Shinrikyo is not looking at the world from the perspective of the end of the world." "Doomsday truth can be a pursuit, it can be a faith, it can be a program of action, it can be a philosophical will, but there is one thing in common: the end is ahead, not under one's feet. We are just going to reach that destination, not already standing there. Any attempt to take oneself to the end of the world to observe the world before the end of the world will be skewed, and ignoring this deviation will only lead one further and further away from the truth. At this time, what you are suffering is the result of deviation. ”