Wolf Yan and Bad Day walked side by side inside the Tower of Babel.

But at that moment, the only remaining eye of the bad day suddenly shrank and his steps paused, and Wolf Yan suddenly raised his head, and subconsciously reached out and pressed his heart.

Just now, what happened?

[Amirus is dead]

And the deer's head sounded like an emotionless synthesized voice from beside him.

[Just now, he liberated his fate]

"Oh, that old man."

Bad Day sighed, "Among the elven directors, he can be regarded as one of the few good people."

"How do you judge good guys and bad guys?" Wolf Yan casually raised the bar. "It's simple," replied Bad Day, "this old and decaying body, he's been using it for a long, long time. But he never used the mother tree system to be reborn." Because he already knew that the mother tree system had been tampered with.

He's a good old man. I don't like to offend people.

Therefore, Amirus did not quarrel with his "kind" either. He barely uses his privileges as an elf director, but at the same time he doesn't object to anyone else's use. With such a character, there may not be many true friends, but there must be many people of the same kind who have a good relationship with him.

Of course, someone persuaded him that such a rotten body could have been given up a long time ago. And the old man just shook his head happily and pretended to be stupid, noncommittal.

After all, his fate is "persistence". It's normal for this old man to be stubborn. So over time, no one persuaded him. People see the purpose of his actions as "accomplishing his own destiny."

"But really, he just didn't want to take someone's life."

Bad Day whispered, "As long as he commands, someone will arrange his reincarnation. Without him having to do any work, the flattering lickers will automatically analyze his demands and arrange for him to be more suitable for his body than his own body. And a complete system has been designed to properly educate and screen them to ensure that they get a perfect reincarnation material, as well as multiple spare bodies."

"Well, Lothar told me too."

Wolf Yan nodded, "These name-raiding elves weren't really great people a thousand years ago. It's just that after the destruction of the old civilization, the survivors who arrived with seven dragons were just a survivor.

"In the beginning, they were more than 4,000 people selected from the billions of citizens of the Old World as the "pioneers of civilization". This is enough to show that they have excellent talents; But on the other hand, since they will be sent out in batches and aimlessly instead of staying on Earth, it means that they must not be at the top level."

Their literacy is excellent, but they can never be the best. This is a pioneering project that cannot guarantee a survival rate, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is sent to death. The best people would never be sent out on such a project.

In the end, the final survival rate of more than 4,000 people was less than 100. With a survival rate of less than 2%, it sounds as ironic as a gacha mobile game.

"And those 'materials', it's different. At this time, as the Raider Elves, they were already the actual rulers of this world. Of course they can get the 'best body' – even the dragons don't think there's anything wrong with that." Wolf Yan sneered.

As a survivor of the old civilization and a guide of the new civilization, it is of course beneficial to the work to replace the best body and a young and vigorous body.

Bad Day continued, "As far as I know, there aren't many Raider Elves who haven't changed their bodies, not even a handful of them. But everyone else was quite young before, only Amirus. He was already in his sixties when he transformed into an elf.

"The elf's permanent technology keeps him from getting any serious illnesses due to the decline in his physical skills, but the decay and aging of his body still exists. Let alone. That's a thousand years of aging."

Aging itself is capable of wearing down a person's mind.

Maintain the body of the elderly for a thousand years - and if you want to give up, you can get a young and healthy body in no time. And each indicator can be self-defined

。

Hearing this, Wolf Yan finally understood why Bad Day would say this.

He was also in awe of Amirus, "That's really remarkable. I don't think I can do that.

"Has he finally decided to be reincarnated now?"

[He can't be reincarnated anymore]

The voice of the deer's head came: [Just now, the mother tree system was destroyed. In other words, Amirus is completely dead this time]...

"The old man is probably tired."

Bad Day sighed, "Now his old man can take a breath."

And Wolf Yan asked directly to the deer head, "What role can his fate play?"

[——Able to reverse the future]

The deer head replied very quickly.

Hearing this, Bad Sun and Wolf Yan both showed surprised expressions.

It wasn't that long ago that they had heard the gloomy prophecy of the deer's head. And in order to reverse this prophecy of the end of the world, he was ready to die.

Bad Day asked, "What do you mean by that?"

[Just a chance.] Originally, it was like walking alone in the dark forest. Wild beasts, poisonous insects, cliffs, mire. We don't even have a chance to see the danger. Now, then, we have at least a torch that won't be extinguished, and a bandage that won't run out.]

The deer head seemed to utter a long list of words as if it were uncommon.

Wolf Yan understood what she meant, "You mean, we don't need to kidnap the dragon anymore?"

Their original plan was to emulate the Pope - if the Pope could kidnap a dragon, so could they. No matter what dreams, what world wars, what fallen angels, at least smash the gray dome first, and give people the possibility of survival.

But in fact, whether it is the deer head, the bad day, or the inferior themselves, they do not have the confidence that "such a plan can succeed". Because even the deer head statue does not see any hope for the future.

Now, things have finally taken a new turn.

[I saw it]

The synthetic voice of the deer head statue is flat, clear, and emotionless, but Bad Day seems to hear a crying little girl from it: "This time I did see the future. I also finally understood the Pope's big plan – and why I couldn't see hope in our previous plan.

"He set the trap?"

Bad Day reacted immediately: "On the dragon or on the Grey Dome?"

[It's the Gray Dome.] The Grey Dome system was not destroyed, but was infused with the power of his Holy Rank, which prevented it from manifesting properly—the crimson power of the Divine Order used by the fallen angels. It is the power of the Holy Order, which is extended by the 'anti-electron, which belongs exclusively to the Pope'.

[Like the 'revenge' of the bird of paradise and the 'anti-electron' of the sheath, the power of the holy rank that belongs to the red line, they both mean resistance to something]

And its essence is 'anti-superman,' Like the Holy Order, which is called 'anti-electron,' it is the people of the old days, resentful that the advanced productive forces of the electric age have taken away their jobs, invaded their privacy, and controlled their freedom, and the desire to destroy these things to give them peace.

['Anti-Superman' is the power of the newly born Holy Order, but it existed much earlier. This is the resentment of those who are born ordinary and have no special talents for thousands of years against such an unequal thing as 'born extraordinary'. It expands its scope to include psionic powers, spells, and the power of the Holy Rank itself, as well as elves as immortals, and dragons as giant psionic mechanical beings.

[The way 'anti-electron' works is to permanently destroy these electronic devices, which is a radical power of holy order; And 'the anti-superman is a fairer and gentler force of holy order, which operates only to neutralize these supernatural forces. Pull the power of the high position back to the same level as yourself, that is, pull down the expressiveness beyond ordinary people.

[Even if you really control the dragon, I'm afraid you won't be able to break through the gray dome guarded by the 'anti-superman'. Although it is pitch black on the outside, there is also a crimson shock mesh lurking inside.

[These otherworldly beings must be brought into contact with the Grey Dome.]

。 It's already incredibly difficult to neutralize the power of these holy ranks—not to mention that we don't have the technology to be able to create a flying machine that can be close to the height of the gray dome and fall, and launch a person into the air while the temperature is cooling every day, which is tantamount to murder......

[I see it from the future, and I want to counteract the power of that holy rank.] Having to touch the Grey Dome basically means that it can't be done unless it's voluntary. And if a psyker or angel is killed, the possibility of purifying the Black Dome is one less point.]

「... No wonder."

Wolf Yan muttered in a low voice, "That's why my attack didn't take them all down."

When they had encountered the Crimson Angels in the Reinvention Mechanism, he had attacked them. It was a hurricane that tore a small town apart, and the mercenaries of Sanity Heavy Industry were dead, but the angels were not knocked down.

And after coming into contact with them, Wolf Yan found that his spiritual energy had become a little weaker.

The bad day also understood: "Is this the strategy that the Pope came up with against the twilight seed..."

"But I still don't think he'll make it."

Wolf Yan sighed, "Russell is not from this world, his power comes from the outside world. He is the variable, all the extraordinary power of this world comes from the dream itself, how can the power extended from the dream be able to withstand the dream itself? It's as ridiculous as borrowing money from the other party to buy the other person.

"And I don't think the Pope can weave a web of holy rank that can neutralize all the other transcendent powers. Because, at the end of the day, not everyone is resentful of this inequality. In other words, even if the power of resentment is completely concentrated on the gray dome, it will definitely not reach 100%. Not to mention that a considerable portion of it was given to the angels."

[No, wolf words. You don't really understand it yet. This is where his cunning lies, and this is the trap he has set]

"—I see."

Bad Day suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped the bad man: "Stop, wolf talk. There's no need to go to the dragon."

When the young man at the head of the deer looked puzzled, Bad Day's expression sank. The white-haired young man's expression was obscure, and his brows furrowed: "I know why you said that we didn't have any hope before.

"—because it's the ultimate test. It is a difficult hurdle that humanity will never pass.

"If 'the superman, the strength is stronger, stronger enough,' to the point where all the transcendent powers must be returned, it is actually easier to solve - because we don't have a choice. If you don't, you die together, and things get simpler.

"But it's because the strength of the 'Anti-Superman' is so weak that we don't know how much psionic energy is needed to purify this black dome to the point where it can be shattered normally."

"I get it, too."

The inferior responded, "Because of people's suspicion and selfishness."

"You're right."

Bad Day nodded.

No one can sacrifice a few for the sake of the many, but everyone can choose to sacrifice for others or not for themselves.

Even if this sacrifice has nothing to do with life, it is just a "privilege" for oneself.

On the other hand, how do people who have no power view these self-sacrificing people? Will their attitude chill their hearts and make those who come after them choose to resist?

There is another temptation lurking here.

That is, if the sacrifice of others can solve this problem, he can naturally leave his own special powers, and thus become transcendent in the new world where the gray dome is shattered and the birds are singing, like elves and dragons.

The reason why people's hatred of the transcendent is not strong enough is because this hatred can be transformed into a desire to "take its place".

And people who are willing to give everything for the sake of others can never be "all". Especially when people realize that the selfish can steal the ultimate gain, the sacrifice of the victim becomes even more worthless.

It's a dead end.

A prisoner sleepy

Border.

The most frightening thing is that the Pope is still growing.

As more and more people upload those thoughts, the Black Dome's protective power will become stronger and stronger, and the power that needs to be voluntarily neutralized by the victim to offset will become more and more. Time waits for no one.

At the same time, the weather is getting colder. Encountering the Black Dome will become more and more dangerous, and this will make those who are still hesitant to refuse more and more wavering and hesitant.

Although unwilling, Wolf Yan is indeed clearly aware that the world is being destroyed. And already to the last step before the cliff.

"But, you said you saw the future."

His brow furrowed, feeling anxious, "Of course I can sacrifice, but I think we alone will definitely not be enough."

[This is the time to show the 'miracle']

The deer head said calmly: "My destiny is 'plan and prophecy, only I use the power of miracles to spread accurate and true information in the hearts of all people, and imprint the plan in everyone's soul, can people in the shortest time, with the highest efficiency, race against time to complete this great cause - to save the world.

[I believe that it will be more cost-effective to temporarily unite mankind than to return this 'miracle of mine' to heaven]

Bad Day was silent for a moment and said, "But I remember that you can't actively use the power of miracles."

[Because there's another Torkifat]

The deer head replied, "That's why I called you here, and I can open the door for you a few last times.

[Bad day, I want you to kill Torkifate.] You have a long enough relationship with him, even if he has the strength of the 'superman', the probability of you defeating him is not low.

After that, you will go to the 'Temple' with Wolf Yan. At this moment, the defenses are relatively empty, and I hope that you will destroy the canon server as soon as possible, prevent the birth of a new angel, and prevent the infinite rebirth of the Pope."

"What about the Pope himself? He's stolen the dragon's heart and regained his body."

Bad Day realized a loophole in the arrangement: "You don't think that the promotion is still in the Holy Scriptures, do you? I'm afraid there won't even be a new angel there."

"—Pope, I'll take care of it."

Russell's voice came from around the corner.

The young man who looked a little dusty was slowly swaying out.

He didn't look any different from before, except that his eyes had become a little deeper. But it was this subtle gap that made him change from a "teenager" to a "young man".

Seeing Russell appear, a little surprise appeared in Bad Day's eyes, and Wolf Yan also subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. It's as if there's nothing to be afraid of.

"You've finally connected everyone's minds?"

Bad Day bared his teeth and was overjoyed: "That means we can seal the dream?"

"-No."

Russell denied, "Quite the opposite."

「.… What do you mean?"

"Because there's not enough time. According to my original plan, I'm afraid it will take two more years to fully access the sea of the subconscious of the group and get permission."

Russell whispered, "Andrew chose this time to attack because he realized that I was about to succeed.

"In its current state, it's impossible for humans to solve the 'Andrew's Puzzle.'"

I had to clear the illusion of its influence on the world, and that meant that if I didn't do it, humanity wouldn't be able to break through the dark sky.

"If you wait another two years, the sky will be completely off-limits to life. All those who go up will die, and then there will really be no salvation."

"Right now, the whole world is waiting for me alone. My current access rate is about 75%, and the probability of successfully sealing the dream is almost three-quarters.

"But luckily, Andrew wasn't ready."

If the Pope prepares for another year or two, he will be able to cultivate an army of fallen angels of terrifying strength and completely crush it

worlds, and even control seven dragons at the same time. It will not be like now, where you can only firmly control the island of happiness, and the other empty islands are even at a disadvantage.

At that time, this black dome really can't be opened.

But because the Pope didn't know how long Russell's retreat would have to be completed, he didn't dare to bet – it was the only information he didn't know, and he never could know. If Russell succeeds in devouring the dream, or if the seal fails and wakes up Dusk, the Pope will not be able to survive the power of the full Twilight Seed.

Therefore, the Pope chose to attack in advance and forced Russell to act immediately.

This "Black Dome Project", this Great Dark Sky, is not only a prisoner's dilemma that plagues all transcendentals, but also an invitation to a duel sent to Russell as a human being.

"I do want to meet him."

Russell lowered his head and whispered in a dreamy tone. It's like if you push a little harder, something can't be controlled.

"I want to ask him...... What the hell is he thinking, what the hell is he going to do. Even I can't read his mind, he's not a human anymore."

[This must also be done before I awaken my destiny]

The voice of the deer's head sounded calmly: [Amirus must die for humans to persevere; I had to make a sacrifice in order for humanity to understand everything; You must devour the illusion in order to unite humanity, and all three elements are indispensable.

"Eternal night has come."

Russell slowly raised his head, and the dim yellow was already overflowing his eyes, not just his pupils: "'The Tower of Babel, the ship has lost power, and we can't transport it across the island until the sky is lit up again.

"Just as the people of Happiness Island have lost the network they rely on, we are about to lose our universal door."

"I'm just sorry for you. You're too bitter in this way."

Bad Day's eyes were complicated: "The delphinium is about two or three months away, and the child is about to be born. But I'm afraid you won't see that scene anymore."

"It's nothing compared to Amirus, compared to a deerhead like me."

Russell shook his head slightly.

He looked up and closed his eyes, "Open the door for us one last time, deerhead."

"—Whether they succeed in destroying the Sacred Texts Server or not, remember to bring them back alive."

【Go all the way】

The voice of the deer's head was calm and cold.

[I'm very happy to know you]