Go and cut the commander on the opposite side.

The thought incarnation grinned at Runtu and disappeared in front of him without waiting for the other party to ask.

The corpse disintegrates.

Mind diving.

The solid ground beneath his feet instantly turned into nothingness, as if falling into a bottomless abyss, and the embodiment of the thought trend felt a strong sense of fall coming to him, and the surrounding scenery was no longer the dilapidated and gloomy shack, and the thick and rich colors gradually seeped out from all over the room, and soon soaked the entire vision.

The dilapidated shack, the tattered furniture, and the soil in front of it are all distorted and blended together with colors that are as rich as oil paint, looking distorted and distorted.

It's like a child's doodle.

This feeling of falling did not last long, and soon the sense of down-to-earth reality was felt again under the feet, and the strange colors around him like abstract oil paintings faded in an instant, and the reality had quietly disappeared.

Starry islands.

The sea is dark and waveless.

A distorted starry sky.

A lonely figure stands in the dark sea.

This is the inner sea of the heart of the eldest-elucidant of all souls &ash;&ash; the sea of the collective unconscious.

As the nascent lord of the Collective Sea of the Unconscious, although the time of his birth and the power he wielded were completely unrivaled by the other two veteran Sea Lords of the Unconscious, it was still easy to enter the Sea of the Collective Unconscious&ash;&ash; as easy as opening the toilet door at home.

Diving here should be the limit, right? The thought avatar floated on the dark sea, looked around at the surrounding scenery, determined the depth he was at now, and said to himself: Although it is easier to dive into the depths of the consciousness of the insect swarm if it goes deeper, it may be detected by the other two

As a nascent Unconscious Sea Lord, he didn't really want to meet the other two veteran lords when he was weak, if he could, he could hide a little, or try to hide a little.

After determining that this depth could already be used as a springboard to infiltrate the consciousness of the swarm, the figure of the incarnation of the thought began to flicker in the dark sea.

Every time his figure flickered, although it didn't seem to move too much in the secluded sea, there would always be some subtle changes in the isolated island of light in the distance, and the distorted starry sky above his head.

Maybe it was the addition or loss of a few glimmering islands in the distance, or maybe there were subtle changes in the distorted star map overhead, which may not have been noticeable at first, but as his figure flickered more often, the scenery around him had changed greatly from when he entered the sea before.

Hey, I've finally crossed the mental boundary on the human side, and there's only half of the way left, and although I know that the target of the infiltration is not human, it's too far

I don't know how many times it flickered, and the incarnation of the thought that finally crossed the mental boundary stopped to rest for a while.

In this idealistic and abstract environment, there is no distinction between front and back, left and right, one moment you may still be moving forward, but the next second you will inexplicably become backward; Whether it's moving on both legs or jumping in space, any means of movement is meaningless in this chaotic world.

If you want to move your coordinates in this environment, there are only two means.

First, the concept definition is to directly solidify the idealistic area in a brutal and brutal way, so that a part of the surrounding idealistic area that changes with the human heart becomes as stable as the material world, and then moves normally.

Wang Xi's invention of the deep diving cockpit operates on this principle, and the deep diving cockpit can solidify the unstable idealistic environment around it on a small scale, thus creating a means for anyone to dive into the inner sea of the heart and move freely.

However, the means of this movement are very limited, and it often takes a long journey to reach the mental regions to which different races belong.

And the other is to do what the incarnation of the ideology is doing now.

Revise your own definitions and tendencies in the sea of the collective unconscious to lean in the direction of your goal

Collect.

Each flickering of the body of the incarnation of the thought represents a revision of his own definitions and tendencies, and with each modification, he gets closer to the mental realm where the swarm is located.

At the same time, as the embodiment of a particular human thought, his personality is actually the same as the function he is responsible for.

What he had to do was simple.

Rushing into the mental realm of the swarm slashed the swarm's swarm consciousness.

As he progressed, the islands of light scattered across the dark sea like the regions of the human mind gradually disappeared, and after a long journey, the destination finally appeared before his eyes.

It's an island thousands of times larger, tens of thousands of times larger, no, maybe it's more accurate to describe it as a continent.

Finally, I didn't expect it to be so tiring to continuously revise my definitions and tendencies

The incarnation of the thought tide wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and let out a sigh of relief, carefully observing the vast and boundless continent of light in front of him, a circle and a half arc looming over this continent&ash;&ash; it was the defensive wall on the mental level of the worm.

Then he leaped into the air, his left leg bent and his right leg straight, his body straight like an arrow, and kicked out with the force of his fall.

Hey! Eat Me Knight Kick!

Rumble!

The mental wall that shrouded the isolated island of light shattered, and the dead scenery changed dramatically in an instant.

The dry, scorching air, the withered grass swaying in the wind on the endless wasteland.

Although a thick, dark cloud of carbon dioxide, water vapor, methane, and other gases absorbs light and heat from the stars outside the eight lights, the planet's surface temperature is still as hot as hell.

Is this the impression of the swarm? The thought avatar looked left and right, and it seemed that it had risen to a very superficial area

Sou!

Before he could finish speaking, a swift black shadow pierced the sky, like a thunderbolt towards him, straight to the front door.

The incarnation of the thought immediately reacted, grabbed the void with one hand, and a chopping axe that was completely incommensurate with his young body condensed out, and slashed down with great force, knocking the oncoming black shadow to the ground.

It was a bone spur.

At the same time, there was a faint tremor on the ground, and a black line appeared at the end of the wasteland, which quickly lengthened and turned into a raging tide rolling forward.

As soon as I arrived, I had such a warm welcome, I couldn't stand it, and the incarnation of the thought tide lifted the axe lightly and carried it on his shoulder, looking at the black tide approaching step by step, this is a shadow? Or do they appear to be aware of the resistance of the invasion? Or maybe it's the commander on the other side?

Forget it, it doesn't matter which one it is, he shook his head, and a pair of delicate and heavy armor gradually covered his body with the convergence of crimson furious energy, and then raised the giant chopping axe in his hand and smashed it to the ground.

Rumble!

The earth cracked.

Scorching magma erupted.

The crimson flames of fire.

In an instant, it engulfed the rolling black wave.

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