After a loud bang, the whole world fell silent.

Morris felt his consciousness drift away, as if he had completely detached himself from his shell, he didn't know where he was, he didn't know what year he was at the moment, and even for a moment it could have been some long time—even his name had been completely forgotten, and he was just floating in a chaotic void, mindless, surrounded by a turbulence of light and shadow that could not be understood by the intellect and a deathly silence.

It took Morris a long, long time to reassemble his fragmented thinking and mend up the incomplete humanity -

He remembered that his name was Maurice, that he lived in the city-state of Plan, that he was a historian, and that today he was going to visit an antique shop in the lower city to find out what had nearly killed his daughter.

He found out...... It is a warm subspace family.

Countless roars and piercing noises as if the earth was tearing apart finally exploded, and there was something that he could perceive in this empty and silent chaos again, and his newly condensed humanity was almost shattered again by this noise, but just before the complete annihilation occurred, he "saw" a cloud of chaotic nothingness suddenly gathered from all directions, enveloping all his senses in it.

This "smoke" protected his mind, isolating him from the noise and the turbulence of light and shadow around him with a shelter called "ignorance and dullness", and Morris once again had the ability to think, and he looked around through the smoke, and found that he could no longer see the maddening knowledge and truth, and in the depths of the endless fog only a flickering glimmer of light attracted his attention.

It was a shimmering center formed by many large and small light sources, a red light, like the size of a human skull, and dozens of small blue, green, and red light spots around it flickered like some kind of matrix, seemingly irregular, but as if containing some kind of "reason".

In the midst of countless turbulences of light and shadow, these regular flickering glimmers became the anchor points that completely stabilized Morris's mind, and he realized what these flickering glimmers were after a moment of consternation.

He confronted Lahem, the god of wisdom.

In every university and laboratory of the Faculty of Truth, there is a depiction of Lahem, and there is also a corresponding phrase in the Holy Book of Lahem, the god who wields both wisdom and dull authority, and has no human image pool, and has long been hidden in the fog, and occasionally reveals a chakra that is a plane full of shimmering light, with dozens of points of light revolving around a circular light.

"Lord!" Morris was instantly excited, and immediately hurriedly saluted the light matrix that had sheltered him, "Are you going to guide me?" ”

The flickering "lights" did not respond to the old scholar, only a muffled and low tremor was heard, and it was not until a long time later that Morris heard Rachem's "voice" in the depths of his mind—"Return, touch, understand, transmit." ”

"You ......"

Maurice looked at the light in amazement, he couldn't understand Rahhem's will, but the elusive god of wisdom didn't give him a chance to continue to ask, and a strong sense of repulsion came quickly in a second, and it only took a moment for Maurice to be "bounced" out of this chaotic and terrible place.

His body shook, his brain boiling, and the earthly information filled his senses, the sound of traffic on the streets, the distant bells, the cold wind, the crisp sound of bicycle bells.

Then there was the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps, the girl's concerned voice—the familiar one of his "students."

"Mr. Morris?! Why are you here, are you okay? ”

Maurice looked up in a trance and saw Nina standing in front of him, but the next second the girl in front of him turned into a flaming arc of flame, surrounded by ashes that seemed to cover the entire city-state, and then transformed into a human form.

He looked stiffly to the side again, and saw a giant covered in sparkling starlight looking down on him, the giant was a crazy light and shadow in his body, but the giant suddenly turned into a middle-aged man with a kind face, he looked at himself with concern, and his eyes were full of subspace shadows.

The streets in the distance trembled, the earth beneath their feet shook, the doors and windows of the storefronts turned into empty black holes at times normal and sometimes into hollow holes, the sky hung crookedly, and the flames that flowed and did not (this chapter is not over!) )

Chapter 177: Crazy Borderline

Shaped limbs loomed between the clouds, and a passerby on a bicycle passed by at a rapid pace, his body suddenly turning into crumbling cement, but the next second it was back to its original shape.

Morris struggled to look down at his wrist.

He wears a bracelet made of colored stones, four of which are in total.

But the stone did not continue to shatter, his mind did not continue to slide towards madness, the world in his eyes was seriously distorted, but his ability to think and judge had been restored, at least partially.

The old scholar quickly judged his current state - a "critical state of madness" that had been temporarily balanced under the auspices of Rahhem.

He was insane—but God had made him insane. @精华\/Shuge J·H·S·S·D·C·O·M first update~~

He may recover, but he must find a way to recover himself before Lachem's reinforcement is over, before all the stones are broken, otherwise the short madness, the critical realm may collapse at any time, and no one will be able to save his sanity from the madness.

While Morris was struggling to think slowly in his head, Nina and Duncan were also looking at the old man in front of him with concern.

When they were practicing their bicycles, they suddenly saw Morris standing in the open space next to them, and Nina originally wanted to run to say hello, but when she was halfway through the run, she noticed that the old man's face was not right.

Sluggish, trance-like, unresponsive to the outside world, like falling asleep standing with your eyes open.

"It can't be all of a sudden, is it?" Duncan muttered suddenly, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Morris, then turned his head to look at Nina, "Has your teacher been in such a daze at school for the past two days?" ”

"Nope." Nina shook her head, stepped forward to hold the old man's arm and said, "The teacher has always been in good health, how can he suddenly become demented!" ”

"It's not clear how old you are." Duncan hugged Morris, and then looked up at the sky with the other arm, "Don't talk about it here yet, seeing that it's about to rain, help the old man into the house first." ”

Nina sighed, and with Duncan, helped a dazed Maurice into the store, and then trotted outside to the open space to move the bicycle into the house.

Duncan put Morris on the chair next to the counter, and the old man seemed to regain a little ability to think, and he sat down stiffly, his head slowly turning from side to side, and finally his eyes were focused on Duncan.

"Return, touch, understand, pass." Lachem's voice rang out in his head abruptly.

Morris's remaining sanity seemed to understand the words slightly.

Is this the will of the God of Wisdom? Let him continue to contact the "being" in front of him?

Duncan in Morris's eyes has temporarily stabilized to a human appearance, although the scene around him has been trembling and creeping, but at least he can't see the main body of the starlight giant for the time being, and reason has taken over a little bit.

Morris has realized that this ordinary-looking "antique store manager" is by no means the existence that should exist in the real world.

Even her own "student", the girl who always smiled gently and was always sunny and optimistic, was not a normal human being.

If you continue to stay here and continue to communicate with this "family", it may not be long before you cross the critical equilibrium point of madness and slide from temporary madness to the abyss of permanent madness.

But the voice of the God of Wisdom seemed to take root in his mind, and he couldn't help but sit where he was, and at the same time, another, bolder thought gradually permeated his heart.

In the "critical state of madness" protected by the gods, no matter how much reason tends to be crazy, it will not completely get out of control, as long as he does not cross that critical point, he can even face the subspace and maintain his humanity in this short period of equilibrium.

It is said that the greatest but also the craziest seekers of knowledge in the Kingdom of Crete would even take advantage of this, and after a lifetime of preparation, they would take the initiative to embrace the "Critical of Madness" with potions and rituals, and take a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to spy on the truth in the subspace, bringing valuable knowledge to the world and then dying.

Now, he seems to be standing on the "battlefield" where the sages of the Cretan era once stood.

(This chapter is not finished!) )

Chapter 177: Crazy Borderline

Slowly, the old gentleman's blank and dull face changed, and he gradually showed a smile, looked at Duncan with cloudy eyes, and said slowly: "Hello, Mr. Duncan." ”

Duncan watched the change in the expression of the old man in front of him, and suddenly felt a little panicked.

This old man...... Why is the smile suddenly so scary?

Chapter 177: Crazy Borderline