Dissociation.

A terrifying natural disaster that only exists in the network, and whenever this terrible phenomenon appears, it means that endless demons from the subspace will continue to rush into the network.

It can be compared to an oxygen leak in a spaceship, or a collapse event in a deep-sea tunnel.

All in all, it will be a terrible disaster for the network.

This is the knowledge that every dark spirit is born with, and Adonis is no exception.

“… So, not a single demon poured in? ”

The young and handsome Masako was looking up at the sky, as if he was playing with a knife flower impatiently, and the sharp dagger coated with targeted genetic poison flew freely between his slender fingers, and his innate extraordinary dexterity made him see all dangers as easily as a butterfly among flowers.

In the dark city of Comoros, only the light of a few artificial stars can barely make the world visible.

At the end of Adonis's gaze was a crack in the network that was slowly closing.

Obviously, if the hundreds of years he spent growing up had not been wasted, and his head had not been burned out by pleasure and pain, then according to what he had learned, the hideous crack in the web was a symbol of dissociation.

Now, a thick doubt appeared on the bewitching face of the true son.

"Yes... My lord. No demons or psionics poured into the web. ”

"With the exception of the subspace storm, we can't detect any dangerous readings."

Listening to the conclusion given by the servant beside him, Adonis pursed his lips.

"Strange conclusions, strange possibilities."

"It's like life no longer longs for survival, like blood men no longer yearn for pain, like [ladies] no longer yearn for our souls."

Adonis said contemptuously, but some of the words in his words were enough to terrify the groveling Eldar warriors around him.

"But, Lord Adonis... We really didn't detect any signs of anomalies. ”

"And the rift is healing now..."

"-So, just because you don't feel that your soul is going to be tormented by [the lady], you have a fluke mentality about this level of crisis event?"

Adonis interrupted the guard's speech impatiently, and the young Mako, who sensed that something was wrong this time, naturally could not let go of any opportunity to make a contribution to his family.

"It's been three millennia since the last dissociation, and we all know the many implications and potential threats that dissociation can have on Comoros and the network."

"No one knows when the debris of the High Heavens will flood into the Comoros, and I don't want my investigation mission to pose a threat to my family in the future."

"Just because [Madame] is always watching the souls of you bastards, your hearts are only praying that you will not be taken away and tormented by her."

"It's ridiculous..."

Speaking of this, Adonis glanced at the many guards in front of him with some unpleasantness.

Most of them come from a conspiracy that is attached to their own family, but there is no eternal covenant and trust in the dark city of Comoros.

So, Adonis could see the mongrels fearing the unknown.

- It's all a bunch of waste.

With a cold snort, Adonis turned and left.

The guards looked at each other, their hearts churning with dark thoughts at the moment.

Even if they were loyal to this noble true son, they inevitably had some negative impressions of the unscrupulous nature of Adonis's words.

In Comoros, the topic of "ladies" is a no-no.

Although this legal rule was not inscribed in the Book of Execution issued by the Comoros City Lord, it has long been a topic that countless dark spirits have known to avoid for thousands of years.

When the Spirit Empire fell apart, countless Spirit Clans who indulged in indulgence were reduced to dry bones under her feet in the steps of the Supreme Throne of the Supreme Heaven, noble priests, great monarchs, or gods worshipped, none of them were spared.

Destruction in the pleasure of death is the fate of the vast majority of the Aeldarns.

Compared to those who are sheltered by the Soul of the World or the Spirit Ark, those who survive the network will face the fear of being ravaged by the Prince of Pleasure for the rest of their lives.

They had to survive by sucking their pain and soul in order to survive His watchful eyes.

However, as a young and noble True Son, Adonis does not have to run for souls like the ordinary Dark Elves of many conspiratories in most cases.

This noble and handsome spirit was born without fear of soul snatching from [Lady], and the ancient nobles and powerful conspiratories to which he belonged could provide him with countless slaves, so he could talk about him with impunity.

Originally, the guards had wanted to tell their master about the existence of the unknown creature that had passed through the subspace storm in the flesh.

However, these dark spirits with ghosts in their hearts don't think so at this time.

After all, betrayal is the undertone of the Comoros.

In this massive city worthy of the planet, no trust can outweigh the value of benefits.

……

Tired.

It was the only thing Elaine could perceive.

It was as if I had returned to that fragile human body, as if I had to be troubled by a busy life every morning.

It's something that I miss it.

She couldn't help but think to herself.

How long has it been since I became a genetic protogen, and how long has it been since I got a good night's sleep?

Even Elaine herself is not clear about this.

Ever since she had crawled out of the nightmare amniotic fluid pod, her time had passed like clockwork gears, and although rest was something that was absolutely unnecessary in the physique of the genetic body, Elaine felt a sense of nostalgia for the tiredness.

It symbolizes her past as an ordinary person, and it also symbolizes her only separation from this dark and cruel universe.

If you want to say it, it's like being trapped in an endless dream, as a totem that can perceive that the world around you is false, and as a symbol of faith.

But... But she felt that her current sleeping position was a little uncomfortable.

It's kind of like sleeping, it's like... Surgery?

There are also some inexplicable itching on the body, such as some kind of massage, or acupuncture.

Elaine slowly opened her eyes.

I saw a chainsaw that was cutting sparks into my skin, and I saw a potion needle that tried to pierce my skin but was broken.

I also saw the frightened gaze of the blood ling.

……

……

It's so beautiful, Comoros still look at the Internet café family in the distance

(End of chapter)