Chapter 467 466

Lloyd watched a white cloud drifting towards him, and quickly opened his mouth, wanting to take a bite and try to see if it tasted like a marshmallow.

It turned out to be a big disappointment for him......

"Phew! Why is it fishy and salty? ”

Lloyd spat a few times and wiped the corners of his mouth again, wiping away the blood left by the cloud at the corners of his mouth.

He pulled on the edge of the giant's shoulder, looked down and watched the thin lines of mountains and rivers being crossed one by one at the feet of the giant stickman.

"Brother, where are we going?"

Lloyd asked.

But I didn't get any answer.

Maybe it's because he's so small, as faint as a germ, that no one can hear him.

It could also be that this giant stickman can't understand human speech today.

Lloyd smiled helplessly and took a few steps back.

The shoulders of this giant are so wide that it looks like a grand and empty city.

Lloyd casually walked a few steps away, making sure that he would not be shaken by the shaking under his feet, and then sat down cross-legged, looked up at the mountain hidden in the mist, and asked:

"What do you want me to witness?"

"I'd like to spend a little more time with you, but I don't know how much longer I'll be here...... The ritual that sent me to see you shouldn't have much time left, right? ”

"By the way, did you look like this? Or are you like this in my eyes? Because this is an image that I can understand? ”

Lloyd babbled on and on, but failed to wait for any response.

No way, maybe people don't realize his existence at all, right?

Just when Lloyd was feeling helpless about this, he noticed that the giant suddenly stopped.

Then, in that upright posture, he slowly knelt down very awkwardly, and then reached out and grabbed something from the ground below.

He first brought the handful to the majestic head of a mountain, as if chewing and tasting it.

Then, he raised two tower-high fingers and landed them precisely at Lloyd's sides.

When the finger was gone, there was a mountain of 'food' in front of Lloyd.

Strictly speaking, it was a large lump of things that didn't know if it was a plant or a creature or a metal ore, still squirming and trembling slightly.

Lloyd couldn't help but smile, shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and said with a smile:

"Thank you, brother, but I really don't dare to eat this...... And it's useless for me to eat it, right? ”

Although he couldn't accept the kindness of others, Lloyd was still very relieved.

At least my own communication has come to a response, at least I am not talking to the air.

So this seemingly aimless wandering at the moment should also be meaningful, right?

What does He want to take me to witness and record......

So Lloyd no longer asked eagerly, but let himself become patient and wait quietly.

It didn't take long for Lloyd to see something new in the distance.

From there, a mass of pitch-black lines suddenly emerged, twisted and tangled together to form an indescribable complex pattern, and then swooped down on the giant.

It was supposed to be some of the giant's enemies......

It, or he, should not have been this black ball of yarn in its original form, just as the giant's body could not really be a stickman.

What they presented to Lloyd was only what he could understand.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the black wool ball came to the giant's side, and the two huge beings immediately began a fierce struggle.

It's probably just that you punch me and I'll hit you, it's kind of like a turn-based game.

But Lloyd knew that this was because of the real confrontation between them, and he couldn't understand it, and all he could see was this slightly funny scene.

Of course, he can't do anything, he can't affect anything.

Just as ants can't understand the war of humans, mortals can't touch the battle of the gods.

Thankfully, he didn't seem to be affected, and he was able to see the giant unscathed and unscathed, bringing down the ball of yarn once and for all.

Then the giant straightened up as before, crouched down, and then reached out and grabbed something and put it in his mouth.

I still haven't forgotten Lloyd's 'little brother', and I used two fingers to divide him.

Lloyd suddenly felt a gentle, invisible liquid pouring on his head, very comfortable, as if he was soaking in hot water in the middle of winter.

Although he wasn't really wet, it was more refreshing and pleasant than the ones he had experienced before.

……………………

In fact, Lloyd did not meet his 'good brother' at the beginning of the ceremony.

Earlier, when the ritual had just begun, he didn't notice that his [detachment] ritual had gone wrong, nor did he know how his body had changed in this life, and he didn't even notice the state of [mind diving] mentioned by the two deans.

There was no reaction to the large number of things in his mind that could remind him, only the "Book of Truth" was slowly turning a new page, ready to witness and record.

So Lloyd has always been in a state of feeling good about himself, relaxing, letting go of distractions, and welcoming the history that comes his way.

At the beginning of the ceremony, he found himself on a somewhat familiar battlefield, where he could see a huge group of monsters sweeping in the distance like a black wave, while around him, only a small number of humans were completely unequal to the number of people organizing the defense.

Lloyd remembers seeing this scene once, on the painting given to him by a street painter.

But just when he was worried about how to deal with this situation, the picture in front of him blurred and changed again, and a large number of 'classmates' suddenly 'refreshed' around him, and they were working together to besiege an indescribable monster.

The monster's physique was the size of a small mountain, more oppressive than the feeling of pressure that Via's father brought to Lloyd, and its body was full of the kind of tissue that fused with mechanical parts, which made people look creepy.

Although this is a picture that Lloyd has never seen, according to his speculation, it may have something to do with the cemetery where he is, right?

But just as he was about to exert his strength and fight side by side with his 'classmates', the picture in front of him switched again.

This time, Lloyd came to 'Hiltina'.

She was still as beautiful and cute as ever, but she was replaced by a conservative academic robe, far less daring than usual, and she wore a pair of small leather boots to cover the delicious jade feet.

She was arguing with several strange classmates, and her expression was fierce, which made the scene look very unpleasant.

But just as Lloyd was about to help 'Hiltina' out of the line, the picture in front of him unsurprisingly began to change again......

This time Lloyd came to a laboratory with a rather classical charm, and beside him was a group of strangers dressed as scholars, busy with something.

And not far from Lloyd's side, there is a cultivation sink from a science fiction movie, with a '266' number plate pasted, and a beautiful and cute girl sleeping quietly in it, waiting for someone to wake her up.

But just when Lloyd was about to help his 'little girlfriend' cover up his naked delicate body, the picture in front of him really began to change again.

He came to many scenes one after another, some in the academy, some on the battlefield, sometimes he could meet some acquaintances, and sometimes he could only see the people on the tombstones......

He had witnessed the misery of human cities being ravaged by monsters; He had experienced the desperation engulfed by monsters; He watched his classmates fall into madness......

But he also witnessed the valor of mankind in fighting the apocalypse; Appreciate the resistance of human beings in despair.

Each scene lasts only a few seconds, and there is no clear sequence of events, as if a large number of historical events, historical nodes, and historical records are mixed together and smashed in Lloyd's face.

This left Lloyd without time to savor and perceive, but fortunately, the Book of Truth was dutifully fulfilling its mission and wrote them down one by one.

With each page it turned, every scene it recorded, Lloyd could feel himself getting stronger a little bit.

This was not reflected in the values on the panel, and he did not receive any panel prompts, but he could feel that there was something, a force, that was pouring into him, converging on him.

Lloyd didn't know exactly what kind of power it was, what it could change, what it could make him stronger?

Maybe this is the real change brought about by Transcendence, or maybe this is the inheritance and strength that can be drawn from history?

He just felt that it was a good and refreshing feeling, a comfortable experience that had never been seen before, and it was intoxicating and difficult to extricate himself.

If conditions allow, he hopes that this comfort will last forever and never stop.

Gradually, a small whisper came from Lloyd's ear.

At first, it was only vague, but gradually it became clear and high-pitched, as if someone was shouting, as if someone was singing generously:

"Falling into ...... Abyss! ”

"Touch...... Authentic! ”

"Hug...... Madness! ”

"Grace...... Disordered! ”

"Face to face...... Chaos! ”

Lloyd didn't hear that.

At first, he scoffed at this, thinking that it was some kind of crazy nonsense.

But at this moment, he couldn't agree more.

It's not some crazy babbling.

But......

An ode to greatness!

Gradually, Lloyd realized that it was not someone whispering in his ear, nor was someone shouting praise.

There was no one around him, and there was silence in his ears.

The one who made those voices was actually himself......

(End of chapter)