Chapter 193 Nine Hells

After setting up the force field wall, Isaac retracted the knife to his waist and drew his pistol.

"A crown of lilies shall stand upon a lion's feather—"

He solemnly chanted, and pulled the trigger against the sky.

I saw a white bullet flying into the sky.

Afterwards, a complicated magic circle unfolded in the sky.

Countless pure white light beams fell on the ground one after another, and then burst.

These explosions had no effect on Isaac's troops, while his enemies were blasted to bloody pieces.

The young soldiers cheered one after another.

And Isaac just smiled.

He made a steady voice: "Everyone hold your breath and focus on protecting yourself——I will support you from behind!"

But this time.

The same shout came from the opposite rear row.

Through the screen, it was clearly transmitted to Annan:

"—Captain, the spell of the demon warlock behind is too powerful, brothers can't rush through!"

"Retreat first - damn it, they are actually prepared! Did the scouts who placed the explosives in the back go in?!"

"No, that big demon seems to have summoned an extremely strong wall of bones, we can't get in at all!"

"Retreat first—retreat! Let's go to other places! The demons can't defend every town so well! Let's go to places without warlocks!"

About half of the corpses were dropped on the other side, and they fled immediately.

And the young soldiers here were about to chase after them, but Isaac stopped them.

"Stop chasing."

Isaac looked at the enemy's direction seriously: "Compared to the two waves of offensives we defeated before, the number of bugs in this wave is a bit rare, and their desire to attack is not strong. They may want to trick us out, and then Raid the town again."

"yes,

Head! "

The young soldiers responded respectfully.

Then, the tape came to an end.

Annan frowned.

If he understood correctly...

On Isaac's side, there was indeed a problem.

In that dim yellow world, why does it feel like there is a strong cognitive barrier between each other?

Isaac and the others thought that the enemies were all bugs.

And those enemies, in turn, think they are a bunch of demons...

Even though they heard each other's roars at close range, they still didn't realize that the other party was their own kind.

Annan frowned, temporarily paused the tape, and took out another tape.

This time it was "456" - the same number "5" as "357".

There's no logic to this, it's just pure luck. In other words, metaphysics.

Annan hoped to see some new intelligence.

But preferably something related to his last intel...

After the same long wait, Annan saw another world.

It was a lush virgin jungle.

But the jungle seems a little too "lush".

The volume of plants such as trees and vines is more than five times that of common ones. Or the size of a human being is reduced to the height of a can of Coke...

And these plants are all alive.

Countless green grass seeds, like green algae in the lake, are gathered and rolled up, covering the sky like a storm.

——That is a "migrating" plant.

A man Annan didn't know, and had never met, tried to escape in a panic.

But the fine grass he passed was as high as his neck. They kept slapping him, trying to choke his throat—this man tried his best to barely gain the upper hand in the fight between the blades of grass.

Just as he was trying to cut off a small blade of grass with the short dagger in his hand.

There was a vine behind him, silently falling from top to bottom, strangling his waist.

Afterwards, countless slender willow branches penetrated into his body. In the blink of an eye, the man's body was drained and he remained motionless.

That's all for the tape.

Annan frowned, and silently pulled out other video tapes.

The common point is that every scene in the video tape has an overwhelming "certain color". And no matter which scene it is, the content inside is enough to be called "doomsday".

After searching for a long time, Annan finally found Ao Feishi from the "789" video tape.

This also allowed Annan to confirm that different video tapes should not be on the same timeline.

Because the place where Officias is located is a highly developed area covered by overwhelming "gray".

Towering version of high-rise buildings.

There are endless vehicles, and even hovering vehicles like spaceships fly across the sky.

But unlike cyberpunk, which is full of neon tones... this world is full of "grey".

The sky had become a complete, convoluted grey.

Even the light of the sun is not dazzling, and even if you look directly at it with your naked eyes, you will not shed tears.

And all the people passing by on the street are expressionless "human beings".

They say humans, but they are actually robots. It's just an iron man wrapped in a layer of skin.

Ao Feishi stood at the corner of the street holding his golden harp, a little at a loss.

All the "people" who passed by had no curiosity about him. No "people" approached him at all, and no "people" even looked at him.

He was confused at first, and then a little scared.

He took off his hat and played and sang on the street. But no one paid him any attention.

No one stopped, and no one rewarded him.

Ophelia once wondered if this was a hallucination.

He even dared to try to deliberately block the way of others.

But the other party didn't pass him by, but paused for a moment, with a blue light flashing in his eyes, trying to find another way. And Ao Feishi blocked him again, and the passerby saluted Ao Feishi respectfully.

Afterwards, the "passerby" quickly walked around Ao Feishi.

Ao Feishi froze in place.

He hugged his harp, wondering what he was thinking.

Standing alone in the crowded crowd, it was as if he had been abandoned by the world—all the people coming and going were gray and white, and he was the only one with color.

He was silent for a long time, and finally picked up the golden harp that was "enough to move the gods".

He stood on the street, singing loudly with all his strength and playing music at his highest level.

No one looked at him, no one cared about him.

This is a possibility that Orpheus has never thought about and never experienced.

Since he started learning musical instruments, he has lived in the pursuit and praise of people. His own talents and achievements are indeed worthy of this praise. He even once thought that the "sense of gaze" brought by his identity was superfluous, which would prevent people from hearing the emotions he wanted to express.

Officias has always believed that if he is not a "Denisia", then his artistic achievements should be higher.

— until now.

The shocking feeling of being forgotten by the whole world made him never miss that "sense of gaze".

He played for a while, squatted down silently, picked up his hat, and put it back on his head.

All the shops on the road are open.

Food and water can be taken as you like-but there is no living person, and no one wants to initiate a dialogue with him.

In gray towns the only poet of color that exists walks and sings on his harp.

In this silent world, Officy played musical instruments and sang loudly, hoping to attract people who heard the singing to come to him. In this way, he was looking for someone who could communicate with him, looking for Isaac and Annan who entered the nightmare with him.

But at this moment, the camera suddenly began to gradually zoom out.

Officy's figure became smaller and smaller.

First it was a street—after it was elongated, it became an extremely complicated Chongqing overpass. Elongated again, it became a steel town... and finally turned into a country, a continent, and a planet.

It was a silent planet completely covered in "gray".

Except for Ophelia, there is no one else in the whole world.

The update is complete~

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