Chapter 1577 Record
In the blink of an eye, everything changes.
The solar storms that originally rose from the ground disappeared without a trace, and on the earth that fell into darkness, the rainbow light of the Great Mystery rushed from the distant reality like a long river.
Finally, gathering on the blockade formed by the stone gate, it was like wrestling with countless scarlet threads.
A cube of blue-grey stone hangs high between heaven and earth.
Like a mausoleum.
Completely swallowed the entire whirlpool!
The current situation, the center, the Heavenly Prison Fortress, Dongjun, the Gate of the Survival Court, the whirlpool, and even further away, the terrifying shadow that is rapidly enlarging at a speed visible to the naked eye... the Mother of Stone.
Everything is connected together by the rainbow light of the present situation and the scarlet curse.
It's like a tug of war.
They are pulling hard against each other, trying to pull each other to destruction!
The element of destruction and the Pied Piper eradication plan has finally begun...
In the brief silence, the conference room of the decision-making room also ushered in a dead silence.
It was no longer possible to invest more energy into the extremely anxious frontal battlefield, and everyone was restlessly waiting for the final result.
It's like throwing a dice and waiting for the points to fly and the dust to settle.
Feeling like sitting on pins and needles.
Whether it is the current situation or the abyss, everything within the blockade of the door has become a complete black box.
The blocking of the door is absolute.
The moment the door opened, the flute player outside the door and the combatants who had been waiting behind the door for a long time were already locked in the same area.
Next, unless signals from two or more natural enemies are received, and at the same time, the complete elimination of the elements of destruction is verified through the Silent Man's Stone Tablet, otherwise, it will never be lifted.
Whether outward or inward.
In order to ensure the smooth operation of the operation, lending the gate is already the bottom line of the Survival Institute, and it is absolutely impossible to give the flute player any chance to enter the main body of the Survival Institute.
Not even just to take a look through the crack in the door.
Once the first combat plan is judged to be a failure, another door will open within the locked field.
The Survival Institute did not provide detailed details of the third combat plan.
In that report that was almost completely blacked out, only the last clear line of text brought a nightmare-like tremor - the estimated loss correction value was 312%, and the distortion of the current situation increased by 100%. Eleven.
By then, even if we win, the current situation will be pushed to the edge of danger. According to the calculations of the governing bureau, after experiencing such heavy losses, the countdown to the Doomsday Clock's physical demise will be shortened to one hundred and forty years in one fell swoop.
And the resulting casualties and losses...
Yegor didn't even have the courage to look.
When that time comes, I am afraid that even the Astronomical Society will no longer be able to control the situation. In the impending destruction, unprecedented chaos is already around the corner.
Even though the battle has been going so smoothly from the beginning to the present, and the battle is progressing with great success, there is still a suffocating silence in the conference room.
Once the final landing operation fails, everything will be shrouded in the shadow of destruction.
"What's the success rate?"
In the top-secret connection between the Administration Bureau and the Survival Institute, the haggard Yegor rubbed his face, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes: "Is there any definite news?"
"none."
Dean 002's electronic voice replied: "The current sandbox has been opened, and all internal conditions must operate naturally. We can only control it from outside the box, but we cannot control the internal changes..."
Yegor asked unwillingly: "Isn't there any reference data?"
Dean 002 was silent for a rare moment and replied: "If the plan can succeed, it will be 100%."
In the brief silence, Yegor was so angry that he wanted to lift the table.
What nonsense!
The plan has been successful, are there any other possibilities?
But at the same time, he understood what Dean 002 meant.
——As long as everything is according to plan, then it is 100% and there will never be any mistakes.
But the premise is that the plan can be implemented.
There are too many variables and too little time.
Even if we have exhausted all methods, considered all factors, and made countless plans and remedies, we are still far away from the truth...
What a shame.
The Survival Institute does not allow omissions, because omissions will lead to loss of control, loss of control will lead to collapse, and collapse will lead to death.
But now, omissions still keep appearing.
The Survival Institute never gambles, because if you win, you can live in peace for a while, but if you lose, your body will be wiped out, and even the entire current situation will be dragged into a more tragic level than if you lose your body.
But now, he was pulled to the gambling table again.
Both Yegor and the dean knew very well that this was not a task that the Continuing Institute should undertake. Development and war were never the rules of silent guarding.
But now, he has to take on this job.
Countless times, Yegor closed his eyes and sighed silently.
If the Utopia still exists...
"What a pity. If the Utopia still exists, today's lineup will definitely be even more brilliant, right?"
In the whirlpool, in the huge hall, the flute player fell to the ground and fiddled with the endless knots, as if there was a regretful smile on his face covered by mist.
"However, it's not bad. I'm very happy to have so many guests -"
When the door of the Existence Court opens, what comes out of it is the tool of destruction of the current situation.
Tyr, Greenneck, and Quetzalcoatl, the three natural enemies who wore dozens of relics of authority, and even behind them, were the participants in the battle one after another.
And, the last old man walked out from behind the door.
The muscles that were knotted and swollen like monsters in the past can no longer be seen. Under the blockade of shackles and nails, the strength accumulated for forty years at the expense of lactic acid is completely released.
——Luo Siwei!
"Great, great, I thought you wouldn't come."
Ignoring the terrifying murderous intention that almost completely destroyed him, the flute player laughed: "Have you eaten? Have you had a good rest? Do you need to pause for a while?
It's rare for guests to come to your door. Does anyone want to enjoy a few shows?
I’ve got everything right—”
Snapped!
In the hand of the feathered snake, the pocket watch entwined with the twin snake totems was pressed.
Time freezes.
There is no need for any words, no more cumbersome greetings, no more obstructive announcements and slogans.
The moment it was confirmed that the enemy was here.
——Elements of Destruction·The Pied Piper’s plan to cut off the battle begins! .
At that moment, in the darkness within the darkness, in the deepest part of the Existence Courtyard, in the dust-covered room, dim lamps flickered faintly, illuminating everything covered in dust.
In the area called the Dean's Office, everything is so quiet and silent, as if even time has forgotten this place.
But on the table, among the layers of dust, the outline of a pair of arms falling suddenly appeared.
Then, in the middle of the table, the ancient brass typewriter suddenly jammed and popped out. A piece of white paper floated up, fell into it, and was loaded.
Then, the dusty keys undulated like a piano, as if being struck by invisible hands.
Characters appeared on the white paper from the transfer of ink.
[Element No. 822▇▇Experimental Plan]
[Attachment 1·Timetable]
19:26:19: Element of Destruction·Piper, the battle begins.
19:26:31: The login to the Hall of Disorder is completed, the Element of Destruction Piper has been witnessed and confirmed, and the program verification is completed.
19:27:01: The Hermetic Moment is exhausted, and the essence of the flute player appears. Natural enemy: Quetzalcoatl, the Wedge of the Liberating God.
19:27:05: Natural enemy Tyr, natural enemy Green Neck, and the wedge of the liberating god. [Elemental Weapon VI] is damaged and cannot be regenerated. ▇▇Death.
19:28:51: The essence of the element of destruction appears.
19:29:02: Quetzalcoatl was severely injured, ▇▇▇▇▇, Quetzalcoatl recovered and was severely injured again.
19:40:00: The Hall of Disorder collapses, the flute player’s unknown state appears, and his nature changes.
19:45:01: The piper is severely injured, the phantom appears, ▇▇betrayal, ▇▇▇▇▇, and the jester's contract is invalidated.
19:46:31: The unknown authority appears and the element solution begins.
19:47:02: The solution is over, the natural enemy Tire was severely injured, and the element of destruction, the Piper, was confirmed to be near death.
…
boom!
When countless crimsons burned out from the poisonous fire of Green Neck, and under the restraint of the feathered serpent, Tyr's sword fell from the tens of thousands of light flames.
There is no luck, no accident, no possibility other than destruction.
The destruction forged by the current situation penetrated the chest of the element of destruction, nailing the flute player to the ground like a charred corpse, and phantom-like blood flowed out in a spurt.
The flute player slowly raised his head, grinning like a convulsion on his broken and collapsed face.
The torn corners of the mouth and broken gums gaped.
As if silently, laughing out loud.
Choking, cheering, and praising!
"Haha, hahahaha, is that so?"
The flute player suddenly sighed: "That's how you dismembered Bo Xun back then, right? It's terrible, I really have no room to fight back.
It seems that no matter how much I overestimate you, I cannot predict the madness of the current situation. You are just too..."
boom!
In the Sword of Tyr, the terrifying annihilation composed of brilliant light spreads, penetrates the soul, spurts out, and engulfs everything.
Burning that broken face from the inside out.
No more residue left.
Before the destruction came, only the last happy smile emerged from the fierce light.
"Nice ending."
He said: "Unfortunately, it's still far from enough -"
Snapped!
In the closed dean's office of the Survival Institute, a brass typewriter wrote the final ending.
[19:47:33: Element of Destruction: The Piper, confirmed dead. 】
The record ends here.
Or rather, it should have ended here.
But the vibration and operation did not stop. In fact, it became more and more intense, as if the internal parts were stuck. The buttons fell and rose irregularly one by one. The sharp friction sounds continued to sound, and there were large blanks and chaotic Characters burst out from the white paper:
【die? die? die? die! die! die! die! die!鰬邂邂锛锟斤拷 ammonia-plated 锛枩欐牱鈛夋浵璇达s&*%￥% # %&X(“ x-on:[\, # *C=R“J-1 %G/*\"E...]
Bang!
When the sharp friction sound, the burst of sparks and electric current reached its climax, the muffled sound of cracking rose from the typewriter along with the thick smoke.
The typewriter fell silent, as if it understood reality.
Slowly, new content was typed.
[Piper, confirmed dead? 】
The writing continues,
But there was no more story to write ahead, and unexpected bugs were encountered. Soon, the self-destructive loop changed direction and led to where it came from.
[19:47:02: The solution is over, the natural enemy Tire was severely injured, and the element of destruction, the Piper, was confirmed to be near death. 】
[19:46:31: The unknown authority appears, and the element collection begins. 】
[19:45:01: The piper was severely injured, the phantom appeared, ▇▇betrayed, ▇▇▇▇▇, and the jester’s contract was invalidated. 】
…
It's as if time is reversed, everything is frozen, and flashbacks pass in an exact manner. The invisible hand drags the progress bar forward, pulling all the characters back, returning to the position where they appeared.
Until the end, or rather, until the front.
"Haha, hahahaha..."
In the Hall of Disorder, the flute player laughed hoarsely, and on his face shrouded in mist, blood seemed to be seeping out of his facial features, so ferocious.
Grinning at all visitors.
"Hello you all."
He said, "Come on, let's start again."
[19:26:19: Element of Destruction·Piper, the battle begins. 】
At that moment, outside the whirlpool, the stone cube shook violently.
Huai Shi's vision went dark, a severe headache suddenly occurred, and blood flowed from both ears.
A loud noise erupted from the silent iron stone. It was impossible to imagine what kind of collision of giant objects could cause such terrifying noise and friction.
It was so sharp that it seemed to tear apart the soul.
For a technique like Jiyi·Symphony that amplifies self-perception tens of millions of times, it is completely equivalent to detonating millions of explosive bombs next to the ears. Every sharp sound was like red-hot iron wire, penetrating the eardrums, traveling along the brain, and piercing into the deepest part of the soul.
It is almost impossible to maintain the continuation of the Great Mystery.
In the abyss tide that surged in again, the scorching sun hung high in the sky, but no matter how dazzling the light was, it could never illuminate the darkness behind the stone cube.
What on earth... happened?