old dream

Chapter 333 Cut the Umbilical Cord
Under the double perspective with the spiritual nerve activated, a huge amount of information flooded Colin's mind.He had to forcibly lift his spirits to maintain a stable consciousness, so he failed to realize that there was something else hidden in this room.

Colin was looking at those white doves at first, and he felt that although these spirits were close in front of his eyes, they were actually very far away from him.The visual contradiction made him slightly dizzy.But at the next moment, Colin was vigilant without warning.

Almost instinctively, he severed the connection with Kushihura and exited dual vision.

Colin swept his gaze to the corner of the room, and only then did he see a figure sitting there.The weather was slightly cold, and his body was covered with blankets, as if he had just appeared out of thin air the last second, and he seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.

"So, did you also see the shadow of the snake?"

A slightly familiar male voice, steady, even thick to the point of simplicity.But Colin did not relax his vigilance in the slightest.

Because that was Winter's voice.

Or rather, it was the voice of the traitor number one being targeted by the Cursed Force.

"I don't know if you've heard of it... There is a big snake in the Gaelu Forest that likes to wrap around trees. It molts its skin seven times in 70 years. Each time it dies, and then revives after molting."

But Winter didn't seem to care about Colin's vigilance, nor did he care about the critical situation he was in.He just casually looked at the dining table, there was a corpse on it, but there was no trace of it now.Winter said in a flat tone:

"Woodlanders are obsessed with everything that looks like resurrection. After all, creation and destruction, rebirth and death are always inseparable, two sides of the same body. If you want to gain a new life, you must experience the most complete death... Oh, the strange woodlanders concept of life and death."

Wen Te laughed lowly when he said this: "The ceremony you saw was called 'Snake Entangled Tree', and it is another masterpiece of similar thinking."

Ke Lin couldn't help thinking of the materials he had read... The gate of horns leading to the underworld shone faintly. In their eyes, even people who died early would be reborn with the emergence of dew.

"It was the woodland priest who arranged this ceremony, and then the seven woodland people died." Colin said, "What is the purpose of sacrificing one's own life like this?"

"Purpose……"

Winter was talking to himself, and he lifted the blanket covering his shoulders and threw it aside.Only then did Colin see that he was sitting cross-legged on a chair, like a monk from Kayu, pondering something against this trace day and night:
"Using his compatriots and his own body as the seven old snake sloughs, the priest obtained seven new lives, but this should not be his real purpose... Maybe he is preparing to do something that should die seven times. thing," Winter said.

"Then, what does this have to do with the 'Path to Awaken the Inner God'?" Colin asked further.

"... Huh."

From the first meeting to the present, Winter showed a slightly surprised expression to Colin for the first time:

"Inner God... just ask so directly?"

Official wizards of the Alliance rarely dare to mention these.

"Maybe the investigation department can give you what you want." Colin said, "So don't go around in circles, just tell me."

Among all the known paths to ascension, "the path to awaken the inner god" and "the power of the bloodline" are the two most mysterious and secretive paths.

At the same time, there seems to be a subtle connection between them.

The abnormal blood power in his body, as well as those "awakened ones" who accounted for [-]% of newborns, made Colin faintly feel that perhaps they were closer to the truth of the world than any other road.

It is no secret that Winter needs the "snake wrapped around a tree" ceremony if he wants to further awaken the inner god.

Even because of this, he will stay here quietly alone to study the remaining traces of the ceremony.

but why?
Why does the road to awaken the inner god need this ritual far away in the woodland quadrant?

Winter looked at Colin carefully, but there was no vigilance in his eyes. Instead, he looked like a teacher checking the qualifications of a seeker.After a long silence, Winter slowly opened his mouth and said something inexplicable to Colin:

"Because experiencing death is also a way of cutting the umbilical cord."

……What's the meaning?
Colin sensed that there was obviously something unusual in Winter's words.But this feeling is extremely vague to him now.

"What is the umbilical cord...?"

Colin asked with difficulty, even stammering.

"What's an umbilical cord?"

Winter repeated the question and smiled unconsciously.It was just a very ordinary smile, but Colin felt a little creepy:
"Aren't the umbilical cords all over your body?"

The connection with the comb fire, the connection with the countless demons in the tower of hell.

Colin connects them, and they connect to something deeper in the universe.

Even, not only these obvious and very weak connections, but also a greater and quieter silent overflow.

They are also invisible umbilical cords, conveying the nutrients that build his existence, and displaying and manipulating his destiny every moment.

"The universe is a dark womb." Winter said:
"Only by cutting the invisible umbilical cord can childbirth be truly completed."

"So you all seek to experience death yourself?" Colin said confusedly.

"No." Winter denied:

"A transcendent follows no existing path...for when a path becomes a path, it becomes a new umbilical cord."

That's why Winter has to find the real and complete "first birth" by himself.

"I don't understand," said Colin.

"Well...but you don't need to understand."

Winter withdrew his gaze from looking at Colin, and said with a lack of interest as if he no longer existed:
"Because you are not qualified to embark on this path at all."

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If it is true that the seven woodlanders did not die at the hands of Winter, then why were traces of his witchcraft found on the scene in the ninth game?
Colin had already noticed this contradiction when he saw the traces of the snake climbing the tree, but he hadn't had the chance to think about it yet.

Even though it can be very deadly.

Narrative of the Eucharist.

The narrative agency has completely locked on the target.

"We found another person with Winter." The woman in the coat and uniform reported to Mammoth:

"Male, the strength is probably around Qingxingtian, within the range of the three categories..."

Mammoth McBride listened to her report, but did not pay too much attention to such "details".

Zar Winter used his authority to destroy all his coordinate records in the principality before defecting, so the authorities do not have his coordinates now.

Under such a premise, it is inevitable that there will be accidental injury in curse killing.

The information reported by the woman seemed to be announcing the death of the wizard.Because even in the most ideal situation, even if the information in the hands of the authorities improves the accuracy of curse killing to the extreme, it is impossible for him to survive.

In other words, there will be no living things within ten meters of Winter, and even underground bugs and even bacteria will die for no reason.

But so what.

Regardless of whether the wizard has anything to do with Winter, it can only be regarded as his bad luck.

"The curse-killing technique is ready." The woman relayed the report from the curse-killing troops: "It can be performed at any time."

"Ah."

Mammoth nodded, feeling for the first time that he held his teacher's life.

He was a little excited, but also a little scared.So I unconsciously used a little more force in my hand.The steel teacup deformed amidst the creaking sound.The sharp cut cut into McBride's palm, but he didn't seem to notice it.

"report!"

At this time, another staff member came suddenly and reported the emergency:

"Colleagues who have dived into the ether have been unable to move on."

"What's going on?" The woman in uniform asked involuntarily, also a little panicked.

"All the routes are blocked." The man said:

"Now there is no ether that can lead to the target's location."

"Didn't the path be designed in advance?"

"I don't know where the problem is." The man said anxiously and helplessly:
"It may be that the map is too old, and Danaro's ether environment has changed after the Lingsu tide. Or is someone..."

Someone cut off the ether.

"If the route is redesigned now, how long will it take for the spirit to reach the target?"

Mammoth asked calmly, as if his emotions had not caused any waves due to this accident.

"That would have to allow another group of people to re-enter the etheric field from another reality node for at least 15 minutes."

Also, there is no guarantee that other routes will be reliable.

"That's pointless." The woman in uniform murmured:

"Sir, you must make up your mind now."

Mammoth let out a breath, feeling a little irritated.He didn't know whether it was a simple accidental mistake or the teacher's countermeasures, but no matter how far Mammoth had grown, he would always lose his usual restraint and calmness when facing Winter.

The teacher is his eternal heart disease.

The woman in uniform was right, now she must make up her mind.

Wait another 15 minutes, and this hard-won opportunity may be completely lost.

The fact that one's own reconnaissance spirit cannot reach the target location as planned does not mean that curse killing cannot be carried out.

They had already locked Winter's position in the etheric field, and what the scouting spirit body had to do was to determine the other party's real position.

After losing these "eyes", the result is that the result of the battle cannot be confirmed from the physical level, and the subsequent siege will be difficult to carry out.

Also because of the lack of information, the accuracy of curse killing will be lower.

For example, from a radius of ten meters to a radius of hundreds of meters, or even several kilometers...

But that's about it.

Many innocent people may die, but McBride has no other choice.

In order to kill the teacher, any price can be paid.

Even, even this blow may not be able to kill Wen Te, the attempt alone is worthwhile.

"let's start."

Thinking of this, Mammoth made a decisive decision.Because every second of hesitation could lead to missed opportunities.

"Let the spirit bodies lingering in the nearby ether stay away from the target immediately." He said calmly:
"Because we can no longer take their safety into consideration."

At this time, on the map of Danaro in the hall, there are four sapphires that are very close to Winter's position.It will take time for the warning to be conveyed, and it is almost foreseeable that there will be casualties among the four of them.

The woman in uniform gestured to the Cursed Slaying Troops, and the two adjutants blew the bone flutes in their hands. When the five black masked men heard the sound of the flute, they stood up from the ground and broke their larynx with their hands. .Their lives are the trigger for this grand ceremony.

The five of them fell to the ground almost at the same time, with only the same muffled sound.Other than that, the curse killing didn't seem to cause any movement in reality, but the hundreds of writing mechanical arms of the narrative device suddenly stopped.Because at this moment, the amount of information recorded inside the device is increasing exponentially.

After all, in the ritual position of the authorities, an extremely complicated incident suddenly broke out.

This is the most efficient ritual known. Apart from achieving the purest goal of "killing the target", no trace of spiritual energy is wasted.

So it didn't induce any phenomena other than death.

In this moment, even the imaginary temples as far away as the archetypal world will know what happened to Danaro.

About ten seconds later, the writing robot arm in the hall slowly started to work again, writing down the information needed by the analysts on the white paper.

"Winter's traces are gone!" After the analysis was completed, an analyst called out.

The narrative device can no longer capture information related to Winter.

And the ether field within a range of nearly 300 meters around the target position also fell into dead silence, because there were no living things there anymore.

Among the four spirit bodies who went to the target location for reconnaissance, two were killed, and they transformed into the most basic spirit essence without pain.

Did you make it?

It still needs to wait for another group of scout spirits to arrive at the scene along the ethernet to confirm the actual location of Wen Te's body.

Results will be available in as little as 15 minutes.

McBride exhaled, and before he had time to feel the joy, there was already a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Why is the ether channel cut off at the last moment.

This somewhat strange and involved matter has become a question in the minds of most people present.

Is it an enemy conspiracy?Dereliction of duty in a certain department?Or pure accident?Everyone was silently guessing, which made the waiting atmosphere a little depressing for a while.

"..."

"..."

"Heh... heh heh, hum..."

Therefore, even though the sound was very small, a suppressed laughter seemed particularly abrupt in the hall.

Mammoth raised his head slowly, looking for the source of the laughter.It turned out that it was next to him, the woman in a fine imitation uniform and brown high-heeled shoes.

She's even laughing.

Mammoth walked slowly to the woman and stared at her in disbelief.

More and more eyes around them also focused on the two of them.But the woman's interest does not seem to have diminished in the slightest.At first she just suppressed a low laugh, but then she laughed more and more presumptuously, forgetting herself, almost rolling on the ground clutching her stomach.

"Hahahaha. You also have today hahahahahahahaha!!!"

(End of this chapter)