latent syndrome.

Chapter 181. 180. The Supreme Freedom

For Hugo, it was less than a second.

But for Colin, it is a long time frozen in the distant years.

That monster doesn't belong to any kind of creature.

All the organs and tissues are made up of the filthiest, ugliest, and most evil and grotesque things, those bloody red and green foul lines filled with viscous substances.

Waved out cruel and realistic illusions one after another.

is a stock index.

is the Gini coefficient.

It's the porn movies on your hard drive, the shielded content of forum posts, the webs woven by spiders, the offspring of venomous snakes.

Also the scorching joyful lightning of money, and the swampy vines of a whore's indulgence.

It is the poison of power, the whip of blindness.

"Why are you so resistant."

"You still don't know who I am?"

"Beyond what was, what is, and what will be in the future."

"Thoughts, truths, ideas, the unimaginable."

"To know me is to know existence, and my essence contains truth."

"Mathematical, organic, metaphysical."

"I am everything, I am the universe, and your enemies are all at my feet, bathed in supreme power."

"Do you long for death?"

That ear-piercing bewitching voice.

It is the howling of wolves all the year round, the howling of hungry witches, the playfulness of old perverts, and the conspiracy of black-hearted thieves.

Endless fantasy.

Weightlessness.

The hopeless situation of reincarnation.

With a noisy picture tube TV, the weird monster narrated the vague galaxy universe in a deafening voice.

This abyss, like a tarsal maggot, took root in Colin's mind.

Countless hours.

There is only one thing that can counteract it. As long as you resist completely, the lines will not be able to shake you, urging your own time domain, and using your own years to wear down eternity.

This strange insect, which is more ghostly than the abyss, tortured Colin all the time.

"Existence, nothingness, relative, absolute, finite, infinite."

"How much longer are you going to lie to yourself?"

"Only by returning to the universe and embracing the darkness."

"Surrender to chaos and accept fate."

"Kneel down for eternity."

"It is supreme..."

"truth."

"Do you want to disobey the universe, disobey me, disobey the truth?"

This abyss belongs to Colin, with his actions, thoughts, and endless actions.

All the illusions are too ethereal, abstract and illusory, and even make Colin forget his memory, soul, will, purpose, and belief.

Make him confused, blind, berserk.

Those precious things are filled into syringes, reduced to a sea of ​​syringes, like the fate of addicts, like a long funeral procession, without drums or music, tyrannical anxiety transcends time.

This kind of ultimate torture, even time is an illusion.

In eternity, nothing can match it, not even civilizations, even cosmic celestial bodies, or even magnificent galaxies.

Everything is unfathomable.

Actions, desires, dreams, words.

Spilling from the bristling pores of Ke Lin's body, frequent winds of fear passed by.

Above, below, in all directions, even in the body, in the brain, and the brain within the brain, the endless skulls are peeled off layer by layer, and then burst out from the center through layers of barriers.

Silence, space, and in the depths of darkness evolve a changeable and endless nightmare.

The collapsed Colin was afraid of the high-latitude executions that kept coming, beyond time and beyond the universe, which could no longer be described as torture.

That hazy terror filled everything, and I didn't know where to lead people.

Through all the windows he sees only infinity.

It seems to be outside of numbers and existence.

In the eternal mourning hall, the ancient hissing sound echoed the echo of Colin's fear and pain.

Randy is reading the sinful Bible, Johnny roars past in his chariot, and Hugo watches all this quietly from a distance. They are also enslaved by the abyss and surrendered to the infinite chaos.

All the undead entangled with Colin turned into a sea of ​​jumping and clamoring. In the wild laughter of the sea, he heard countless bitter laughs full of shame and sobbing.

This empty, dark, naked world.

Like the most distorted canvas of flesh and blood, thousands come alive in Colin's eyes from the outside and the inside.

Those lost lives with kind eyes.

Click!
The small gate on the iron gate, which was only wide enough to expose the eyes, was pushed open, revealing cold eyes.

The archaeologist who made friends with high-ranking people in the laboratory fished out Colin who had been imprisoned, and asked someone to erase all criminal records.

It completely crushed Colin's rebellion and the last trace of self-esteem.

boom!
The red seal is stamped on the divorce agreement.

A complete loser, subject to the long-term slavery of cheap tobacco and alcohol.

hum...

The beeping of the phone completely ripped Colin out of his dream.

He had been utterly frightened, utterly shaken, lost his will, lost his faith.

A product of chaos.

Only the fatal final blow is missing.

It was a cold winter day.

city ​​of freedom.

Colin is told by the police to go to a location.

Severe weather, heavy snowfall enveloped the whole city, a piece of white.

On the permafrost full of snow and falling snowflakes all over the sky, in the back alley of the bar where no one cares, Colin saw his father's body.

That strange insect is full of compound eyes, arthropods, mouthparts, strange insects.

They were entrenched on that corpse, like maggots gnawing on carrion, and they were also gnawing on that corpse.

Suddenly, red and green stock index lines appeared on them, spreading towards Ke Lin.

"You are completely correct. From this moment on, no matter the moment any action is completed, it is automatically correct."

Those cold-blooded, hollow claws caressed across the galaxy and universe one after another.

Ke Lin stood there with a dull gaze, and gave up any resistance, just when the line was about to touch the skin and penetrate into the body.

He looked at the body.

It seems to be a phenomenology of the spirit. He who has passed through endless years has turned into a pure self, realizing a transcendent transformation.

Colin suddenly regained his composure, and his eyes became focused.

"Perhaps you are right."

"But you shouldn't be playing this trick at the end."

"I remember! I remember who I am..."

"It's the years, no, those beyond the years that make me understand all this."

click!
Colin grabbed those lines, snapping them one after another, bursting out hateful plasma, and the strange insect also let out an incomparably shrill cry.

"what are you doing?"

"Don't you understand the matter until now? You are still in slavery, in nothingness, and deviated from the universe."

"You crazy madman!"

The howls of the strange insects were extremely ear-piercing.

And Colin's face was as cold as the winter in the back alley of this bar.

"Yes... I am still sure that your so-called self-deception has established its truth in these distant years."

"I'm not me, I'm Colin, I'm me."

"I am I... This sounds basically nonsense, although the former I and the latter I are the same I, but the former I is defined, he is the infinite I, and the latter I is used to define the former I am limited."

"During this process, I have changed and expanded myself, the imaginary world, the symbolic world, the real world, these transitions, this uniformity, the sameness, which separates me from others."

"It's like two people standing at the same point on the earth. One of them stands still, and the other starts from this point, circles the world, and finally returns to this point. Although they are both at the same point, but The latter one has been expanded."

"But I'm not me either."

"In the process of making sure that I am who I am is the process of denying that I am not someone else."

"Assuming that the whole world is occupied by me, and there is nothing else but me, just like those years in the eternal illusion, I can only become me if I first deny that I am not myself, and then deny this denial."

"it is true."

"I'm completely convinced of all this!"

"Existence and nothingness, essence and appearance, absolute and relative, finite and infinite!"

"This is...the supreme freedom!"

Ke Lin's gaze was like a torch, tearing those lines, and all the strange insects that insulted the corpse exploded into bloody red pulp.

"what are you doing……"

"you……"

"Crazy madman!"

The strange insect was furious, rolling countless bloody faces.

"The rationality of the universe."

"too weak……"

"My opponent is far from a trash fish like you."

"Starting from the basic consciousness, through the negation of reason, negate the negation of reason."

"This is the absolute spirit."

"I am already a being in and for itself, a real being."

boom!
As Colin pulled out all the lines, the strange insect burst into slag.

And Hugo had no idea what was going on.

For him it was just a moment.

The core of this field exploded directly, and a mighty force directly shattered the scarlet world, not even a second later.

The whole world was directly disintegrated.

In an instant...

Returned to the present world.

"What happened? What's going on here?"

Hugo was completely in a daze. In an instant, that piece of world had been disintegrated. This is the real world.

The empty streets, the completely normal St. George's District, the sky is full of torrential rain, and the disorderly and messy water droplets are pierced into thin lines, rippling out infinite violent ripples.

A line of sky streets under the shade of two rows of tall buildings.

With a flash of lightning and thunder that shook the sky, the rain slammed violently and burst, and the sky and the earth were filled with broken and wild noises.

And Hugo looked ahead, and Colin was standing there impressively.

His clothes and hair were wet by the rain, his eyes were like torches, followed by a flash of lightning erupting behind him, the intense flash, through his majestic and immobile body like a sculpture, and the shadow that enveloped the world in that instant, completely wiped out Hugo cover.

Hugo actually...

Subconsciously take a step back, there are really people in this world...

Can conquer eternity!
Colin spoke.

He has already forgotten everything that happened in the eternal illusion, and he can't remember all the details, but he knows one thing very firmly. He feels that his thoughts are so powerful that they can tear apart the galaxy in the universe.

"The rationality of the universe, Hugo?"

"Brought by reason..."

"Only the paleness of reason."

(End of this chapter)