Chapter 558

Time seems to be blurred here. With the light gray light spreading, all the people and objects touched by it will irreversibly become white crystals.

One person, three people, ten people, in a short one second, the gray light quickly approached beness and others.

When the gray light rises, bines immediately realizes that something is wrong, but the time left for her to react is too short. Even sequence 9 can't deal with such a short-range terrorist attack in such a moment.

This is not a normal spell or skill, but a full blow with the power of the witch.

If bines had 1-2 seconds to prepare in advance, she would have been able to cope with the injury. But at this moment, she felt that her life would stop in the rapidly spreading white crystal.

And just as the gray light bloomed, there was the silver haired girl beside bines.

With the brilliance in her eyes, a faint blue color flashed in her hood.

A dreamy blue butterfly appeared in front of her. When the thin wings touched the gray light, they suddenly lost their color and became gray. They fell from the air, fell to the ground and became smashed, becoming scattered white particles.

Due to the time is too hasty, Lorraine Hill alert has no time to remind the side of bines. While Lorraine hill was watching and searching, she started to trigger a hairpin in her ear and was on standby. At the moment also finally in the critical moment, the timely release of Trina Sha left means.

In front of the girl, the butterflies quickly ashed and fell from the air, and the gray light finally stopped here, unable to spread further.

Suddenly using skills beyond one's limit makes Loran Hill feel a sharp headache in his consciousness, which is blurred by vertigo.

Just as she was about to fall, a hand beside her carefully held her.

"Thank you. Let me take care of the next thing." The familiar voice was the last that Lorraine Hill heard before he lost consciousness.

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The golden moonlight suddenly blooms in the night sky, reflecting the whole holy mountain of kalenrill like day.

Countless people wake up in the dark, they have come out of the temple and residence, looking at the distant mountains, the violent surging magic wave like a whirlpool stirred the night sky.

The golden sand flies all over the mountains like fireflies, and shuttles through the mountains like a fierce wind. The mighty magic suppresses hundreds of thousands of extraordinary people in the holy mountain of kalenrill, making it difficult for them to display in this glorious holy land.

At the top of the world, the strength of extraordinary series 9 is shown at this moment.

The smooth sand in the sky converges to form clusters of fruits, whose shape is like small olives, connected by rain, dew and gold, falling from the sky, like a curtain covering the whole holy mountain of kalenrill. Everything that is collided and shrouded by it becomes extremely slow, as if it is still.

But in this time nearly stagnant world, that glorious golden bright moon, has become the only master, controls everything.

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Lorraine hill is in a deep sleep.

It was as if she had fallen into a deep ocean. The light above her head was getting darker and farther away. All the sounds and noises left her. The world had never been so quiet, so silent that there was no sound or living thing.

Time has become an imperceptible thing, everything is static.

She seemed to fall into a dream that she would never wake up

There is no light and no color in the dream.

Time goes by, time goes by

Time and years go by, but strangely, they seem to flow in the opposite direction of peacetime.

Time goes by, time goes by

And in the endless darkness, a tiny ray of light finally appeared.

The sleeping girl heard a vague voice.

Unfortunately, the voice was still vague, and it took a long time to become clear. It seemed that they were two voices she never knew.

Man: "I didn't expect that we were on duty again tonight."

Woman: "ha, you really dare to say, didn't you specially apply for class transfer? You think I don't know that. "

Man: "well, give me some face. There are only a few people of the same age in the base now. Maybe we will be together for more than ten years in the future."

Female: "OK, I won't tell you. When would you like to put your mind into the experiment? You know, our" original heart "faction is now overwhelmed by the little girls of the" mechanical Council. "

Female: "it's a factional organization that has just risen. I didn't expect that it will become strong so soon. Is the way out for everything, electronic and AI? That kind of world is really cruel."

Man: "we human beings have the extraordinary power we once dreamed of. I didn't expect that there are still a group of people who want to go the old way, but what's more, we didn't expect that. They are old-fashioned people who are more adaptable to the world than our new and extraordinary factions. "

Woman: "well, the irony of the times is that when you want to do something great in the long run, you are always interrupted by some people who are eager for quick success and instant benefit. Now I don't know how long the organization can last, and whether it can support us to accomplish this dream. "

Man: "external strength and convenience can't fill the inner void. Only by achieving a perfect heart can the whole race be promoted to the next stage. If we can't achieve this goal, human beings will eventually collapse because of the unlimited expansion of the number and make any existing institutional structure unable to adapt and reconcile. "

Female: "if we are pursuing inner perfection, then the tree of life and the mechanical Council are pursuing outer perfection. I don't deny the need for external strength, but I blindly pursue the strength of external strength. When the number expands to a level that can be photographed, the differences between groups will become bigger and bigger and more difficult to understand. Finally, countries and organizations will be broken like biscuits. "

Woman: "and there will be endless wars and conflicts among broken groups."

Man: "but the mechanical Council seems to have given another answer. If everyone is a machine that only knows how to work, then there will be no different voice."

Woman: "but what's the difference between such a world and death? Those are just talking corpses."

Man: "we can't stop it now, can't we... We can only place our hopes on the four prototypes in front of us."

At this time, Lorraine Hill finally saw the picture in his mind. It was a huge underground space with numerous precision instruments. In the open laboratory, two experimenters, a man and a woman, were standing in front of a transparent screen suspended from one side, watching the lines of data floating above.

After the screen became clear, Lorraine Hill finally saw the handwriting on it.

"Project 1654 - the throne of God"

Behind the screen are four huge glass pillars standing high. They are surrounded in four directions. The colors are flowing and flashing blue light, stagnant and accumulated gray white, bright and lively red, and changeable and faint light green.

The God's throne project is based on archaeological excavations all over the world and four absolutely pure souls selected from countless ghosts. They can reflect people's heart like a mirror, understand and connect others.

On this basis, with these four souls as the prototype, build the spiritual ladder, connect billions of souls, and finally form the throne of gods. Finally, the perfect gods will appear at the end of the ladder.

And the throne of this God will become the solution to all the questions in the world and the cauldron of all things. It will unite all the extraordinary people of the whole race to realize the great cause of distorting reality, turning back time and opening up space.

This is the key to the world, with which mankind will open the door to the next stage and realize the leap of the whole race.

These four souls are the prototypes of the gods, the original four.

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Just as Lorraine Hill scrutinized the data and explanations of the project, the two men began to talk again in the laboratory.

"Did you find that the red glass column shifted another 2 mm to the right?"

"Cluck, I can't help it. That child, after all, the flame just likes to stay with the wind."

As the line of sight widens, the name plate on the glass column also emerges in the field of vision.

The vast blue water, Severian.

Flaming red, cloyati.

Greyish white crystalline rock, brennard.

Pure and changeable, Lorraine hill.