The vast ocean stretches as far as the eye can see, and water mist has already appeared on the sea surface.
"Your heart has been raining."
Grace's voice came from a floating island that only accommodated a tent and a fruit tree.
Gwen followed the sound and left.
The self wrapped in a three-color bandage was baking apples and whispered to him:
"I am a prisoner here, and so are you."
"I am willing to do so."
Gwen hesitated for a moment, then sat beside the campfire.
Rain cannot extinguish this fire.
Grace smiled gently at him.
"Are you trying to conquer your heart with violence again?" she asked.
"I'm just here to understand you and my own heart. Let's see when the rain stops in this world where it never stops raining."
"The rain will never stop." She shook her head.
"Do you feel any satisfaction eating here?" Gwen asked.
"The feeling of eating in reality can also be felt here. This is the dimension of your soul, an endless nothingness. But do you know that the area here is only equivalent to a thirty-kilometer long runway. Swimming from here,
You can go around here in a while and come up from the back." She ate the baked apple with a surprised expression on her face, "Not bad."
"So where did the apples come from?" Gwen stepped back and looked up at the sky, letting the rain hit her face.
"When you hesitate, there will be fruit here. When you are in pain, there will be meat here. When you are happy, I can only smell the dry smell." She said.
"So, you want me to be in pain all the time? So you always have meat to eat?"
"No."
She smiles.
"I would rather hope that you are always happy. The more painful and lonely I am, the happier and more self-conscious you are. We are the same person, so how can I expect you to be miserable? Although we have never met before, we have already seen each other in the mirror.
See. I am you and you are me. The stability we long for is what we long for and what she longs for."
She pointed to the sky.
"This non-stop rain is her."
Grace sat back against him.
"We long for you to have peace so that we can have peace too."
"Sounds really unfair."
Gwen said: "I am enjoying peace outside, while one of you is in the constant rain, and the other is trapped in this small world. It's not fair."
"There is no fairness in the world." She couldn't help laughing.
""
"You have realized this truth a long time ago, why are you still nostalgic about it now?"
"...I can't understand it, I really can't understand it." Gwen looked at the rain.
"I am the embodiment of your desire. I am the best evidence of your curse on yourself. I am your most primitive flame. The link between you and me is stronger than with her. Therefore, you must recognize me clearly and see
Know my face clearly."
Gwen turned her face sideways and saw Grace's face clearly.
It was a beautiful face full of stability and gentleness.
It's him.
It's her too.
It is proof of Gwen’s dual identity and the intersection of self and id.
He was choked up for a moment:
"When can we leave this ocean? I'm trapped in it."
"anytime."
"But I'm trapped."
"Float along here, only thirty kilometers, and you can leave."
"Trapped." Gwen covered her face.
He saw the face of this sea, a part of the rain in the sky, a superhuman version of himself in moral form. It was an endless constraint, and a prison for himself.
There is only one prisoner in this sea.
That's him.
He is a watcher, a watchman and a prisoner, a prisoner who has swallowed the keys of the shackles into his belly.
Grace patted his head gently, wrapped her fingertips around his hair, and lightly scratched his earlobes with her nails. Her voice was gentle:
"Transcend yourself, Gwen; live for yourself, Gwen; don't punish yourself for things that haven't happened, Gwen."
she says:
"I am a monster, a monster who becomes happy when her heart and spirit are hurt. She is a god, a god who never lowers her head to the dust and the morality of her life; you are our union, you are our only one, hold on
Your power whispers your wish; speak it, what is your wish?"
The world emerges like a horse and a flower.
Thinking is like waking up on the first day.
Memories awaken from that violent accident.
Before his death, his friend said to him, "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you."
Gunshots.
It's like sticking your head out of the water and breathing in the air that has never felt so sweet.
He said: "I want to be an upright person, I want to live uprightly, live honestly, and be a gentleman."
"Then you already are."
Grace's last words were full of tenderness and motherly glory.
Gwen leaned in her arms, listening to her other self humming a lullaby that she had never heard before or long forgotten, slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
When Gwen woke up, she found herself in the guest room of Tomia's room. The colors of March were shining outside the window, and the moonlight spread in front of the window like an eternity of glory.
I turned over and got out of bed, feeling unbearable pain in my body.
Fusion with Grace was like returning his body to the factory for overhaul. Although there were many benefits, he now felt as if his whole body was falling apart.
Gwen picked up the cup with her right hand and arranged the clothes with her left hand very naturally.
"Um?"
He snorted in surprise. He had already drank the warm tea in the cup and at the same time picked up the nightgown on the back of the chair next to him.
He found it!
Now he can do three or four things at the same time quite naturally and in an orderly manner. It is almost like a well-matched robot. When one job takes up his left arm, and another job also requires the use of his left arm, he will stop.
Remove the secondary work and peel off the work sequence of the left arm, inserting other steps first.
simply put.
Gwen even felt that there was too much time. What was done in five or six seconds before could now be done in one second.
In my brain, I even reviewed a Utopian accent tutorial out of boredom.
"I…"
The feeling of busyness suddenly occupied the nerves. The sentimental emotions were suddenly expelled, and Gwen didn't know what happened to him. His perception of the world suddenly became much sharper, and his ability to distinguish some smells became much stronger, and
My memory suddenly became stronger, and some vague memories in the past became clear again. As long as I recalled this memory, I could even go through it in my mind.
The most special thing is his own thinking ability.
Like...three people.
And he has excellent central coordination ability. His original ability to think while walking has not disappeared. He has become able to think about papers, learn languages, and virtually train martial arts at the same time... He can perform three tasks to this extent, and
Gwen felt that if he was given two keyboards, he could even type and bark with different people on both sides...
"Is this the third stage of the source force?"
Even Gwen's character started to look happy.
"No wonder many Source Force users have the illusion that they are not Utopians after evolving to a certain extent... This feeling is indeed superhuman!"
Gwen became lively, but she became lively passively, because all the gloomy little thoughts were thought by the No. 2 and No. 3 minds. The remaining main mind has nothing to do and can start "Follow what I want to think about."
It was early when Ma entered the customs
Finished thinking ".
It is difficult for him to be unhappy. Even if there is something sad, it can be left to No. 2 or No. 3 to be sad.
More importantly, he can feel that he is not alone.
Grace and her other self seemed to be accompanying him, by his side.
Is this the third stage of Yuanlishi?
Gwen thought:
It’s so awesome!
Without further ado.
Hurry up and try the effect of the third stage of permanent source power!
Gwen slowly mobilized her source power, broke through her second layer of source power, and entered the third passive layer to see what the abilities of the resident [Warm Current's New Wife] were.
""
Um?
Is the source of power mobilizing a bit slow?
Ha, it doesn't matter. It was the first time I entered the warm new wife mode, and I was beaten half to death by Mihaila, Coral and the others. It is normal for there to be a delay in entering.
Well.
A little slow.
But this is a normal adjustment, don’t worry...
I am super!
""
Gwen found that the conditions for entering the third stage were still the same as before, and there was a need for a 'warm-up'. This meant that he had to fight in the second stage for a certain period of time before he could enter the third stage.
Just like the sac that kills the chicken with a white face, you need to sac hard to change the tone of the background music.
But this is exactly the same ability as Gwen’s permanent second form!
This puzzled him.
Strengthened myself.
It must have been strengthened.
From ordinary old human beings to suddenly evolving into new human beings.
Gwen is sure that she has completely surpassed the old humans and reached the level of new humans.
If the third-stage source power users are all like this, then it is quite reasonable for them to think of themselves as advanced humans. If the immortals are the ultimate version of this form, Gwen can't even imagine what the Fawanians are like.
Yes.
but…
What about Yuanli?
Doesn’t strengthening the third form strengthen the source power?
Gwen felt a period of loneliness and depression.
However, this emotion was quickly thrown aside by the other two minds. He himself was very energetic in testing the degree of source power strengthening.
The noise woke Tomia up, and Miss Mastodon ran in holding a big watermelon...
Gwen and Sparks had a men's meeting and watched a movie together.
Laura and Tomia also have a dog-donkey party, and the dogs and donkeys watch TV series together.
"Are you awake?" As soon as Tomia opened her mouth, people were worried that the next sentence would be "You are a cute girl!"
"Well, it seems like I had a long dream."
"I feel like you have become more lively. Have you let go of the heavy burden in your heart?"
"Let it go a little bit."
Gwen followed Tomia into the room, where Spellblade was discussing the outcome of a baseball game with Dark Cat...
Dragon Flame Castle, training ground.
Long Yan has become accustomed to practicing with Lafite.
When did he develop this bad habit? He thought it probably started when he violated the precepts.
He once believed that as long as he did not touch any emotional disciplines, he would become stronger than before.
but now.
The commandment has been broken.
Long Yan developed an elder-level emotion towards Rafi.
Rafi, who was concentrating on nothing, didn't know that the armored man in front of him, the armored 'Cat Lantern', had silently regarded him as his father, and he was concentrating on using wolf swordsmanship to start quick attacks.
Her posture is exquisite and gorgeous, with a bit of childlike freehand--well, she just hits blindly occasionally, but she is very lethal when unexpected.
Even if Long Yan is distracted, his skills
The movements are still flawless.
With a squinting glance, he caught a glimpse of Raphael's left foot that suddenly stepped firmly hidden under the wolf sword technique. He blocked the lightsaber and used his right foot to release the force and turn to the right.
The moment the lightsaber was blocked, Rafi rushed forward, preparing to use his right fist to crush Dragon Flame's defense. At the same time, he switched to his left hand's lightsaber to make up for it.
But Long Yan was very cunning and turned right to reveal his elbow.
Rafi immediately opened his blood chakra eyes - he immediately fell to the ground. It took him about ten seconds to slowly get up. His face was swollen... This armored man was covered in armor. The power of this elbow
If he were on the field, I'm afraid he would be labeled as "Always tearful, always defensive in his eyes, always directing traffic with his hands on his hips."
"So strong."
Although Rafi has lamented it many times, he sighed again:
"It's too strong, Commander Longyan...why are your reaction speeds so fast? Is it something brought about by the source power of the third stage?"
「」
Long Yan saw that Rafi had completely recovered.
This child is quite optimistic and cheerful, and he doesn’t even complain about pain when he gets elbowed. The more I look at him, the more satisfied he becomes.
He nodded:
"There is indeed a huge difference between the third stage source force user and the second stage source force user, but in fact the power gap is not big. In other words, in addition to being able to freely enter and exit the third stage, it is different from the second stage source force user.
The difference in power is not that big. The real difference is that the power of the spell has increased significantly, and the basic observation and perception abilities have been strengthened. In addition, my ability to do things distractedly will also become slightly stronger. For example, I am now
By doing two things at once, I can still defend against your sneak attack."
"That's too exaggerated." Rafi puffed out bubbles.
She stood up, clasped her hands in front of her, and drew her lightsaber again.
"By the way, Commander Longyan, I heard someone say that Commander Quan's spells are stronger than yours. Is this true?"
"I never lost to her."
"Hey, it's about spells."
"I never lost to her."
"Isn't there a lot of variety in spells? I'm a little curious..."
"I'm so annoyed, you bitch."
Long Yan severely verbally attacked his junior: "I want source power, speed and source power, strength and source power, and spells, naturally, source power. What are you talking about, you bitch? You know what?
Shit, let me teach you a lesson!"
Long Yan pulled out the rune sword with his backhand and revealed the spell that had not been used for a long time.
With a roar, he slashed out a huge fireball.
The fireball made a terrifying explosion when it hit the ground, and was extremely hot.
But Rafi was not injured when he faced Long Yan's attack for the first time...
"The spells are so bad, Captain Longyan's spells are so bad."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Long Yan already appearing in front of her.
Long Yan took real action, entered the second form of his source power, and rushed in front of Rafi at a terrifying speed.
An elbow strike that could be described as an antelope's horns opened Rafi's eyes.
「」
Covering his symmetrically swollen face, Rafi fell to the ground without saying a word.
