After reaching the same tune as Snow, Bernadette's temperament became much more sinister. Although her appearance was still the same, it gave people a twisted and cold feeling.
At this time, she was no longer a pure Bernadette, but something similar to an information complex. Although she looked like a person, she was actually in the form of a mythical creature.
And it's that kind of hybrid mythical creature.
In this state, even ordinary angels will be greatly polluted when they see it. As a caster herself, Bernadette also bears a considerable mental burden. Her abundant humanity constantly uses her sensibility to balance all kinds of terrifying and twisted things.
Thoughts, as well as Snow's constant use of "corruption" to influence her emotions from within, kept her in a relatively "emotional" state as she stepped into the half-collapsed palace.
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
She did not enter through the roof of the main hall, which seemed to have been blown off by a violent explosion. Instead, she cautiously dived into the water and found the main entrance, which had long been submerged in the sea.
There is a trace amount of divine blood in the water in this illusory sea area. Even in this area that still shows a blue color, there are still traces of pollution. But compared to the clear pollution in the water, Bernadette
Her spiritual intuition told her that the consequences of entering through the roof would be even more unbearable.
The sunken hall door has a bit of the style of a giant palace, but it is not that huge. Although it still seems a bit huge to humans, it is a bit cramped to a real giant.
Low gasping sounds came from behind the main door. Bernadette maintained the bubble that wrapped her body and walked towards the main door. However, behind the door frame that did not even have a door panel, what could be clearly seen was what should have been.
The space that was also flooded by seawater did not appear. Instead, there was a dry space.
Looking back, I saw the gate was right behind me. There was no sea water, it was not dilapidated, and I could even see a faint yellow luster.
"This is……"
"Part of the ancient sun god's dream before his death." Snow's voice flowed in Bernadette's mind. Through the passage illuminated by the dim light, there was a strange silence ahead.
There are no contaminated monsters as imagined, there are no various bizarre phenomena, and there is not even the slightest trace of things like divine power. It is just like the inside of an ordinary building.
But it was this kind of ordinaryness that made Bernadette dare not relax at all.
Because she understood that this probably meant that even those illusory monsters could not exist here.
After passing through the not-so-long corridor, the empty main hall appeared in view. In the center of the main hall was an ancient long stone table, surrounded by stone seats full of ancient clumsiness either placed stably or
It fell over at will, or collapsed and disintegrated, as if some kind of fusion had occurred, and what should be the top position was not a seat, but a strange platform, or in other words, an altar.
Looking up, you can see exquisite relief murals on the roof, but the delicate carvings have become distorted, confusing, and even difficult to distinguish for some reason. Even though you know that this should be a work with a specific meaning, but rationally
But resisted parsing its content.
No, it's not resistance, but it inherently represents "rejection".
"Be careful, this painting may be the last picture the ancient Sun God saw when he died. His extreme resistance blended with everything in his field of vision and turned into this hall." There was a certain melancholy in Snow's words.
This means that through Hermit Cattleya, Bernadette, who had a certain understanding of what happened at the end of the Third Age, immediately looked away.
However, I don't know if this action of looking away triggered some mechanism, or if I stepped into the hall for a certain period of time, it would be affected, and the scene in the entire palace began to become distorted.
It was not artificially compressed or twisted, but rather like the vision of an ordinary person after spinning dozens of times on the spot, it began to become disordered, chaotic, and difficult to recognize.
At the same time, the gasping sound that had subsided when he stepped into the hall echoed in his ears again.
A luster appeared on Bernadette's body almost at the same time. At the same time, her state became illusory and difficult to grasp. The mythical magic, [The Emperor's New Clothes], turned herself into something non-existent to avoid danger.
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Just when the distortion spread to her body, Bernadette suddenly felt an extreme sense of fear. It was a great terror originating from the instinct of the soul as if she was really about to disappear. She instinctively wanted to relieve herself.
Fairy tale magic in her body, but the will of the senior extraordinary person forcibly stopped her behavior, because she had realized that this power that made her fearful also strengthened the "Emperor's New Clothes".
"What is this?" Bernadette's thoughts flashed through her mind, and Snow's voice responded almost simultaneously -
"The elimination of existence, or the use of futility, simply put, means that I exist because I can observe myself, which is the so-called I think, therefore I am, but when I no longer observe myself, then
Do we cease to exist?”
"I see, maybe this is the real source of the fairy tale magic of 'The Emperor's New Clothes'?" Bernadette felt a little confused in her heart, but Snow wanted to tell her that it was not the case, but both of them knew that this was not the time to explore this aspect.
When I asked the question, with just a few thoughts, I refocused my attention on this space, which was like an abstract painting drawn by someone who was in a strong dizziness.
Bernadette tried to take out an item from the space bag for experimentation, but failed without any surprise. This made her realize that there seemed to be no way to connect to the star world or the spiritual world in this space (apprentice pathway).
The essence of magical storage items is to set up/open up/anchor an independent space in the astral world or the spiritual world, so it cannot be connected to the astral world, and it cannot be used in the spiritual world).
"Maybe it's not that it's impossible to connect, but that it's not connected at all." Snow tried to use the ability of Carl's Dragon to analyze this "phenomenon", but he couldn't see anything. It was as if this world should be like this, and in this world
On the contrary, they are abnormal.
Bernadette pursed her lips lightly, and a ray of information escaped from her body, but the moment it escaped from the coverage of "The Emperor's New Clothes", the structure of the information was distorted from the underlying rules, and it was originally difficult to understand.
The light strips turned directly into twisted, strange pieces of flesh exuding a rotten atmosphere.
Bernadette, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately cut off the information, but the contamination still came back. Just when Bernadette was about to erase the relevant information immediately, Snow's voice sounded:
"Don't worry, let me do it."
As he spoke, Snow's spirituality began to flow through Bernadette's body, wrapping up the strand of distorted information. Then, in a panic that was unbearable for Bernadette, her body became the same as the one around her.
The twisted posture is unique to the distorted environment.
"What did you do?" The difference between Bernadette and the changes in her appearance and the unchanged nature made it difficult to understand how this state came about. However, Snow's slightly out-of-tune, trembling voice was in her ears.
Rings:
"I just had a slightly contaminated dream based on that piece of contaminated information. You move faster, I won't be able to hold on for long."
