Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1321 The Foreshadowed End (Part [-])
The sound of silver-plated table knives cutting dough, meat fibers, and plant fibers is almost negligible, but the noise made by tableware hitting fine ceramics is disturbing. Athena, known for her elegance, rarely has such a sound. The rudeness of the clanging, even the emperor could tell she was in a really bad mood, and in the old days, he would have received a wave of curses for being so rude at the dinner table as a child.

The future is not optimistic, and the emperor does not know what Athena plans for his future, and it is certain that the future she foresees is very different from that plan.Although he has always known that his adoptive mother has her own thoughts, he also knows that Athena is telling the truth and she really cares about him.He can taste the true feelings in the ether ripples caused by Athena's emotions, just like a snake sticking out its tongue to catch odor molecules, perhaps because of the feelings born of long-term relationship, or because of the plan to give up after aborted, Athens Na began to guide him in another direction.

The noise stopped, and the surroundings became extremely quiet, even the slightest noise left by the double-glazed soundproof glass outside the apartment disappeared.The emperor felt a gentle, shining consciousness enter his brain, and gently pushed away the mental protection that he had carefully designed on paper before he embarked on the path of arcane magic. He closed his eyes and cooperated with the solution Open the maze in the surface consciousness and the false memory phantom formed by thousands of spells, and embrace it in your arms.

He ignored the cold wind blowing on the surface of his skin and embraced the awareness with all his heart.

When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was a world composed of layers of clouds, towering peaks and floating islands.Soldiers in golden Spartan muscular full body armor, Colin-style helmets and human-face visors hold cold-lighted spears and glowing shields, neatly lined up in square formations from the mosaic tiles depicting great victories. Walking across the wide and straight bridge, the brown cowhide studded with rivets hangs down from the layers of shoulder armor and skirt armor, and every neat marching action will make it swing the same range.At the end of the bridge a few kilometers away, it was a hellish scene. Countless bodies were scorched black, and the shapes before birth could not be distinguished at all. The gray-black poisonous smoke rose continuously from the horizon and straight into the sky. The hard soil was soaked with the blood of humans and non-human creatures, and any low-lying pit would gather a pool of rancid and blackened old blood.

The smoke and dust mixed and rubbed against the clouds, billowing thunder fell from the sky, and everywhere the eyes could see was scorched earth.

The wanton growth of distorted buildings stretched out into the black sky like towering trees, and mocking laughter was cast from the clouds, laughing at the fate of the losers.Blood spilled from every dark window, and evaporated into blood-colored clouds on the land melted by weapons. Fear, anger, indulgence and many other emotions turned into poisonous snakes trying to climb the emperor's ankles.

"This is the end, the end of you and mankind."

Athena stood on the bridge, and the originally pure white mosaic floor was now polluted with blood and internal organs.Her shoeless soles gently stepped on the sharp edge of armor, stepped on the mountain of corpses that piled higher and higher, stepped over the desecrated and mutilated corpses, and fell deep into the body that was blasted, cut, and squeezed out of the body, still exuding heat. In the slippery viscera with the stench, corrosive greasy smoke squeezed out from the gaps in the flesh, making a sound like a sigh.Every time she takes a step, turbid blood will drip from the tips of her slender toes. Even so, her movements still look elegant and light. The pure white pleated skirt brushes over the lake of blood like the mist on the lake in the morning. A little polluted.

Glowing giant metal stars fell from the sky, and the wreckage hit the ground with the heat of friction with the atmosphere, kicking up dust and flattening mountains. "It's just one of a million battlefields," she said to the emperor beside her. "There are battles everywhere, and the enemy behind the veil is finally victorious. Even my father, Zeus, who calls himself a god, In such a battle, no sane being can win, the entire galaxy will be reduced to ruins and terror, and heat death will eventually descend on this universe."

He didn't see the enemy, to be precise, he just didn't see it now.

He knows what happened here, he knows who the enemy is, and he also knows that what he sees is not a real scene that actually happened in the material universe, but a grotesque thing that cannot be understood by common sense.He had stepped into the silver stone door of Paititi and seen the horrors within, but long before he did so, he had read descriptions of it in the ancient books of Kama Taj.

There is nothing definable in the etheric ocean.Maybe it's just an artist's suicidal thoughts caused by using illegal drugs, the malice of a desperate person who breaks through social moral norms, the fleeting jealousy and anger between a man and a woman, the desperate gamble and prayer of an adventurer, and a smug smug Lies of all kinds are likely to open their fangs and swallow the souls that gave birth to these thoughts.The reason why the emperor can see things in common sense is entirely because this is a metaphorical portrait jointly displayed by the ether ocean and Athena, which is a picture salvaged and interpreted by Athena from the ether ocean.Everything is a metaphor, a reference, not a real picture.

Even after a sorted interpretation, counterintuitive and unreasonable existences still reveal themselves in inconspicuous details, such as scattering that violates the principle of optics, or abnormal gravity phenomena, or smoky ice cubes, Everything reminds the observer that this is not reality.If ordinary fortune tellers or dream interpreters accept the ripples formed by such pan-dimensional reflections, they may still need to pay the price of burning their brains or going completely crazy before they can interpret them.In this vast ocean, with a little trance, fragments of thinking are intercepted and transformed into reality—either symbols, gestures, singing, or body parts. Those who are weak in mind see things even more Terrible, any sanity gap projected will be absorbed and then infinitely magnified to give birth to something irresistible.His soul is tough enough, the existence behind the curtain roared at him, he stepped forward without fear to crush the slippery and cold malicious entity, causing the predators hidden behind the increasingly fragile curtain to flee in a hurry, like a ghost in the sun Down ablation.

"Destruction!" cried a cascading roar of corpses.

A giant horned beast came from below the horizon, smoking all over.Only now did he realize that he was wearing armor forged with a psychic protection spell.To be precise, it is power armor. The surface of the golden armor is covered with layers of runes, which are his spiritual protection spells, and the close-fitting soft seal and cables can be intuitively understood as the underlying thinking maze cast by logic programs. In addition to the irresistible mental shock, it can also allow him to react and resist.

"I don't want to go this far." Athena lowered her eyes, her smooth blonde hair hanging from her ears.She stood on the pile of corpses and reached out to the emperor, who tacitly stretched out his arms to wrap around her slender waist, let her sit on his arms, and stretched out his palms to press on the flat belly to prevent her from falling backwards.She is very light, almost weightless, and she cocked her slender legs as if sitting on a swing, "This ending is a failure for everyone. You have to make a choice."

"Death!" The snake-like monster screamed.

The air was full of the smell of blood and ashes, and he could smell the blood of the genetically modified soldiers, which was full of high concentration of iron.The madness of many hidden things was revealed, and the shocking reality and horror did not dampen his spirit. He watched with cold eyes the mountain-like behemoth dragging its claws and crushing everything, smashing the soil formed by metaphors and references.Athena jumped down from his arms, hugged his neck and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"Remember." She whispered in his ear, "make the right choice."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)