Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 459 [Chapter of Hidden Abyss] III: Enemy

There was no set time, no set range, and the disordered synesthesia for Swarm occupied Chen Yan's whole body and mind in an instant.

Confused synaesthesia produces:
As the darkness recedes, the cave illuminated by the pale searchlight seems to be covered with a high-saturation filter, and everything becomes brighter—the stalactites on the top of the cave, the reptiles of various colors coming and going in the stalactites, The crystal-clear waters, and the... corpses under the waters.

The bottom of the water is densely packed with corpses of strange snakes!
I don't know how long those corpses have been sinking here, most of them have been devoured by the ubiquitous nitrifying bacteria in the water. Part of the underwater world.

When Chen Yan saw the snake corpses all over the bottom of the water, those decayed things seemed to come to life, swinging at the bottom of the water with limbs that were incomplete or even skeletal, struggling to float, as if they were about to rush to the surface!
It was also at the moment when he saw these corpses "resurrected", Chen Yan felt a majestic "sense of mission" erupting from his heart - from Swarm's heart - his desire to destroy these things seemed to come from instinct , Chen Yan has never experienced such pure hatred and murderous intent, it feels like...

Rival!

Swarm and these strange snakes are old enemies? !

Swarm's violent mood swings and hatred-filled gaze seemed to activate something. The moment his eyes fell on the bottom of the water, a huge "searchlight" lit up in the waters under the boat.

That is……

Some kind of pupil!

The entire bottom of the water began to fluctuate violently, and the turbidity spread like mist in the bottom of the water, and the outline around the "searchlight" gradually became faintly visible——

Several huge and broken snakes like anacondas are entangled with each other, forming a colossus that occupies the entire bottom of the water. The small snakes that were densely covered with the water are just embellishments on the body of this colossus. The huge body can't see the end at a glance!

This thing had been dead underwater for a long time, but at this moment it was "resurrected" due to the appearance and "watching" of its old enemy—at this moment, Chen Yan could clearly feel the intense hostility coming from the water, and a trace of it. "fear".

The dead behemoth under the water actually developed "fear" towards Swarm!
Although fear arose, the behemoth still did not stop the process of "recovery", and opened its mouth with almost dry bones, and roared silently at Swarm.

The next moment, Chen Yan saw a hand reaching towards his face, inserting it into his eye socket——

Swarm removed his own eyes.

The severe pain stopped the synesthesia.

Chen Yan snorted, fell to the cabin, and was supported by Jack Baldo beside him.

"Brother, what's wrong with you!"

The severe mental pain hit Chen Yan's eyes, he clenched his fists in panic, and said inarticulately:

"Don't touch my hand..."

He couldn't control the direction of his fist when he was out of balance. The fist first touched Jack Baldo's miner's uniform, and then he lost control of his fist due to the chaotic synaesthesia of the miner's uniform. Under the stimulation of the strong synaesthesia produced by the suit, his fist stretched out like a spasm.

Under the stimulation of synaesthesia, he tried to support his body in a daze, but the palm that slipped and fell on the hull under him produced synaesthesia again.

He wanted to take back his hand, but he touched his miner's uniform, the Egret-[-] shotgun that fell on the waist of the miner's uniform, and the helping hand extended to him by Swarm who turned around.

Thus, countless pictures exploded in front of his eyes——

The dark underground mines and deformed monsters in the dark, the scorching high-temperature forging chamber of the steel factory, the miner's pickaxe and the blood on the miner's pickaxe, and the mourning undead under the miner's pickaxe...

A chaotic synaesthesia for the objects he touched arose in Chen Yan's mind. These chaotic synaesthesias seemed to force a pile of "memory garbage" and "emotional garbage" into his head.

Fortunately, he already had the previous experience of synaesthesia and the psychological preparations for emergencies. Under the shock of the "tsunami" generated by the synaesthesia in his brain, his spirit miraculously "survived" tenaciously. .

Chen Yan felt as if there were countless pendulums of large hanging clocks bombarding his brain. If it was in the past, he might not be able to hold on for a moment, and his spirit would be disconnected.

But now, he is different from before. His spirit has been tempered, and he has experienced synaesthesia several times. Those experiences in exchange for his life allow him to survive in such a "spiritual tsunami" , not only gradually regained control over himself, but also had a certain degree of control over the "synaesthesia" produced in his mind.

"Using the mind to control the synaesthesia of disorder" feels like restraining a speeding steam bus with both hands.

And this absurd act, which is impossible to complete anyway, has now become a miracle that is about to happen with the naked eye!
Chen Yan mobilized all the energy he could control, all the power he had accumulated, and let out a final low roar:

"Stop it for me!"

Chen Yan not only swears, but also bursts the blood vessels on his forehead.

There was a head-on conflict between subjective will and the huge mental pressure caused by synaesthesia, so the rapidly rising intracranial pressure squeezed a large artery in the head. splashed onto the stalactites overhead.

The mental strength was finally unbearable, and the consciousness was disconnected.

At the same time, in the mind, all the "emotions" in the synaesthesia generated by the "touch" were completely washed away by Chen Yan's subjective will, leaving only a pure and flawless memory picture.

……

……

The cold sea breeze blows on the face, and the cold and blood-smelling water vapor enters the nostrils along the nostrils.

Smelling the bloody smell, Chen Yan woke up from a coma.

"You're awake! Don't move! I just patched the hole in your head..."

There was still a dark cave in front of them, and most of the expedition members on the ship had turned off their searchlights, leaving only one searchlight placed in the center of the ship, pointing upwards, to provide a view for identifying directions in the waters.

Chen Yan rolled his eyes with difficulty, and saw the complicated and fearful expression on Weber's face.

"You were injured too badly, there was such a big hole in the top of your head, and the blood flowed non-stop. Seeing that there is air in and no air out, I can only use bacterial strains to repair your damaged place..."

Chen Yan moved her lips:
"thanks……"

Weber whispered:
"Your body and the strain are combined very well...beyond my expectations, as if your flesh and blood itself is the strain itself...I just repaired the hole in your head, and now the wound seems to have completely disappeared It's..."

Others present couldn't understand the meaning of Wei Bo's words, only Chen Yan understood his own situation, when the Messiah repaired his body, maybe it was at that time that his body became different from before.

After Chen Yan regained his energy, he felt that his sense of powerlessness had subsided, and he was even able to sit up without support.

At the same time, some memory images appeared in his head.

Those memory images are exactly the synaesthesia I had with everything on the boat I touched before.

Chen Yan felt that he could easily "see clearly" those memory pictures, and he was not disturbed by the emotions contained in those memories like before.

He was curious and excited, and his intuition told him that something had happened to him—after a head-on confrontation with "chaotic synaesthesia" in an almost out-of-control state, he became different from before.

Chen Yan recalled that just a moment ago, when the synesthesia with Swarm ended, he felt that his eyes were in severe pain.

In the synesthesia with Swarm, his eyes have been dug out from the "spirit" once. Although he was not physically injured, the tingling sensation of the spirit is real—although Chen Yan has vision , but at that moment, at the moment when he regained consciousness, he didn't even feel that there were eyes in his eye sockets.

But after waking up this time, he no longer felt the severe pain in his eyes, and only retained the "objective memory" of the severe pain.

It was also this time, as he woke up and recovered, he felt more clearly that this body was "his own"——

He didn't feel like Swarm anymore, he didn't feel like the planks of the ship, the egret, the miner's suit...

The emotion generated by synaesthesia is still there, but it has become a mere memory and can no longer affect him.

'Is this... the new power gained after facing [unknown knowledge] with courage? '

Chen Yan felt the body's "new touch" to the world, and Jack Baldo's voice came from his ears.

"Brothers!"

The joy of Jack Baldo next to him contained a trace of repressed fear, and he whispered:

"Keep your voice down, they say things under the water have bad ears, as long as you speak softly, it won't attract its attention..."

Chen Yan immediately realized that they hadn't left the water yet.

In other words, the things under the water are still there.

Chen Yan thought of seeing the huge monster entangled by giant boas in his synaesthesia with Swarm, and felt awe-inspiring.

In his ear, Jack Baldo whispered in a very small voice:

"According to Swarm, we were disturbed by something under the water, which caused us to go the wrong way... The shrimp people are correcting the route, and it is said that we are about to reach our destination..."

"Swarm is sorry, he said the thing under the water was coming for him, and we were caught."

Chen Yan recalled the feeling of "old enemy" he just felt, and nodded, indicating that he was fine.

He slowly raised his upper body, and saw that the rowing position had been replaced by a shrimp man again.

Weber has already turned around, leaning on the cabin behind the shrimp man, holding the belt behind the shrimp man with one hand, as if he is always prepared for emergencies, so as to pull the shrimp man back when the bow of the ship is in danger.

Chen Yan asked in a low voice:

"After I'm unconscious, what about the hand on the side of the boat?"

(End of this chapter)