Embers of Embers

Chapter 577
Compared with the fighting and killing along the way, this land is undoubtedly much friendlier. There are no watchers, no monsters, no strong winds and huge waves, just this vast expanse of snow.
At this moment, the epidemic doctor's heart became more and more fearful. He began to pray that some physical monster would rush out and let him kill it. In this way, the "fear" emotion would at least have an actual carrier, and it could bleed. , can also be killed and thus defeated.
But it's different now. Fear has become a ubiquitous breeze, like dying old people whispering in their ears.
Both the plague doctor and Lorenzo felt the strangeness of this land, but this power was intangible and immaterial. They seemed to have no ability to resist except feeling panic and injecting medicine.
This... pure white hell.
"Epidemic doctor, is there such a possibility?"
Lorenzo grabbed the rope and looked at the snow covered with footprints behind him.
"Is there someone else coming with us? A kestrel? Or a shrike?"
Lorenzo murmured to himself, his eyes brightening as he thought about all this weirdness.
"No, I just remember it was the three of us."
The epidemic doctor denied Lorenzo's words. It was not so much a denial, but rather that he did not dare to follow Lorenzo's thoughts and guess. If there was really an accompanying person who was lost here, then the epidemic doctor would now How many things have been forgotten?
But just like the paradox mentioned by Lorenzo, the plague doctor cannot remember what he has forgotten. This kind of death is so silent that he may even forget who he is in the next second.
"Don't be so sure, epidemic doctor, this is also possible. Didn't we almost forget to inject Florund's medicine just now?" Lorenzo shook his head. His mood could not be said to be fearful, nor could he be said to be calm. He was just following the instructions. Think your own ideas.
"There is an unlucky guy among us who used up the Florund potion and forgot to inject the potion. As a result, he forgot why he injected the potion, and therefore also forgot the memory that the potion helped him maintain.
The memory collapsed bit by bit, and he forgot more and more, so much so that he forgot why he was here, and even who he was was forgotten. "
Lorenzo said and tugged on the rope around his waist. The rope connected him to the epidemic doctor, but Lorenzo's eyes were looking at the other end, as if the rope should have been extended here to connect to someone.
But now the rope is interrupted here, only connecting Lorenzo and the epidemic doctor.
"We have no way to judge the existence of the fourth guy, right?" the epidemic doctor asked.
According to Lorenzo, the antimeme will not only erase the existence of the fourth person on the memory level, but also block everything related to him.
"Maybe the rope is actually extending, and it is connecting to the fourth unlucky guy, but we can't see the existence of the rope, nor can we feel the tension on the rope, or even that guy is standing in front of us now , yelling at us, punching us...but we just didn't realize he was there."
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this white hell was hideous and terrifying.
Lorenzo had the exact opposite emotion. The doctor could clearly see that there was a smile on Lorenzo's face, and he became more and more excited, like a crazy monster.
"What a terrifying power. You can't remember those forgotten things, and you can't know what your enemies look like. You only face the unknown unknown, and you don't even know when to go to war with them. No warning.”
"What are you excited about, Holmes."
The doctor tensed his muscles. Now he realized that anything could happen in this ghost place, and maybe he had forgotten some key parts.
Like who is Lorenzo?
The epidemic doctor's mind was slightly shaken. It was so peaceful here, with almost no fluctuations except for the breeze that surged from time to time. However, this seemingly harmonious place turned crazy and ferocious because of Lorenzo's words.
"Epidemic doctor, maybe there really is the power to eradicate demons at the end of the world."
Lorenzo's eyes were ecstatic.
"Do you remember what a demon is?"
"demon……"
The Plague Doctor thought about it, but secretly, the hard claws had been built in the flesh, and the Plague Doctor could unsheath it like a sharp sword at any time.
"The real culprit of all these disasters is actually 'corrosion', memetic pollution information, which is imposed on humans, turning them into crazy 'monsters'. It can be said that 'monsters' are just symptoms of human illness. , the real root cause is 'erosion'." The epidemic doctor explained that after his research, he came to the same conclusion as Lorenzo.
"So, don't you think antimemes can completely block this?"
Lorenzo whispered.
"Antimemes are self-sealing information. They are fully capable of completely isolating the spread of erosion and sealing this harmful information in reverse, so that the concept of 'demon' is stripped away from everyone's cognition. Between humans and In the erosion, an iron curtain is created. The erosion cannot spread, and no more demons will be born. All traces will be erased, and no one will be able to discover their existence."
"Do you think this is possible?"
Listening to Lorenzo's words, the epidemic doctor actually felt that there was a trace of feasibility, but then he felt that all this was too grand and too far away.
This is a curse that has been passed down for thousands of years. How could it be broken so easily?
"Yes, it's obviously impossible for us alone, but the world is much bigger than you think, epidemic doctors, we are not alone."
Lorenzo's heart surged for a while, and he suddenly understood why those guys were hiding behind the sea. They were an experiment in themselves from the beginning.
This world has gone through countless reincarnations. In this reincarnation, there will always be people who are far better than Lorenzo and will realize this. The rescue plan was launched a long time ago. Lorenzo is just lucky. Just become one of them.
Although he was in the white hell, Lorenzo's heart was illuminated by hope. In this heavy depression, he finally found the slightest chance of winning.
"But before that, let's think about how to catch the fourth unlucky guy."
Lorenzo looked solemn and walked behind him.
He couldn't remember who the fourth guy was, but it was certain that forgetfulness was mutual, and when Lorenzo forgot his existence, it proved that he himself had been antimemetically erased.
"He may be by our side. After forgetting all the information, he will become a closed corpse and be dragged forward by us."
[Watson, do you have any ideas? 】
Lorenzo asked in the gap.
[No, I am not aware of the existence of the fourth guy. It can be said that I am much more severely affected by antimemes than you are. 】
Watson's voice sounded very uneasy.
Lorenzo didn't ask any more questions. He also understood Watson's situation.
After entering sublimation, Watson has completely abandoned the existence of matter and turned into a wandering soul of nothingness. Although the principle of all this is not yet clear, it is confirmed that Watson has also become one of the sources of erosion.
The Ascendants of Nothingness can release erosion at will to influence others and spread harmful information.
In this land full of antimemes, Watson is always rejected by them. After all, she is actually no different from the Watchers. More importantly, she is nothing and cannot use the Florund potion. .
[But we might be able to diffuse erosion. 】
[Diffusion erosion? 】
[Yes, the strength of antimemes also changes. As long as we use erosion and antimeme consumption, we may have a momentary opportunity to loosen the influence of antimeme, allowing us to recall some of the Forgotten things. 】
There was free fire rolling between the gaps in the armor. Lorenzo looked at the Black Angel and asked uncertainly.
[Is this feasible? 】
[I don’t know, antimeme itself is unknown, and what you get from exploring the unknown is also unknown. I don’t know whether it will succeed, but you can give it a try. 】
[This place itself appears to stop the Watcher from advancing. Once you use your power, will it attract its attention? 】
【Who knows?But in any case, sooner or later we will confront it head-on. It is better to experiment more now, at least to understand its more detailed properties. 】
Lorenzo stopped talking. In fact, he didn't think he could learn more about antimemes through this experiment.
Antimemes themselves are "unknown".
"Perhaps the fourth person is just your illusion? Holmes." The doctor asked at this time. Unlike Lorenzo, the doctor always felt that the fourth person did not exist.
"You may have been influenced, causing you to have such an illusion that there was no fourth person in the first place."
Lorenzo looked at the epidemic doctor and he said firmly.
"I trust my intuition, epidemic doctor. Some people have tried to confuse me in this ridiculous way before, leading me to fall into their misleading, but the actual truth is that I am right."
Lorenzo has the confidence to face antimemes in his heart, and it is this skill that allows him to find the secret buried deep in his soul.
"Hercule taught me that I trust my memory more than you."
Lorenzo pointed to his own head. In the entanglement of flesh and nerves, there was a hidden and huge palace.
Of course, these are minor. One of the reasons why Lorenzo is so stubborn is that he does not dare to gamble.
He couldn't remember who the fourth person was. He might be an insignificant person, or he might be an extremely important person to Lorenzo. Lorenzo could completely follow the power of the antimeme and forget about him completely, pretending Act like nothing happened.
But now that Lorenzo realizes this, he can't pretend to know nothing. He can't and can't do it.
[Let’s get started, Watson. 】
As Lorenzo finished speaking, the fireworks in the gaps between the Black Angels became brighter and brighter. At the same time, they also felt that a hateful force enveloped the nearby area, followed by a sudden violent wind.
The erosion was exposed to the antimeme, and the squeezed antimeme began to fight back. Watson persisted. She didn't know how far the antimeme's counterattack would go. They only had a few chances. Second.
Lorenzo closed his eyes. In these few seconds, a tall boulder rose up, imprisoning the three people inside.
Bricks proliferated and moved on the boulders. They interlocked and piled up, forming steps and domes. The air squirmed, and transparent crystals grew along the edges of the stone windows. They were combined together, dyeing them with brilliant colors. on, turned into stained glass.
Banners and paintings emerged from the stone walls, tables, chairs and candlesticks rose from the ground, surrounding the three people.
Lorenzo opened his eyes, and the blazing candles lit up one by one, illuminating the dim palace.
"It's been a long time."
Lorenzo said softly, without any pause, he immediately stepped onto the long steps and broke into a palace of memory.
Running wildly in the endless corridor, just like Lorenzo tried to save himself, searching for the memories related to all this, looking for the forgotten unfortunate ghost.
A crisp cold wind blew from the other end of the corridor, and Lorenzo could hear the sound of the waves.
"who are you?"
"Where are you?"
Lorenzo was talking to himself, and he pushed open one door after another, but he still couldn't find the guy.
The sound of collapse sounded.
Lorenzo turned around and saw the memory palace gradually crumbling, the bricks and stones shattering into dust, revealing the dark abyss.
The antimemetic counterattack was faster than Lorenzo imagined. It was affecting Lorenzo again, making it difficult for him to concentrate on recalling all this.
"Calm down, Lorenzo, think about it... you can't remember what you've forgotten."
Lorenzo covered his head to calm his anxious heart, and then he remembered something.
"You can't remember what's forgotten."
Turning his head, Lorenzo looked at a wall beside him. According to the arrangement of the door leaves, there should have been a door here, but now it was replaced by bricks and stones.
"You are here..."
Lorenzo looked at the blank wall, clenched his fist, and smashed it directly.
The walls shook and dust fell.
This vibration was transmitted into the darkness. In the near-eternal silence, this was the only sound and the only fluctuation felt by the corpse.
It was stunned for a long time, it could be a few minutes or it could be decades, before it slowly realized the fluctuation.
But this still didn't change anything. It was just a small episode in the long silence. But in the following hundreds of years, such vibrations became more and more frequent, until one day, a beam of light fell in the absolute darkness.
The light shines on its pupils, neither bright nor dim, but it is the only light in the endless years.
Something seemed to sound from it, and the sound that had been stubborn for an unknown amount of time and was almost completely extinguished sounded again.
"I'm……"
The corpse opened its mouth dryly, and it tried to make a sound, but the words were extremely unclear.
It tried to move, but it had forgotten how to control its body, so it spent a long time learning until it could stand up unsteadily and walk towards the light.
It doesn't know who it is or why it's here, and it even says it has no ability to "think" at all.
But just like instinct drives it, even after such a long time, time still failed to kill that unwilling soul. In the long despair, he found a chance to breathe, and he burned.
The corpse raised its withered arms blankly and smashed into the darkness that hindered it.
This was Lorenzo's last swing. His fist was bloody and bloody, leaving streaks of dazzling blood on the wall.
He still failed, and the collapse of the palace spread here. Until the end, Lorenzo still failed to save this unfortunate guy.
The surrounding buildings collapsed into dust that filled the sky, completely disappearing under the gentle breeze.
Lorenzo watched all of this blankly. The fireworks surrounding the Black Angel flickered and went out. Watson was affected by the antimemetic backlash and was in a somewhat unstable state. The epidemic doctor was completely stagnant in place. He probably felt it too. The impact of antimemetics is being plagued by power.
Fortunately, Lorenzo can still see the Plague Doctor and the Black Angel, and can also remember the stories about these two guys, which proves that these two guys have not been completely eradicated by the antimemetics.
"I seem to have...failed."
Lorenzo tried to think back, but he still couldn't remember who the fourth person was.
He was a little sad, sad that he had forgotten someone.
But the epidemic doctor slowly raised his hand and pointed behind Lorenzo. Lorenzo turned around at a loss and saw a figure lying beside him.
It was a completely unfamiliar face. Lorenzo had never seen this person before. Perhaps Lorenzo knew him, but everything related to him had been erased by the antimeme.
Lorenzo was stunned for a few seconds, then shouted loudly.
"I just said there is a fourth unlucky guy!"
(End of this chapter)