mechanical court

If he was still in his prime, he might be able to withstand the feeling of sleepiness with willpower, but at this time his energy has not recovered [-]%.When the mental strength is also the weakest, before finishing a sentence, he lay down on the table exhausted and fell into a deep sleep

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The moment he lost consciousness, he sank into the torrent of ancient memories again, walking through layers of dreams, and the dreams were full of unknown mysteries.There was an inexplicable force modifying his dream, making him fall into the abyss of fear, falling, falling, falling, until he fell into a cold pool of water.

The smooth black water surface ripples like a mirror, boundless, with ripples in circles.He swam out of the water with difficulty, carrying heavy pressure, and wading with difficulty.After an unknown amount of time, a faint fire appeared ahead, like a lighthouse.Along with the firelight came a series of murmurs, among the crackling waves, someone was speaking in a language he couldn't understand.

Ivan quickened his pace, eager to get close to the source of the sound.

He couldn't understand the meaning of those words, he couldn't even hear the exact sentences, but he instinctively wanted to approach it and listen to it.

When he arrived at the light source, he realized that there was no lighthouse there, only a scarlet spear hundreds of meters long.White flames burned on the surface of the spear, illuminating the giant god-like white figure under the water—it was a silver mecha with countless chains wrapped around its entire body, with thin wings of light growing under its two ribs, which looked incomparably Majestic and proud, it is simply the incarnation of the gods in the world.

At this time, he was pierced through the heart by the spear from top to bottom, nailed to death under the water, and lost all power.

The closer Ivan got to the spear, the more he could feel the terrifying aura rushing towards his face like a tide. He breathed slowly, insisting on approaching the white mech under the water.During this process, the voices he heard became more and more clear, and those obscure ancient syllables became more and more clear.

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When Ivan groped around the spear, the breastplate of the silver mecha suddenly rotated and opened outward, and a huge black space appeared in front of him.In the deep darkness came the muffled sound of metal impacts, occasionally flashing incandescent electric sparks.

He fell directly into the hollow, falling continuously, and strange scenes played around him: meteorites falling from the sky burned through the clouds, leaving bright marks on the golden-red sky, and countless people fled on the endless plain .

In the direction where the sky and the earth meet, there seems to be a torrent hitting the horizon and collapsing in the direction where Ivan is.At that moment, the sky and the earth shattered, shaking his eardrums rumbling, and a huge, painful moan echoed everywhere.

Watching the scene, Ivan subconsciously opened his mouth and covered his ears hard.Then, as if countless thunderstorms passed by his ears at close range, the loud noise of world shattering pierced the air barrier at high speed, and the resulting bang pierced through his eardrums.

At this moment, Ivan felt that he was torn into countless fragments by the bang, and each fragment was ups and downs in the clamor of the shock wave.

When he regained consciousness, he found himself in a certain circular space. The ground revealed a texture of copper alloy, and there were spiral stairs around it to climb up.At the end of the spiral staircase, there is a bronze mechanical door with a beautifully structured cipher disk embedded in it.

Yiwen climbed up the stairs, turned the combination dial casually, and opened the mechanical door directly.

The space suddenly opened up, and a red carpet suspended in mid-air stretched forward infinitely, below was the rough ocean.

He walked forward along the carpet, and the surrounding scenes were constantly changing. Sometimes it was a war with thousands of artillery roaring and a hail of bullets, sometimes it was a towering and thin ancient building, and sometimes it was a crater full of flames and sulfur.

I don't know how long it has been moving forward, and the sound of gears turning suddenly came from my ears, and the pictures on both sides rolled up like curtains, and countless huge figures shrouded in darkness appeared.Looking at those god-like black shadows, Ivan couldn't help but feel a chill, as if he just glanced at the outline from a distance, as if he smelled a strong smell of blood.

Soon, the weapons in the hands of these shadows became clear, all of which were dark red spears!

"Unplug it!"

"Unplug it!"

"Unplug it!"

A majestic and sacred voice sounded in his ears like thunder, and then ups and downs like echoes.

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"..."

Ivan slowly opened his eyes, and in his field of vision was first a pale light, then the white ceiling and the exquisite flower garden murals, and finally the familiar long silver hair.

He slept on the bed, and Ellerome watched over him.

According to the picture in front of him, he realized that this was a ward, and it was the intensive care unit of the Hyperion Development Consortium.There are all kinds of medical equipment beside her, so that there is no room for another bed, so Ellerome can only sit on a folding chair and sleep with a woolen blanket.

The slightly cold air was filled with the faint fragrance of her body, as well as the smell of disinfectant.

"How did I appear in the ward? I seem to be asleep...Damn it! It's those nightmares again, one after another!"

Ivan couldn't remember exactly how he woke up.The last memory is of marching on that red carpet, flanked by one eerie scene after another.Then he suddenly saw light, warm and hot white light, as if it could wash away all evil... In the hazy field of vision, a figure pierced through the heart by a dark red spear stood in the warm halo.

"Are you awake?" Elulomei also woke up, lifted her body from the bed, and approached him with a frown:

"Even if you are a workaholic, you should know how to control yourself occasionally. Remember to cherish your body. If you have an accident at this time, we will be unlucky with you."

"What's going on? Why did I appear here?" Ivan tried to sit up, and then he felt weak all over, and his headache seemed to be splitting.

"Of course I sent you here. You have been in a coma all day, remember the video call with me? You fainted suddenly while talking..." Elulome said lightly: "I thought You were severely injured, and you were rushed to the hospital for a full-body examination, but it turned out that you were too tired..."

"Tired? Have you ever seen me tired?" Ivan asked in a rough voice, pressing his temples on both sides.

"..."

Elulomei shook her head again and again as if waking up from a dream, then raised her beautiful eyebrows, showing a serious look: "Could it be that you have suffered a mental attack from the enemy? The reason why you have been in a coma for so long is because you are fighting against the enemy. ?”

"Almost, if I'm not wrong, the enemy I attacked should be the monster behind the four servants." Ivan narrowed his eyes and analyzed carefully:

"However, the first nightmare was obviously different from the second nightmare. The first time it wanted to kill me directly, but I carried it over. The second time was different. At that time, there were two spiritual forces affecting me consciousness, they all seem to want to send some information to me?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered the thunderous words in his ears before he woke up, and subconsciously repeated:

"Pull it out!?"

"Pull it out?"

Elulomei looked at him in surprise, and suddenly narrowed her eyes in the blink of an eye:

"That is to say, there is a consciousness that wants you to pull out something. There are only two consciousnesses that can affect you now, one is the consciousness that is the root of all evil, and the other is the memory left to you by the Sun Kings of the past. Can you determine which one it is? Consciousness, do you want to 'pull it out'?"

"I'm not sure...my head is in a mess right now."

Ivan shook his head in confusion, lowered his head, looked at the sky-blue quilt, and said in a daze, "But I know what it wants me to pull out. It's a dark red spear. No...it's not so much a long spear. Spear, or rather a dark red bident held in place by two spears intertwined. It pierced the heart of a silver mech... I was asked to pull it out."

"This is an inexplicable dream."

Elulomei rubbed her forehead with one hand, showing a thoughtful look, and analyzed according to Yiwen's words: "Not to mention who asked you to pull out this spear, what's the matter with that silver mecha? What is it? Friend or foe?"

"From what you said, it doesn't seem to be our Menis style..."

Ivan felt his train of thought gradually become clearer, looked at her perfect profile, and said thoughtfully: "Could it be...it is the real body of the root of all evil? That spear has been sealing its body, so it Will you try to lure me, this enemy, to completely release its power?"

"Who knows? From these fuzzy fragments alone, we can't sort out anything useful."

Elulomei stood up from the folding chair, patted the trousers of her training clothes, looked into his eyes and said, "I suggest you write down all the contents of the dream and let everyone participate in the analysis. In this case, Maybe we can get some useful clues."

"I'll do it."

Yiwen gently closed his head, looked at her slim figure, and suddenly felt a move in his heart:

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"Not yet."

She looked at him with a smile, and looked into his eyes with mature and charming eyes. After a moment of persistence, a hint of shyness appeared in the beautiful silver eyes.Then he bent down, lifted the quilt and got in, groping for the position below Ivan's lower abdomen with jade hands, opened his cherry lips and bit down: