I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

===882. Mental Attack===

For Plato, nuclear fusion is definitely unbearable.

He is a saint who is about to burn in the wasteland, how can he resist the nuclear bomb head-on?

Under Ulu Kruk's almost self-detonating attack, the illusory Plato burst like a bubble and was vaporized by the blazing heat.

It's just that it's just a projection of consciousness, not Plato himself.

While stunned by this blow that surpassed human limits, Plato also felt the energy and radiation contained in it. If such an explosion occurred near Utopia, or even within the city of Utopia, the consequences would be disastrous.

The only thing he was lucky about was that this was man-made and not a natural disaster.

As long as the will intervenes, it is Plato's domain.

His consciousness was scattered, like a big net covering the desert in the torrential rain. In the rain, countless wailing immediately occupied Plato's mind.

Those are the desperation of the dispatched soldiers, the pain of the captured traveling merchants, and more, insignificant ravings.

At the same time, Plato also discovered that in this raving, there were several extremely harsh voices.

"It's amazing, it's a nuclear bomb, coach, I want to learn how to rub a nuclear bomb!"

"Compared to rubbing nuclear bombs, it's better to fuse first?"

"Hey, how did I become two?"

"Fit! I'll form the head!"

The same voice is intertwined into different words, like a person with split personality, with thousands of consciousnesses and avatars, fighting each other.

Plato extended his consciousness to try to peek into the guy's heart.

But soon, a burst of raucous babblings occupied Plato's entire consciousness, and he felt a strong sense of dizziness, as if he was thrown from a height of [-] meters to the ground.

On the seat, Plato's shriveled hands also grew blue-black fluff, and those fluff fluttered in the wind, like water plants in the sea.

Countless blood vessels spread and protruded, forming strange and complicated lines on Plato's body, making his already dilapidated body even more dilapidated.

He restrained his mind in time, so that he didn't lose his mind because of the manic ravings of thousands of clones.

"Who is this?"

Plato was surprised, but at the same time, he captured another will.

Compared with the chaotic will with thousands of clones, this new will is obviously more rational.

Plato did not invade rashly this time, but tried a little bit.

Soon, Plato discovered that this will was not as chaotic as the previous one, but it still had a strong spiritual shell, enough to resist most spiritual invasions and pollution.

However, for Plato, this is all breakable.

In the eyes of this saint, countless illusory symbols emerged, and the world in his eyes suddenly changed drastically.

All forms are deconstructed, all concepts are revealed, and in this new world, the essence of things can be seen at a glance.

This is the ideal world, the real world where all wills converge.

In this world, there are only conceptual distinctions in everything, but no physical, individual, or personality differences.

This is the most real world, and the real world that people live in is just a illusory projection. Due to the limit of human cognition, most people cannot touch the ideal world, and can only indulge in the false world and cannot extricate themselves.

And in this illusory world, the only thing humans can truly touch is knowledge.

Pure knowledge can help people gradually approach the real world and sublimate themselves.

But in the eyes of people in the real world, these human beings who are close to the real world appear weird, crazy, and incurable.

But Plato was able to spy on such a world.

After countless things that obscured his vision were swept away, Plato accurately discovered the core of that will.

In an instant, a giant of thought rose from the ground and stood on the ground.

He flows toward that shining will, enveloping it.

Then, show your sharpness.

At the same time, in the rainstorm.

Ulu Kruk felt a throbbing in his heart.

As if a faint premonition of crisis lingered in his mind, Ulu Kruk's eyes glanced around, looking for the source of this crisis.

The next moment, Ulu Kruk trembled all over.

He trembled as if something had caught his lifeblood, his whole mind began to slacken, and the past appeared in front of him like a revolving lantern.

A strong sense of sleepiness hit Ulu Kruk. He really wanted to rest for a while, close his eyes, and ignore the troubles and worries in this world.

But soon, the well-trained octopus discovered the conspiracy.

As a well-trained warrior, he has naturally been exposed to many mental attacks. Therefore, after a short period of confusion, he found that his consciousness had been invaded.

Ulu Kruk immediately activated the defense mechanism.

In an instant, a projection appeared in his thinking, and several different thoughts were separated and became independent parts. Among them, the core self was hidden in the deepest part of consciousness.

This is a passive self-defense mechanism developed by the octopus to deal with mental attacks. It cuts the thinking apart, so that even if some parts are polluted or invaded, the other party will only stay in this isolated area and cannot destroy Ulu Kruk. All polluted.

At this moment, in Plato's view, a huge maze of thinking stands in front of him.

This labyrinth has countless rooms, countless roads, and there are countless dangers hidden in it. If you go deep into it rashly, it will not only take a lot of time, but you are also prone to danger. Once you enter those areas full of traps, you may even lose your spirit. subject to wear and tear.

However, with the attack and defense of Plato and Ulu Kruk, the body of the octopus fell into a state of near dormancy.

Surrounding him was a thin but hard shell that was strong enough to withstand the impact of a nuclear blast. Ulu Kruk sank into the water, quietly fighting against the unknown visitor.

Just as he was concentrating on this, a bit of flesh and blood gathered beside Ulu Kruk.

The flesh and blood quickly formed a human form, and only when they condensed into certain parts, they would gather and disperse from time to time, as if they were arguing over which flesh and blood should form the corresponding parts.

Soon, these flesh and blood formed the appearance of Lu Jian.

Lu Jian looked at the "eggshell" in front of him, and he knocked on it first.

It was found that there was a crisp sound on the surface, like a stone.

Lu Yi tried the normal method and found that the hardness of this thing is a bit outrageous, and the flexibility is quite good. If this material can be reproduced, I am afraid that many technologies in human society can be greatly developed.

Although biochemical environmental materials are the major of Tiankeng, it has to be admitted that materials are really restricting most of the development of science and technology.

Lu Jian thought about it and decided to make a new attempt.

===883. Ideal World===

Lu Yi put his hand on the hard shell, and at the same time, the flesh and blood gradually dissolved.

He found that this material has an extremely dense structure, and the repulsion between molecules has almost disappeared, causing it to form an absolutely sealed structure. Under such a material, let alone a steel plate, the earth can chisel it for you. Put on.

It is really difficult to use physical means to destroy this layer of shell from the outside.

However, Lu Jian is not an ordinary person.

On the shell, illusory words emerged.

Also Ulu Kruk.

In other words, any clone of Ulu Kruk is equivalent to his body.

If Ulu Kruk knew about Plato's ability, he would probably have to replace himself with other things, or even completely be unable to present information related to himself.

But now, it's too late.

Plato squeezed the wriggling tentacles hard with his hands.

Deep in the maze, Ulu Kruk suddenly felt a piercing pain.

The tactile sensation was like substance, sticking to his body, which made the octopus feel unbelievable.

"He was able to hurt me through things related to me?"

At the same time, the octopus man, who has experienced many battles and has seen all kinds of storms, also reacted.

He immediately divided the consciousness of himself, completely abandoning the part that was eroded by Plato.

[You split your own soul, sanity -1]

In the field of vision, the prompt text of the system flashed past.

Ulu Kruk didn't care so much at this time, and immediately cut off his wrist.

In Plato's hand, the tentacle immediately withered and turned into dust.

"Have you found it?"

He realized that the opponent's experience was indeed very rich, and he was able to judge the problem in an instant.

Looking around, Plato quickly found a way.

With ease, he took a step forward.

In reality, Plato is still trapped in the maze of the mind, but in the ideal world, there is no obstacle in front of him, because the maze of the mind itself is a false appearance, it does not exist.

Therefore, it only takes one step for Plato to walk out of the fence and into the intricate high walls.

"Next is"

Plato was about to look for a breakthrough when he suddenly saw a figure falling from the sky.

"Ok?"

He was about to attack, but found that this was a human being, and he had seen it before.

"Are you Mr. Lu Yi?"

Plato recognized each other.

But at the same time, new doubts arose.