Chapter 386 – Tampering

Chapter 386 – Tampering
“Want to go back.”

It was such a thought that appeared out of nowhere in Sol’s mind, turning into a deep-rooted obsession.

Saul’s left eye instantly turned crimson.

At the same time, the puppet doll hanging on his waist, the eyes also in an instant from red to black, black to rich, black to deep, and then “snap” sound shattered into powder!
In Saul’s consciousness, four figures suddenly appeared on the originally empty consciousness platform.

They looked at each other in horror, wondering how they could have suddenly appeared when Saul didn’t come in.

But what was even more terrifying was that the starry sky around them began to repeat over and over again “want to go back, want to go back, want to go back ……”

Herman was filled with horror, “What’s going on?”

Morton said angrily, “Someone is trying to influence the master’s consciousness.”

And Agu narrowed his eyes, “It’s not influence, it’s something modifying the master’s consciousness.”

The word modification instantly made everyone tense up.

Modification meant erasure as well as addition, but what was erased and what was new, the four consciousnesses were completely unaware of.

Just then, the diary above their heads suddenly lazily turned a page.

The sound was so loud that it startled the several bodies of consciousness.

They all looked up in unison, panic flashing in their eyes.

The uneasiness they had just felt was nothing compared to the panic they felt now.

In the outside world, Saul, with his strong perseverance, braced his hands and let his eyes out of the slit.

There was an additional dark red mark on the outline of his left eye that would take a few days to fade.

At this time, a bit of silver detached itself from the woven painting and flew uneasily to Saul’s shoulder.

“Master, master, are you all right?” Penny’s wings were trembling erratically.

It was in fear.

Twice the Nightmare Butterfly had entered this world of conscious-only elves and had never been attacked.

The consciousness of those elves was chaotic and disorganized, with no ego, no thoughts, developing and obliterating at the drop of a hat.

However, it hadn’t expected that the chaotic body of consciousness in this world would attack its master when his sight was invested in it.

Yes, in Penny’s opinion, their act of projecting information towards the master’s consciousness was an attack!
Because this projection was overbearing and did not allow for resistance.

If the master had no protection, he would identify with that information in an instant and would think that he had been born with such a mind.

This alteration is very frightening; it is equivalent to tampering with one’s perception of one’s self-history.

If the information emitted went a bit more against common sense, it had the potential to directly erase a person’s perception of their own existence.

And even Penny was unable to correct these perceptions, believing that she was originally only capable of observing history, not changing it.

“Master …… are you uncomfortable anywhere?” Penny called out cautiously.

It wanted to cry, it was so afraid that the master would look up and say “Who are you?” .

But what was even more frightening was that it had no way of determining which of its master’s perceptions had been altered, and the tampered past might only be revealed at a critical moment.

Then it could potentially deal a devastating blow to the master.

Saul turned his head, smiled slightly, and reached out to flick his hand at Penny.

Having been unable to touch Penny, he actually bounced the Nightmare Butterfly this time.

“Huh ！！！！” Penny spun around in the air and let out a shocked cry, “Master, how can you touch me?”

“Why don’t you go back to your diary for a while?”

Without giving Penny a chance to retort, Saul finished speaking and took it back into the diary, transforming it into a silver-colored skeletonized bookmark that was silently wedged between the seams of the book.

The diary closed with a snap, a few wisps of smoke dispersed from the pages and were swallowed up by the starlit night.

Seeing this, Saul said somewhat helplessly, “This nightmare butterfly, he himself is affected do not know, but still come to care about me?”

Just now he did have a moment where his brain was invaded by some sudden realizations, but those realizations drilled a little too deep, encroaching on the space of the real big brother, and were slapped back by the diary with a single book page. Saul snapped out of it with little effort. Moreover, he found really useful information in those out-of-control realizations.

“When the Elf King saw the depression, he obviously found deep information that I could not discover. So he actually thought of escaping the material world and creating a world of consciousness that was entirely spiritual.”

“And while the elves don’t have a high rank, their spiritual talent is extremely strong, and it really allowed them to create a similar world. The principle is somewhat like my consciousness platform, but the degree of complexity, the degree of perfection is much higher …… Well, even though I only got a little bit of knowledge, it’s enough for me to upgrade for the consciousness platform and the consciousness battlefield again.”

“Right now the Consciousness Battlefield pulling people is still rather abrupt, and it doesn’t work for people with stable mental bodies, as well as strong wills. But if I can build the Consciousness Battlefield into a small world like the elves, I can pull people’s consciousness in in a gradual manner without encountering too much resistance.”

“No wonder the diary didn’t stop me, this is backhandedly robbing the robber ah.”

Saul’s hand was still propped on the pure white throne at this moment, so that black and white planet behind him was still slowly spinning on its own.

“But this is just a side gain. The truly important knowledge is still about the elves. They created a new world …… and then, it seems, pissed off this world or planet called ours?”

Saul actually didn’t know if he was describing it accurately or not. But it was the most vivid way to describe it.

It was as if this world had its own consciousness.

After realizing that someone had actually opened up a new territory in his own, he angrily drove the entire group of people into the new territory, not caring if the new territory could withstand so many people.

And he also locked the door from the outside!
This resulted in the bodies of consciousness that had been locked into the new world being subjected to such a tremendous, endless squeeze that they became a chaotic mishmash of existence.

It appeared to be colorful and dazzling, but in reality, it was irregular and chaotic.

This was a most horrifying punishment for those elves who prided themselves on the strength of their mental bodies.

At the same time, the World Consciousness erased the elves’ physical bodies.

This, in Saul’s opinion, was a haughty way of saying “Don’t you not want it? Then just destroy it.”

So when the elves tricked Saul into coming over, they eagerly passed on the idea of wanting to go back.

“But with only one thought, they definitely can’t go back, these elves must have other preparations.”

Saul lowered his head, he had just put the Elf King’s head at his feet in order to observe the crevice.

Now he once again picked up the Elf King’s head, if according to Penny, he should place this head on the Pure White Throne, it would be equivalent to returning the elves’ treasures, but now he suddenly didn’t want to do that.

“But it’s not like we can take it out of here. Bringing it out would be as that black space wishes; placing it on the throne would be as that white space wishes. Now that I think about it, I’m afraid neither is a good thing.”

Although Sol also sympathized with the elves, they probably didn’t expect that just one innovation would destroy the entire community.

But he understood even more how bizarre and terrifying these elf consciousnesses that had been compressed to the extreme and were completely perverted were right now!
If they were really released, what would come out would definitely not be the beautiful elves they once were, but another life form.

From the behavior they had just done to themselves, it was clear that these new life forms were extremely erosive and could easily obliterate one’s thoughts and perceptions.

At the same time, in order to survive in this material world, they must need carriers!
Oh, what could be a more suitable carrier than a human being? And the sorcerers among the human race are the best alternative.

“It can’t be taken out, and it can’t be left here willy-nilly. After all, the Elven Valley isn’t really a closed place.”

Saul’s fingertips quickly tapped on the Elf King’s head, making a “thump, thump, thump” sound.

“It’s not like I can destroy it with my current strength …… Where is a good place to hide it?”

“Give it to me.”

A voice suddenly sounded behind Saul.

Saul’s heart was startled and he immediately turned around, and he suddenly realized that a figure had appeared at the end of the red carpet on this floor of the room.

“Who are you?” Saul questioned in a hard, stern voice.

There was no way, the person on the opposite side was too beautiful, so breathtakingly beautiful that it was already hard to maintain a stern expression.

The person who walked in answered with an expressionless face.

“You can call me Half-Elf, any other name, anyway, will be blurred out.”

Behind the half-elf, flakes of snow drifted in along the gate.

It was as if it was this beauty that brought winter.

(End of chapter)