Chapter 243 Although This May Be a Little Offensive

Chapter 243 Although it is a bit offensive to say this...

"I would rather sacrifice authenticity and seduction to possess my dreams in person. Eighth Herrscher, you think too highly of me."

The Herrist's blood-red eyes with a hint of golden light blinked twice and responded sarcastically:

"Both and each other, aren't you the same? You don't have the ability to control the spirit and consciousness, but you want to get involved in this battle. How to describe it in human terms? Feeding a tiger with your body?"

Mikael chuckled twice: "Speaking of which, you can obviously interfere with the subconscious just like you did with Kevin, Sakura or others, and make this dream directly appear what I want most. But you chose to I had to weave every corner of this dream myself, but it turned out to be easy for me to see through.”

There was a hint of vigilance in the Herrscher's eyes. What Mikael said is of course the truth. Precisely because this dream was completely fabricated by the Herrscher and did not obey Mikael's own subconscious, and she herself knew nothing about what Mikael really wanted, so Only then will the latter easily see through...

Of course, this may not be the case. It may also be because Mikael has no possibility of lingering in this kind of dream.

But one thing is for sure, because she integrated herself into this dream. Therefore, her control over other dreams is naturally weak. Most of the other fusion warriors fall into dreams like Kevin's.

There may be people who cannot get out in time, and there may be people who linger in such a dream, but those are all within the range that the observation hub can recall.

Wait a moment!

"Are you really feeding a tiger with your own body? You know, if there is a chance to make you fall into a dream, I will definitely put all my power on you, so that your comrades will be relatively safe."

The Herrscher's eyes narrowed warily. The reason why she focused on Mikael's dream was because his actions were too bizarre. Feeding a tiger with one's body was a nice way of saying it, but the bad thing was...how to say that? A meat bun beats a dog, and it never comes back.

She instinctively felt that Mikael was planning something famous. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain his behavior of diving into a dream without the ability to control his spirit and consciousness.

If a person who doesn't know how to swim jumps directly into the sea... then either this person is not mentally disordered, or there is something in the sea that he must get, so he has to jump.

But what does Mikael gain? The Herrscher was puzzled. As the Herrscher who controlled consciousness, logically speaking, she did not need to use this method of reasoning to guess Mikael's mind.

The simplest and crudest method is undoubtedly to use the power to directly look into Mikael's heart.

But unfortunately, she couldn't do it in a short time. Whenever she wanted to do this, she would be blocked by a wall of golden light. Although the wall was already riddled with holes in the collision with her, she no longer bothered to do so.

because……

"You should understand very well that even if I am now confined to your dream, so what? I only need to kill you, and all the problems will be solved!"

The Herrscher's expression became ferocious again.

Yes, no matter what thoughts Mikael came here with, this behavior is the same as sending death.

Because in the spiritual realm, this is the home court of the Eighth Herrscher.

Amid the creepy laughter, the gray mist gradually condensed, condensing into the figure of the Eighth Herrscher.

Her facial features are blurred. Perhaps she has never looked in the mirror and does not care about her appearance. Therefore, when she shapes herself in the spiritual world, she can only create a specious and abstract face.

"Hahahahaha...hahahahahaha! You are the one who came here to die! You can't blame me!"

Her body twisted in mid-air and shot straight towards Mikael like an arrow.

Mikael was much calmer than he thought. There was no unnecessary emotion on his face. Was he prepared to die? Or...something else?

No matter what it is, the Herrscher no longer cares. She has already launched an attack, and there is no reason to give up halfway.

Mikael bit his lip lightly, and the menacing Herrscher rushed in front of him, but he hit the imaginary number barrier, and the body made of gray mist was almost knocked away.

The shock wave caused by the collision tore the entire bedroom apart, and the entire space that Mikael could see collapsed.

And when the walls, ceiling, and floor all turned into a diffuse gray fog, he could see clearly that what was outside was not a vast world, but an empty white space.

"Even if you are the Herrscher of Consciousness, all that fills your heart is this blank space. That's why the dream you weave yourself is so pale and feeble, and can even make people realize that it is a dream at the first time."

Mikael let out a mouthful of words, trying to disturb the Herrscher's mind. At the same time, his eyes turned rapidly, staring at every wisp of gray mist lingering around him, wondering where the Herrscher would appear from again.

After all, Herrscher was just frustrated in her attack. As a hunter, she had countless opportunities to attack.

As a prey, Mikael only needs to fail once...

"Hahahaha! Ahhahahaha!"

The voice of the Eighth Herrscher came from all directions, like a surging wave, almost suffocating.

"No! Did I hear it correctly? Someone actually wants to use provocation against the Herrscher of Consciousness, hahahahaha!"

After the gray mist dissipated, it turned into wisps of ribbons, surrounding Mikael's body. Now, with the words of the Eighth Herrscher, they began to twist and change, and the "ribbons" were separated into delicate The texture is like dancing hair, and at the very end, the abstract head of the Eighth Herrscher is formed.

"Hahahaha! It's impossible for you to defeat me here! No one can defeat me!"

Amid the wild laughter, countless heads of the Eighth Herrscher pounced on him.

Mikael silently surrounded himself with an imaginary barrier, but fangs sprouted from the heads and mouths of the Eighth Herrschers, and they began to crazily eat away at the originally indestructible barrier.

"Although it is in the consciousness space...but this is a good idea. Can you use the same ability from the imaginary number world to neutralize the imaginary number barrier? Got it."

Maybe this is a compliment.

"Crack!"

As Mikael snapped his fingers, the imaginary barrier, which was gradually becoming unsustainable under the Herrscher's attack, burst open, and then thousands of fragments of the barrier froze in mid-air.

The fragments in the sky were like fixed anchor points. Then, the purple lightning turned into silk threads, connecting each anchor point to form a fine thunder net. All the "Eighth Herrschers" were imprisoned for a while. In this thunder net, you can't move.

Then, in the outer circle, an even more dazzling light lit up, which was the halo produced by the overlapping of countless space cracks.

Countless archon spears tilted out and hit the "Eighth Herrscher" formed by the gray mist without any effort.

However, with the blessing of space power, the Archon Spear, which was supposed to be indestructible, encountered problems.

It was naturally not blocked. On the contrary, the gray mist that was almost solid was easily penetrated and dispersed by it.

But Mikael knew that this meant that he failed to cause any real harm at all.

The gray mist was just like it hit the imaginary number barrier before and was scattered, that's all.

"I know that's the case, but I've pretty much analyzed it, so that's the end of it."

Mikael gradually removed all powers.

Just at this moment, the gray mist condensed again, and the figure of the Eighth Herrscher appeared again.

"What? You gave up completely? I thought you were going to struggle a little longer."

The Eighth Herrscher stretched out countless pairs of gray tentacles. Those tentacles held Mikael's ankles and wrists, locked his limbs, wrapped around his waist, and finally strangled his neck.

"Ho... ho ho..."

This time, it was Mikael who experienced the suffocation.

The Eighth Herrscher levitated, she floated in front of Mikael with a confident smile, held his face and said seductively:

"There is one last chance, First Herrscher, join me in destroying this world."

"Can……"

"Why are you so stubborn? The life span of mortals will eventually end, but we, as collapsed creations, can live forever. One day, you will find that everything you cherish no longer exists, and what you have to face is a completely unfamiliar world. ——Of course, that is also on the premise of defeating Honkai... What is that look in your eyes!"

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Mikael's mouth. As the herrist of consciousness, she quickly captured the meaning of that smile——

"You don't understand anything."

The Herrscher was extremely angry. Seeing that everyone was of the same kind, she "kindly" gave the other party a last chance, but what she got was contempt and ridicule.

"Go to hell!"

All the tentacles worked together, and before Mikael's breath was cut off, his body was crushed and exploded by the tentacles, turning into a blood mist that filled the sky, mixed with the Herrscher's black mist.

Only the Herrscher remained in the consciousness space.

Although Mikael's own power can do sit-ups, and the power of his reappeared Sixth Herrscher can also bring the dead back to life, this is the world of consciousness after all, and what the Herrscher destroyed was not his body, but his spirit. The two powers mentioned above can only restore the physical body, but spiritual death is irreversible.

The Herrscher closed her eyes and pondered for a moment. She was in no rush to interfere with the dreams of other fusion warriors.

It was just a trap. She didn't mind playing some tricks with humans. Anyway, after Mikael was solved, she didn't think anyone else in the world could threaten her - maybe those spiritually aware fusion warriors. It would cause her some trouble, but it would be nothing more than trouble.

However, she still had to risk stepping into these traps. She was so impulsive that she forgot to search for more information in Mikael's memory.

Although she realizes that she can defeat humans with her own power, if she can do it in an easier way, such as letting the Fire Chasing Moth launch strategic missiles at the coalition government, causing a civil war among humans, it will be worse than if she ends up directly. A lot easier, right?

But they still have to wait, ten minutes from the outside world will pass, and the Observation Center will restart. Because she has hardly interfered with other dreams, their search will not yield any results, and they can only restart the Observation Center again for the next round. Observation, this is the time for her to take action...

Wait a moment!

The Herrist suddenly slapped his head and stamped his feet in annoyance.

"No! Why don't I directly control the body of the First Herrscher?"

Should he fuse with the body and core of the First Herrscher and personally destroy the world...or should he follow the original plan?

The Herrscher sucked his index finger and hesitated.

"The former can destroy the world faster, but your melee ability is insufficient. Even if you include my core, it cannot make up for this disadvantage. The latter seems more foolproof, but it takes too long. Although you Deep down, I look down on humans and those fusion warriors, but I’m still worried that they will make some changes in such a long time, right?”

The inexplicable voice floating in her ears expressed all her thoughts, and she couldn't help but nod in agreement.

But the neck underneath her suddenly stiffened - that voice... that voice... "my core"...

She wanted to turn her head, but in this conscious space, in this place that should have been her home court, she couldn't make any move!

The beads of blood mist scattered in the air came to life again. From dots to faces, they were woven into "ribbons" like the gray mist that the Eighth Herrscher had before. Then this ribbon passed through the Herrscher's body, Gathering behind her.

After a while, she felt the breath behind her:

"Although it's a bit offensive to say this...but this is indeed what I am thinking at the moment - the Herrscher of Knowledge, nothing more."

Behind her, Mikael spread out his right palm, with sapphire blue light flowing on it, outlining the core lines, and finally it was filled with bright heel color.

…………

"Gululu...Gululu..."

"Mikael! Mikael! Wake up!"

The first time his consciousness returned to his body, Mikael heard anxious calls.

He opened his eyes in confusion, and the first thing he saw was a funny and ugly wooden mask.

His eyes moved dizzy, and he felt a little sore under the stimulation of the nutrient solution, and he couldn't help but squint.

He quickly found two asymmetrical holes in the mask. Through the light of the observation hub itself, he could see the eyes behind the holes a little clearly.

If he guessed correctly, those eyes were flashing with angry fire, but the moment Mikael opened his eyes, the fire gradually dissipated.

"Thousands of calamities..."

Mikael shifted his gaze blankly and looked at Qianjie's right fist. The fist was raised high, with a flame in it, and even the skin was scorched into a bright red.

Mikael's heart tightened, and he had already recovered. If he remembered correctly, he had left Qianjie in the laboratory as a last resort, just to...

But as Qianjie snorted coldly and jumped off the observation hub, the scene previously blocked by his body also appeared in Mikael's eyes——

Seeing that Spacey was standing there intact, and it didn't look like someone had invaded the laboratory, let alone a fierce battle, Mikael couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Observer No. 26 is mentally stable, his brain waves are stable, and his pulse is normal...don't worry."

Spacey reported into the microphone.

After that, he put down the microphone, breathed a long sigh of relief and said:

"Although I don't know how you did it, Mikael, congratulations, you successfully located the location of the Herrscher - Kevin and the others have tracked it through the Key of the Second God."

He took the lead in applauding, while the rest of the fusion warriors who woke up two minutes earlier than Mikael had not left the observation center, and they just clapped along in the nutrient solution, which looked a little funny.

Mikael was about to grin, but suddenly he had a strange feeling in his heart. He blinked and looked at Spacey again, only to see a line of small words floating above his head, and at the same time, his voice also sounded in Mikael's heart. Rings:

"It's so strange. Mikael shouldn't have the ability to perceive mentally. How did the Observation Center react and locate the Herrscher's location? Did that guy Mebius perform a super-transformation surgery on him behind everyone's back? That's not right either. , there is no need to hide this kind of thing!”

Mikael pursed his lips, then moved his gaze aside to Qianjie, who was leaning against the wall in silence with his arms folded across his chest -

"***Why does this guy have problems every time? No! Why is it that he solves the problem every time with the Herrscher? I need to tell him this later - Hey! Boy! I will take action on the next Herrscher... ...No, it would be really annoying if that woman found out and had to talk to me about politeness again..."

Mikael blinked innocently. This was the first time he knew that Master Qian's inner drama was so rich... He was even more kosmo than kosmo!

"But having said that, the power of the Eighth Herrscher is really useful. I wonder if I can hear what she is thinking... However, that incident is even more bizarre."

Mikael fell into silence. Spacy thought he was suffering from mental fatigue and began to control the automatic device. He first laid the observation center flat, and then began to slowly drain out the nutrient solution.

During the whole process, Mikael remained silent, but in his heart he had already recalled what he had done before more than once:

He did not have any spiritual perception ability before entering the dream, nor did he secretly fuse the Honkaiju factor of Mitara or Mayuri, just to force himself:

He bet that the Eighth Herrscher would focus on his dreams as a Herrscher, and since he was dragged deeply into the vortex of the Herrscher's power, letting her power penetrate into his flesh and blood like a knife, in Under such profound contact, he was able to analyze the other party's power, and in this way, before coming into contact with the Herrscher's core, he could reproduce this power with his own understanding.

After that, he would naturally use his method to retaliate against his body, seriously injuring the Eighth Herrscher.

This also solved the doubt that had been lingering in his mind since the seventh collapse——

What he reproduced with his own analysis was indeed not the core itself, but the corresponding power.

As for the core, it is just a form of existence.

It is like entering the imaginary space. Mikael saw a red desert based on his inherent impression, but if it was Kevin, if Mikael did not implant this impression in him in advance, the imaginary space he saw should change according to his own perception, such as an ice field.

By analogy, the power is the imaginary space itself, and the gem-shaped Herrscher core is the red sand. If Mikael is a little bit naughty, it is not impossible to pinch it into the shape of poop.

The question was indeed solved, but more questions were raised-the same is the Herrscher of Reason, why neither Joyce nor Walter, or Bronya, have such ability as himself?

Even Otto, who is most similar to himself in the method of applying the power of the First Herrscher, can only reproduce the dead core of the God Key with the help of the Void. Of course, the First God Key itself is also a dead core.

If it were Kevin, he would probably laugh and optimistically believe that he was the son of destiny.

But Mikael firmly believed that his luck was not good. Instead of believing in his own uniqueness, he believed that this was some kind of conspiracy from beginning to end, which also catered to his usual pessimistic view.

This was also in line with the imaginary space...

His thoughts stopped here, and the nutrient solution had been completely discharged. Although Mikael couldn't stop wondering in his heart, he didn't want to show it too obviously. He moved his limbs and joints. He was still a little uncomfortable, so he supported the glass wall of the open observation hub and stood up a little stiffly.

Only then did he have time to look at the situation of the other fusion warriors.

No, he couldn't use the word "look". When using the power of the eighth law, he could almost instantly judge the mental state of everyone present.

"Su, Desdobia, Blanca, Evelyn..."

Although it was a bit cruel to say so, he was indeed paying attention to the more familiar people at the first time. After confirming that these people were safe and sound, he counted the number of people who stood up from the observation hub.

He counted them once with the power of the eighth Herrscher, and his body froze in place.

He counted them once again with the power of the second Herrscher, and felt them once again with the power of the sixth Herrscher...

Then his pupils began to vibrate violently...

"What's wrong, Mikael?"

Su walked out of the observation center, his figure still staggering, but he walked to Mikael's side and patted his shoulder.

After a brief moment of daze, Mikael suddenly chuckled:

"That's great."

Su was already a spiritual perception fusion warrior, he immediately understood the meaning of Mikael's words, and even more understood the origin of his smile -

All the fifty-three warriors who participated in this operation survived.

Mikael turned his head to look at Desdobia, who was covering her forehead, staring, and looking a little confused. He couldn't help but smile again.

"Hey! Desdobia!"

He called her softly, and a small space crack opened beside him. He reached in, took out a box, and threw it to her.

Although she didn't seem to have recovered completely, her muscle memory as a soldier still allowed Desdobia to catch the small box steadily.

"Isn't this..."

"Hey! You prepared the gift yourself, so of course you have to give it to Kosmo yourself. By the way, we have to add one more rule to the team rules of Anti-Entropy in the future - you can't just set a flag before going to the battlefield!"

Desdobia's tears burst out instantly, and her crying caused many soldiers to cry, crying and laughing - everyone was not stupid, although Spasi said it very obscurely before, but in fact everyone had made up their minds to sacrifice.

In such an era, for soldiers like them, sacrifice is no longer terrible, but being able to survive, even if it is just to live one more day, is undoubtedly a very happy thing.

The door of the laboratory suddenly opened, and the people from the medical department rushed in with dozens of stretchers. Now the soldiers had no time to cry, and waved their hands one by one, indicating that they were healthy and could walk by themselves.

But they were still pushed onto the stretcher by the equally excited nurses, and only Su was left in the laboratory with Mikael's permission.

"Oh, at this time, Kevin should have captured the Eighth Herrscher alive, right?"

Spasi walked to the table on the side, took out a pre-filled wine jug from the drawer, unscrewed the lid with one hand, took a sip, and then handed it to Su:

"As I said before, if you come back alive, I'll treat you to a drink."

Su imitated him and took a sip, tilted his head and savored it, and Mikael soon heard his inner voice:

"Is this the taste of wine? It doesn't taste as good as wolfberry tea."

"What's that look in your eyes! You're about to be transferred, can't you thank me a few words?"

Spasi smiled, it seems that everyone is very satisfied with this result.

"Transferred, what do you mean..."

"It's not really a transfer, but all the fusion warriors are theoretically assigned to the Anti-Entropy organization, but if you want, you can actually continue to stay in the Fifth Science Department, as long as you can arrive on time for the battle assembly."

Su nodded in confusion.

But he soon had a new question: "Wait a minute, you just said to capture the Eighth Herrscher alive?"

"Yeah, that's right."

Mikael nodded, and then turned his gaze to Spasi, "Well, now you have your revenge. Now that your heart is untied, it's time to change your job. You should also understand that if you want to cure Honkai disease, researching drugs is only a temporary solution and not a permanent solution."

Spasi shook his head and asked with a wry smile:

"Tell me, which project of Mebius is short of manpower?"

"I am honored to inform you that every project is short of manpower."