Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 297 296 Login to Reality
While many people were struggling with the monsters and strange occurrences in the examination hall.

Within Euclidean space, countless orbs of light floating in mid-air suddenly dimmed.

"It looks like it's about the same."

Tang glanced sideways, bypassing the light orb representing "Black Vortex Town" in front of him, and his gaze fell on another light orb not far away.

Inside the ball of light, countless hideous, bloodthirsty, and insane zombies, who continued to chase people even after death, were currently besieging a small team.

There were only a few people left in the squad, but each of them remained calm in the face of thousands of zombies, like soldiers who had long been prepared. They advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, using their various extraordinary abilities to continuously kill zombies. However, there were just too many zombies here, and their deaths were not true deaths. The virus in their bodies would constantly make them stand up again and be resurrected.

This was a brutal, seemingly endless battle with only defeats.

The team had retreated to the vicinity of the government building. The number of zombies was even greater; the entire city had become a zombie lair. Death, for these living dead, had long since lost its original meaning.

For monsters that have lost their self-awareness and only know how to gnaw and devour, death is not the end, but a "new life".

As the light cluster's development within the examination hall reached this critical juncture, it gradually dimmed, seemingly about to disappear into Euclidean space, eliminating all the examinees.

Tang flicked the lens of his monocle, which he wore in his right eye socket, and saw a huge beam of light suddenly shoot into the sky from in front of the government building.

The large-scale ritual magic, led by the saint of the Church of the Eternal Sun, the Sequence 4 Dark One, this team of examinees had gathered all the items to pass the "2" level ritual test. They prayed to the Eternal Sun for the scorching sunlight that would burn and shatter even the newborns.

The light soared into the sky above Raccoon City, a city that had been completely swallowed up by countless zombies, and burst forth with radiance.

The light was so dazzling and intense that even Tang, who was several layers away, couldn't help but squint.

The Eternal Sun is exerting its influence remotely.

"Raccoon City", the Level 2 Ritual Magic Level Test venue has been closed, and the test is over.

The ball of light dimmed instantly. Within Euclidean space, the ball of light, which had been suspended, sank downwards, touched the "ground," and was sucked in by the "ground."

But this does not mean that the value of this "examination room" itself has come to an end.

Nikolai raised his top hat, and the young man who held the reins of "error" smiled as he looked at the boundless land before him, which seemed to be a reflection of the whole world.

Tang emitted dazzling points of light. As the highest-ranking magician in existence, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in mid-air.

"The magic show is about to begin."

Under the power of deception and trickery, what is happening in Euclidean space is entering the real world in a reduced-dimensional way.

"Although most of the NPCs in the ritual magic exam are my puppets, there are always unexpected situations."

Euclidean space is a collection of information that the real world, the spirit world, and the astral world "observe" to some extent. After Tang was promoted to a Sequence 1 Mysterious Servant, he had already mastered the core secrets of this space.

Reality is mapped into Euclidean space, and some events that occur in Euclidean space can also be mapped into reality under certain conditions.

So, aside from the vast majority of reusable secret puppets, what are the rest?
“Within the already strong symbolic connection, the power of grafting and error can be used to maximize this connection.”

For "error" and "fool," such strongly related things are essentially equivalent to the original entity.

By destroying the corresponding symbols within Euclidean space, Euclidean space is simultaneously mapped into the real world, and it can also destroy the evil, filth, and followers of evil gods that exist in the real world.

Then, with a bang...

The world is quiet.

real world.

Kingdom of Rune, Backlund.

A vampire from the Rose School, admiring the beauty of the red moon, held a wine glass containing "fine wine" made from the blood squeezed from young girls.

The vampire sipped his wine and chuckled.

"Saying that it's dangerous to stay outside is just a boring trick by cowards."

The vampire played with the bright red blood in the wine glass. As he gazed at the crimson moon in the sky, wanting to mock those cowards in his heart, his thoughts had not yet calmed down when a spiritual warning suddenly made him transform into one bat after another.

"what happened?"

The vampire was stunned, but he had no time to think further.

It was as if an invisible hand had casually seized the vampire's fate, leading him toward the inevitable future.

Reality is merging with Euclidean space; the ending of "Raccoon City," "The Sun Shines Brightly," is about to be incorporated into reality.

The scorching sunlight silently emanated from the many bats that the vampire had transformed into. The vampire's pupils dilated, and countless bats flapped their wings and flew out of the wide-open window. But after flying for a short while, each one seemed unable to bear the sunlight within its body any longer. It was stretched open by the intense sunlight and lit up in the night sky of Backlund, like a small sun rising in the middle of the night.

All of the vampire's clones, along with the main body, exploded. The scorching sun burned away all the surrounding shadows, purifying the filth. In the end, nothing remained except for a few wisps of clothing.

Such scenes occur in many other places.

The Silent Hill Level 1 Ritual Magic Level Test venue has been closed, and the test is over.

Within Euclidean space, the orb of light symbolizing this examination hall descended, seeped into the earth, and began to disappear.

In a world of falling ashes, deafening thunder, accompanied by cataclysmic storms and tornadoes, ravaged the island-like town. Monsters were swept up, all buildings crumbled before the true catastrophe, the boundary between the real and the real world was broken, and a little girl in blue watched expressionlessly as the Church of Storms, imbued with spiritual power, created one storm after another.

Reality is merging with Euclidean space; the ending of "Silent Hill," the catastrophe that has struck, is about to be incorporated into reality.

Through grafting, deception, and error, this is reflected in reality: the vengeful spirits and apostles of desire, who were not protected by the power of the "Mother Tree of Desire," were torn apart and chopped into charred remains in an instant, dying with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

They died without understanding why they had hidden themselves so perfectly, some even beyond the reach of official extraordinary beings. They felt a headache coming on, but at this moment, they were all punished. Only a few were protected by the Mother Tree of Desire and were not turned into minced meat and charred remains by the dimensional attack that came from below.

Under such a dimensional attack, even saints would find it difficult to simultaneously confront the symbols that have formed a strong connection with them through "observation," and when destroyed, they would ultimately be subjected to the fate of being manipulated and deceived.

Everything seemed futile and meaningless.

Tang pinched his monocle and fiddled with the translucent Fool's mask in his hand.

It would be best to kill as many of these chaotic evil god followers as possible before the apocalypse arrives. Ah, of course, he usually prefers to hang these guys up as puppets, but Tang is not intolerant of changing things up occasionally.

But it wasn't without its own counterattacks, using symbols projected through Euclidean space.

In a very secluded altar on the northern continent.

The power imbued with the aura of the Mother Tree of Desire descended, causing the believers around the altar who worshipped this great being to either have pus oozing from their bodies, or have their facial features, such as eyes and noses, shift in position, or be transformed into the shapes of rabbits, thin pigs, or sheep, or suffer the torment of curses and wail in agony.

They survived the first dimensional attack by being protected by the aura of the Mother Tree of Desire.

This wasn't the first time they had experienced such inexplicable, interconnected, and almost unavoidable attacks.

Since a new "Pale Emperor" emerged in the Southern Continent, reorganizing the Spirit Order and the Byron Empire, the Temperance faction of the Rose School began to suppress the power of the Hedonistic faction. Eventually, they were expelled from the Southern Continent and fled to the Northern Continent, where they continued to develop their faith and carry out bloody primitive rituals, ambushing members of the Temperance faction.

However, for some reason, every year a large number of extraordinary individuals from the Rose School's Hedonistic faction die mysteriously for various reasons, losing their extraordinary characteristics along with them.

In response, the leader of the hedonistic sect, the divine fiend "Shya," received revelation from the Lord and began to protect important members of the sect. In doing so, he gained some "humanity" and ignited the seed of revenge.

Beside the altar inscribed with incomprehensible characters, a massive, black, sticky liquid, seemingly flowing with an evil liquid from which all sorts of indescribable and incomprehensible things grow, called the "Divine Evil" Siea, trembled.

With a series of soft sounds, the followers of the Mother Tree of Desire saw this terrifying "divine abomination" grabbing the surrounding followers and devouring them into its own body.

So, as heads and faces identical to those of the devoured beings grew from the sinister liquid flowing on the surface, in a certain examination hall within the Euclidean space, the symbol representing the followers of the "Mother Tree of Desire" suddenly began to ooze disgusting pus with a terrifying, cursed aura.

This is a curse from the “source of the curse,” and Euclidean space did not filter out this part of the “observation.”

Because of the addition of pollutants, the entire examination room is being contaminated rapidly. Just as the examination room is about to succumb to the pressure from the symbolic erosion of the "Mother Tree of Desire," Tang reaches out his hand.

He manipulated time and space, and as a mysterious servant who was about to finish digesting the potion and the actual controller of this space, he very quickly and leisurely grafted this part of the contaminated symbol to other "1" level examination rooms.

Let the angels of the church handle this stuff; it's a bit dirty.

Ah, as for whether the pressure in the other Level 1 exam rooms will increase sharply... isn't that a common occurrence? It's quite normal.

"Otherwise, why would I hold this kind of exam, and why would the seven major orthodox churches give me face by sending their own angels and saints to participate?"

Surely it's not like those angels or saints are just bored and want to challenge themselves?

Tang took out the Sun Scepter from a gap in history, waved it casually, and then aimed it at the examination hall where the curse had first appeared, throwing the Sun Scepter out of his hand with a whoosh.

During its flight, the sun scepter, which began spewing "oil" outwards, emitted black sunlight while wailing "Praise the sun, praise the sun," piercing into the core symbol in the examination room, nailing it through the other party, and destroying the mystical connection brought by the corresponding symbol.

After doing all this, Tang clapped his hands and looked at Nikolai to the side.

"Have you tracked down any trace of Searle?"

"The Mother Tree of Desire has made strong interference, and what has corrupted the core symbol of 'desire' on our side is only a few of the Mother Tree of Desire's followers. They are already dead, probably eaten by Siea."

Those who are digested and turned into a curse are difficult to track and locate.

This thing is really annoying.

Tang nodded helplessly, but he wasn't disappointed.

He looked at the many exam halls that were still in progress, while many others had already ended and were gradually logging into the real world, where anomalies and problems were being cleared in a dimensional reduction manner.

Twice a year, this level of cleansing can significantly reduce the ability of those who believe in evil gods, such as the Fallen Mother Goddess or the Mother Tree of Desire, to interfere with the real world. For those who believe in local evil gods, such as the Primal Witch or the True Creator, it also serves as a deterrent and warning.

If you go too far, we'll drag you into Euclidean space, let others gang up on you, and then use your mistakes and tricks to reflect back on you.

It must be said that using Euclidean space, along with fooling and error, together can yield a completely different experience.

Those followers of evil gods who had previously escaped calamity thanks to the protection of their respective deities have had their symbols destroyed by the Euclidean space. Even if they have escaped temporarily because of the protection of their gods, if they do not improve their strength as soon as possible or hide under the protection of their gods forever, disaster and death will still inevitably befall them with the slightest carelessness.

"Destruction has become an inevitable 'fixed number,' whether in the past, present, or future, it is a given fact."

It's simply a matter of whether this fact is happening now or in the future, unless one is always hiding under the protection of God, like those messy statues of the primordial witch...

Otherwise, it will be gone in a second if it shows its head.

(End of this chapter)