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"This kind of spreading infection often increases exponentially, and what's even more terrifying is that as the number of insect swarms gathered in one place increases, more terrifying superiors will be born among them, and a kind of The capacity of collective will..."

"Collective will power?" Loki frowned in confusion.

"It means that under this collective consciousness, they often gain the ability to directly distort reality and rationalize the impossible. After reaching a certain level, they can infinitely summon their 'gods'"

"Through 'vision,' through 'guile,' through 'war,' these are their tributes to the gods."

"Oryx, the Soul-stealing King, Xio'aras, the War Lord, and Savathun, the Queen of Trickery. These three swarm gods will be constantly summoned from their upper worlds without limit, and they will be immortal. Any of our actions will become the source of the strength and existence of these three evil gods."

"We are destined to be unable to understand the origin of the power of these agents of the abyss, but we only need to know their terror..."

"This crazy and terrifying enemy must be strangled in the cradle. So, Loki, do you understand how unforgivable your actions are?"

Frigga stood up and left, leaving Loki alone, speechless for a long time.

277. Coulson’s Adventure (3)

When the flames of the explosion swept over, Coulson closed his eyes tightly and thought about many scenes for a while.

Among the countless scenes that passed by like a revolving lantern, the one with the most number was that of his girlfriend Audrey.

He had always promised to go see his girlfriend's cello performance, but he kept breaking the appointment due to work reasons.

This time, I'm afraid he will completely break the appointment...

Just when they were about to be swallowed up by the flames, a figure holding a cane appeared in front of them.

The dark golden cane touched the ground gently. Under the golden red sparks, a barrier of nothingness blocked the incoming flames and shock waves!

"It's not advisable to be reckless, especially when facing an enemy you don't understand at all."

Desmond's gentle voice made Coulson open his eyes. Seeing that the person who saved him was this Asgardian of unknown origin, Coulson breathed a sigh of relief but also felt very bad.

Now the initiative in the situation will be completely in the hands of this Asgardian.

"Fuck, fuck, shit!!!! What is that? What's going on, shit!"

The black Sheriff Corvo, who had narrowly escaped death, screamed hysterically, but Desmond and Coulson ignored him.

"What's going on?" Coulson asked, calming his trembling voice as much as possible.

"Those are the 'upper-dimensional fragments' formed spontaneously by the insect swarm." Desmond said calmly.

"When a certain number of insect swarms appear, their society will naturally evolve into higher-order insect swarms. These insect swarms often have the thinking of gathering all individuals and create a world fragment that links the 'upper dimensional world' .”

"You don't need to understand what the upper-dimensional world is, you just need to know that the fragments they form will intercept the area they cover from the concept of space. And in this area, you will experience all the bad situations you can't imagine."

"He will suppress your soul and interfere with your perception. He can play with the shape of space at will, absorb your strength and soul to strengthen them, and he can subvert the common sense in your cognition, the physics you know, the physics you know reality, everything can be bent in that rule-less world..."

Coulson was silent. The attack just now almost turned him into a roasted suckling pig by his own bomb.

"But the swarm... I only saw three of these monsters?"

"Those three are just the weakest and lowest-ranking ghosts." Desmond said softly.

"It's just that some 'worms' have chosen some useless hosts to parasitize. Even the 'eggs' on them are just placed to confuse human eyes. They are just garbage mixed with some useless genetic proteins."

"It's obvious that there is already a medium-level insect swarm at the 'Wizard' level among this group of insects. They already know how to set up such a trap to paralyze you and buy themselves time."

Having said this, Desmond looked around. Coulson's bomb was still very powerful. At least all the eggs in the entire factory had been destroyed.

Desmond once again raised his cane and hit it heavily on the ground, and with sparks bursting, a black and white vortex bloomed in front of them!

"It really hid itself in this upper-dimensional fragment."

Desmond lifted his cane and was about to step into it when he suddenly looked at Coulson and invited him again

"So, do you want to come with me?"

"...Can I still come with you?" Colson blinked and asked in disbelief.

"Of course...and you can come too."

Desmond glanced at the frightened Corvo thoughtfully, and said in a voice that only he could hear.

"The result will be the same anyway... You'd better come together, otherwise if something happens, it will be a bit troublesome to deal with it."

"Stop joking! I'm just an ordinary little policeman. How can I get involved in such a thing! You'd better hire someone else!"

Faced with the opportunity of a big adventure, Officer Corvo, who had just experienced the experience of almost turning into a roast suckling pig, decisively chose to refuse!

"Really? Then you have to wait until we solve the problem before you can go out. I can't guarantee what will happen in the meantime."

Desmond's faint threat made the fat police officer tremble all over, and then he followed him into the black and white vortex without hesitation.

After submitting and saving the communication, Coulson hid the miniature voice recorder, and then stepped into the black and white vortex!

When he opened his eyes again - no, Coulson felt a suffocating pain as soon as he stepped into it!

It's not that there's no oxygen in the air, it's because a terrifying gravity is pulling on every one of its internal organs!

Coulson opened his eyes with difficulty, and the only thing he could see was black and white.

Absolute black and white, absolute gray, just like the old silent films from Chaplin's era, where you can only see absolute black and white.

There are countless black and white vortices swirling in the sky. The two colors are opposite and merge with each other. The absolutely dark sky seems to hide some unknown secret, as silent and deep as the depths of the ocean.

And the place they were in seemed to be a scene suspended in outer space?

Countless meteorite broken islands floated quietly in this dark sky, falling into the black and white vortex from time to time, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Follow me closely. Although it is unlikely that there will be many soul flayers in this upper-dimensional fragment, there must be a few."

Desmond threw a silver-white probe-like object to Corvo and Coulson, so they pricked his neck.

Corvo hesitated and didn't dare to take action, but Coulson stabbed him without hesitation!

Along with a little bit of blood splattered, the pain that enveloped Colson and made his internal organs feel as if there were iron blocks hanging on them also disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief, just as Desmond gave them one last warning.

"The most important thing is, even if you die, don't touch that black pool on the ground." Desmond warned expressionlessly.

"What would happen if I touched it?"

"You will instantly become a soul flayer who will suffer eternal torture. Your soul and body will be extracted into black and white flashes, and some bad things will be thrown out of the pool. You don't want to be worse than death. If the result is bad, don’t touch it!”

"This upper-dimensional space is just a part of the real upper world, just a small fragment. It won't be too big here, but if it continues to spread with the wizard who arranged all this, it will be hard to say..."

After saying that, Desmond tapped his cane gently on the ground, and a silver-white skateboard-like thing appeared under his feet.

"Come up, I suggest you keep your nerves tight for the rest of the journey, and...don't answer those voices from unknown origins."

Coulson and Corvo followed Desmond onto the skateboard, and the silver-white vehicle drove them slowly toward the void.

Being in the void of this black and white world, Coulson immediately felt extremely 'fresh'.

The sense of emptiness that permeates the body and soul, as if being stripped away, seems to make the concept of 'survival' empty in this black and white world.

Colson had to give himself pain again and again to keep him alive and alive. The more he did this, the more afraid he was of it all.

It seemed that if he stayed even a little longer, his soul and body would be completely stripped away.

In order to distract himself, Coulson couldn't help but look around, and he saw the shadows floating in the black and white void.

It was a black-red light and shadow, like floating clouds, or a rising ball of colored gas.

But it has a shape. There is no doubt that if you look carefully, you will find dogs, cats, and these shadows have the shapes that many creatures should have!

And among them, Coulson saw some figures...

Colson couldn't help but pay more attention to the squirming shadows of those people, and at this same moment, a whisper spread in his heart and mind.

"It hurts so much, so painful, I'm almost suffocating..."

"Help me, take me out of here, free me from this hell..."

"Mommy mommy……"

Countless whispers carried emotions that drove the soul crazy. These words full of pain and struggle seemed to carry an incredible power, causing their corresponding feelings to be projected onto Coulson's body.

His heart was almost simultaneously filled with pain, sorrow, pleading, and regret...

This crazy surge of emotions almost made Colson rush towards the shadows uncontrollably, but at the last moment, he still used his last bit of willpower to wake himself up.

"Paige! Paige... I'm sorry, forgive me, I'll come over right now..."

The black police officer next to Colson had tears streaming down his face. His eyes were empty, and he was like a walking zombie, almost about to pounce on him uncontrollably.

At the critical moment, Coulson pulled this guy and slapped Corvo twice unceremoniously to wake him up.

"I said, don't respond to the voice you don't know the source of, let alone explore the excessive thoughts in your soul."

Desmond said in an elegant but emotionless voice.

"What on earth are these? What is this place? Is it a hell?" Colson asked solemnly but still in shock.

"This place is much worse than hell." Desmond shook his head.

"The essence of the upper-dimensional world is actually an extremely special independent dimension. Its existence is born from the blending of the source darkness of the universe and the existence of matter. It is a conceptual world between matter and thinking, a world that cannot be inferred using any common sense."

"Here, every thought you have may turn into your most deadly blade, but the person it faces may not necessarily be your enemy. Similarly, all positive concepts of soul and body in the upper-dimensional world will be restricted. and bondage, once you leave something here, you are forever

Lost him. Your thoughts, memories, and soul are all good, but you will continue to lose something every time you stay, and these thoughts are destined to turn into endless nightmares to haunt you for the rest of your life. "

"You mean, I might have nightmares every night for the rest of my life?" Colson's expression was a bit unsightly.

"It's okay for you to have such a simple understanding." Desmond smiled.

"You should actually be glad that this is just an upper-dimensional fragment, just a fragment made by a bug swarm wizard who ate part of this town. If it is an upper-dimensional world fragment created by any real advanced bug swarm, Every moment you stay here you lose a part of your soul.”

"Okay, calm down your mood. Our destination...has arrived."

The silver-white skateboard slowly stopped and landed in front of a smooth stone slab.

"Let's go through this mirror and go to the other side of the world."

278. Coulson’s Adventure (4)

"Odin, you expelled me from my homeland in the name of cruelty and banished me to this desolate and cold death land. But at this moment, you tell me that Asgard and you need me?"

On the throne of the underworld of Helm, the goddess of death raised her slender legs and looked mockingly and contemptuously at the projection of Odin in front of her.

"Do you underestimate me too much? Or think too highly of yourself, 'Father'?"

"I just know that you understand the terror of the swarm and the abyss better."

When facing his eldest daughter, Odin obviously had no intention of covering up. Unlike when facing his own son, Odin's tone was cold and domineering.

"I will unlock the underworld of Helm, Hela, and you will have a chance to make a new choice. The world needs your power, but it does not need your cruelty!"

"Cruelty? This word is so ridiculous coming out of your mouth."

Hela smiled coldly and sarcastically

"How? If what I do satisfies you, will you give me the crown of Asgard again?"

"The future king of Asgard is Thor! This is a fact that will not change!"

"Then Father, what are you going to use to convince me?" Hela shrugged, frivolously and disdainfully.

"The darkness you face may also swallow up this dead world, but before that, you will definitely be extinct in the hands of those things in the abyss."

"Even if it is destroyed, the underworld of Helm is destined to be the last to fall among the nine realms. Odin, why should I listen to you?"

"Because you are my daughter!" Odin's voice rose several times.

"Even if you are cruel and bloodthirsty, you are still a noble God of Asgard! You know what should be done and what must be done!"

"... After so many years, your brutal autocracy has really not changed at all."

Hela narrowed her eyes and said in a voice that was unknown whether it was admiration or mockery.

"Then, as you wish. But now, get out of my world!"

Hela unceremoniously threw a sword of the night sky and penetrated Odin's shadow. Looking at the scattered shadow of the father of the gods, Hela spat disdainfully.

In fact, what Hela hates most about Odin is not that she expelled him, but that Odin chose to wear that ridiculous mask.

A man who used to do whatever it takes to win and kill trillions for the throne suddenly put on a mask of hypocrisy and talked about benevolence, justice and morality, as if he had really become a good person.

Odin, who had become a kind person again, unceremoniously accused Hela, who was still fulfilling her responsibilities, of being cruel and bloody. He eventually deprived her of the throne, banished her, and imprisoned her.

No matter what, Hela couldn't forgive Odin like this.

But just like Odin said, as a god of Asgard, she sometimes faces responsibilities that she has to shoulder...

"The seal of Helm's underworld has been released."