Latent Syndrome

Chapter 444 443 The Origin of Movies

Chapter 444 443. The Origin of Movies

No one knows why Dickson is so interested in all absurd things.

Even he himself doesn't know.

Like a revolving door on the verge of death.

All the scenes I experienced flashed by frame by frame like a slideshow.

Finally, as nuclear weapons ejected from silos around the globe, a blinding light enveloped the world.

He also suddenly woke up from his trance.

Already in a magnificent temple.

The beast-turned-deformed arm shed blood as it split. Because it was completely close to the ultimate thing, the speed of splitting accelerated, and it flowed into a column of blood and poured onto the ground.

gravitational.

It involves countless universes, spiral arm stars, surface plates, and human souls.

This infinite attraction arises from infinite mass.

There aren't any ghosts.

The supreme God.

But gravity...

The pull of this infinite mass forms an abyss, swallowing up all matter and annihilating all spirit.

This sky-high tower has led to the Milky Way, and the blessed light spirals down from the painted holy window on the ceiling, engulfing the sun, making this place extremely radiant.

In the majestic Palace of True Vision, Di Wei's blood formed patterns on the noble and holy ground through gravity, spreading into a vortex and flowing towards the center little by little.

It also seemed to be sucking Di Biao's soul, extracting his spirit, causing his orifices to bleed.

The blood flows through each SCT veteran, as if sucking away the things that were originally stolen. This is a sacrificial ceremony. Everyone, including Opal, was thrown back here by Arnold. All those who witnessed it in the South Pacific were affected by the original People who have been irradiated are nothing more than mummies.

There were twenty-one corpses in total, and Di Biao's blood flowed through these corpses in the whirlpool trajectory one by one.

They were all sucked away by the wreckage of the Observer enshrined on the high platform used for worship in the center of the Temple of True Vision. Still, they could not see the true appearance of the ultimate thing. They could only see the metal wreckage because of the great thing inside. , releasing the gravity that engulfs all things.

This is what the abyss looks like.

A different space that connects every infected person in this world. You can reach here by walking back through everyone's passage.

A twisted and dazzling vortex of light.

The colorful brilliance seems to be the Fresnel lens used in lighthouse lighting. It is extremely dazzling and gorgeous, and is formed by swallowing up all the matter at the edge of the universe.

The light of true seeing.

I don’t know if it’s tinnitus or the sound of the compressor working, but the surroundings are filled with a cosmic background sound that people can always hear. It can be heard no matter whether they are outdoors, indoors, in the wilderness, in the city, in the past, or in the future. The weird low roar, mechanized, repetitive, makes people completely peaceful and even deathly.

The voice of heaven.

Di Wei's eyes were completely attracted, staring at the light vortex, frozen on the spot without moving.

sudden.

His movements became extremely strange, swaying his body slightly from side to side, and then raised a hand to draw an unknown trajectory.

Seems to have discerned the truth.

Gained insight into myself.

Di Wei finally found it.

The source of his fanaticism.

Deep realm.

One yuan.

that power.

All shadow plays.

All projections, rules, ideologies, and forms of abolition and innovation are just a set.

Used to defend the previous "projection", "rules", "consciousness" and "form", projection, rules and consciousness.

form.

When it exists alone, it is just gravity. When it is integrated with everything, it contains the power of the entire universe.

This is the origin of shadow play.

What all things spontaneously defend is the source of latent abyss disease.

Be his enemy.

Will go completely crazy.

Because this goes against the truth.

This also leads to the fact that there is never a cure for latent abyss syndrome, because this is the truth.

In that vortex of light.

The content, the thought, the supreme consciousness, any understanding made.

It's all truth.

Based on this understanding, we can make a correct judgment about the next moment in any distant future, and we can also make a completely correct description of a certain moment in any distant past based on this understanding.

That is truth.

If the predictions and inferences made based on this understanding do not match the actual reality after verification, there must be a problem with the forecaster's calculations, and it is definitely not a problem with the understanding itself. There is, therefore, no need for any modification of this theory.

That is finality.

It is primordial chaos.

It is also the abyss of stars.

It exists before the beginning of all things, and also stands after the annihilation of all things.

This is where everything comes back.

Rhodes once predicted.

Only when everything ceases to exist can you be freed from eternal slavery.

finally.

Di Wei was born in response to the disaster.

Whether it's self-indulgence in a convenience store.

Show affection to the bride at the wedding reception.

Destroy all symbolic buildings.

Even destroy the world.

But these are always small things.

Carnage and destruction are always present in rich linguistic and physical phenomena.

Everything done before.

It also belongs to movie theater.

finally reached.

It's time to really get serious.

He wants to liberate all shadow plays from this ultimate source of power.

Di Wei moved his body and got on.

Walk slowly towards the light vortex.

Such as the ridiculous knight fighting a windmill.

But that's not even close to describing it.

He was going to start doing ridiculous things that were beyond the reach of human thought.

To begin…

Totally crazy.

Only knock it down.

Only then can you escape forever.

The title of coward.

thus becoming.

A real man.

…

The flying snow is swaying, and the eyes are full of vastness. The pale feathers dance with the dark mist, intertwining countless ashes, like the sigh of the universe.

Colin bounces over a ship on a graveyard of stranded ships.

Luca and his men had already set off first. The reason was very simple and unreasonably stubborn. They wanted Colin to reach the giant tower at the center of the magic island unscathed.

Violet suddenly stopped.

I have suffered too many injuries before. If I continue to forcefully activate my strength, I will reach my end. Even if I continue to move forward, it will not have any effect.

"It seems."

"That's all I can do."

Violet coughed a few times, her face was extremely pale, and her twisted arm was still bleeding.

Colin was silent for a while.

"This is not your battle."

"Can do this."

"Although I can't represent the world, I still want to thank you."

Colin said calmly.

"Is it."

"I always thought we had a good relationship."

"That's what you say."

"This is for you."

Violet handed the strange object that looked like a cross between a pen and a sword hilt to Colin. It was a useless piece of junk that Luca took from Cobain.

Colin thought there was no use holding it, and looked forward, preparing to jump over a few more ships, land on the island, and get to the source of the abyssal disease.

"I discovered a way to use it."

"This is a..."

"converter."

"Only pure spiritual power can be received, without any hints or abilities."

"It only takes determination and intention without impurities to convert it into matter."

"According to this principle, even ordinary people can use it."

"This is indeed the hilt."

"Have you ever heard of such a statement?"

"There is no upper limit to human mental power."

"Maybe this is really an important tool to solve that thing."

"Cobain's research is therefore the biggest threat to SCT."

"This is as far as I can go, Colin."