Another World: My life is on the hook!

Chapter 1537 The last illusion

The deepest part of the dark consciousness.

Linn continued to dive, and along the way he passed through one point after another that represented the illusion of memory.

And every light spot in it represents her most profound memory, from the battle between the cursed city and the God of All Machines, to the first meeting with him, and then to her time in the Doll Manor. A record of every bit of his inner life, starting from when they first met and going forward, those memories all reveal some kind of numbness.

I can't feel the feelings of the moment, and I can't feel the slightest emotion.

Sometimes you can see the memories of her sisters talking and laughing, the fun gatherings and the scenes of fighting side by side with each other.

But in her eyes, everything seemed to be dyed in a gray-white haze.

She always sits alone in a corner away from the crowd.

Hold a book quietly.

She didn't even say a word for years.

Lin En has seen many girls who are so cold and frosty, but Heixianyue is really completely different from them, because it is not that she is pretending to be cold, but that she does not seem to have those things that represent passion, intimacy, joy and anger in her life. Thing, in those long, long years, she really looked like a lifeless doll.

She was as alive as a dead thing.

No feeling, no fluctuation, no ripple.

His mother said that she had no heart, and her sisters also said that she had no heart, but Linn didn't think so, because if there was really no heart, how could there be subsequent changes, and how could it be possible in the future? The traces of flesh and blood were revealed a month ago.

Lin gritted his teeth and further accelerated his dive speed.

She just hid her heart.

Or.

There was something hiding her true heart in this darkness, not wanting her to live, wanting to isolate her from the outside world forever.

"You stop for me!"

that moment.

Lin En once again sensed the position of the figure through the soul string of his little finger, jumped up suddenly, and rushed out of a dreamland of memory. At that moment, he seemed to have finally dived into the deepest part of memory and consciousness. When he broke through the illusion, he stepped on the dark plane like a glass mirror.

There was endless darkness in all directions to the west.

He gritted his teeth and chased on the smooth and dark surface. He saw the little girl running desperately in front of him, saw the footprints left by her bare feet on the mirror, and his arms. She is holding a stuffed doll inside, and you can even see the scars on her arms and neck from a distance.

"Don't run away! I know, you are her real subconscious, right?!"

"I know you know me, and I also know that you organized her awakening just now. Can you stop and tell me why?! Did you hear that?!"

Linn gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

But the little girl seemed not to hear his voice and had no intention of stopping.

It's like she always keeps a distance from you that you can never chase, so no matter how hard you run, you can't really get close to her.

"You tell me!"

that moment.

Linn finally stopped suddenly, when the feeling of the soul string of her little finger came again.

He gritted his teeth and used his spiritual power for the first time in the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness.

"When were you from her?"

That moment.

He suddenly tightened the invisible thread connecting his little finger, and pulled it back hard.

Psychics also came into play at that moment.

The tug of the thread caused the running girl to stagger and almost fall over. Her arms were driven up sharply in the direction of Lin En, and her long hair flew up, and the hand in her hand The puppet also escaped and landed on the cold mirror, and it was at that moment that Linn finally saw her appearance clearly.

Those empty eyes were like extinguished stars that had fallen into the ocean.

He saw the scars that had long since become scars all over her cheeks, and her frail little body wrapped in the ragged long skirt, as if she would die lightly at any moment.

And it was that moment.

Lin En stopped where he was.

Because that face is so familiar, because it is her doll lady, but she is so young, she has normal skin, she has a normal body, but those eyes are empty. Nothing, no feeling could fill those eyes.

And that's just that moment of effort.

The little girl turned her head again, rushed into the last point of light in the sea of ​​consciousness, and disappeared there.

Only the doll she dropped on the ground was still lying there quietly.

Lynn walked over.

He bent down and picked up the doll she had left behind.

It was an old rag doll. She was wearing a beautiful black Gothic dress and a lace hat on her head. She looked like an aristocratic girl with her eyes closed quietly. It is a gorgeous dream, an exquisite dream that every girl has admired in her dreams. Have you ever imagined putting on a long dress and walking in your own garden on such a peaceful afternoon?

Linn frowned and looked at the doll in his hand.

"Miss Doll..."

He raised his head.

He looked at the illusion of the last memory floating on the dark mirror.

This place was like the beginning of everything and the end of his trip. His appearance was reflected under his feet, and he could no longer dive there.

If this is the beginning of Miss Doll's descent into hell.

What about that girl?

She is again...

at last.

Linn raised his head firmly, grabbed the rag doll, and suddenly plucked it into the last illusion.

……

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The waves of the sea crashed against the cliff.

The rolling tide rushes to the beach, and during the ebb and flow, it sweeps up the sand and rocks on the shore and drags it back into the endless black tide.

There was billowing black mist above her head, and the sea tide hit the body of the girl lying on the beach. The sea water covered her long wet hair, swirling the sand on her face and the deep inside that could be seen. Gear wounds.

She seemed to have been here for a long time, and she seemed to be a broken piece of metal washed ashore from the sea by the turbulent waves.

There was extensive damage to her body.

Half of the body and calves were twisted so that the internal parts could be seen, and the delicate long skirt on her body was already full of mud and tears.

The distance of the rolling tide.

It's like the sky is falling. In the huge distance full of aurora, you can vaguely see a tall building slowly sinking into the sea. With the retro building when the old and new eras change, you seem to You can see the violent collision between classical and modern styles in the gradually sinking building.

The crashing waves.

The doll seemed to be still alive. She slowly opened her eyes in the waves, raised her head while the gears were meshing, and looked blankly at this confused and dark world.

It's like saying goodbye to that fragmented past.

Staggering step by step, I carried the sea on my back, reaching the falling building and sinking into the dark ocean bit by bit.