Male Succubus Apocalypse

Chapter 157 Maelstrom

The world was shaking with sorrow, and all the twinkling "stars" suddenly emitted an intense red light.

It felt the fall in the air.

"So, Xiao Hei, what are you looking for?" Machi squatted on the edge of the white, ignoring the changes in the whole world, looking down at Xiao Bai's expression of disbelief, which turned into a kind of relief after despair, and muttered to himself. "Hmm?"

There was a long distance between the pale maze and the area below. Suddenly, Xiaobai, who was halfway there, took out his white Rubik's Cube. Just when Machi thought he was still trying to struggle, Xiaobai looked back at him and smiled bitterly - a smile that was totally inappropriate for that young face.

But in Machi's eyes, there was nothing wrong with it, because that person had always smiled like this since he was a child.

Then Xiaobai squeezed his hands and crushed the white magic into pieces. He smiled and moved his mouth to Machi.

The voice was not loud and completely inaudible, but the shape of his mouth was quite deliberate - "Do you want to see the ending? Then watch it. I never care about life or death, but I don't want him to die. Maybe I came here, no, my birth was a mistake, but why, white is a plague?

For an outsider like me, is there a pure white world out there? Is there a world full of diseases that I can live in? "

The high wall below was completely shattered the moment Xiaobai crushed the Rubik's Cube. Machi's original smile gradually faded, and he responded to Xiaobai in his own way:

"Is this why you are a plague, pure white? Then why can't other colors exist? But you are right, a pure white, 'stupid' world, isn't it a garbage world full of diseases? Even more garbage than the mediocre and stupid world outside now."

While the two were speaking lip service to each other, after the last bit of white disappeared below, the red dots in the darkness quickly surged and gathered together, and a very red cluster rose upwards - all of this was like a snake that suddenly coiled up, as if it was about to raise its head to hunt, that touch of paleness in the sky.

"Click——"

The next second, "blood" spurted out and sprinkled into the sky. The blooming blood flowers flooded Machi's sight and also covered Xiaobai's suddenly stunned expression after "reading" his words.

And now, that stunned expression has shifted to his face.

The "snake head" did not intend to prey on Xiaobai, or Pale Maze, nor Machi.

Instead, it suddenly lunged forward halfway, pounced on his body, and began to bite violently, biting the dense blood-red.

The scarlet dots are like grapefruit grains, bursting out in bloody curves in an instant, outlining an abstract painting in this dark world, like meteors dancing under the "starry sky".

Just like a fuse was lit, pushing down the first domino, below the radius, on the empty dark sea, the stars exploded, like a fierce flame igniting the barren plain, and blood soaked into the inkwell.

The "starry sky" was stirred, causing the black and red to merge, turning into dark red, and then becoming brighter and brighter. The entire upright surging "ocean" turned into a black and red vortex. Those red dots that were originally just scattered dots, like flying dandelions, occupied the dark "soil", took root and sprouted, as if to swallow up all the darkness.

It turns out that what Xiao Hei is looking for is himself. He wants to destroy his current self and destroy the entire current world.

"Damn it! Is this spiritual flow the true background of this level?" An increasingly strong anger and hysteria suddenly emerged in Machi's mind like a slowly blooming bud, causing him to subconsciously cover his head in pain. "What kind of twisted product is this spiritual world! It's either black or white! Now it's all red!"

Just as Machi was feeling extremely miserable as he watched the "big snake" below being slowly submerged in the "blood" bitten by himself, and even melting into a horizontal vortex of red and black ink.

As if responding to him, a streak of white began to spread out from the black and red vortex below...

"Puff-"

The sound of an explosion, or rather the sound of a huge heavy object falling into the water, or the sound of a fish's tail splashing on the water.

The "water" columns below were of varying heights, and suddenly rippled out and soared into the sky.

"Md!" And just as Machi had not yet reacted and was staring blankly at him, there was a very tall person who rushed to the front of the platform with unstoppable force, and startled him so much that he sat down on the platform.

After falling, the "rain" splashed onto March's face. Surprisingly, it was not the "huge anger". To be precise, it was not just "anger", but also the flow of emotions such as "calmness", "regret" and "excitement".

As captured in an instant by March's wide-open pupils, when the water column fell back, it was like a bathing fairy undressing, removing the outer layer of black and red veil, revealing the melted "rainbow waterfall" behind it.

"Crash-"

It was not just the splashing sound of the water columns falling back below. When Machi looked sideways, he was startled again - in the distance, in front of him, there was an upright "ocean" wall with black and red whirlpools, which seemed to be cooperating with the water columns rushing into the sky below. At the moment before they fell, the whirlpools turned into sharp knives, breaking through a layer of illusory barrier, and pouring out the black and red fusion liquid.

March was so frightened by this scene that he covered his face, but it turned out to be a false alarm. They were not erupting water columns, but just "water streams" leaking from a hole on the water bag. However, he was soon surprised to find that the entire "starry sky" was full of holes of varying sizes.

The "anger" in his mind also leaked out along with this scene, and was invaded by some tolerable "mental trickles" of various changes, without any order, making it difficult for him to concentrate on making targeted confrontations, but it was not enough to overwhelm his reason.

It’s just a little later, it’s hard to say, because the world, after its self-destruction, begins to reshape itself.

Ma Qi staggered to his feet and recalled the fourth rule that the madman had taught him before: "Opening the "door" is actually to reproduce the process of how the target evolved in the spiritual level in the past, that is, to retrace the steps of gradual improvement of the "spiritual world".

No matter how many spiritual layers there are, they are all unified in the whole. The spiritual world is the unity of the past and present and even the reaction to reality that determines the general direction of the future.

So, find the part of the self that is the key, because it is part of the whole self and the whole of the past self.

It is the explorer who can finally touch the 'core spiritual layer' where the 'subjective self' exists, or even the deeper guide. In other words, you have to find a way to induce him to 'change', to find a way to make him become the 'door' and the 'key'.

However, the world of multiple "selves" that Xiaobai has been expounding on before is impossible, because this is the most superficial, the weakest spiritual level of the "self". Fundamentally, it is impossible for there to be so many selves. Even such a distorted black and white can accommodate the two extremes of black and white.

Therefore, March had already judged that at the moment, he was actually at a "door opening" node, but this was also quite magical, because, as an explorer, he did not need to do anything deliberately in this situation.

In this world, you are about to enter a certain ending. If you just wait, it will "open the door" on its own.

Xiaobai's "maze" has been damaged. He is also very light and has no mass. But Machi knows that this spiritual layer is more physical in nature. Being so light may mean that he has no "mass". Xiaobai is probably almost "out of energy".

He just accelerated this point, because it was quite clear that if he didn't come, the final outcome would definitely be "destruction", and Xu Heng was still "alive", which proved that opening the next level was a matter of letting nature take its course.

The "key" is inserted into the "door" by itself.

It’s just that Machi didn’t expect that the action of “opening the door” was too big and too violent, and the way of opening it was a little wrong.

His guess was correct. Xiaobai swallowed the other colors and threw him down. Machi judged that he would quickly turn into another "self" and reshape the world, so naturally he would go to the next level.

However, the "self" itself melted, along with the entire "world". The spiritual flow would change, but the overall color tone was regular. But now the situation has completely collapsed, "crazy" and "chaotic".

Well, just like what March saw after he stood up, March was completely shocked and at a loss, and kept thinking about the scene in the fourth rule:

With the surging red that keeps leaking in from all directions as the base and the black whirlpool as the overall trend, various colors such as orange, yellow, green and blue are dancing wildly on this large canvas in their own styles - the orange is boiling, the yellow is trying to be still in the whirlpool, and the green is spread out like a spider web, each showing its magical power, creating an extremely abstract hodgepodge.

And from time to time, there would be white waves that would suddenly rise from the bottom and act as a "shit stirrer". After swallowing up part of the whirlpool, they would immediately burst out with a column of water that would soar into the sky, making the whole situation even more chaotic.

The "spiritual flow" was completely messed up, so messed up that even if Machi looked directly at the vortex, he would not have any reaction. All the flows disappeared completely at once. They were completely "materialized" in this world, separated from their own positions, and mixed together, competing for the center and confronting each other.

Sometimes excited, sometimes angry, sometimes disappointed, but they were no longer strong and sharp. In March's mind, they were like a constantly dancing rainbow, and he could completely resist them.

But the question now is, how can he get to the next level? This "door" seems to be open, but it is better not to open it. This world is collapsing and reshaping, destined to be thrown into the vortex formed below. This is its established evolution trend. In other words, it is very likely that to get to the next level, you have to jump into the vortex.

But... he was now standing on the platform, far away from the vortex, and was less affected. The rain with "emotions" that came out after the water column fell just now had already explained one thing, that is, the "spiritual flow" had already appeared in this world in the physical form of "entity".

Jump in? Merge with the chaotic emotions? March swallowed, he couldn't imagine it.

What makes Machi feel helpless about Xu Heng's world is its "physical" characteristics, which can actually reflect a kind of "strong logical" thinking of the target. Logically speaking, such a spiritual world can allow explorers to better understand it and not be too fanciful.

However, this strong logic is so strong that it physicalizes the "mental flow" into "liquid" - in fact, the "Pale Maze" is like this, which concretizes the "positive mental flow" - in this case, the most direct "risk" is placed in front of him, which makes Machi a little hesitant.

What on earth was Heng thinking? Why was his spiritual world so illogical? Was he "implanted" with white, which then became black, and finally split into red, and then all destroyed and reshaped? Did he temporarily lose his "self"?

So how did he not go crazy? Or, how could he do this? You know, this is the evolution of the past. Brother Heng was in the nest when he was a child! How could he be "implanted" in the "Pale Maze"? It is understandable to oppose black, but how can it be possible to violently and completely destroy the "self"?

And where does the "strong logic" come from? Brother Heng didn't seriously study the three major items of "Mechanical Magic", but only learned "language". Is it innate? Just like his talent for cooking? It's wrong. Cooking itself is also extremely wrong.

There is no reason, and no idea of ​​the process. The only thing that can be known is the result that March needs to personally investigate.

I am preparing myself mentally...

"Boom——"

The platform began to shake, and Machi turned his head slightly, and saw that cracks had appeared in the "Pale Maze" at some point.

"Damn it! I have to jump sooner or later! Brother Heng! I hope I don't die in the mental vortex of your childhood!" Machi gritted his teeth and shouted, as if he was in the "Pale Maze", passing through the illusory white wall, he leaped up, closed his eyes, and concentrated his attention, trying his best to resist the "mental storm" that might hit him soon.

Precisely because it is too confusing and unknown, he is more determined to explore.

"Puff-"

When he fell into the water, the spinning force rolled him up as he expected. Machi subconsciously shrank his body. Not to mention the "physical" things, after all, this was the spiritual world and he could not drown.

I waited quietly and anxiously, my spirit being torn apart by this vortex of chaos.

"Long legs..."

But no, there was no extra emotion, no invading "spiritual flow", but a sense of flow, a sense of isolation as if something flowed through the mind but left nothing behind.

But how is this possible? Those water columns are clearly...wait, could it be because of this "vortex"?

“New arrival…delicious…”

And there was actually… there was actually a sound! It was all… Brother Heng’s voice!

Why did he say all of them? Because Machi suspected his ears and heard the uneven intonation and different speaking speeds. There was not only one "Xu Heng" speaking!

"eat!"

Suddenly, with a shout from beside him, a feeling of "excitement" suddenly entered his mind. Something strange happened and Machi was forced to open his eyes.

Then, he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life...

It was a "monster" with only a head, orange hair, and a bunch of orange tentacles intertwined and entangled under the head.

It was deformed, beastly, ugly and disgusting, but the face on its head made Machi feel a physical discomfort deeper than "disgusting", a contradiction of familiarity, closeness, disharmony and disgust coexisting at the same time - it was the face of "Xu Heng"!

He also made a very excited expression that matched the "spiritual flow" that was being transmitted!

This "Xu Heng" was still in front of him, using the tentacles under his head to pierce his body...