Star Railway: Building a Foundation from the Beginning

There is no doubt that D-14134's idea is bold.

It belongs to that kind of idea, which sounds ridiculous at first glance, but when you think about it a little, it seems to have some truth.

Suddenly, both players and viewers were shocked by this whimsical idea.

“！！！"

"Is this possible? Just because 1983-2 made a metaphor and reversed the ritual according to the metaphor, doesn't that really lead to more horrific consequences?"

"It's not a method, is it...... After all, there is no better way to choose - to escape, not to escape, to fight, not to win. Moreover, if you are going to die anyway, you should be struggling before you die, if you lose the bet, you will not lose, if you win the bet, you will pull a group of bad guys on your back. "

"No, you can't call them bad guys, they're evolved humans, and that's what the Foundation should be protecting, and it's a mistake for this D-class to do it without a request. "

"Good guy, what version is it, are you still struggling with human or non-human here?"

......

There are voices discussing whether the method is feasible, as well as voices singing praises for D-14134.

"Whether he succeeded or failed in the end, he proved with his actions that he is a real person compared to his body. "

"I don't know exactly what his plans are, but I hope he succeeds this time. "

"The hymn of humanity is a hymn to courage!"

......

Hearing D-14134's remarks, the shadow furrowed an eyebrow - if that place could be called an eyebrow.

It was an answer it had never expected, and it didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Suddenly, it sensed that something was wrong, and its gaze was fixed on the altar.

The altar has changed.

The original pattern of the altar, when viewed from above, is generally a circle.

Now, although it is still a ring, it has completed the inversion and flipping of the inside and out.

- The bricks of various colors on the altar are not fixed, and can be moved at will, just like a puzzle of toys.

What will happen after that, even the shadow itself, has no way of knowing.

Maybe that's how things are in the world, the more you are afraid of something, the easier it is for something to come.

To get rid of the human shell and embrace the glorious evolution is nothing more than to have more power, to fight against the unknown of the world, and to enjoy the comfort and stability of everything under control.

But now, that comfort and security are being challenged.

It sensed the inexplicable uneasiness in its heart, but its wisdom, its strength, told it that everything was under control, that everything was going according to plan.

The other party is nothing more than an ant waving its forelimbs.

So, it dispelled its anxiety and tried to regain its mentality.

"Whimsical, even if you say so, the ritual is not complete......"

But D-14134 interrupted it:

"I know, there's still a light source, like you did before. "

The Shadow Monster was a little taken aback.

It categorically did not expect that this D-class, who was nothing more than a worm in its eyes, would be able to guess the conditions of the ritual without any knowledge of this aspect.

If there is enough time and conditions, it is not impossible to deduce the usefulness of the light source.

It's just that Foundation agents, rightly so, are misled by the inertia of their thinking, matching light and shadow, misreading light sources as the conditions for them to hunt.

In a desperate situation, with no way out, and just having an emotional breakdown.

A D-class, a dregs of the old human society, can actually peel back the cocoon, shatter the wrong conclusions, find the right from the fragments everywhere, and piece together the complete truth.

It did take it a little by surprise.

But that's about it.

It regained its original calm appearance, and spoke:

"Yes, it is. "

"I can tell you that there must be plenty of light for the ceremony to be successful. "

"And here ......"

It didn't go on, but the meaning behind it was clear to everyone.

There are only a few candles that are about to burn out, some dim light bulbs, and some electronic screens.

Because of the presence of these things, the whole room is certainly out of the darkness, but it is far from enough.

But it wasn't because of frustration, it was just that he lost too much blood, which made him a little depleted.

He hung his head, closed his eyes, and took a few deep breaths.

Then, he looked up again, looking directly into where the shadow monster's eyes should be.

It took a while to raise his right hand with difficulty.

He was so weak at this time, just trying to grasp his body, to make a simple movement, his heart began to protest violently, and the feeling of collapse came over him one after another.

There was less and less blood to keep life running, the body was getting colder and colder, and the arms were no longer strong.

But fortunately, he didn't need to force his body to do anything too difficult-

Draw the pistol that is already loaded at your waist and raise your hand to the corner to make a shot.

Bullets flew away.

Almost at the same time, there was a crisp sound in the corner, the sound of fragile objects cracking.

Dots of sparks flickered in dark corners, extremely faint, and could go out at any moment.

But in the next second, they did not disappear, but grew dozens of times larger in an instant, bursting into dazzling light.

Dazzling firelight, dazzling sky lanterns, and the sun on the ground.

In just a few breaths, the Light had taken over the room, and they formed a circle, enveloping him and the dark shadow in it.

The dark shadow looked at the ring of fire that surrounded the room and was silent for a moment.

"You did it?"

Its voice was still calm, but with a hint of undulation.

"That's right, when you weren't paying attention to me. "

He ran out of oil and the lamp withered, and he lay on the altar.

He clearly felt his pulse getting weaker and weaker, and his tiredness was like a warm quilt on a winter day, and even the warm breath in the room was urging him to rest early.

He knew very well what that meant—and the man who died of his negligence probably felt that way.

But he smiled:

"Looks like an ant needs to be careful, it might take the opportunity to bite you, right?"

At this time, the black shadow could no longer maintain the previous posture of being light and breezy, as if the gods were in the world.

Its gaze was a little gloomy, and it wanted to say something, but it couldn't say anything.

For the first time, it panicked.

At the same moment, D-14134's chest, the heart that had been beating more slowly and slowly, suddenly beat violently.

Such a violent reaction almost made him turn his back on his anger, and also made the smile on his face more obvious and brighter.

Until this moment, he didn't know that his solution would work.

No one would be foolish enough to think that the reversal of the ritual could be completed by changing the pattern of the so-called altar from the inside out.

He's just betting on that one in a million chance.

He didn't care about his life.

As Barclay said, you're going to die anyway, so what the are you afraid of?

And now, he's got it right.

Every inch of the pattern on the altar lit up at this time, and the brilliant firelight around it provided ample energy.

So, the ritual began to reverse.

On top of the altar, the cage of the heart in D-14134's chest was instantly opened.

The air in the room began to tremble, and a force that did not belong to this plane began to descend.

The runes on the altar grew brighter and brighter, bursting with bright red, crimson light that slowly flowed around his body as if it were alive.

The monsters that merged with the dark shadow were torn, dragged, stretched, stretched, and forced to separate from the collective existence by an invisible force.

They wailed, roared, roared, struggled unwillingly, resisted in vain.

But this ritual communicates the power of their Lord, as a servant of the Lord, the Lord's creation, how can they resist and disobey!

One by one, they turned into wisps of smoke and swirled toward D-14134's heart.

He was deprived of his liberty again, imprisoned and imprisoned again.

The shadow monsters could no longer remain indifferent.

Or rather, it has completely fallen into a panic.

It looked at the thinning darkness around it and tried to do something to change the situation in front of it, but its mind was empty, and it was at a loss for what to do.

......

It's like surviving the eternal night, shivering in the cold winter, and seeing the dawn of the sky when life is about to come to an end.

"It worked! It worked! He succeeded!"

"Thankfully, he did. "

Bronya and Ciel breathed a sigh of relief. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

From D-14134, they saw many familiar but no longer there.

If Foundation agents symbolize the Precursors, then D-14134 is undoubtedly the successor, and the pathfinder beyond the Precursors!

Perseverance, not easy to give up, there is something more noble than life in the heart!

They are desperate to know what to do.

I want to know how this all ended, and I want to know how D-14134 ended.

This has nothing to do with meeting or not, but only about the sublime that has existed in the depths of human consciousness since ancient times.

......

Pain!

It hurts!

My heart hurts!

Above the altar, D-14134 felt nothing but pain in his heart, as if he had been pierced by a steel drill, nay, more like a dull knife slicing open the valve and pouring chili oil on it.

Click...... D-14134 clenched his teeth and turned pale, and he tried to roll over, but found that he couldn't even tell the strength to struggle.

But the situation is getting worse.

He felt his brain throb abnormally, and his whole mind was filled and stirred by the sound of chaos to the extreme.

A roar of anger and despair, a roar from the depths of hell, a scream like a pinprick......

Severe pain that originates from within the body, pain that spreads from the depths of the mind......

Just one of them is enough to make people unbearable, not to mention the combination of two!

It's like he's facing a tsunami, resisting an avalanche naked, and trying his best just to survive, how can he have the energy to think about it?!

His breathing was rapid and heavy, his body was shaking violently, and sweat was sliding down his forehead, soaking through his clothes. []

His eyes are closed, his brow is furrowed, and his expression is distorted.......

......

"Hold on, hold on!" one player shouted, immersive.

"Almost!" There are also people whose hearts are beating wildly and forgetting to breathe.

......

Before starting this naïve plan, he had envisioned such an end.

Even if the heart can really become a new cage, there should be a prisoner in one cage, sit in rows, and eat fruits.

Instead of stuffing all the prisoners into one cage.

Federal prisons no longer admit prisoners because of the overcrowding.

Moreover, his heart is still a mortal womb of the flesh, neither a reinforced concrete nor a mysterious lord.

From the moment it becomes a cage, it begins to experience pressure from the inside out, until it finally bursts completely.

That would hurt.

It hurts like never before.

He already knew this, but the moment it all happened, he almost gave up, almost raised his gun to end it.

It's like a roller coaster dozens of meters high, starting to dive vertically.

No matter how prepared you are, you can't live up to the moment when it really comes.

And he endured hundreds or thousands of times more intense than a roller coaster.

There are more than 100 monsters here.

Compressing them all into one heart is like the Trisolarans before they descended, showing great mercy and confining all earthlings in Australia.

And D-14134's imminent situation can only be said to be more than that.

Each time a new shadow monster is successfully sealed into the heart, D-14134 endures a sharp pain.

Every muscle in his body was wailing, his fingers clenching the edge of the altar, knuckles white.

But that's not enough.

He also had to try to ignore the unwilling roars and roars of the countless monsters in his mind, while concentrating on gritting his teeth and trying to resist the tendency of his heart to tear.

The room was filled with light, the floor was blazing, and the flames were happily licking everything they could.

Green smoke rose from the floor beneath the shadow monster's feet, and it suddenly burned, but it was not affected at all.

The light of the fire flickered, and all the shadows in the room were only on the top of the room.

The dark shadow stared at D-14134 on the altar, his face distorted, and in the light and shadow, it became even more hideous.

Rarely, for the first time, it was annoyed.

It approached slowly, and with each step, the force of the ritual became stronger, pulling away from its fellow citizens and repelling it outward.

As strong as it is, the distance of these few meters also goes quite a long time.

Time is fair and does not manifest itself on just one side.

When D-14134 arrives at the altar, D-14134 is tortured for the same amount of time.

In the eyes of the Shadow, D-14134 is the last of the crossbows.

With a little interference and a little force, this annoying ant can be completely crushed.

The black shadow stared at the insects on the altar with a sinister smile.

- No one will be allowed to disturb the Lord's plan!

It raised its hand, ready to deliver a blow to D-14134.

But the moment the attack fell, a miracle happened.

Maybe it's the danger perception D-14134 has developed over the past few days, or maybe it's the fact that he's been guarding against the attacks of the shadows.

At this critical moment, 0.8 he, who was dying, reluctantly raised his dagger and stopped on the path of the black shadow's arm.

This was probably his last struggle.

The strength of the two sides is not above the same level, let alone one is vigorous and the other is on the verge of death.

With the sound of metal cracking, the crunch of bones breaking, and the dagger in D-14134, and the arm holding it, snapped one after the other.

The dagger broke into several knots, and the fragments scattered in all directions, leaving three blood marks on his face.

The price was painful, but at this point, D-14134 felt that it was a great deal.

At least, fought for a few seconds......

At least, his life will last a while......

At least......

Standing in front of the altar, the Shadow Monster looked at D-14134, whose face was still grim, still grim, as he was tormented by severe pain and his face was distorted.

Resist, resist, resist! Resist! Resist! I have to die!!

After missing the blow, it was ready to continue to raise its hand and crush the half-dead bug.

At that moment, its body shook suddenly.

The black shadow suddenly felt the repulsion on its body disappear, and then an incomparably strong gravitational pull came, tearing at its body, trying to take it somewhere.

It lowered its head, stunned.

It no longer has any companions around it, and its original human form has changed.

It's time.

It doesn't stand a chance.

No!

I don't want to be in a cage again!

Lord, Lord, are you still watching me?

It struggled to retreat, but the attraction grew, sucking it up, stretching, stretching, dragging it straight to the cage of the heart.

In the last moments of its disappearance, it wanted to feel the Lord's mercy for the last time in its despair.

The Lord did not give it a response.

In the next second, the black shadow monster was also successfully imprisoned.

He couldn't bear the pain in his body anymore, and he rolled over and fell off the altar, his body curled up in a ball, and he fell into a coma.