Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 76 Indirect Means, Direct Means

Very sudden jump up, no warning before this observation.

When he fully woke up, Kraft found that his hand had been pressed on the small prism in the sleeve, subconsciously preparing to adjust the depth of observation.

The naturalness of this movement is like getting closer when the vision is blurred, and let yourself see clearly by pulling in the distance.The moment before he was about to dive, he realized that his actions were different and disconnected his spiritual senses.

【when? 】

When did I start to get so used to touching the deep layer?It's only been half a month, and it has progressed to the point where I instinctively want to dive down and use my spiritual senses to "look closely", as easily as stepping into a room door.

Kraft pulled out the prism from his sleeve, put it on the grid point diagram, and distanced himself from it.Now is not the time to dive recklessly.

The sudden deep changes in the mental body are most likely caused by something moving below.The experience of being in the salt tide area during the day is still vivid in my mind. Apart from not being able to enter the real world directly, its depth control far exceeds that of Kraft, an acquired user.

At this time, approaching the deep layer means being clearly exposed in its field of vision, confronting something that has the ability to drag people to the deep layer in what it is best at, even if it falls out of control, it may not have a chance to ignite.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry."

A new candle is lit, and the observation interval resets once per candle.Even if the speed is doubled, Kupra will not be able to go down so quickly. He needs time to understand its mode of action.

Kraft stared at the candlelight, the flame flickered, dripping wax slid down the body of the candle, dragging out long strips of solidified wax traces that solidified step by step.

He frequently looked at Kupp, who was breathing calmly and his chest rising and falling slowly, exactly the same as before.The tedious waiting to realize what was happening became anxious, and not being able to see the process of change was particularly tormenting.

Through the simple fading comparison data, you know that it is coming, approaching here, and pulling the human spirit body down for a while in a unique way.

Anxiety and fear make people want to activate the mental vision senses, observe the changes of Kupu's mental body non-stop, and use the only feasible indirect method to understand its movements, but reason clearly points out that this measure is absolutely impossible.

The price of conforming to the emotional impulse for a while will be the complete loss of vision, the ability to monitor its actions and the means of coping with it in the next half.

Kraft felt that Kupp was trapped in an iron coffin submarine that was sinking in the deep sea. Unknown creatures were wandering outside, agitating the current from time to time, speeding him up to the deep abyss.

And my own eyes can only stare at a failure gauge that shows the depth intermittently. After comparing the data of the two sudden drops, I know it is coming. Look at each other.

He hallucinated the sound of water outside the window, and it disappeared in an instant. Under the psychological effect, he couldn't tell whether he was in the deep layer or the present world, but it must be hiding in the deep layer, where the tide pouring into the city was swimming past.

Invisible influences act on the connected spirit body, accelerating the sinking.There is no way of knowing how it does it. While possessing this ability, it can also affect the depth of others.

If he was hit by it during the descent, Kraft could predict the end, lose control of the descent, fall to the deep layer, and be surprised before he adapted.

After a long candle time passed, the spiritual senses were turned on, eagerly inspecting the degree of fading of the spiritual body, which was slightly above the level of one grid.

The fading speed of one standard unit in about 15 minutes on average is about the same as before, a little faster.Since only two points have been taken since the rise, it is not very sure.

The sudden increase in data was confirmed, and Kraft was relieved. Half the night passed, and it was not too dangerous at this speed.

The thing to worry about is the current physical condition. The throbbing pain on the cranial side is aggravated, suggesting that after frequent activation of the spiritual senses, there is insufficient rest. It feels that the internal tissue is expanding and squeezing the outer shell, and the tightly bonded cranial sutures must be pushed out.

This is an illusion. The symptoms of increased intracranial pressure should be manifested as blurred vision and vomiting in addition to headaches. He has not yet reached this point. He can hold another observation with a single candle interval, and he will have to lengthen the interval in the future. .

"One more time..." The flames lit up again, and Kraft leaned back in the chair, emptying his mind and seizing the precious rest time.

The speed of burning is too slow when I think it is fast, and it feels too fast when I think it is slow. The accumulated pain has not been reduced much, and it is time to measure again.The spiritual senses scanned Kupu to obtain a new change value.

[three quarters]

"Huh?" With the knuckles of his middle finger against his temple, Kraft reluctantly drew a new point, and the progress slowed down, "What's the point this time?"

Wait for the two candles to burn out, and the measured rate returns to the previous level of flatness.Contrary to imagination, the speed at which Coop's mental body dived indicated that the creature that was dragging him did not continue to act.

Stayed around for a while, then left?
The second round of testing continued to maintain a steady pace, and the double rest time gave Kraft a chance to recover some of his energy. He had a hunch that this would not be the end, and the intermittent naps were like the prelude to the crest.

【three cells】

"Hiss..." Kraft took a deep breath, partly because of the recurrence of the headache, and partly because of the drastic change in numbers.The dotted line formed by the columns of dots turned at a steep angle and went straight to Forty.

There was a light sound from the window, the hand pressed the hilt of the sword, and the blade was unsheathed a few inches, the sound of thick and long breathing, and then it was found that it was just the sea breeze blowing, gently pushing the loosely fitted window panels.

Rationality repeatedly told him that he was in this world, while sensibility returned to the deep tide, imagining the possibility of wet limbs slapping the window lattice irresistibly.It's getting closer at a deep level, closer than last time.

But what did it do before?What happened in the intermission?
Kraft got up and paced, his regular steps calmed his inner discomfort a little, and the development process of the matter was not as expected.

[two grids]

After the sinking peak, the speed slowed down not so unexpectedly.He began to rethink what these two peaks meant.

In the earliest prediction, that thing would keep pulling Kupp to go deeper, just like pulling himself down, but in fact this process was intermittent.

Even if the depth of the spiritual body has broken through forty, which is not far from the critical point, the sinking speed still slows down again, and there is no intention of going deep in one go, so it can't be that it doesn't want to, right?
That is to say, there is a limit to this ability, no matter what it is, the intermission period is the gap left.There was at least three candles between the two accelerations, about 45 minutes.

"It's interesting." Kraft cut out the time on the paper, lit a candle and waited for the next monitoring.

This time he simply rested for three full candles, and when the last one burned out, he monitored the depth, and the gentle sinking speed met expectations.

Followed by two consecutive monitorings within a single candle, the sudden rise was caught.When the second half of the stick is burned, the depth increase rate begins to change, and it can be noticed that the depth is one third more than the first half.

After two candles, Kupp's mental body was completely dragged to the critical point, and the severe faded feeling was close to the same as Kraft's deep-seated vision.

That bleak discoloration spreads outward from the spiritual body, envelops the entire physical body, and spreads to the periphery. It is similar to the poor man who was petrified by the snake girl's gaze in mythology, losing the color representing the secular elements.

After diving to a certain depth, the spiritual body becomes the medium for the deep reaction to the present world.In the spiritual vision, the colors around Cooper are like sand in an hourglass, falling into the void and disappearing. It is hard to tell whether it is the world or the deep.

It is as if a thumbtack temporarily nails the two layers of the present world and the deep layer together, opening up the two layers, and overlapping in a small range.

The fading was progressing with difficulty, slowly and firmly. Kraft did not close his spiritual senses, but glanced at the candle. There was not much time left for this accelerated sinking. If it was going to make a difference, it would be here.

Grab the prism on the table and secure it into the sleeve.His memory is too good to forget all the promises made a few hours ago.If he was going to do something, it was here.

During the difficult progress, the degree of fading jumped a little forward without warning, just like the exhausted person dragging hard for the last time, this relatively insignificant little bit makes the spiritual body really cross the threshold and reach a deep level.

The fading blooms from the spiritual body, wrapping the surroundings instantaneously. The spatially consistent deep layer and the present world are chaotically overlapped and intertwined. The feeling of confusion and distortion is fleeting, as if a replacement has occurred.

The two are reversed, with the spiritual body as the center, the secular one falls into the deep, and the deep perfectly replaces the secular, and this small area is replaced by the corresponding, visually identical deep.

Without the spiritual body as a medium, the connection is broken, the faded part is assimilated by the world, filled with full "color", nothing seems to happen, except for the fact that Coop has been dragged into the deep.

【The spiritual body is the bridge】

Kraft has no time to feel that his understanding of entering the deep mechanism has deepened. He knows that the waiting opportunity has arrived.Hold the prism tightly, sinking steadily under the guidance of the spirit, the world is dim, and the atmosphere is surging.

The fuzzy, wriggling figure, as the depth approached, precipitated within the sensing range, and floated up in the deep water waves, it noticed the uninvited guest who was passing through the layer.

The depth it is in changes at the moment of mutual confirmation, but it stops abruptly, retreating back to the deep layer unwillingly and screaming silently.

The roar turned into an invisible ripple-like vibration that spread out, sweeping across the entire mental field of vision, very similar to the deep vibration Kraft felt when he approached the small prism for the first time, but the amplitude was much smaller.

The depth oscillates back and forth uncontrollably, the prism in the hand resonates and vibrates, and the random and chaotic changes in color make the thinking cloudy and the consciousness fluctuate, almost losing control of the depth and falling straight down.

The guess is correct, its ability was temporarily exhausted in the dragging of Kupp, this was the last weakened blow it could make, and it was temporarily unable to initiate any impact from the depth level, and instead changed the spatial position from waving its arms and legs .

Kraft, who had resisted the vibration in a thrilling manner, adjusted his speed, and when he reached the deep layer smoothly, a message came from his spiritual senses that a huge software body was climbing on the outer wall. Koop's face.

The light tumors and vocal cords follow the arms and legs out of the water, and the human skeleton and muscle support in the spiritual vision drive them upward, as if the corpses of the drowned melted in the water and reassembled, trying to crawl back to the world.

Its prey heard a frightening voice in its sleep, and its facial expression was distorted, but it still couldn't get rid of the solid dream cage illuminated by white light.

In desperation, I had no choice but to light the brazier first, fetch the torch to light it up, and hold it in my hand.After several depletions, there was not much time for the mental senses to support, but he didn't have the chance to disconnect first and the side effects passed.

The penetrating vision brought by the spiritual senses saved Coop's life. Kraft judged that there were still a few seconds before it rushed to the window. Drag to the other side.

The deafening roar reached its peak when Coop was dragged out of the bed, all arms and legs were pulled out of the water, and the sounding branches were attached to the outer wall to sing jaggedly.

The unprecedented sound played out the anger and resentment towards such a fragile and small thing that dared to damage its body, conveying negative emotions that reached directly to the mind.The guy who escaped from it by chance now dares to stop its prey, which is simply unreasonable.

The terrifying sound frightened the mind, making the experienced Kraft dizzy, and also awakened the dragged Kupp.

He opened his eyes, woke up from the absurd nightmare given by his brain, and faced another more real nightmare of unconsciousness.

The window exploded, the creeping glare of the light source and layers of human-like and non-human screams poured into the room, the vision and hearing were filled with saturated stimulation, and there was information that had never been experienced before, containing undisguised malice, and the will was like a giant. The broken planks in the waves were beaten and torn.

It was an evil that priests and bishops could not imagine or describe in their entire lives, and a deep fear that could not be compared even to the molten iron falling into hell or the minions of evil spirits.

How can the horrible and profane existence that really exists, whose appearance can destroy the will of mankind, survive and be written into the classics?
It squeezed into the room from the window and hit the floor, giving off a viscous and heavy echo, like twisting clusters of maggots, and elongated dense objects like sea snakes appeared in the light, growing on wriggling, glowing giant arms and legs, scratching nothingness and the mind of the witness.Some other faint voice was drowned out by another roar.

He waved his hands and feet blindly and struggled helplessly, like a mackerel bouncing on a chopping board, instinctively wanting to escape, and his confused consciousness instructed his disobedient muscles to turn these commands into ridiculous twitches.

In the loosened palm, a crooked silver coin with a melting pattern fell and rolled into the shadows.

But he was indeed retreating, and a force as steady as cast iron grabbed his right hand and moved away from the source of terror, like a hard rock in a roaring wave.

In the sidelight, the black cuffs could not stop trembling, and the power from above was not reduced by half.

A flaming torch was thrown from behind, over the shoulder, flew across the bed, and plunged headlong into that indescribable "thing".

The blazing flame exploded, turning it into a large fireball, burning, roaring, and dancing arms and legs trying to grab everything that could touch it, and all the wooden beds and chairs within the range were involved in this grand combustion.

He watched those twisted, wriggling things writhing and deforming in the flames, mentally drained from the overstimulation, and fortunately lost consciousness, slipping into a dark and peaceful coma, free from further torment.

(End of this chapter)