Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

Chapter 433: Dissociative Disorder, Control of the Body, Arkham Split in Two

The tailgate of the train and the blonde girl on it had turned into a distant black dot and disappeared from Alan's eyes.

His mentality became increasingly peaceful uncontrollably, and he was inextricably moving towards his own 'end'.

But Allen's intuition told him.
Not right.

Those passing train windows.
The faces of familiar people and strangers flash by.
Those unreachable fleeting glimpses from the depths of memory.
It doesn't look like a train passing by at all.
Rather like.
A revolving lantern of memories is spinning before my eyes.

Memory revolving lantern? ?

This kind of thing seems to have a corresponding explanation in the books I read in the past. I seem to have specifically looked up this concept.
What was it and why did you check it?

Before his thoughts became clear, the clear voice of a child beside him pulled him out of his thoughts.

He said: "Although this blue-eyed ant is very beautiful, an ant is still an ant and it crushed her to death."

Alan lowered his head subconsciously when he heard this.

Then he saw the blue-eyed 'ant'.

She does have beautiful blue eyes.

Like a deep pool of water, it attracted his attention.

Seaweed-like hair fluttered in the air, flying past the tear-filled face.

Little Alan's feet did not fall down as he said, but just hung in the air, glancing at him with sidelong eyes.

"Do you think I stepped on you or not? Although you never complained about me arranging things for you, I know you were always dissatisfied in your heart.

Look, I’m asking for your opinion this time.”

Alan was stunned when he heard this, and at that moment, he didn't even have time to wonder why the other party said that.

Memories from deep within my mind came flooding back to me along with little Alan's words.

He remembered.

——A revolving lantern of memories.

The essential principle is close to 'dissociative disorder'.

In simple terms, split personality.

It is a self-defense mechanism of the body. Usually when humans encounter something that threatens their life safety, the brain forcibly pulls itself out of the current state and looks at "itself" from a third-party perspective.

The purpose is to preserve the body at the expense of consciousness when the body is in an extremely life-threatening situation.

Your brain will kindly deceive you into thinking that you are not the one in danger.

Do not be afraid.

It will pass. It will pass.
Everything is good and the future is promising.

The next moment, he had a severe headache. Alan groaned, his thoughts still racing.

A life-threatening situation? But why am I here, seeing a revolving lantern?
And how come among this revolving lantern, there is Elinalize, whom Laplace has only met?
Me and Laplace.
Why are we sharing memories!?
What exactly is going on! ?
"look."

A childish voice came out of little Alan's mouth, and he reached out and poked Alan's arm.

"She spoke."

Alan lowered his head in pain, and within his sight, his younger self was slowly stepping down.

The beautiful 'ant' really spoke.

There were visible traces of tears on her adorable face.

"Wake up!"

Whispering softly, like crying and complaining.

Suddenly, Alan was awakened!
He finally recognized it.

Where is this ant?

This is Lokishi!!

Why am I here??
I should be in Arkham!
Dolphy! Laplace! Man-god!

Fighting God Armor!!!
-

call!!!!!!

Alan opened his eyes with a sharp gasp! His wandering thoughts seemed to have surfaced from the depths of the ocean thousands of meters deep!

The riverbank under the setting sun instantly appeared in his sight, and the tragic scene outside the gate of Arkham was clearly reflected in his black pupils:
Broken body parts, sticky sea of ​​blood, charred reefs.

The burning "deep sea"!
A figure was hung in front of him, with his throat grasped by an arm covered with armor.

The blue hair was stained with blood, the pale face was full of fear, the dark blue eyes were filled with tears, and the arms were tightly hugged around the arm armor covered with a golden glow that was like breathing.
That's my own hand.

Even though she was almost unable to breathe, she still kept calling herself in a weak voice.

"Alan, Alan, wake up quickly. The Fighting God Armor is alive and it will corrode people's will. Wake up quickly, Alan."

Alan was startled and quickly let go, subconsciously wanting to hug Lokixi.

But at this moment, a strong will surged in his brain.

It, the God of War Armor, was the will that was split after Laplace learned the innate ability of the sea race. It kept shouting in his mind! Shouting! Ordering!

"Ant! Kill her! Kill her! Just like you killed those sea creatures just now! Kill her! Alan Boreas Greyrat!"

After he finished speaking, Alan's pupils constricted.

next moment.

The world was spinning, his clear vision suddenly changed, and Laplace's will immediately took away control of Allen's body.

Alan himself felt his feet stumble and he quickly stood firm.

But he was shocked to find himself back to the bottom of the deep sea of ​​consciousness again.

Beside the river beach under the setting sun, there is a welfare home covered with the sunset glow.

distance.

The shadow of Aishan is deep and dark, with layers of mist floating in the mountains and bursts of bird calls gradually fading away.

A piece of peace.

Beside me, little Alan, who had sat down on the riverbank again without knowing when, took out a copy of "24 Billy" from the grass beside him and was about to read it in the light of the setting sun, suddenly frowned.

He slowly turned his head and looked at the white-haired Alan.

"Ok?"

-

Beyond the sea of ​​consciousness.

With a thud, Luo Qixi fell down in the ruins of blood and fire. Melna, who was covered in blood, hurriedly helped her up and was about to drag her away.

"Go away, Madam! Don't do this."

Lokixi ignored her completely, jumped up on the spot, and barely managed to slap Alan in the face who suddenly returned to silence!

A bloody hand print was left on the golden visor of the fighting god armor.

The latter slowly turned his head and looked at Luo Qixi.

Luo Qixi clearly felt that Alan had returned, and was very excited at this moment, shouting loudly:

"Alan! Wake up! Alan! Don't be controlled by the Fighting God Armor!"

The white-haired man with a mask on his face, whose expression could not be seen at all, was looking at Luo Qixi.

The next moment, he moved.

Hold your right hand horizontally and raise it slowly.

Under the horrified gazes of Melna and Loki, he aimed at the two of them.

So said: "Ant."

Familiar voice, unfamiliar tone.

The light sprouted from the armor, and the brilliant golden glow bloomed from the armor like the scorching sun at noon.

"Be careful!!"

With a bang, Cole, who came rushing over, swung his broken fish tail and blew the two men away.

The next moment, the blazing magic sword energy evaporated the air where Cole was, and with a whoosh, it moved three meters away from the crowd, surging against the wind, turning into a sword energy of dozens of meters, tearing a huge hole in the battle formation of the soldiers who were waiting in full battle array in the distance.

It disappeared into the sky in an instant, leaving behind only the scorched black sea of ​​​​source and a pile of black corpses.

'Alan' ignored Cole who was twisting in pain on the ground, but turned around and looked at Lokisi and Melna again.

-

In the deep sea of ​​consciousness.

The light and shadow of the surrounding welfare house exploded into pieces with a bang! Yu Allen's body spun wildly!

The memory fragments of a lifetime are like a sea tornado in a storm, destroying the orphanage in the deep sea of ​​the subconscious, forming a huge vortex composed of memory fragments!

The anger of White-haired Allen has pushed the desire of the Sword God to the peak, and the flame is burning in his chest!
The surrounding scene kept changing, but Alan could not resurface from the depths of the ocean of consciousness.

Beside him, the fire of "desire" was blazing, setting the entire body of the young Allen on fire, but he did not shatter like the fragments of consciousness around him. He just tilted his head and looked at "himself" who was fighting for consciousness with Laplace.

"If you continue like this, you're going to die."

Alan, knowing that this was just a projection of his consciousness, ignored him and just kept driving the Sword God Flow's 'Desire' in an attempt to regain control of his body.

But the more he stimulated his desire, the more he felt that he was in a gradually tightening "cage".

I can hardly breathe.

A thought flashes in my mind, and blessings come to my heart:
——While he was struggling to survive, Laplace was also struggling to destroy his own consciousness.

The 'tug of war' is coming to an end.

The one who fails will be yourself!

And what will happen after this? Will he wear the Battle God Armor and rush through the "Abyss Sea"? And then follow his remaining obsession to find Orsted?
In the end, a fight broke out after the other party noticed the clues? In the end, he was forced to draw his magic sword and kill himself?
So, up to now, I am the one personally chosen by the God of Man to consume the magic power of Orsted in this life? ?

Is that so?

This was his ultimate move after his plan to kill Lokisi in the maze failed? ?

"Damn it!! Damn it!! Damn it!! Laplace!! Human-god!!"

Allen roared at the top of his lungs, still unwilling to give up, but at the same time he actually felt his 'desire' being gradually suppressed.
It became as peaceful as the evening at the welfare home just now.

The distant birdsong in the sky returned, and the shattered memory fragments around me quickly reassembled.

In a flash, I saw the familiar river beach at the backyard of the welfare home.

Alan was filled with despair.

But at this moment.
With a snap, the sound of the book closing and the childish voice entered his ears.

"Ai Qiu is already dead. If you die again, it will really be my turn to take the blame."

Alan turned around in surprise.

In his sight, little Alan brushed off the grass debris on his body, put his book on the lawn beside him, stood up and looked down at him.

"Everything outside belongs to you, but not to me. What's the point of asking me to bear it?"

As he spoke, he reached out and gently pressed his hand on Alan's arm.

One push.

"Go away, and don't come back to let me see you again, Ai Hao."

Pfft!
Alan suddenly fell into an ocean filled with countless lights and shadows!
He felt his thoughts were hazy, memories were stirring up a storm in his mind, but his body was floating up quickly like a balloon.

All the communication with little Allen just now was like bubbles, quickly dissipating in my memory.

No trace could be found anymore.

Then, a rush of ripples and colors hit him.

Alan dived out of the water!
The flickering flames flicker on the surface of the eyeballs!
The smell of burnt protein lingers before your nostrils!

Roxy and Melna looked at him with despair in their eyes!

Alan suddenly retracted his hand and pressed down the visor on his face!

Almost at the same time, the sensory flow was running wildly, and he was fully aware of the current condition of his body.

The explosive flow of magic power and the abnormally active Dragon Saint fighting spirit in the body filled the body.

Has fully recovered.

He finally woke up.

"Fighting God Armor! Get off me!!"

The Dragon Saint's fighting spirit wrapped around his fingers and clung to his visor, producing a continuous, teeth-grinding crunching sound.

Suddenly, Laplace, who was created from the sea of ​​consciousness by Allen, realized that the erosion had failed, and decisively gave up the erosion to preserve the integrity of the armor.

There was a crisp cracking sound.

A crack appeared on the back of Allen's helmet.

And this sound seemed to turn on a switch, sweeping from the middle of the back of the head all the way down along the spine.

Crackling, crackling, the entire back of the armor broke apart like running water.

Alan grabbed the Fighting God Armor from in front of him and smashed it into the ruins beside him with a thud.

He gasped for air, his body temperature scorching Doffy's blood that had been stuck to his body after the previous killing, and it dripped onto the ground along with the sweat all over his body.

Then, Luo Qixi's petite figure crashed into his arms.

Alan panted and smiled with lingering fear.

He hugged the figure in his arms tightly.

Behind them.

A huge charred crack that runs through the entire city of Arkham spreads from the distant palace and splits the mountain-like city wall.

Stopped on Allen's heels.

"Fighting God" Allen just swung out with his 'Light Sword'.

Then the entire Arkham was cut in half.

-

Half an hour later.

In front of the palace altar.

Alan looked at the transfer magic circle and the palace that had become ruins, felt the surging magic power and physical strength in his body, and was speechless for a long time.

Along the way, he had learned from Roxy and Melna what had happened after he lost his memory.

According to them, they first saw a huge sword energy bursting out from Arkham and rising into the air, and then they realized that something was wrong.

The sea creatures were also frightened like frightened birds, and they immediately formed a military formation and were ready to go.

Not long after that, the city gate was cracked open.

He vaporized the "Doffy Guards" that were closest to him and tried to attack him with one sword.

Then he grabbed Luo Qixi and was about to kill her.

What followed was the terrifying scene just now.

Fortunately, I struggled out of the deep sea of ​​consciousness in time.
Thanks to Luo Qixi's call.
At this moment, the body temperature of Loki in his hand seeped into his body through the sticky blood.

Very warm.

He seemed to sense something and turned his head to look to his side.

Luo Qixi turned her head suddenly, her hair fluttering on her cheeks, just like the moment when she watched the fireworks in Buena Village.

Then, the young teacher realized that there was no such thing as "peeking". He blinked, turned around and looked at Alan.

In my eyes, the dark blue sea surface is rippling with waves.

Alan looked at this scene, and it seemed as if he had just seen a similar look from someone in the depths of his consciousness.

However, no corresponding impression came to mind.

All he had was the memory of himself struggling to surface in the turbulent sea of ​​consciousness, listening to Roxy's call.

The existence of 'Little Allen' in his brain was like a bubble on the blue waves in Loki's eyes.

Encountering the sunshine outside.

In an instant, it disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)