In Nest City, Cyberspace actually has another na.
That is the [Tomb of the Death God].
The reason it's called this is because of Cyberspace's unique "rules" nature, which can cause even the Apprentice Death Gods to lose their advantage and beco as vulnerable as ordinary people.
It establishes a set of "rules" that those entering the space must abide by, and if breached, even Apprentice Death Gods will suffer.
In this system, the powerful abilities and physical skills of the Apprentice Death God beco difficult to utilize, having to rely on intellect and reasoning with mortals to resolve issues.
Under normal circumstances, Apprentice Death Gods have a significant advantage over Mutant Creatures, as most Death Gods can crush monsters of the sa level, often taking on many without falling behind.
But monsters possessing Cyberspace, well, that's another story.
If the rules are particularly tricky and challenging, they can bury heap upon heap of Apprentice Death Gods, filling the abyss with the corpses of the Extraordinary.
"If you say this is Cyberspace, I believe it, after all, it ets the definition of 'expanding out of thin air' and 'variable space'."
Yun You furrowed her brows slightly, saying in a deep voice: "But there is one problem."
"Normally speaking, if it truly is Cyberspace, I should have received its 'rules' the mont I stepped out the door."
"But I haven't received any information until now, and even my own electronic devices can't be used, which shouldn't be the case for Cyberspace."
Yun You's suspicion is not surprising.
The foundation of Cyberspace is rules, and its purpose of existence is for rules.
Its rules bind both the guests and the owner.
And broadcasting the rules to the guests is an iron law that Cyberspace must obey, no matter how bizarre and powerful the space itself is, it must achieve this point.
Yet Yun You didn't hear any rules.
[This is the key to my hypothesis]
Master Zero quietly explained.
[You know, what if the hallway's creator combined both Cyberspace and the Illusion Realm together?]
[For example, sneaking in Cyberspace while you were unaware, then, before the rules were broadcast, simultaneously deploying Illusion Technique, masking your hearing and sight, making you mistakenly think you didn't hear the rules]
[But in reality, the rules have long been broadcasted, it's just that we can't hear them]
[Although I can't find any case of such a combination in my mory, I think it exists, as Cyberspace is nearly omnipotent]
"Indeed makes sense."
Yun You nodded slightly, agreeing with this statent.
"So, what we need to do now is to first break the Illusion Realm?"
The little girl sighed helplessly: "This is a bit troubleso."
Previously, Yun You was able to break "its" Illusion Realm because she found "its" true body and dealt a heavy blow, causing the guy to bleed, forcibly ending the hallucination.
But now, the girl doesn't even know where the caster of the Illusion Realm is, having no clue on how to disrupt the Illusion Technique.
[Let's keep running forward, when soldiers arrive, we block with generals, when waters reach us, we cover with earth, by running we will eventually find an opportunity]
[And have you noticed, the hallway has begun to change again! Change represents life!]
Yun You nodded.
She indeed noticed the changes.
After running along a path for a full five minutes, the corridor seed to beco sowhat more spacious.
The couplets on both sides mostly turned festive red, written with blessings.
And underfoot, there were also a few pink petals, looking sowhat like "firecracker debris" blackened paper scraps.
"This is..."
Yun You casually picked up a petal, roughly inspecting it in her hand.
The petal felt very soft, with fine lint on it, and through the lighting, she could see the veins, indicating it wasn't a fake plastic flower.
The more she moved forward, the more petals there were, even to the point of being able to spread a "flower carpet".
"Why are there so many petals in the hallway?"
The little girl was sowhat confused.
While she was pondering, a sowhat piercing sound suddenly erged from the shadows at the front of the hallway.
They converged into a "music", gradually resounding throughout the entire corridor.
"Toot—"
The pitch of the sound was extrely high, and the tone quite sharp, yet not losing its ruggedness, making the whole tune beco lively and exuberant.
Yun You recognized the type of instrunt.
That thing, called a "suona", is an extrely ancient... even sowhat primitive instrunt.
People living in the Eastern Hemisphere sotis use it to play so ceremonial music.
Its appearance often signifies that so kind of significant ritual might be taking place here.
"Could it be..."
Yun You instinctively halted, staring intently down the hallway ahead.
She felt sothing was off.
The sound of the suona approached from afar, slowly growing louder.
And when its volu shifted from "piercing" to "noisy", a team dressed in peculiar attire erged from the shadows of the corridor.
This was a "wedding procession".
People in big red ancient ceremonial robes ford three teams, with the foremost carrying suonas, skipping and playing tunes while scattering red petals into the air; the middle team carried a large sedan chair, walking briskly, while the last team rode pretentious "white paper horses", strutting proudly.
They took up the entire hallway, leaving not the tiniest gap.
The whole procession appeared extrely festive, complented by the suona music, exuding an auspicious joyous atmosphere.
However, witnessing this scene, Yun You couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.
"Why is there a wedding procession in this eerie place?"
"And it's hosting a wedding with such ancient rituals..."
Indeed, although everything seed so joyful, Yun You only felt eerie, so eerie that it made her soles icy.
She didn't dare to overthink, quickly turning to run back.
Yun You decided to take another path, avoiding this "lively" wedding procession.
But just as she turned around, the sight before her left her frozen, her blood running cold.
Unbeknownst to her, behind her, a procession, likewise playing suonas and carrying items, slowly erged.
Yet this procession wore white robes, with mournful caps on their heads, holding morial tablets, and carrying a coffin blocking the path, coming from the other end of the hallway...
They were scattering paper money, sobbing quietly.
The pale paper money mingling with the jubilant petals ford an incredibly eerie image.
In front, a joyful wedding procession.
Behind, a mournful funeral procession.
And Yun You and Master Zero were caught in the middle, becoming the focal point of the rging of the two processions...
No way out, and no escape.
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