Communication with Erobaba was not hindered in any way. The element of fine gold is both passionate and organized, and has its own light source to explain the cause and effect. After fifteen turns of the gathering wheel, Ke Qier found that he had to agree with Yi Cha's conclusion.
"I can't believe Wei Xing Qi Mian is gone just like that." There's no point in being sad. But he was really sad. I could barely stand up straight. "What about the members of the Returned Star Council?"
"It is somewhat similar to passing a no-confidence motion." Erobaba said. "The Parliament has been dissolved. Four out of seven are missing. It will take some time for three out of seven to be considered missing."
"Isn't the resident on that face..."
"Some ran away - they were experts to begin with. Most of them didn't. Don't worry." Yi Cha said with narrowed eyes. "Collapse won't make them actually die. That would be much worse than dying."
Keqier was unwilling to remain silent, but seemed to have no choice. An oppressive silence seized him. Originally, he had another great impulse to tell Ichanessis about the vision that flashed across his body. But the feeling had subsided and was almost gone.
He said it anyway. Isaac said, "Oh."
"Oh." The devil repeated again, opening his eyes to a point that could be called "open", and then closed them. "There's still nothing we can do."
Ke Qier said nothing, then opened his eyes again when he saw Yi Cha. "unless……"
"Unless what?"
"It's just a theoretical possibility." The devil resumed his lazy attitude again. "If we could find a little more evidence. A decisive element that cannot be denied, evidence that links Nesis and Lanlewin's less-than-glorious secret... But we can't find it." He turned over. "Never mind."
"Don't count. Ah. Tell me. My friend. What evidence do you want?"
Gurgling. Makes a sound that sounds like drowsiness. Ke Qier leaned over and heard that those grunts actually formed a logical answer:
"Traceable evidence."
Keqier moved closer to catch the next sentence. "It can be reorganized and reproduced for everyone to use..."
"Brown beggar... gray dwarf?"
He got it. He understood a little bit, but he had to continue this little bit. The only weak hope was hidden in the mind of the reluctant, yawning demon. He didn't know how to divinely channel it out and keep it whole. "Evidence like a gut-lining creature? Find another guy like that..." He made a guess carefully, for fear of interrupting the devil's enthusiasm. "Then what? We find such a resurrected creature, and what do we do next?"
"Nothing. Can't be found."
Yi Cha turned over and his voice was almost inaudible. "Nesis will make sure we never find it again."
"Will not."
Keqier said. Then he thought about it carefully. There were originally countless such guys in Wei Xing Qi Mian. In that grand and irregular resurrection ceremony, countless such resurrected creatures were born. Stretching the intestines and lining may be a particularly critical one. But the other guys can't be too bad after all?
If one complex creature doesn't work, find ten, a hundred, or a million. Then gather them together, condense them, and extract what they want inside...?
A scary thought. terrible. The angelic nature clasps at the door of his heart. It was simply terrifying to him. But he doesn't want to go out just yet.
Well. They can't go back to Wei Xing Qi Nian now. But aren't there always some survivors? "expert". There may be qualified resurrectors among them. He hesitated whether he should bring up such uncertain things to Yi Cha.
Nesis will make sure we are never found again...
OMG.
Kezier noticed that dust had settled between the demon's scales and straightened up. Look around blankly.
Only Erobaba is still shining - the Adamantium Element has not interrupted for a long time, and it is obvious that he already thinks that it is difficult for him to contribute to those topics. it's dark. But he couldn't yet tell whether it was the darkness at night or the recent seasonal climate that had appeared in this land. The Gathering Wheel is no longer visible from this angle, but the location of the Fifth Mathematical Olympiad Academy can still be judged from the direction in which the clouds and mist are torn in the sky. The brand-new college, which lacks decoration and has a cold style, stands quietly, and the obscure light with almost no brightness slides on the smooth top of the tower.
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The exposed part of the Blood Mosquito Temple is ingenious and beautiful - as soon as Lanlewin arrived, it changed from a scary and empty dark place into a luxurious and elegant palace. Willy Shaw had been to various temples - gathering places of faith, mainly used for silence and eating, but this place still amazed him. Where can blood murals be maintained so well? From ceiling to floor. It's as warm as if an animal had just hit and died on it. The themes of those murals were also ones he had never seen outside of his own fantasies - the degenerate impurities of fantasy, sacred dung, the existential crisis of whipworms, the collective unconscious of amnesiac minds.
The occult scholar pretended to be familiar with it while scanning his eyes randomly, trying to remember everything he saw forever in his heart. He had half considered asking Dodie to help make this memory more permanent.
He looked back at the archlich. Dodi has remained silent since Ramlewin's arrival, seeming to think he has accomplished his mission. Just follow them lightly.
Willy Shaw gave up, turned his head, and continued to talk to Lan Lewin. Thinking about it carefully, it is indeed not necessary. In fact, his memory only needs to be kept until "Wei Xing Qi Mian Reissue·Fantastic Edition" is written.
No matter what, strategies still have to be adopted.
A great occult master who wishes to remain anonymous once solemnly stated in a book recording his words and deeds: A guest who pretends to show a persuasive contempt is best rewarded by a ostentatious display from the host. Willy Shaw did. Unexpectedly (to put it modestly, of course he had already thought of it and had always thought so) Lanlewin was very cooperative with his various requests and answered all the tricky questions he asked. Lanlewin also deliberately transformed into a noble and elegant human lady, and slowly led him. This is what he really didn't expect.
It's harmless. He was ecstatic about the whole process. till the end. Willy Xiao felt that it was almost done. He really can't come up with new ideas, nor can he find new ideas to challenge, to demand the integration of this legendary ancient logic. He had already conveyed the news that needed to be conveyed, so he planned to say goodbye.
"Fortunately, this is not a story." Willy Xiao showed a big smile and shook hands with the beautiful and graceful lady. "Otherwise I wouldn't have believed I could have left so safely."
"What should I say, Master Weili Xiao?" The beautiful and graceful lady smiled.
"There is always a twist in the story." Willy Xiao didn't mind staying a little longer, so he started telling it eloquently. "After such an unexpected good encounter, it must have been an attack, a tragedy, a terrible low point. Fortunately, I came not for the story this time, but for the truth..." He smiled. "Right? We're in the truth, not the story."
"I don't know. Master Willy Xiao. It's hard for me to distinguish these." Lan Lewin also smiled. "But you'll get out safely. I promise."
