Charles Kennedy stood in a wilderness of black and white, his surprised face suddenly blurred.
The facial features that had become like a mist reunited, forming a face with deep features.
This face did not last long and became a blur again...
In this black and white plain that means "forgetfulness", Kennedy's ever-changing face gradually turned into one expression——
His mouth was slightly open and his eyes were staring blankly into the distance. He seemed to have forgotten why he was here and who he was.
Looking at the towering figure that seemed to be far beyond the skyline, the former priest of Naia completely lost himself.
A huge reflection was reflected in his eyes, and his face was blurred again.
Step by step, he began to walk towards the faceless god that he could never reach...
Kennedy's face and body were shattered inch by inch in front of Sean.
Looking at the scene in front of them, Sean and Aaliyah both felt unbelievable.
Escaped?
Kennedy disappeared?
The nightmare...is over?
The dark cloud-like body gradually dissipated, and the faint light penetrated the sea water and fell on the buildings in the industrial area, seeming to soothe everyone's hearts.
The Dickinson brothers looked at each other amid the broken dark clouds, with complex and...relieved expressions on their faces.
No more dreams, no more variables - they really meet again.
"Let's go." Taking Aaliyah's little hand, Sean led the group forward.
At the exit of the industrial area, Daedalus Foundation personnel were busy transporting people who were injured while restraining Kennedy away from the area.
A lonely figure stood outside the crowd, watching everything quietly.
Holding Aaliyah Dickinson in hand, Sean walked up to Alicia Pompeo.
Turning the charming face at the corner of her eyes, Alicia had a rare smile on her face. She looked at Aaliyah: "What a beautiful girl - luckily she doesn't look like my brother."
Upon hearing the female chess player's joke, Sean's lips curled up slightly.
Miss Pompeii walked up to Aaliyah. Alicia, who was a head taller than the young poet, gently touched Aaliyah's head like an elegant cat, and then hugged her head affectionately, Bi Tong stared at Sean: "Sean - don't lose her again."
Sean breathed out: "Yeah. Alicia, thank you."
"Don't be in a hurry to say thank you." The female chess player said with narrowed eyes, "Our story is not over yet."
Staring at Alicia, she continued: "After finishing things in Ocean City, I will go to New York - I need you to take me to meet someone."
Sean nodded knowingly.
Alicia goes to meet her grandfather, Edgar Pompey, who lives deep in the old book cemetery.
Thinking of everything that happened outside the gate of R'lyeh, Sean took Alicia to an uninhabited corner alone and unfolded the ectoplasm barrier.
He did not retell the story between the Court of God and the Ring of Judas, but simply informed Alicia of Joseph Milton's plans and progress: "...I had no intention of interfering with their plans—I neither could nor There is no such need, I just want to take Aaliya out of here as soon as possible.
"Depending on their progress, there may still be more than ten hours before they can successfully merge the dreams...
"At that time, the man named Milton will have an evil god as his weapon..."
Sean stared into Alicia's eyes: "I don't know what will happen after that.
“Will Kluwetan harvest all the souls in Ocean City?
“If the Divine Court learns what happened here, will it directly use Keen’s power to destroy this place?
“No matter what, there’s going to be drastic changes in Ocean City…
"Maybe you should lead the people of Daedalus out of here."
After listening to what Sean said, the female chess player fell silent.
In fact, compared to Sean, Alicia Pompeo knew about the existence of Joseph Milton before - as an acquaintance who once rebelled against the Holy Court, he had his own plans in Ocean City and had a relationship with the Foundation. A non-interference agreement...
However, Alicia had just learned about Lalye and the Son of Dream.
She thought seriously for a while and said, "Thank you for letting me know, Sean.
“This information is very important to me.
"Your concerns are justified.
"However, the extreme situation you mentioned may not occur in a short period of time..."
On the one hand, Kluwetan, who has just recovered, still needs to rely on the power of faith. With Milton's human reason existing within his will, it is even more impossible to "massacre the city" directly after recovery.
What is more likely is that Kluwetan will use the "Utopia" and the "modern gods" that have been successfully corrupted to fight for faith...
After all, the war between gods is ultimately a war over the number of believers.
On the other hand, after Kluwetan's resurrection, his true form will no longer exist in "R'lyeh" where he is hiding.
The existence of gods is beyond ordinary concepts.
Imagining it as a huge aquatic creature living in the trench is not consistent with the actual situation.
To put it simply, the resurrected Kluwetan will not "exist" in any specific place.
Therefore, even if the Holy Court already knows what Judas Ring has done, they will not send submarine troops to destroy the entire Ocean City - that would be like sinking an empty ship that the enemy has left, and it is meaningless.
It's not that Sean can't understand, it's just that now he cares more about Alicia.
"Sean, I'll play it by ear." Alicia had a charming smile on her face. She was obviously a little happy that Sean would worry about her. "I will protect my people - Milton and the others." I’m not interested in the conflicts within the Divine Court either.”
After removing the barrier and returning to the crowd, Sean looked at the ancient man not far away - Wright Flamel.
He was not injured, nor was he affected by the Forgotten Flash, and was helping Foundation personnel at the scene to evacuate the wounded.
"So, after arranging the foundation's affairs, you will leave here with Wright?"
Alicia nodded. She looked at Wright with a firm look in her eyes: "Yes. No matter what, I will fulfill my promise - I will definitely take him to find the way to leave this world." method.
"A soul that has been detained in this world for too long..." Sean sighed slightly.
"He's more pathetic than all of us."
Flamel, as the philosopher's stone, didn't know that someone was talking about him at this moment.
He concentrated on his work, only worrying about the suffering of others, temporarily forgetting the loneliness that had lasted for hundreds of years.
