Pompeii staggered forward.
"Grandpa!" Alicia nervously tried to hold him, but was stopped by Sean.
The female chess player looked at her companions.
Sean pursed his lips, closed his eyes and shook his head.
His meaning is obvious: let the old man act according to his own wishes...
There are some things that cannot be interfered with.
Alicia Pompeo covered her mouth with her hands, stifling her sobs.
Pompeii reached the end of the room, facing a black nothingness.
He muttered something in his mouth, as if he was talking to something invisible.
Edvar slowly raised the lantern in his hand, and his face was illuminated by warm light...
It can be seen that his eyes are also stained with some green fluorescence.
As if he was finally freed from the great pain, Pompeii had a relaxed expression on his face.
Then, he held the body of the oil lamp with both hands, and the hot glass wall instantly burned white smoke in his palms.
As if he knew what Pompeii was going to do, the green tumor on his left collarbone suddenly began to pulsate, visibly beating under his shabby robe.
"Give up the struggle..." The double pain caused sweat to break out on the old man's forehead, "Our end is now, right here..."
Then, the flame of the Lamp of Truth seeped into Pompey's hands, and the fire spots flowed upward along his blood vessels...
The flame of reason purified the power belonging to the evil god in his body.
Feeling the intense burning, the parasites in Pompeii's body began to run rampant.
It was beating wildly, trying to forcefully break away from Pompeii's body when it was still immature. The huge impact made the old man's head tilt to the side, and his limbs seemed to have changed owners and kept twitching.
Alicia burst into tears and wanted to rush forward, but Sean hugged the female chess player tightly: "Don't go there!"
In order to prevent her from seeing the cruel scene, Sean pressed the female chess player's head to his chest.
He heard Alicia burst into tears in his arms.
The river of flames had flowed to Edvar's upper body, and the old man had an expression of extreme pain on his face.
Finally, the epiphany scholar who was gestating himself in Pompeii's body rushed out of its womb...
Accompanied by a disgusting and greasy sound, it seemed like the brains of some giant object were rising into the sky. In contrast, a gorgeous green aurora bloomed, illuminating the ground.
The epiphany scholar, or Kluwetan's human fetus, is like a disgusting cloud, twisting in the air...
However, its escape was meaningless.
The flame of reason burned along Pompeii's body to the body of the enlightened scholar.
The fire is fueled by crazy things. Once it is contaminated by evil things, it is like fire meeting dry grass. The flames instantly devour the brain tissue twisting in the air.
Pompeii's body also seemed to have become a fire, burning huge things in the sky.
The terrifying noise made by the monster even drowned out Alicia's cries.
Sean, who accidentally saw this scene, suddenly saw a scene after another with the fire of rationality burning...
He saw extremely terrifying things appearing on the bustling streets.
People who originally lived peacefully had their illusion of peace finally shattered and began to flee in panic.
He saw cities turned into dead cities, and in the night sky above him, the "harvested" souls gathered into the "Galaxy", flowing into the void...
He saw abandoned cities, rusted cars, neon lights that would never light up again.
In that lifeless world, there were still people who survived - those who were strong and had enough resources to survive.
However, they no longer dare to stare at the sky, so they can only survive by hiding underground...
As the flames disappeared, so did the image.
"What did I see?" Sean looked shocked, "Some kind of future?
"The soul of the entire era has been harvested by something..."
"Is the future of mankind...so miserable?!"
Before he could continue thinking, he noticed that the woman in his arms seemed to have fallen softly.
Sean had no choice but to squat down and support Alicia, who was already losing strength.
"Is it over?" she gasped, her voice regaining its composure.
The epiphany scholar had been burned to ashes, and Pompey fell to the ground.
Sean nodded and followed Alicia to the old man's side.
The female chess player sat on the ground and helped Edvar's still hot body: "Grandpa..."
Pompeii's breath was weak, and his eyes were distracted. He seemed to see Alicia's face, and his eyes focused again: "Aly...
"Grandpa feels very sorry...for not giving you a good father and a happy childhood..."
Alicia recalled a scene in the study where she sat on her grandfather's lap and listened to him tell stories.
The female chess player shook her head desperately.
Edvar's face turned to Sean: "Xiao... you are a member of the reading club, take care of Alicia..."
Sean, who was squatting on the side, clenched his teeth tightly and nodded vigorously.
"after……
"No matter what happens, if you feel powerless, then, save yourself first..."
Sean suddenly realized that the scene he saw in the light of reason had already been seen by the old man Pompeii.
That does seem to be some kind of future...
What Pompei means is that if they are facing an existence that they cannot fight against, then it is enough to survive.
After exhaling with difficulty, Edvar actually laughed.
With his eyes full of happiness and innocence, he looked at Alicia longingly and smiled with wrinkles on his face: "Little Ali... you are back...
"Grandpa...tell you a story..."
The light faded in the cloudy eyes.
The soul left, and the body that had experienced the fire of reason could no longer maintain itself and began to disintegrate inch by inch.
On the other hand, the lamp of truth has also run out of oil, lost all its power, and turned into an ordinary oil lamp...
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It took a long time for Alicia to regain her composure.
When she took the urn collected by Sean, she had already regained her composure.
Without the light of reason, this place has become extremely dark and desolate.
By the light of the flashlight, the two began to leave the old book cemetery.
Along the way, they supported each other without saying a word.
On Silent Street, Sean sends Alicia to Wright's side.
The voice under the silver fox mask regained its coldness, making Sean almost forget about the girl crying underground.
"Thank you, Sean.
"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to bear that situation... I don't know what I would have done, something that would lead to a horrific outcome."
Due to her dangerous status, Alicia cannot stay in one place for long, and now it's obviously time to leave again.
"Where will you go next?" Sean asked.
Putting on the coat that Wright handed over, Alicia replied: "I will take my grandfather's ashes back to my hometown first, and then I will go to South Delzhou... there are some clues there."
While speaking, the female chess player glanced at Wright Flamel beside her.
The ancient magician had his hands behind his back and a calm expression on his face, as if he was ready to accept any kind of future.
Obviously, next they will embark on a journey to free Wright.
"Then, I wish you good luck." Sean stretched out his hand and shook hands with Wright and Alicia respectively.
"Keep in touch." Sean raised his finger with the knight's ring.
He did not expect that the meeting would be in such a hurry, nor would he expect that the meeting between grandparents and grandchildren would end like this...
Both of them felt a little heavy in their hearts.
When Alicia held Sean's hand, the New York Times reporter felt that her palm was a little warmer than before.
Turning around, the white trench coat was slightly rolled up. Silver Fox turned his head, his red hair flowing, leaving a profile:
"See you."
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On the way back, Sean had many thoughts.
The tragic scene before Pompeii's death kept flashing in his mind.
Then there’s the journey Alicia and Wright are about to embark on.
However, what made him unable to let go the most was the bleak future he saw in the flames.
"All the doctrines of divination and premonition illustrate that the future is not set in stone."
Even though he saw that scene, Sean didn't regard it as something that would inevitably happen.
“But that sight must symbolize something.
"Combined with their doubts about the identity of the true god of the Salvation Church..."
Sean walked through the crowd like a ghostly shadow, and the people around him passed by without even realizing it.
"The future is not very optimistic."
Sean's cheeks puffed up slightly.
Sean, who was already worried about the conflict between Kluwetan and Keane, now has his worries surfaced: "Now it seems that the human world is facing a huge threat and suffering a devastating blow, which is a high probability event...
"I can no longer enjoy myself as I did before."
If there was just a slight uneasiness before, which made Sean want to accumulate strength and cope with the possible crisis...
So now, he has made it clear - he must become stronger, and he must be strong enough that his "big ship" will not sink to the bottom of the sea in the "storm" of the times...
"Before that turbulent era comes, I must reach Ace level or above."
He didn't think weak people could survive. But the Joker class is rare.
"And if I want to have super-Ace-level specifications, I must have strong financial resources and influence."
His strong financial resources ensured that he could afford the extremely expensive mystical inheritance, as well as the spiritual practice of the solar disk.
And greater influence will allow him to recruit more powerful partners and have more channels to obtain various resources.
“Time is of the essence, and it is not enough to rely solely on accumulation through the Pathfinder career.
"This means that I have to achieve something in the daily world..."
Sean's original plan was to make a difference in the "media industry."
Now, his goal has become clearer: “Use my personal abilities to achieve something in the media industry in New Zealand, a more dynamic market.
"If you want to have a foundation and influence in the future, you must find a way to establish a newspaper now."
Over time, if it is possible to become a leader in the industry, Sean's "big ship" will have a greater chance of survival.
In addition, he also had another idea...
What if he is powerful enough to not only become a legendary explorer, but also a shaker in the media industry?
In that case, not only would he have a greater chance of survival, he might even join forces with other top people to prevent that gloomy future from happening.
It's all unknowable...but possible.
After a short stroll, a strong sense of purpose has been burned into Sean's heart.
His eyes stared forward, seeming to see through all the confusion:
"We must become a super-Ace-standard existence and become the leader of New Zealand's media industry!"
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Author's note: The next copy will be launched soon.
