The pain continues, but the feelings are not quite the same. Parsur tasted carefully in the darkness, spreading his spiritual antennae, hoping to find something. Being in such an illusory environment was not part of her plan, but fortunately, it was not difficult for her to feel it now. The ritual increased the level of mystery, and the level of mystery came from fire. The flame of her soul was burning in a new state, teaching her to approach the realm above the ring.
But anyway, she knew that place was still too early for her.
"Don't worry, that's not how you feel." Someone reminded.
"If it's not mine, who else could it be?" Parsul thought he had opened his eyes, but his vision was still shrouded in darkness. "You mean Joey? He's a good guy, he didn't get a knife."
"He would rather suffer this. You are sharing the feeling, Parsur, and don't say you don't know where the pain comes from."
"We just have to beat this." It pained him to hurt her, even if she forced him to. "In the final analysis, Joey doesn't believe what I say. This is the training Heather gave me. He values the lives of his people, so how could he take them away with his own hands? Others don't understand this."
"He is your knight, no one else's. Your god still rejects him?"
"My knight," Parsur said slowly, "doesn't care about life." No matter whose it is.
"He suffers for you."
"Honestly? He shouldn't have done it for me."
"You are so hard-hearted, Parsur."
Parsour did not have to respond to her comments. "Who are you? Sule? Or some astrologer? I'm dreaming, right?"
"Why not Heather?" the voice said. Although it is very unfamiliar, it does belong to a woman's voice. I should have an impression of her. "During the ceremony, am I not like the guide who is here to deliver the message? Am I not perfect?"
"Maybe in my heart, the voice of the guide does not include the condition of perfection." The real reason is simpler than the excuse. Parsul recognizes the voice of the goddess. In front of the stone monument and in the snow forest, He accompanied her on her journey. It's a pity that this kind of companionship is not meticulous. In the almost eternal silence, Parsur also needs other people.
"But I still bring your revelations." The woman continued, "I am not an astrologer or a witch, I am another you."
Parsul wanted to frown, but she suddenly realized how strange the voice was. There's a difference between hearing me speak and hearing my own voice. "As far as the sound goes, it sounds like that."
"Naturally, you will doubt my words until there is no other evidence presented to you. But I am not the first person to whisper such words in your ear. I do not know their purpose. I am here to persuade you, Parsu Hey, maybe you'd like to hear it."
Words fall like pebbles into a lake, causing ripples of uneasiness. "It doesn't matter whether you listen or not."
"Who asked you to share your feelings?" The other party chuckled.
What does this mean? Parsour thought, is she hinting to me that Joey is in a situation beyond his control? After the wizard's shadow dissipated, there were no enemies in the snowfield. As for his self-will... To be honest, Parsul still can't figure it out. Not everyone has hope. "You seem to know more things than even I know."
"People don't know themselves. I exist just to remind you."
"If you're telling the truth, it's too late for me."
"Reminder," the voice replied, "often happens before something happens."
Parsur tried to squint his eyes. "So you're here to stop me?"
"Perhaps you still have regrets deep in your heart. If you are so sure, Parsul, I don't even have a chance to stop you. You have made a plan, and there is always no room for the Blue Saint's plans. As for I can't guarantee whether it will be successful...but this time is an exception. Have you considered the reason?"
It mentions plans? How could this be possible, Parsur thought to himself? She felt the ripples turn into huge waves. Could it be that I am really having a conversation with myself? Parsul groped in the darkness, his thoughts scattered in all directions. She never mentioned her plan to anyone. In fact, the plan itself was changing all the time. She struggles to overcome her anxiety: “I’m on a mission to be Heather.”
"You're right, Persul. I hope you still think so in the future." The words seemed malicious. "The ceremony was successful because it complied with the expectations of the majority of people, and because you learned to survive in compromise. You followed God's will, Parsur. And this is the truth recorded in the Chapter of Continuity."
Subsisting. truth. Parsur's heart was pounding. Maybe it's jumping. "Who are you?"
"I am you. Still don't believe it?"
"No. I believe it." The rich fear has taught her to miss pain. "Who are you?"
But there was no response from the darkness. The woman's voice was distorted and broken, and was gradually covered by another sound. This was a tone composed of the calls of thousands of creatures. It was a guide across mountains, rivers and forests. It went back up the black river, Breaking through the clouds and fog, reaching straight into the night sky.
"Go to the south, go, go, go -"
Parsur woke up with a start and grabbed the knight's arm. They were all frightened.
"Are you alive?" Joey's mouth said. His voice was also drowned out.
Parsur immediately blocked his ears, but to no avail. It was just an echo in a dream, but she felt like someone was screaming in her head. She tried to restrain herself and looked down to see the hilt of the knife. It seemed like only a few minutes later, I had a dream. "Just keep it that way."
"Don't be ridiculous!"
"I have long lost my sense of humor. You haven't felt it yet? Our lives are connected at this moment. I have a heart like a mortal. If it is penetrated, I will also die. It is your credit that I can still breathe. This is a part of the ritual. .”
Joey stared at the knife handle on her chest. The frost gradually faded, but eventually not a drop of blood was shed. At the same time, Parsur felt terrified and angry, as if his soul had been restored. She planned the trip, so these emotions clearly do not belong to her.
"Is it really that fun?" he asked hoarsely, "haven't you had enough?"
"You don't understand, I don't blame you." The scream became louder. "But don't question what I'm doing, Joey. Heather's using my eyes, my ears, and my mouthpiece to communicate with you, which is in no way the same as playing around."
"You said this is eternal life."
"Okay, if you want eternal life, I will give it to you." The doctrine of eternal life is spread among free people, and the traces it left on Joey are far deeper than those of Gaia and the Three Gods, and Heather is nothing more than an evil god to him. Unless the gods return, there's no way you can convince him of that.
Parsul was about to stand up, but was caught by his backhand. The knight's fingers had turned cold. She couldn't pretend not to know why.
"You want me to die here, don't you?" he asked. "You want me to die in the Ice Sea Tribe so that I can... live like those frost giants. That's why you came here. Where were you going?"
The anger grew stronger and stronger. I want to go to the south, to the end of the world. As for what awaited her there, Parsour couldn't say. Heather gave me a new lease of life where I didn’t have to think about any of this. She tried to calm down.
"That's not the case." Parsul gently opened his fingers and pressed the wounds on his palms together. Suddenly, the knight's breathing became lighter, and she felt the heat, which was also rapidly weakening. Only the rage remains unabated. "I'm not going anywhere. The ceremony doesn't require a specific location, but I want you to share in what I've been given."
"I do not understand."
Because you are not an apostle of Heather. "But I understand, Joey. His will is conveyed to me. Everything is going according to process."
The knight stared at her. "here?"
"Don't you want to stay here?" Parsour asked, "Don't you want to get rid of your identity as a nightingale? Don't you hate the 'Victor' and Bernard Sterling? Those past things that you can't face squarely, you The choice you don't want to experience, the blood wine you plundered with your own hands, aren't you eager to cut off the past, eliminate the imprisonment, and sprinkle them on the ground? Since you are afraid of death and pain, what difficulty is there in accepting new life?" The heat transferred gradually thinned, She felt tired. "I gave you everything I could give you, Joey. If you don't want it, tell me what you expect. What do you want? Why don't you say it?"
There is still distance between them. This made her unable to relax and dare not take him to the finish line. She also knew that if she decided to leave, he would want to stay. The knight's choice came from the hope given to him by Parsur, and he had no reason to die. However, I cannot harm my life, I can only do it through the hands of others.
There might be a more subtle way, Parsour thought, but I wanted to see through him. "Tell me, Joey, tell me. What do you want? Me?"
"You do not belong to me." The knight pointed out resentfully, "You belong to your god."
"I am Heather's surrogate. I must end my mission."
These words added fuel to the fire. The knight raised his hand and pressed the hilt of the knife on Parsur's chest. She felt the pull, the growing rage and...pain. They convey feelings. Conveying flaming emotions. It conveys completely opposite and unshakable beliefs and expectations. In fact, they are as indestructible as the glaciers in the South China Sea and will never melt one day.
"You and your god go to hell!" Joey almost pulled out the knife. His eyes were like nails piercing Parsur's heart. If she avoided them, it might mean the end of their lives. "Mission? Sin? Oracle? What nonsense!"
She is too tired. "I don't want to argue with you."
"No one asked me what I would do, and neither did you."
"I asked you, I gave you a choice... and you chose me." Parsul whispered, "You betrayed your emperor and your companions. You paid the price, even if you didn't want to care. These are all Did I force you?"
Joey locked eyes with her. "No one else. You know Heather's directions, but do you know what they want me to do?"
"They want you to take my life?" Because of these results, Parsul never considered making peace with Aurenia. I made too many compromises. But there is no way, it is difficult to coexist with the empire in the world, and the forest race is helpless. The best I can do is this...
"They asked you to live! Can't you hear? They are urging you all the time. You said you can hear! I have no other choice, I can only come with you."
...In an instant, a chill spread throughout his body. Parsul stared at Joey in disbelief, and his dead heart seemed to start beating again. What's the meaning? hear? Could it be that he could hear it? But how can this be done?
"Pain is an illusion"
Parsur heard his own voice, and it penetrated the body from the blood vessels of the wound. She wanted to let go of him, but she didn't have the strength to lift her fingers. We were connected...not only by pain and heat, but she had shared his feelings, those chaotic, noisy whispers, those irresistible commands, those unfulfilled longings embedded in her blood—all flowing in with the ritual. her soul.
"Go to the South"
"Follow her"
"forward"
"I am your emperor"
"To the end of the world"
"Pain is an illusion"
"You can't go back"
The sounds came and went. Thoughts flicker, and they converge into two rivers that sometimes intersect and sometimes separate. Countless small noises blend into it like water droplets, accumulating thick veins. Parsur trembled with fear.
"Don't go any further, Parsur." The knight tried to stop her, as if he were melting the glacier with fire. "That's it."
His prayer tipped the balance. The two voices merged into one, vibrating in Parsur's mind. This was supposed to be Heather's voice, the guidance given to her by the First Fire, the only mission that drove her to escape from Mortus... But he could hear it too, even more. This can't be true.
If the Emperor wants him here, whose voice will guide me?
Parsour didn't know the answer. She wanted to speak, to answer Joy's pleas, to appeal to her knight for help. As for whether he still had the strength to save her, she wasn't sure. All the words were stuck in his throat, as if they would disappear with the last breath of life.
But someone was answering for her.
…
After a strong wind carrying snowflakes passed by, there was no one around the tribe, and the valley was like a tomb. The leader of the frost giants, Fabuti, had gone somewhere unknown, and the noisy village returned to silence. They were like morning dew evaporating under the scorching sun, leaving Uriel where he was. Naturally, there is neither sun nor firelight in the snowfield, let alone dew. But the thing is, there shouldn't be nothing here either.
He was only in a daze for a moment before the commotion of the Ice Sea Tribe subsided silently, and even the Frost Giants disappeared. This defies normal logic. Could it be that I could fall asleep in a dream and see only phantoms?
Fortunately he is not alone. "It was too loud, I couldn't hear you... uh, I didn't see what you said. Someone just screamed in my head."
"That's not what I said." The ring began to pinch his fingers, "The order of the dream is changing."
"Oh! Is there any?" The apprentice felt carefully.
"I dare say that we are now in a brand new dream world" the ring told him, "the old world collapsed a few seconds ago"
Is there such a thing? Uriel couldn't tell the difference at all. He didn't think there was a problem, but Sauron's reliability was unquestionable. The world has been reset, but restored to the point where I don't notice it. He had been in a similar situation. Hitarian once took me back to Mortus before the war every night... "Is it Lord Mabel?"
Sauron didn't understand why he mentioned her. "Did you see it?" Where is she?
"No," the apprentice replied, "but just now, I seemed to hear her voice."
"what sound? I didn't hear it
"She wants me to go to the south." Uriel knew that Sauron was unaware of this. A strange feeling lingered in his mind. "The sound is too loud, completely distorted." He frowned, "I know you can't hear it, and no one else can feel it. The problem can only be in dreams - Huh?"
"If the person in the dream doesn't respond, that's probably the effect of Dream Weaver's magic." Ring agreed, "The tower's direction of studying dreams is different from hers, but it can still be done."
"No, Soren, it's not. I remembered that Persul mentioned that she had heard Heather's voice."
However, regarding this situation, the Ring's database has relevant theories: "It's normal." Parsul is an important figure in the master's memories, or in other words, no one is more important than her. This is a kind of sustenance. Furthermore, she had come into contact with the Bible during her lifetime, which was a mysterious connection. The Confessions relied on these to portray her so vividly in the dream.』
"In other words, she lives here?" Uriel asked.
The word "frost" became blurred and became clear again after a few seconds. "I knew you would think of this." The last stroke of it is a good one. "But no, Uriel. Her time is long gone. Don't accept phantoms as real, or they will hurt you."
The apprentice dared not agree. Compared with dreams, everything in reality may be almost the same in cruelty. "Then because of this connection, Parsour may also hear Ms. Mabel's message?"
"certainly. When in an illusion, no matter how free the Dream Weaver is, he can only use dreams as a medium.』
"That's not Lord Mabel." It only made the apprentice's denial stronger. "You mentioned the medium, Sauron."
"I didn't hear the sound!" 』
Uriel ignored its question, he had his own ideas. "But Parsour and I both heard it, and she thought it was Heather's will, and I thought it came from Mabel because I wasn't the one in the dream. Could it be that we each had different interpretations of it?"
He trudged through the snow. After the Ice Sea Tribe disappears, there is no need to worry about chaos. Are they hiding? Collapsed buildings and large footprints remained in the snow. Uriel gave up hope. He tried calling a few times, but no one responded. The sky is getting darker and darker, and thick clouds cover the cliffs. Ring became restless again and urged him to leave.
"The laws of dreams are shaking," it warns, "this is something you can't feel." In fact, it is only possible to reach it by crossing the ring steps. I’m afraid the ceremony is reaching its final moments.』
"I thought it was because of the mysterious place."
“That’s why the green elf came. The land of death is given new life. Putting aside the new life, it’s easy to bury the past here.』
"What's the meaning?"
"You don't understand the Sky Realm Ceremony, but you can take a guess. Is there any way to completely abandon the past?"
"Abandoning the past, must we do this? Only in this way can we gain new life - and, does it refer to crossing the ring level?"
"nonsense. Can you guess?"
"I'll give it a try." He thought as he walked, "Forget the past and change your appearance."
"Absolutely, but Parsur's profession cannot change her. Besides, her fire has not changed. Astrologers will see through her. You have to start from the mysterious side"
Is there any astrologer who is here to find out? They have escaped to the end of the world, Uriel thought. No pursuers will even come here. Well, maybe we shouldn't be so arbitrary. Joey mentioned the witches. They knew he was in the snowfield and sent people to follow him. Why didn't Parsour tell me where she was?
He suddenly thought of the ice elemental life Su Lai he met by the river. Where did she come from? That path leads to the vines left behind after Parsur disappeared. Frost giants never climb mountains with ropes... "Sauron, can you find the elemental beings in their inhuman state?"
"It depends on luck." The ring said, "The density of elements can roughly determine her location." It knew who the apprentice was looking for. "But in this hellish place, the elements are like bubbles in boiling water, wandering around and gathering. Needless to say, there must be some margin of error in my results. Do you think she won’t disappear with the frost giant?』
"Sully could be a witch."
"Be confident, no one here can be a witch except her." But there are many kinds of witches. Su Lai must be the White Moon Witch and believes in the moon.』
"Same as the Alanvor elves?"
"After all, apart from Broken Moon, they have no other gods they can trust." Mr. Ring said it right. "Besides her, you need to find someone else, right?"
"I have to look for it." Parsur and Joey were nowhere to be seen. They shouldn't have disappeared too, right? Uriel sighed, feeling that he would never be able to keep up with them. It's not that they left too fast, but that I left too late.
"Continue with the previous topic. There is another way to cover up the past, and that is to throw it to other people.』
"What do you mean?" Uriel stopped for a moment. "The past is not a box that can be thrown away casually."
"That's why she came here," Sauron pointed out. "It's easy to get rid of the past. The Ice Sea Tribe has nothing to do with her past. In fact, she should come here alone, but she didn't come by herself." If I ask, she refers to the owner as the person who carries her past. But it failed in the end』
Although the end of success sounded bad, Uriel couldn't help but ask: "How do you think she failed?"
"Because their fates are closely related. I'm not an astrologer and I can see this. People whose destinies are closely linked, their pasts are already entangled, let alone separated." Sauron told him, "As for Nadia's information, well, although she claimed to have had contact with the tower, in astrology In the field of learning and Otto, she is really not that good. If you want to explore the purpose of the master... and Parsur, it's best to explore new ideas. You know them, don't you? At least you know better than me』
"I can't say for sure." But he vaguely knew where he was going.
"The sky is clear." Uriel raised his head. The strong wind and blizzard were still raging in the valley, but the night sky was cloudless and peaceful. This is not like the night sky in the same world, but more like a sticker.
"Mysterious place?"
"The dream has begun to change again" the ring told him, "That is a brand new dream"
