Although she was unable to give the answer Kukuchi wanted, at least on some levels Artoris responded to her expectations.
"I hope there won't be such a day. The winning side will be us, and your brother and I will return safely."
Not a guarantee, just a comfort.
There is no reason, no confidence, or there is no basis for such an answer from the beginning.
But Artolis still believed, and only her strong desire prompted her to shout her belief unreasonably.
After the incident passed, Artolis understood the so-called answer from Crowe's mouth.
This is not a paraphrase, but an understanding.
Blindly worrying will not help at all. Only by taking action can we seek the truth. Even Kukuki can do this, so why can't Artolis stand up again with her own strength?
Therefore, she did not agree with Barong's statement.
Now that you have admitted your ignorance, you should not sit still and wait for death.
I have decided to protect everyone, and I have vowed to fight side by side.
This longing that cannot be compromised is no longer just hers.
So after saying goodbye to Kukuchi, Artoris immediately approached Mr. Luo Wei, but unfortunately, he was also confused about the situation of the Crystallized Dream.
Indeed, it would be too unbelievable to explain the phenomenon of bringing the power of the fantasy world into reality using common sense.
It was reasonable for Master Luo Wei to have no clue about this, but what Artolis didn't expect was that even Feidiwen, who personally bestowed enlightenment on the spirit sword, actually had no clue about this, even in After learning the whole story from Artoris, she planned to borrow the spirit sword for a while to study it.
However, Artoris still chose to refuse that kind of thing. As expected, she cared more about Baron's trial than exploring the "bridge" between fantasy and the real world.
Because the spirit sword is in Artoris's hand, it can maintain its existence in Tianeste in the state of soul control. If the spirit sword leaves her hand at this time, Artoris cannot guarantee that the other end of her two-part consciousness will What kind of accident happened.
"Sure enough, I'm still worried about Baron." Lying on the sofa in the castle hall, Artolis muttered to herself in a sleepy mood.
A week has passed since the interruption of consciousness. Before that, Artolis had never felt so anxious due to the passage of time.
After all, it has only been ten days since Barong entered the fifth-level trial. The flow of time in the trial is countless times faster than in the real world. Three days in the real world is approximately equal to one hundred and seventy in the trial. Five years and one week later, I am afraid that even the world has changed drastically.
And now, Selese, the only one who can sense Baron's state, is not in Avalon.
"How can we build a connection!" The more she thought about it, the more anxious Artoris became. Seemingly looking for a way to vent her powerlessness, she was so angry that she grabbed the pillow next to her and threw it out.
"Speaking of which, have you forgotten about that person?" The Wolf King, who was not nesting in the contract space and was lying on the soft carpet, couldn't help but laugh when he saw Artoris's depressed look.
"Who...?"
"..."
"Dual consciousness?" After hearing Artoris's explanation, a long-lost voice came from the Sword of Victory with some doubts.
After being reminded by the Wolf King, Artoris recalled that since the Tribulation Secret Realm encountered the Great Universe Tribulation Fire, Tris had entered a long-term soul-nurturing state, and the other party left a message: "If there is nothing serious, don't bother me." After that, he was immersed in the holy sword and lost his voice.
But to be honest, it was Tris's will that awakened Artolis at the beginning of the fourth-turn trial. Logically speaking, only half a year had passed since then, and Artolis should have no reason to forget this person.
Sure enough, it was because too much time had passed during Baron's trial, and after accepting the memory from the other side of the dual consciousness, it was the result.
"That's probably the case. Do you have any insights into Tris's words?" A faint fluorescent light scattered from the blue-gold sword body, staring at the wisps of brilliance, holding the holy sword Artoris and asked.
"I originally thought that you, who had no fate with the Three Pure Taoism, would have no chance to come into contact with multi-part consciousness, but I never expected that the layer of cause and effect is still maintained. From the perspective of you still continuing, it seems that there is no It’s not a big problem.” Tris analyzed in his usual calm voice, and then said to Artolis as if relieved.
"That old guy didn't teach you the orthodox cultivation methods of Taoism. Everything depends on enlightenment. If you don't receive the correct guidance, it's no wonder that you will end up in a dead end."
"So, does Tris have any solution?" Artolis is placing all her hopes on the other party. If Tris has no solution, then she really doesn't know what to do.
"There is indeed a way, but..."
Tris seemed to want to say something else, but he changed his words only halfway through.
"That's all, let's do it like this. I will act as a guide and re-establish the connection between you and another consciousness."
It seemed that the result was arrived at after careful consideration. After hearing such a reply, Artolis was so excited that she almost jumped up from the sofa.
"I knew Tris could do anything!"
"You seem to have forgotten about her before I mentioned her." The Wolf King on the side looked at Artoris and couldn't help complaining.
"Is that happening?"
Tris didn't care about Atoris's act of pretending to be stupid. He just ordered her to close her eyes and relax, and then tried to submerge her consciousness into the inner world.
"Human consciousness exists in the most basic three realms, and here I will lead you to the deepest level." Voices from all directions awakened Atoris from her sinking state.
Her consciousness had disappeared into the inner world, and Artoris was slightly surprised by the feeling of her body being as ethereal as her soul. She looked straight ahead, and in the extremely dark world, a ray of blue-gold light illuminated the way forward.
Beyond the first deep level, the world turns into a sea of fire.
Passing through the second deep layer, silver streamlines tear through the sky.
It has not stopped even after reaching the third deep level, breaking through the human body and stepping into a higher level.
Artoris didn't know what kind of world was waiting for her ahead. She only knew that she should stare at the shimmering road and move forward without hesitation.
The body and consciousness seemed to disappear like a living thing, like water droplets sinking into the sea, entering the boundless darkness and falling into the endless abyss.
Not only human beings themselves, but also the way life exists is denied, distorted, and blasphemed to the point of being unreasonable.
In such a world, human consciousness is but a drop in the ocean.
The strong longing in my heart, my firm awareness, and my absolute vows are all just dust particles here.
Here is the boundary between this side and that side.
Like a walking zombie, it just chased the light. Gradually, when the girl realized that her existence had not died, she raised her head and realized that she was already standing in front of the original door without knowing it.
What awaited her ahead was finally an unreasonable world where even the abyss no longer existed, only nothingness and emptiness.
The glimmer of light dissipates, and the remaining consciousness will finally be exhausted.
In this space where everything no longer existed and had no form, the girl inadvertently caught a glimpse of a familiar figure from behind.
"Ba...long...?"
Maybe it's just because that's an ideal that will never go away for her.
In this world that does not allow any existence, he still maintains his unwavering posture, waiting for her response.
"I'm back."
Strength is poured into limbs that have long since ceased to exist, and voices that should have disappeared are revived.
The broken will was rekindled with a raging fire.
That was no longer Tris's call, but the light that belonged to Artolis Grandeple, as the beacon that still guided her in the deep darkness.
The outstretched hand was shrouded in light, and with the embodied desire deep in his heart, he pushed open the door with all his strength.
