The sun is high - #187 - Chapter 186 Returning to the old place

This question has actually been brewing in Xiuge’s mind for a long, long time.

Xiuge originally thought that this god, whose movements were strange and seemed to possess a considerable amount of ancient power, was an existence of absolute chaos.

Just as Theseus introduced himself when he first appeared, he seemed to be able to see through “fate”, predict the development of events, and was very happy to see all changes and developments beyond his expectations, and this characteristic seemed to also The changes in Salem City were confirmed before and after.

But the strange thing is that as time goes by, Xiuge gradually discovers that this guy seems to be more willing to provide him with some practical help and guidance.

Although Shuge still needs to face many challenges in the dream sanctuary that is closely related to Theseus, these challenges and risks are within the scope of Shuge’s tolerance, and every time he successfully survives, his strength can achieve the most tangible growth.

Overall, the benefits and guidance Shuge received from Theseus have greatly outweighed the risk itself.

Coupled with the several contacts Shuge had with Theseus after arriving in Bolden, he could feel the obvious “goodwill” exuded by Theseus, although he still had a strong “riddle” in his words. “Human” style, and always perform some abstract actions, but its essence is far from the original.

To use Shuge’s own professional terminology as a game screenwriter in the past, it was Theseus whose “personality collapsed.”

Of course, another possibility cannot be ruled out, that is, this guy has another set of plans from beginning to end. Style is style, and action is action.

And this conjecture became even stronger after Shuge experienced the gathering of the Black Sun Society. If Theseus was a pure “fun person”, then he should not have allowed himself to perform those actions in the Black Sun Society. Such clear negative emotions were revealed during the “blasphemy ritual”.

So he looked directly at the chaotic god: “I remember you said before that the gods of Van En are all false beliefs that do not exist… If that is the case, why were you angry at that time?”

Facing Shuge’s tricky question, Theseus showed no special behavior. His body and face made of black mist were still in chaos.

The faceless figure silently “finished” the second cigarette in his hand.

He did not answer Xiuge’s question, but raised his head and said in a strange and disgusting tone: “You are overthinking.”

Xiuge couldn’t help but twitch his eyebrows twice. Even a fool could tell from Theseus’s attitude that he was perfunctory, so he said dissatisfiedly: “You’ve been holding back for so long, and this is the answer?”

“You mean you want me to tone it down a bit?”

Theseus laughed: “Then…you are overthinking.”

“…”

Faced with Theseus’ indifferent attitude, Xiuge really wanted to punch him.

But in the next second, Theseus restrained his teasing a little, and said: “Your question is indeed critical, but my answer is ‘no comment’… knowing too much does not mean anything to you.” It’s no good, and your ‘improvisational performance’ during this period is also quite good. If you listen to my answer and change your current style, it will be bad.”

He “looked” at Xiuge’s frown and said with a smile: “However, given the mutual trust between us, I can assure you that at this stage, I am on your side. Of course, I am on your side.” Including the stance you choose and the decisions you make, work hard, there are still many troubles you will face next.”

Hearing these words, Xiuge had some bad premonitions, so he hurriedly asked: “What do you mean? Something went wrong with ‘Disordered Tracing’?”

“It already uses ‘Discord’ as its name, isn’t it normal for something to go wrong?”

Theseus smiled strangely: “The idiot who wrote the “Poetry of the Night” went completely crazy because of the use of this magic… That is, you can barely bear the cost of teleportation with memory as the anchor point. .”

“Where was I sent?”

“I don’t like spoilers.”

A big funny expression appeared on Theseus’s face: “But I can guarantee that it will be a surprise for you.”

After saying that, he suddenly stood up and lightly snapped his fingers.

“Snapped!”

The surrounding scene immediately began to change drastically. Xiuge felt as if he was inside a huge cardboard box, and everything he looked at was constantly folding and evolving.

One moment, Xiuge was on an empty street, and the next moment, the surroundings were full of pedestrians.

In the blink of an eye, the place turned into a vast plain. Many shadows of huge vehicles flashed across Xiuge’s field of vision. But before Xiuge could identify them carefully, these shadows turned into shapes on the railway tracks. A huge train that moves fast and roars with gunfire.

The various flashing images dazzled him.

And the countless sounds from different sources are mind-blowing.

Finally, when Xiuge had already felt a little dizzy, all the sounds and images stopped abruptly.

All the hustle and bustle was completely gone at this moment. Xiuge rubbed his eyes and found that he was standing in an empty solemn venue. At the same time, the bumps and shaking of ocean navigation also returned.

Only then did he realize that he had actually never left the big ship in his dream. Everything he had seen before might have been an illusion created by Theseus.

“This ship has just set sail. You may come here more often in the future.”

Theseus clapped his hands: “Okay, let’s stop here this time. Next time we meet, we should be able to talk about more things.”

As he spoke, he pointed to a door at the end of the venue and issued the final eviction order: “You can go out from then on. It should be just right to wake up now, so don’t delay any more.”

Xiuge followed his finger and glanced towards the other end of the venue. He wanted to ask something else, but when he turned his head back, he found that Theseus’ figure had disappeared without a trace. , this solemn venue with unknown functions, now he is the only one left.

In desperation, he had no choice but to follow Theseus’ instructions and walk towards the exit.

After all, judging from Theseus’ previous hints, although his current situation is not particularly bad, it must not be safe, otherwise he would never behave like “waiting to have fun”.

Just when Shuge came to the door and was about to push it open and go out, the voice belonging to Theseus suddenly floated out from nowhere.

“I can tell you with certainty that the concept of Brahma gods does not exist… As for the goddess of magic, it is nothing more than a meaningless title and affix.”

Xiuge paused in his movements.

Because this time, Theseus used an extremely unusually serious tone.

It sounded like he was trying to warn himself.

Xiuge repeated this sentence twice in his heart, then he simply responded to the air and pushed open the closed door of the venue.

…

The dilapidated streets are full of cracks and dirt, with old clothes, newspapers, tools, and currency discarded casually on the roadside.

The station has long been neglected, and those magic carriages that once caused countless people to complain have now overturned in the corners of the city.

All shops, whether they used to sell alchemy goods or daily necessities, have now been opened by people. Almost every corner has been carefully searched twice, and there are very few useful supplies left.

The square where the huge clock tower once stood still remains the same as it was on the day of the disaster. The huge gap connected to the sewer was blocked by magic rituals, but this is meaningless because of the passage between the underground and the surface. Already countless.

The two lively streets that used to be full of bards and nightingales are now completely shrouded in deathly silence. Even if there are still residents in those houses, they will not turn on their lights at night.

The joy that people once pursued here has now been completely replaced by hunger, panic and despair.

In such a depressing environment, the old Ernst house, which had once been responsible for many horrific legends and was later burned to ruins by fire, actually had the same color tone as the city for the first time.

The blazing fire once passionately kissed everything here.

Although they have long been turned into charcoal and debris in the kiss of fire, and have been soothed by cold snowflakes, the smoky smell left by the magical flames still inevitably lingers in these chaotic wreckage.

Perhaps because this place was burned too clean by fire in the past, even those descendants of the Dark Abyss who like to look for prey at night will not patronize this place. Through learning, they already know that humans need stable, safe and warm residences. , no one would hide in these leaky and dangerous wrecks.

“cough!”

Some weak coughing sounds came from the gaps in the charred wood, and then, dexterous and powerful black tentacles poked out from them.

Soon, these industrious tentacles moved away the layers of wood, allowing the unlucky man who had appeared deep in the ruins for some reason to see the familiar starry sky again.

Lying in the space that might have once been a basement, Xiuge felt inexplicably funny.

He never thought that one day he would return to the starting point of his journey in such a bizarre and absurd way.

He grinned, took two deep breaths, and then put his arms in front of his eyes, covering the cold starry sky that although he was familiar with it, was currently out of reach.

The disturbed emotions quickly returned to their original point. Shuge took away his arm, propped up his body, and then left the collapsed basement with the help of Charron’s Touch.

He stood in this desolate ruins and cast his eyes on the familiar street that Shuge Ernst had walked through countless times. He saw that a faint light had appeared on the horizon.

The pocket watch told Xiuge that it was already six o’clock in the morning, and it would be dawn soon.

“Damn it…the second episode of Ernst’s old house, right?”

Xiuge kicked away a piece of wood at his feet, then held the metal cane and sat down on a wooden beam that seemed quite solid.

His current condition is not very good. The previous death magic caused extremely serious damage to his body, and in order to get rid of him, Xiuge lost a lot of physical strength and energy.

As Shuge’s mental and magical state gradually stabilized, his connection with the spiritual world became clear again. Soon, the concerned greetings of the Ernst family’s will came from the metal disc.

“Child, you finally woke up!”

Countess Alexandra’s attitude towards Shuge was the most gentle. She said worriedly: “You have been in a coma for a long time. We can’t wake you up no matter what. The magic also messed up your spirit and scattered your memory.” It’s everywhere and we can’t clean it up…”

“Just wake up, the talents of the Ernst family will not perish like this!”

General Bernhard’s voice was as strong as ever.

These familiar voices made Xiuge feel a lot better, so he waved his hand and summoned a small number of magic rats. As soon as these rats with human memory and wisdom appeared, they already felt this place. of extraordinary.

To be precise, they felt that this place seemed a bit familiar.

“Wait! Where is this?”

Xiuge smiled and shook his head: “Salem City… what I’m sitting on is the family’s old house here.”

“Why did it burn like this? I lived here before!”

Xiuge ignored the anger and surprise shown by these old guys. He knew that even if the old house had not burned down before, it might not be much better now.

Based on the intelligence previously obtained from the refugees in Salem City and the memory captured from the body of the descendant of the Dark Abyss, Xiuge immediately issued a task to the rats. They were dispersed as much as possible and scattered toward the rats. Spread out, this is an adjustment made by Xiuge based on the habits of the descendants of An Abyss – the descendants of An Abyss are often attracted by the obvious breath of life and magic fluctuations. For those tiny creatures that cannot “fill their stomachs” at all, they There is not much desire for prey anymore.

As time passed, the light in the sky began to change little by little. After Shuge had used the magic water and food to alleviate his hunger and thirst problems, the rats responsible for the investigation sent back some information to Shuge.

So he stood up, patted the black dust on his body, and walked onto the street in front of the old house.

In his magic perception, some important targets appeared.

He saw some short figures walking slowly along the street. They walked with the brisk steps unique to children, and their movements were lively and dexterous.

Xiuge did not hide away. He remained silent and stood quietly waiting for them to approach.

In Xiuge’s memory, he had never gone out to buy newspapers so early…