Gawain doesn’t know what changes have taken place in his soul, but he is certain that his soul has completely mutated as early as the moment the time travel occurred. Otherwise, there is no explanation for why a person has been hanging in the sky for dozens of times. He can still maintain normal sanity after millions of years, and not only his sanity is normal, but his memory is also clear - the horrifyingly huge amount of information and data collected from looking down at the earth over the past tens or millions of years can be accurately and accurately recorded. It was preserved intact in his memory and can still be read accurately to this day.
But one thing is certain: the souls of the Eternal Sleeper cultists have obviously not undergone such transformation.
Traversing through hundreds of thousands or even millions of years of vast surveillance records in just a few seconds has a devastating impact on cultists who are still essentially mortal souls.
When the mind and soul of the Eternal Sleeper cultist gradually collapsed into meaningless fragments, Gawain came into contact with some fragments of consciousness in a trance, and these messy and broken data flowed into his mind. The terrifyingly huge volume of memory stirred up an almost imperceptible wave. If Gawain hadn't been so focused, he probably wouldn't have even noticed that he had plundered something from the cultist's remnant soul—— After careful sensing, he confirmed that those were some remaining memories of cultists.
Unfortunately, the amount is very small, fragmented and illogical, and due to the chaotic thinking of the cultists themselves, those memories are also filled with a large number of chaotic, irregular, distorted shadows and crazy conjectures - even worse. What's more, because the Eternal Sleeper is immersed in dreams, the authenticity of these memories becomes difficult to distinguish. Gawain is not sure how many of those scenes actually happened, and how many were made up in the Eternal Sleeper's mind during his sleep. .
Only based on the few data that could be read, he understood the "existence" form of the eternal sleeper in front of him.
The other party seemed to have abandoned his body - or transformed his body into some horrific, inhuman form. He saw some madness in the memory of the cultist. In the ritual, there are scenes of limbs dissolving and souls breaking out of the body. After that, there are scenes of cultists wandering between new bodies and wandering in the dreams and memories of others.
This eternal sleeper seems to have "ascended" his soul, thus possessing this terrifying ability to transfer between human minds.
Fortunately, this kind of ascension ceremony is obviously very demanding, and the other party also revealed his status as a bishop or above in the entire cult group in his previous conversation, so cultists with this terrifying ability should extremely Few, and they probably won’t be active in this world most of the time.
The surrounding chaotic space is still disintegrating, and the power that supports its existence has receded. Before this "dream" completely disappears, Gawain seizes the time to concentrate on the remaining cultivators of the Eternal Sleeper. He is trying hard to search for possible valuable information in his little intelligence.
……
In ancient times under KantIn the old castle, Victor Kant was walking hurriedly in the corridor leading to the lower level of the castle. The light from the magic crystal cast shadows on the entire corridor, but beside the old Viscount, the shadow seemed to be some kind of shadow. Perched like a constant decoration, his body cast a vague shadow on the floor. The shadow continued to stretch and deform with his hurried footsteps, as if it had a will of its own.
The old Viscount’s eyes shone with more and more illusory stars. His steps became more and more hasty, and even a slight stagger gradually appeared. He came to the lower level of the castle, where a rather heavy-looking oak door appeared. The door loomed before him.
Viscount Victor stood in front of the door, a hesitant and confused look suddenly appeared on his face, as if something was attracting him behind the door, but he did not dare to open the door. Verification is average.
He hesitated for a while before finally putting his hand on the door, but before he could push the door open, the door suddenly opened a wider crack.
A bit of shadowy light leaked from behind the door, and a long-haired woman wearing a white dress and holding a lantern leaned out half of the door. This was a woman who looked to be less than thirty. A 20-year-old woman with fair skin and beautiful face, but with a faint morbidity, exuding a weak and pitiful temperament. She held a lantern and looked at the Viscount standing at the door in surprise and curiosity. , showing a smile: "Dear, what's wrong? Do you want me to go out?"
"I...no, it's nothing," hesitation flashed across the old Viscount's face for a moment, but the next moment In seconds, all the confused and worried expressions disappeared from his face. He smiled as if nothing happened and looked at the young wife in front of him, "It's okay. I just came to see you. It's still not until the sun goes down." For a while, you go back to sleep, catch up on your sleep, and then get up and have dinner with me."
The particularly young Viscountess bit her lips and whispered: "But dear, I have already. "I'm not sleepy anymore."
"Obey, go back to sleep," the old Viscount shook his head, with a gentle smile on his face, "I will come find you later."
Young man. The Viscountess blinked and seemed to feel at ease. She nodded, then returned to the door again with the lantern. The heavy oak door slowly closed, and there was a squeaking sound in the empty castle corridor. Yeah sound.
Victor Kant stood at the door for a while, his expression blank for a moment, and then he regained his usual calm and peaceful demeanor, turned around and walked in the direction he came from...
p>In an ancient and hidden cave near the eastern border of the Kingdom of Anzu, Bertila, the female cult leader of the Society of Death, suddenly opened her eyes wide.
As one of the "foreign bishops" in the church who frequently contacts other cult groups, she has long maintained spiritual contact with several senior executives of the Eternal Sleepers, and this time a Bishop of the Eternal Sleepers rashly contacted Gawain Sethi You made her a little dissatisfied, but it was the matter of other religious groups after all, and she had no right toInterference is not easy to dissuade, so we can only wait for the other party to complete the contact before asking if there is anything gained.
She believes that the bishop will definitely gain something - after all, today's Gawain Cecil is no longer in his prime. Seven hundred years of slumber has weakened his body and spirit, and a The Nightmare Bishop, who has near-legendary strength, cannot be at a disadvantage when competing with such a "pseudo-legend" on a spiritual level.
But what she was waiting for was not the news of the eternal sleeper bishop's great success, but a wail from the other party's soul and the huge fear spread through the spiritual connection.
Then the spiritual reaction belonging to the Eternal Sleeper disappeared, as if it had been swallowed by some kind of terrible devourer and completely digested and completely disappeared.
Bertila felt the huge fear from the spiritual connection, as well as the surprise and panic hidden in the fear, but she could not imagine at all what existed in Gawain Cecil's conscious world. What could swallow up a bishop-level eternal sleeper, and even make him so fearful before his death? Those believers who are good at playing with people's hearts are experts at creating and enjoying nightmares. How can their minds be so vulnerable?
Due to doubts, Bertila chose to visit several other minds that were related to her. They were several high-ranking members of the Eternal Sleeper Order in Anzu, and they were also related to the fallen Eternal Sleeper. The bishop is someone who keeps in touch.
But after the spiritual connection was established and before she asked, a nightmare bishop took the initiative to send a message: "Bishop Roderick has fallen."
"He was talking to Devoured by Gawain Cecil’s spiritual contact,” another nightmare mentor added.
"What happened?" Bertila asked unbearably curiously, "Did he send any message before his death?!"
The interior of the Eternal Sleeper The spiritual connection is far closer than the spiritual connection with outsiders. Bertila did not hear any words from Bishop Roderick's dying thoughts, but perhaps other eternal sleepers who remained connected can know something.
The minds in the spiritual connection were silent for a few seconds. Finally, a nightmare bishop replied: "He only had time to send out a sentence——"
The next second , the words Roderick yelled before being swallowed, which were marked with strong obsession and emotion, exploded in Bertila's mind:
"Don't pry into this inhuman soul! !”
……
Gawain opened his eyes and found that he was still standing in the hut where the prisoners were kept.
The mercenary leader who was used as a springboard and victim by the Eternal Sleeper has fallen to the ground. This strong man was bleeding from all his orifices, and his whole head was as red as if it had been boiled, and it was even steaming slightly. His twisted expression was enough to show the horrific pain he suffered before his death, while the mercenary mage was still sitting next to him in a daze, seemingly unaware of what was happening next to him.
Hetty, Pittman,Amber and others stood around him, everyone looked at him with nervous and concerned eyes.
"What's wrong?" Gawain shook his head, completely clearing away the remaining discomfort in his mind, and then took a long breath, "Did I lose consciousness just now?"
"Ancestor, it's great that you're okay!" Heti finally breathed out, and cold sweat started to flow from her forehead the moment she relaxed. She rushed up to check Gawain's condition regardless of her grace, "Are you okay? ? Are you okay? The mercenary suddenly burst out with a powerful burst of magic power, and then you stood here motionless."
"I'm okay, I'm okay, "Gawain comforted his eldest granddaughter, who was already a little angry, and then frowned, "How long did I lose consciousness?"
"It's not long, probably only a few minutes," Pitman also wiped. Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, he said, "Thankfully you are okay, otherwise I would have to go out sideways today - someone will definitely say that something went wrong because I was toying with the fake medicine."
Hu Bo immediately glared at the little old man: "Really It has nothing to do with these suspicious ointments and incense you made!"
"It really has nothing to do with him," Gawain waved his hand, confirming in his heart that the flow of time in that consciousness space does indeed seem to be different from the outside world. , he felt that he had spent at least half a day inside, but he had only been outside for a few minutes. "There was an Eternal Sleeper cultist who tried to erode my spirit just now."
Everyone was shocked: "Eternal Sleeper ? ”