When Bologue regained consciousness and his vision cleared, he found himself having left the Ethereal Realm and arrived once again in that familiar space Between Nothingness.
All around, there was a monotonous gray-white, with floating mountains moving sluggishly, colliding with each other, raising large plus of gravel dust that drifted slowly.
Bologue stood up slowly; this scene was within his calculations... Finally, so things were under control, and Bologue couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then, just as he stood up, he collapsed again, sprawled out on the ground.
Now Bologue’s mind was a ss. This exploration of the Ethereal Realm was very fruitful, and Bologue discovered many astonishing possibilities. Every ti he thought the information he obtained was shocking enough, he would always detect even more terrifying secrets.
For example, the last scene before leaving the Ethereal Realm.
Spanning ti and space, Bologue saw King Solomon with his own eyes for the first ti, even though it was just a phantom of the past, even though Bologue only knew of his existence and had never actually t him, nor would he have the chance to et him in reality.
Reflecting on it now, Bologue still felt a wave of uncontrollable excitent, as if all the truths were within reach.
King Solomon.
Whether it was the secret war or the current battles, and even the ongoing disputes among the Devils, everything originated from the destruction at the Fall of the Holy City. That was the beginning of modern conflicts... No, the beginning of modern tis wasn’t just due to the Fall of the Holy City.
Bologue dismissed his own thoughts and then brought up another new trace.
The Dawn War.
Upon careful consideration, that was the true beginning. With the downfall of the Eternal Night Empire, the Devils first discovered the might of humanity and beca terrified of the out-of-control circumstances presented by humans, which then sparked one wave of conflict after another.
Bologue still rembered the nas of the witnesses in the "Dawn Oath," and the young man fighting the Devils at the end of Hill’s mory had the sa na.
Wolfgang Gold.
In addition, there was that sinister Devil who not only appeared in Hill’s mory but also beside King Solomon.
There must be so connection between them that Bologue was yet to know, but now everything had beco the past, King Solomon had died, and the true na of that Devil was still unknown to Bologue.
The only ans Bologue could think of to uncover the truths of the past was to venture once more into the Ethereal Realm and pursue mory within the Daylight Core.
That was an extrely risky act, and any slight misstep would leave Bologue trapped there forever. He didn’t think the Astronaut could rescue him every ti, let alone how he could entrust his fate to the hands of a Devil.
Bologue rested for a while, and when he sat up again, a familiar figure had been waiting by his side for quite so ti.
The bulky spacesuit lay on a folding lounge chair, his casual deanor resembling soone vacationing on a beach.
Bologue looked at the other, asking, "How should I address you, Astronaut? Or as the envious Leviathan?"
"Astronaut,"
the Astronaut replied, "I like that na. After all, it represents humanity’s vanguard in exploring the unknown."
In this world, other than Bologue, no one could understand this part of the Astronaut’s speech, which was a secret about the "past life" shared only by the two of them.
"As for the envious Leviathan, I’ve never liked that na."
The Astronaut stood up, putting away the foldable chair and hanging it on his back, then beckoned to Bologue, "Follow ."
Bologue followed behind the Astronaut, surprising himself at the unexpectedly harmonious relationship between them, considering this detested Devil.
The Astronaut asked, "How did you find the adventure in the Ethereal Realm?"
Bologue replied, "Not bad, but there are many things I can’t understand."
"You can talk to about it. I might be able to solve many issues for you."
Bologue fell silent, and then the Astronaut spoke again, "Don’t be nervous. You are my Chosen One. Our interests align. The more you know, the easier it is for to act. It’s a win-win."
"Are you going to refuse?" the Astronaut added, "I can feel you’re dying of curiosity now."
Seeing Bologue continue to remain silent, the Astronaut proactively stated, "Your guess is correct. The Ethereal Realm has an almost stringent selection criterion. Even though many Condensers reach the Ethereal Realm and face the Secret Source during their ascension, they only feel as if they are dreaming and can’t perceive anything.
As a result, the secrets of the Ethereal Realm were concealed until today when the Ether concentration has risen so high that they can no longer hide."
Bologue asked, "Conceal what?"
"The truth."
The Astronaut casually replied, "All truths, the origin of everything, secrets that are enough to overturn everyone’s knowledge."
He paused and continued, "I too am investigating these truths."
"Even the Devils aren’t aware of the truth?"
"Perhaps."
The Astronaut gave a vague answer.
"Your other conjectures are also correct. Souls don’t only exist in the Material Realm but simultaneously exist in both the Material Realm and the Ethereal Realm. Originally, humans didn’t possess souls. Souls seem more like wondrous products resulting from Ether distorting life, with their roots residing in the Ethereal Realm."
It was as if the Astronaut knew what Bologue was thinking, accurately guessing even his speculations, reminding Bologue of the Conglorates, who could also predict his behavioral logic.
"So the mories I saw were actually mind projections of the soul, right?"
User Comments
0 comments from readers