"Saltak?"
Suddenly, in the endless desolation, a subtle sound seemed to squeeze into his ears.
"Saltak? Can I hear my voice? Saltak?"
Who is it?
Who is calling him?
He wanted to open his mouth, but the cold black sea water immediately poured into his throat, making him scream silently, and his limbs became heavier and heavier...
Suddenly, a beam of light shone overhead, so warm, with the fragrance of almost forgotten plants, and then green vines drooped, entangled his body, and fished him out of the black ocean.
The next moment, he suddenly fell into a beautiful garden, which looked like the courtyard of a nobleman in the nest, with a huge fountain in the middle, with flower beds and white marble columns everywhere.
“Saltak.”
A thick male voice made him turn around suddenly, but saw a young warrior wearing silver-gray power armor looking at him with a smile. He was so tall that he even surpassed the Terminator. Although the logo on his shoulder armor was quite strange, the eagle emblem on his chest made him feel much more at ease.
However, he was still very alert and slightly distanced himself from the other party.
"Who are you......"
"I am the commander of the Knights of the Astral Realm, Soshyan Alexey."
"Astral Knight..."
Saltak thought for a long time and finally found some traces of this name from his broken memory.
"Is it the Astral Knight who almost perished in the World Engine War?"
Soshiyang nodded.
"Yes."
Then the other party turned around and walked towards a huge white round table in the garden. Saltak hesitated for a moment and followed it. Then he heard the soothing sound of the piano and looked at the side and found that a beautiful girl in a light green dress was sitting on the stone platform not far away, closing her eyes slightly and gently fiddling with a white harp.
The sound of the piano relaxed Saltack's tense nerves a lot, and finally gave him more room to think.
He sat in front of Soshiyang, looked at the other party, and said in a deep voice:
"Please explain it."
"Well, Saltak, you are a think tank, and you should be able to understand the situation now. We are in a space of consciousness. The reason we want to do this is because of your body..."
At that moment, Saltuak remembered the boundless despair and madness in the darkness, and couldn't help but shivered, and then whispered:
"Yes...I've been sealed into fearlessness."
"We found you in the wreckage of the naval battle. I think your former comrades were planning to use your hell beast, but unfortunately they were sunk before they could wake you up."
"naval battle?"
Soshyan then told the other party about a series of events in the expedition and his many grievances with Huron.
After hearing this, Saltak was stunned. It took him a long time to digest the information. He stared at the huge white round table and murmured to himself:
"It's been...so long..."
"When did you get locked into fearlessness?"
"It was about 926."
"Forty years..."
Soshiyang sighed softly.
"I also know everything about you, and regret and pain have tortured you for forty years."
Saltak suddenly raised his head. As a think tank, he heard some details in Soshiyang's words.
"You read my memory!?"
Soshiyang smiled.
"Don't be nervous, we can't do anything about it. Your consciousness is almost completely crazy. The only way is to find the remaining personality in your soul sea and repair the broken personality. This inevitably touches the memory. I must also confirm that I am saving a loyal warrior rather than a fallen traitor."
After a moment of silence, Saltak nodded.
"Yes, that's true. You did not do anything wrong, Commander of the Supreme Lord of Soshiyan... So what are you going to deal with me now?"
"It's not how I'm going to deal with you, the last claw of the stars, what do you plan to do in the future?"
Saltak replied without hesitation:
"Revenge! To wash away the shame of the battle group, for Aluhun and Losar, and for Santiago's billions of blood, I swear that Huron must repay the blood debt of Huron! Please give me this opportunity, and I am willing to provide all the help I can provide! Everything I know about Huron and the Red Pirates will inform you without reservation! My weapons and strength will also drive you!"
Soshiyang nodded and said seriously:
"Okay, I promise you, the last Claw of the Stars, Saltuak."
After saying that, he stood up.
"Then let's see it in reality."
"etc--"
Saltak reached out his hand, then took a few deep breaths, as if he wanted to enjoy the last bit of this illusory freedom and warmth, and then nodded.
"Okay...well, there's one more thing, I don't know if it's trouble for you."
"Please say it."
"If I remember correctly, before the Huron rebellion, a non-commissioned officer left the battle group because he couldn't stand his domineering style and joined the Death Watch. If it's convenient for you, can you help me find out if he is still alive?"
Soshyang thought for a moment and nodded.
"No problem, what is his name?"
"His name is Andal Skerione."
"Okay, I remember."
In fact, Soshiyan originally wanted to talk to the other party about Valier's issue, but when he saw the other party mentioning the death watchfulness, he realized that the last star claw might have a new idea after his consciousness revived, so he temporarily changed his mind and decided not to mention it for now, and see what actions he will do in the future before making a decision.
After receiving Soshyan's guarantee, Saltak looked very happy, and he smiled for the first time and nodded.
"Thank you... Let me wake up."
The next moment, his world was dark and cold. Everything just now seemed to be just a dream, perhaps just another crazy imagination of him being trapped in the boundless darkness.
"Saltak, wake up..."
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Then his nerves and fearless body reconstructed the link, and the painful memories still flashed in his remains. At that moment, his fragile body wanted to scream.
Silence enveloped him, and before he was alive, he had never been a fearless rebirth, he had never paid attention to the gentle noise created by life, the pulsation of heart and blood, the ups and downs of breath, the slight sounds of muscles and bones when he woke now, everything was blank.
Gradually, the fearless perception system revived, and the sound came first, then he began to feel his limbs, the pistons and the servers waiting for his commands, the weapons that had become part of his body, and finally he activated the sensing device installed on the iron coffin like a power armor helmet.
The mist was spinning in the green darkness before him, and as he slowly opened his heavy eyelids, the arc of light from the visual display spread out at the edge of his sight, and the rangefinder, infrared sensor and the array of bird-bearing began to cover his field of view.
Finally, when the visual system was fully restored, he saw the person in his dream just now standing in front of him, still smiling warmly.
"Hello, Monk Saltak."
He took a few slow breaths, barely adapting to the claustrophobia of his limbs being unable to move, and then he spitted out a few words in his throat that had been silent for decades.
Chapter completed!