While Nausicaa quickly recounted her experience, Reynolds stared blankly at everything around him.
He had heard Angel say before that he would take him to see Nausicaa. He thought he was taking him through the fog, and finally found Nausicaa in a dark and gloomy place.
But the reality is completely different from what he thought.
He finally reunited with Nausicaa in such a dreamy city that he had never seen before, on the bustling sky street.
He still feels like this is a dream.
One second I was sinking in the bleak darkness, and the next second I came to the bustling city streets. A sharp contrast, a strong contrast.
While Reynolds was in a trance, Nausicaa had come to the end of her story, what she had seen from her own perspective.
After finishing speaking, Nausicaa looked at Reynolds: "I always thought Reynolds was dead because he even threw his weapons to me. Fortunately, fortunately, he is fine."
Nausicaa let out a long sigh of relief, with joy in her eyes.
"He is not necessarily fine. His actual situation is... when we met him, he only had his soul left, and his body is unknown where it is." Nice said.
"Reynolds is a soul now?" Nausicaa was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch Reynolds, but the tactile feedback was the same as a normal body.
"This is the Wilderness of Dreams, and his body is built based on the rules here. The same goes for your body, which is not an outside body." Angel naturally saw Nausicaa's confusion.
"In other words, the body in this world is a constructed virtual body of consciousness? As long as it can enter, even the soul can build a corresponding body?"
Angel: "You can understand it this way. It can be said to be your own body, but it is not the body in reality."
Nausicaa frowned, somewhat disbelieving: "Doesn't that mean that as long as there is consciousness here, it is considered a different kind of immortality?"
"For those who really want to pursue immortality, this place is just a cage." Angel did not answer directly, because he himself did not know whether the residents of the Dream World living here are considered immortal? Moreover, the Wilderness of Dreams itself
It has not even been five years since its birth, so it is not qualified to talk about immortality.
Nausicaa sighed softly: "Yes, immortality represents not only the immortality of life, but also the power to be immune to external interference. But even so, this world is still scary... This is the official
The world of wizards, I’ve never heard of it before.”
Angel: ...Actually, this has nothing to do with formal wizards. Currently, there are only a few formal wizards in the Wilderness of Dreams, and most of them are actually mortals.
Do you want to explain it? But if I do, it always feels like self-promotion.
"What is the official world of wizards? Don't make random assumptions. This dream wilderness is currently only available in our Savage Cave, and it has only been around for a year or two. You are considered an early user." Niss said aside, but he did not explain.
, In fact, Wilderness of Dreams was created by Angel alone, mainly because Reynolds is here, and Reynolds’ background and position are not yet known.
"Is that so?" Nausicaa was stunned by this information.
"These are all off-topic. I will elaborate with you later when I have the opportunity. Did you just say that Reynolds gave you the weapon?" Angel asked.
The general process of Nausicaa's narration is actually similar to that of Reynolds, but the details are different.
However, when it comes to the situation after they escaped from the laboratory, Nausicaa's content is obviously more. Because Reynolds' memory at that time was already chaotic and became fragments that could not be spliced together.
Among them, the weapons mentioned by Reynolds were included.
Reynolds said before that he used "that weapon" to block the tracking of the monster larvae left on the 17th. At that time, Angel and Nice wanted to ask about the weapon, but Reynolds only remembered that the weapon usually
It is entangled in the soul body, but as for where the weapon is now, I don't know.
At that time, they thought that the weapon was in the other half's cut off consciousness, but they didn't expect Nausicaa to say that the weapon was in hers.
Nausicaa: "Yes, he threw the weapon to me at the last moment."
Nausicaa briefly explained that at the last moment, after Reynolds used his weapon to drive the monster into the abyss, he also entered a collapse period. He thought he was about to die, so he threw the weapon to the monster that had been swept away.
Nausicaa is about to be swept away by the ocean current.
"What is that weapon that can be stored in the soul?" Ness asked curiously. This was the first time he had heard of such a thing.
"I don't know either. I saw the symbol in the laboratory before, but I forgot about it when I looked back." Nausicaa was also a little confused.
Nice: "That's the soul text. It's normal not to remember it. I mean, what is the shape of that weapon and how powerful is it?"
"It's a chain, and its power... is very strong." Nausicaa: "After I drifted to Ghost Shipyard Island, if it hadn't been for this chain, I probably wouldn't have been able to deal with those little ones for a while. However, the cost of using it is quite high.
It's so big that it not only consumes the power of the soul, but also absorbs the magic power from my magic source."
Reynolds asked doubtfully: "I remember that when I used it, it only consumed very little energy?"
"Maybe it's because the owner of the chain is Reynolds. I need to see the specific situation before studying it."
When Nice said this, he fell into deep thought for a while. He had a feeling that this weapon might be the reason why Dudolo asked him to come?
When Nice was silent, Nausicaa looked at Angel with a hint of pleading and urgency in her eyes.
Although Nausicaa didn't say it directly, Angel understood what she meant: "I understand, and I will rush there as soon as possible. The Lenko you are talking about... I also hope that he can survive."
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Ghost Dock Island.
When Nausicaa opened her eyes, she heard whispers around her.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! When I looked up, I saw several doctors not far away discussing whether to open the window and let others come over to see Lenko for the last time.
The reason why they opened the window instead of the door was because Nausicaa was sitting in front of the door, sleeping. They did not dare to disturb Nausicaa, so they could only think of ways to let the people on the ship see Lenko through the window.
However, they were still hesitant. The windows opened outwards. If they really wanted others to see Lenko from the window, they would have to build a three-story ladder outside. This was quite dangerous, and only one person could do it at a time.
"There's no need to let them go through the window." While they were discussing in a low voice, a hoarse female voice came from behind.
They looked back and saw that Nausicaa had stood up from the ground.
"Master Asbel, are you awake?" The reason why it is a question is because Nausicaa only slept for more than ten minutes with her eyes closed, which was not even a nap.
"Did our voices disturb you?" The doctors who had just been whispering to each other had apologetic expressions on their faces.
Nausicaa shook her head: "It didn't disturb me. I didn't sleep just now. I just went..."
Halfway through her words, Nausicaa didn't know how to explain it, so she could only change her words: "I closed my eyes to recover, and I'm almost done now."
"Then should we open the door and let them in?" someone suggested.
Nausicaa did not reply immediately, but glanced at the little flea not far away who was still running up and down around Lenko. Obviously, the little flea still didn't want to give up saving Lenko just like that.
Others also saw Nausicaa's gaze. They were silent for a moment and said, "We just asked the little flea, but he didn't answer."
At first, the little flea was firmly opposed. Now that the little flea has not replied, it has actually explained some problems. Perhaps the little flea understands that Mr. Lenko is hopeless.
Nausicaa withdrew her gaze and said calmly: "Don't be busy now, wait a moment."
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to wait for. But since Nausicaa, the extraordinary person, had spoken, they could not disobey. They nodded and walked aside to take care of the injuries of Birch and Captain Barrow.
Nausicaa walked to the window and looked at the fog floating in the sky outside through the glass, silent.
Time passes slowly.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes... Lenko's face became paler at a speed visible to the naked eye, his lips began to turn black and blue, and his body temperature slowly dropped.
Everyone knew in their hearts that Lenko could not last much longer. They deliberately let others come in to see Lenko for the last time, but because Nausicaa did not speak, they could only look helplessly and sadly at the man who was gradually being dragged to death on the hospital bed.
Knight of the Abyss.
Until thirty minutes later, the little flea slowly walked up to Nausicaa and said in a low voice: "Let them in?"
Nausicaa did not turn around, still looking out the window.
About half a minute later, Nausicaa's eyes suddenly lit up, she stood up suddenly and opened the window.
Everyone was startled by her actions and didn't know what happened.
"Here they are. They are here!" Nausicaa looked at the streak of light in the mist, her voice filled with joy.
"Who is here?" When everyone was wondering, they saw a burst of exclamations coming from the window. After careful identification, these sounds should come from the people on the Moonlight Bird.
But why did they make such an exclamation?
When everyone in the room was puzzled, a stream of light suddenly stopped outside the window. The burst of wind made the items inside the window creak.
When the oncoming wind became slightly lighter, they secretly opened their eyes and looked outside.
The so-called flowing light outside is actually a huge monster with eyes that seem to be burning with fire! It has a body and claws like a lion, and a head and wings like an eagle.
Its mane was flowing with firelight, making the surrounding air hot and distorted.
When they were frightened by the monster and retreated, the monster quickly shrank like a deflated balloon, and finally turned into a seemingly harmless bird.
It wasn't until it shrunk that everyone saw that there were several figures behind it.
They jumped lightly and entered the room.
"Lord Byron, Lord Pat, great, you are finally here." Nausicaa greeted the visitor excitedly. Although Nausicaa and Angel can call each other casually, in front of outsiders,
Nausicaa still maintained her dignity.
Angel smiled and nodded to Nausicaa. Although he had seen Nausicaa before in the Wilderness of Dreams, he was truly relieved when he saw her in reality.
However, Nausicaa in reality really surprised Angel.
There were open wounds all over her body, and her clothes were stained with blood, especially her right hand. The prosthetic limb Angel had customized for her at that time was 90% damaged, with only a few metal wires still attached.
on top.
This was the first time Angel had seen such miserable Nausicaa. Even the most difficult battle in the Rising Stars Competition was not as good as it was now.
Moreover, Angel also noticed Nausicaa's mental fatigue and the concentration of magic around her.
The injuries were not only external, but also internal.
Angel took out two bottles of medicine from the bracelet. One was a regular medicine bottle filled with milky white liquid; the other was a rather delicate triangular conical medicine bottle with a cork handle made of silver and a string hanging from it.
The silver-white metal hanging chain contains light green liquid.
"The white one is the velvet potion, and the light green one is the rhythmless rhyme." Angel handed the two bottles of potion to Nausicaa.
Nausicaa took Rhymeless Rhyme, but pushed the velvet potion back to Angel.
"My physical injury is not serious, so I won't waste it."
Ying Rong Potion treats trauma and can speed up the healing of injuries. Rhythm without Rhythm can restore a certain amount of mental injuries.
Among them, the velvet potion is quite cheap, while the meterless rhyme is very expensive. Nausicaa did not refuse the expensive meterless rhyme, but instead declined the velvet potion. This shows that she is not being polite to Angel, she is sincere
No need for velvet potion.
Angel didn't say much, nodded, and put away the velvet potion.
Nausicaa did not take the Rhythm without Rhythm immediately, because taking this kind of mental potion was the most undisturbed, and it was obviously not suitable at this time. After she put away the Rhythm without Rhythm, she brought Angel and others to Lenko.
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Because the way Angel and the others appeared was too shocking, even if they put down their momentum, the doctors present did not dare to approach. As they approached, the doctors also retreated and dispersed.
Little Flea was also pushed to the back, but he secretly observed the coming person.
A handsome young man, a stooped old man, and a man with a translucent body floating in the air.
Who are they? Are they friends of Asbel-sama?
While the little flea was thinking secretly, Angel began to examine Lenko in the ice.
From Angel's actions, others also guessed his intentions.
At this time, everyone was silent, and their eyes were shining with expectation. Can the big man respected by Lord Asberu save Mr. Lenko?
After a while, Angel withdrew his hand that touched the ice. He did not speak immediately, but looked at Nice.
"Wizard of Nice, what do you think of his condition?"
Nice: "The power of the soul is stronger than that of ordinary people. He should be able to condense his soul after death. However, in terms of spiritual power value, it should not reach the standard of a gifted person, but it should be very close. A non-talented person can condense it
Leaving the soul body is not easy."
Angel: "...I didn't ask about what happened after his death."
Nice shrugged: "Then I have nothing to say."
When everyone heard what Nice said, their hearts sank instantly. Does this old man mean that there is only something to talk about after death, and there is no hope for life?
An atmosphere of sadness began to fill the air.
However, the next second, Nice's words quickly wiped away the atmosphere.
"It's so easy to revive him, what's there to talk about? It's better to let him die. After death, he becomes a soul. I might take him back to the Soul Valley. There's really no point in living."