"You mean, he is not the incarnation of the emperor?"
Khayon did not answer Talos immediately, but looked at Soshyan and continued:
"Isn't it? Only Soshyan knows best."
Soshyan only replied to Kayan.
"He took Brother Seid's mask."
Kayon raised his eyebrows, looking very surprised, but then calmed down.
"There's nothing we can do about it."
At this time, the crew members also returned to normal. They were sitting in their chairs at a loss, watching the three space warriors saying some inexplicable words.
However, some people still showed discomfort due to the abnormality just now. Coughing and vomiting were the most common reactions. The bridge was a bit messy for a while.
Soshyan glanced around and then ordered:
"There is a temporary shift change, everyone should go back and rest."
Soon, the original crew evacuated the bridge, but the new crew had not arrived yet, so there were only three people left on the bridge.
"Soshyan, what just happened?"
Talos also noticed the porcelain cup in Soshyan's hand, but he remembered that Soshyan had not left the bridge, so why did he suddenly have this thing.
Soshyan didn't know how to answer, so he just handed the white blue and white porcelain cup to Talos for his own observation, and then said:
"He took me to a place called Thunderstone Church and told me a lot of...incomprehensible words."
"This cup has a bit of an ancient Terra style."
Talos also saw something at this time, raised the blue and white porcelain cup and said with a frown:
"I accidentally saw something similar in the palace of the original body. It is said that it was given to the original body by Malcador when he first went to Terra after returning to the empire. It was a set of tea sets, but the style was not very similar to this one.
Same."
Instead, Khayon was more interested in the conversation between Soshyan and the Bewildered One.
"What did it say to you?"
"Nothing said."
Faced with Soshyan's tight-lipped attitude, Kayon could only raise his eyebrows, but made no further comment. Talos put the cup on the table aside, looked at the darkness outside the observation window, and whispered:
"I feel like this trip is not easy. I just came here not long after I left -"
Before he finished speaking, his vision suddenly blurred, and then he saw a nightmare-like city burning with green flames, and a group of vague-looking creatures wandering on the messy streets, laughing and vomiting filth.
"Well--"
What came with the preview was a spoiler that nearly cracked his head, as if thousands of needles were piercing his cerebral cortex.
Talos staggered, almost sliding to the ground, and then four arms grabbed his shoulders and arms at the same time.
"Talos! What's wrong with you! Talos!"
"He must have had another vision! I'll inject him with a sedative first."
"The sedatives are useless! Kayon, there is medicine prepared for him by Valier in the medical cabin!"
"Then take him there quickly."
In the increasingly distant voices of Soshyan and Khayon, Talos fell into a corrupt world. A giant with armor all over its body was flapping the insect wings behind it and holding a huge scythe high in its hand.
"Mo——"
After uttering one syllable, Talos fainted completely.
At this time, the replacement crew also came to the bridge, only to see the demigod masters carrying a demigod away in a hurry. With doubts, they took over the work and continued to sail the Lost Word in the Webway.
And just behind the Lost Words, a golden light point was flying rapidly, but stopped suddenly in the middle.
In the dark webway, a figure was suspended in mid-air. Its face was also covered with a shining golden mask, but the mask was engraved with a face screaming in pain, with wide eyes and a wide mouth, revealing neat teeth -
- It was as if a person's dying scream was fixed alive in metal, and the white priest's robe in the style of the state religion on his body was shrouded in a layer of golden light.
Right in front of it, a bone flute hung in the air, blocking the man's way.
"Confused, why are you here!"
The voice under the mask of pain was both hoarse and elegant, like a duet of two harmonies, with a hint of anger in the tone.
"Entrusted by others."
"How do you know this route? Who told you! This is none of your business!"
"Singer, have you forgotten the meaning of my existence? I am trying every means to prove your mistakes. I am confused and doubtful. There is nothing beyond my control."
Upon hearing this, the golden priest stretched out his bony hand wrapped in silk gloves, pointed at the other person and yelled:
"Ten thousand years have passed and you still can't prove that our method is wrong! Get out of the way!"
The man known as the Singer rushed forward suddenly, but the Bewitcher suddenly appeared behind him, held his shoulders, and then threw him back to his original position with a strong force.
"At least this time, I can prove that you are wrong."
The singer's robes rippled in the void, he stabilized his figure and hissed:
"What?"
"Emotions are not all human shortcomings. Sometimes people can create incredible miracles. If he can accomplish this, wouldn't it be a miracle?"
"Nonsense! Get out of the way, I don't have time to argue with you."
"The reason is unclear. If you can convince me, then I will turn around and leave immediately. If you plan to use violence, then I can only -"
In an instant, dazzling golden light illuminated the entire area.
“Fight violence with violence.”
Looking at the looming golden claws on the opponent's hand, the singer made a sound of gnashing teeth under his mask. The same claws also appeared on his arm, and the entire outline became more and more shining, like a round at noon.
The cold golden sun.
As for the Bewitcher opposite him, the light is softer, more like the setting sun at dusk.
But the bewilderment's next words made the singer give up his plan to use force.
"Remind me, singer, the power of Said has returned to me. You have no chance of winning. We will both lose."
The singer stood there, silent, and then the confused man laughed and said:
"Okay, please don't waste your time. If Chaos notices you if you leave for too long, Star Torch may be in trouble."
Finally, the singer snorted, turned around and disappeared.
The confused man then shook his head.
"A lie is still a lie after being repeated a thousand times. Why don't you understand? It was true in the past and it is true now. Do you still plan to do this in the future?"
The moment he turned around, the Webway disappeared and the Bewitcher returned to the church known as Thunderstone.
At this time, all the candles in the church had been extinguished. The Bewitcher picked up the match on the altar and struck it gently. The warm firelight illuminated his cold mask.
At this time, the door suddenly opened again, and a tall figure walked in despite the wind and rain. His heavy steps even made the benches around him shake slightly.
The deceiver, who was relighting the candle with a match, saw the match blown out by the strong wind. He turned around, looked at the intruder standing at the dark entrance of the door, and said softly:
"It seems you have made up your mind too?"
After the other party let out a low hum, the Bewitcher let out a weak sigh.
"Yes, he is your brother after all, so you can go ahead."
The other party snorted again, turned around and left the church, striding into the violent storm.