Apostle of Cthulhu

There is nothingness outside the window, but in a sense it is not empty.

This place is filled with an extremely depressing atmosphere. At least when Si Wei first set foot here, he felt someone pinching his neck, making it very difficult for him to breathe.

After confirming that Oliver was dead, Siwei climbed over the window and stepped into the boundless starry sky where the ground was unknown. The colors here cannot be described in words. All kinds of colors are mixed together, and the colors are changing every second. It can be called mental pollution.

Si Wei couldn't see any living things here, the original pond had disappeared, and this sea of ​​nothingness had swallowed up this small space, but from Si Wei's point of view, there was no edge at all.

This place is freed from the shackles of time, there is no order, it is chaos, and it has not yet been opened up.

Theoretically speaking, Si Wei cannot see anything because there is no light in the sea of ​​emptiness. What Si Wei's vision captures now is purely the scenery projected in his brain to complete the picture. The real sea of ​​nothingness looks different in the eyes of any intelligent body.

However, something extremely unexpected broke into Si Wei's field of vision.

That was light, light in the true sense, filling this world without color and basic laws, allowing Si Wei to see clearly what was in front of him.

It was a person, or... something in human form.

It was shrouded in nothingness. Si Wei couldn't see its face or its clothes, and could only make out its outline.

"Who are you?" Si Wei asked, "Are you the so-called 'unknown'?"

"Don't make assumptions about the things in front of you. This will affect your most basic judgment." The man spoke. Although Si Wei couldn't see clearly how he opened and closed his lips, he did make a sound, and it was a man's. Voice, "You just need to know that 'I' am standing in front of you, and that's enough."

Si Wei didn't think the Cthulhu in his impression looked like this, "Then who are you? Can you give me an answer?"

"You are not qualified to get the answer yet," the man said, "but you can be qualified to call me. You can call me...bishop."

bishop? Is it a bishop in the real sense, or a bishop in chess?

Si Wei frowned, "Then are you also one of the 'unknown'?"

"It's okay if you want to understand it this way. No matter what answer I give, you will only filter the information you need in your heart."

"Oh? It seems you know me very well."

The bishop seemed to be smiling, but did not give a positive answer.

Si Wei asked the most important question, "Why do you want to create an urban legend like Osins Street? If you want to, create a space where no one else will be involved, and where only Oliver can exist." Isn’t it very relaxing?”

The bishop replied: "You may have misunderstood something. I am not the instigator of Osins Street. I am at most a takeover."

"What do you mean? The real murderer is actually someone else? And you are just an innocent person?"

"Of course not," the bishop shook his head, "Including everything that happened recently on Osins Street, it was all under my guidance."

Si Wei was startled and was about to ask something when he suddenly saw the bishop raising the back of his right hand. A pattern that Si Wei was very familiar with actually appeared on the back of his hand!

That pattern is exactly the same as the one on the back of the old man’s hand!

"Are you that old man?" Si Wei realized this and asked, "What is your purpose? Why are you manipulating the development of the Osins Street incident while inducing me to carry out this step?"

The bishop gave an answer that Siwei couldn't understand, "Because I want to witness...the similarity between the past and the future."

"What's the meaning?!"

"You can't understand me now, because there is still too much distance between us." The bishop seemed to be sighing, and the entire sea of ​​void shone with a faint fluorescence because of his sigh, "The secret of Osinth Street will be accompanied by With the death of Oliver and disappearing, no one will remember this sad street, and no one will remember what happened during this period.

"If you still want to get an answer that can convince you, then kill Fury...he will tell you...the answer you want to know."

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As soon as the bishop finished speaking, Si Wei felt that the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he was pushed away from the bed by a huge force!

Before being pushed away, he maintained the same posture as when he was about to step into the Sea of ​​Void, as if he suddenly fell asleep at that time.

Could it be that just now... the power of his Dream Eater's gift was forcibly activated?

Si Wei was even more certain that the bishop was a member of the "unknown", but his purpose for doing this job was unknown.

Since the bishop had given the most accurate hint, Si Wei briefly adjusted his state, then left the attic and went all the way to the reception desk on the ground floor.

At this moment, Fury was still staring at Kedis's portrait, calm and peaceful, like an old man sitting on the balcony, quietly looking at the sinking sunset.

"Mr. Fury," Siwei took out his pistol and put it against the back of Fury's head, "I was told that you would provide me with some information. I hope this is not a lie."

"Hmph, since you've pointed the gun at my head, it means that I've already done everything I want to do." Fury didn't panic at all, and seemed to have anticipated his own end. "I'm the mystic you're looking for."

Siwei should have known this long ago. Oxins Street was directly destroyed by the unknown power. It's okay for Oliver to survive, because he has to pay the price for the curse, but it's absolutely impossible for Fury to survive.

He faced the unknown, survived, and gained the power of grace, becoming a missionary, and monitoring Oliver as the eye of the unknown. This is the correct answer!

"I want to know the reason why you've persisted for so long. It must not be because the unknown kept you alive, so you chose to live, right?"

Fury calmly took out his pipe from the drawer, "Haha, the so-called missionary is just a scam. From the moment you gained the power of grace, you became a slave of the unknown, and everything you did was just for 'preaching'. It's ridiculous that Curtis made this position so high-sounding."

Siwei didn't interrupt.

"The reason I persisted for so long is just because I still have feelings for this street. If it weren't for this reason, I might have become one of the fallen. It's boring, right? This reason."

"No," Si Wei was silent for a moment and gave his own answer, "Maybe this is the truth you want to find."

"Truth... This is really a false proposition that is difficult to touch..." Fury smiled, lit his pipe, and took a deep last puff.

Si Wei closed his eyes and pulled the trigger of the next bullet.