High Above

No matter how gentle they seem on the surface, psykers, especially those who have awakened psychic powers, to ordinary people, some of their thoughts are absolutely crazy and unreasonable.

Elder Purdue knows this deeply. He knows that prophets are arrogant and psykers are crazy. They may not feel it themselves, but non-psychics can perceive it. Unusual sharpness.

It seems that... breaking through a layer of mask, revealing the sharpness of the true self.

That may be the essence of psychic power, which originates from the nature...a manifestation of desire.

This is indeed a unique symbol, but it is also the reason why ordinary people will subconsciously stay away from psykers.

Most of the time in this world, people wear false masks to hide their real selves.

Seeing a person for who they really are is enough to make one feel intimidated and uncomfortable.

To give a simple example, it’s like seeing a relative or friend suddenly go crazy, and speak out loud about your various hobbies, the types of works and games you like to watch, and even when you’re old, you still like Pretty Cure X and various masks X Photographed by Shiao X Mante, even speaking out about his sexual fetish...

Embarrassing, so embarrassing, I wish I could stay away from such a person!

In particular, this person is not shy at all, and after speaking out, he can still communicate with other people in such a calm manner.

so……

Instead, there will be some envy and jealousy.

——Why can he do this? So sincere, so undisguised, so unafraid of other people's eyes and ridicule?

People turn away from psykers, especially psykers who reveal their obsessions.

But Ian's dream needs the help of many people.

Ian knows this, so he has been restraining his sharpness, putting on a mask, making friends with most people, making them feel close, making all the white people recognize him, and believing that he can bring them to a better future.

But just now, Elder Purdue noticed that the mask of camouflage on Ian's body was broken - fighting, killing and determination made his spiritual power grow further, so much so that he forgot to restrain that aggressive layer. pressure.

Facing a prophet, anyone will feel the oppressive feeling that everything about them will be seen through.

Elder Pude originally wanted to find an opportunity to remind Ian, but he never thought that the other party would instinctively restrain his sharp will at this moment.

"Is it because of Elan?"

Thinking of this, Elder Purdue wanted to have a sip of wine, but saw Ian watching him.

"Thank you, Elder."

He saw such a mouth shape and heard such a voice.

He saw the corner of Ian's slightly raised mouth, and felt sincere gratitude and closeness.

Ian rarely shows closeness to other people, he can be gentle, superficially mingling with many people, he can be anyone's friend - but he is always very rarely, really close to other people.

Holding the wine glass, the old man lost his mind slightly.

He has never felt this way... Whether it is from his mother who is devoted to academics, or from his father who left before birth and died in adventures, or from all the elders in the old family, he has never felt this way. I've had this feeling.

He had no children, and he had never thought about having children, but suddenly a strange warmth spread in his heart.

--Mother.

Thinking of this in his heart, he also smiled at Ian, nodded to tell him to eat quickly, replenish nutrition and strength, and then took a sip of sweet and fragrant honey wine.

The old man lowered his eyes and closed his eyes, feeling the scalding wine mixed with his throat and entering his stomach.

A feeling of... warmth.

——Perhaps... I no longer want to fulfill your prayers for me, fulfill your wishes, and revive the family again.

—I... maybe just me.

——I want to build such a family.

A warm... home.

After eating, Elan was a little tired. He had been feeling Ian's emotions frequently since the morning, just like Ian back then, physically and mentally exhausted.

Elder Purdue had prepared the room a long time ago, the little boy was put on the bed and covered with a quilt in a daze, and Ian was also ordered to rest.

Originally, the young man wanted to say that he was not tired and that he could talk to Elder Purdue about what he had seen and heard in the ruins, but the other party shook his head and said that he didn't want to hear it now, so Ian had to go to bed and lie down to recuperate.

On the bed, Ian, who thought he would wake up, felt an inexplicable sense of warmth and security.

That is an emotion that cannot be felt in the ruins anyway.

So, in just ten seconds, he fell into a deep sleep.

The young man's thoughts gradually calmed down, like an eagle patrolling the sky, although vigilant, it can still sleep peacefully in its nest.

He fell asleep.

Then, the prophet had a dream.

One incarnated as a hive, as the master.

Dreaming of gazing at the stars.

...

The dream that predicts the future flows in the time.

In 773 Terra, on April 20, a bad news spread throughout Port Harrison.

Struggling in the South China Sea maze, Bishop White Mist returned with a dying body and brought back sad news - because of an unexpected change and Patrick's obstruction from the Ellen family, he did not have time to stop the huge monster entrenched in the maze. The mother brain-eating worm ran away, causing all the people who entered the maze before to die in the fight with the swarm.

Whether it is Master Gosser, Isengard, the special forces team of Feiyandi, or the monks of the Spiritual Tool Church, the appraiser Ian, and the Qing Chao and other fleet members who tried to leave but failed, all because of their mother. The attack of the nest or the obstruction of the monster lost the chance of escape.

Even he himself was seriously injured. If it wasn't for his strong vitality, he might have died in the final battle.

He didn't lie, everything he said was true and could be verified by all psychic powers.

Neither Viscount Grant nor the Ellen family could accept this result, but they also knew that no matter how unbelievable and unacceptable, things had already happened.

But there was a little boy who didn't believe it.

The younger brother of the appraiser Ian, a white boy named Elan, insisted that his brother was still alive. Although it was painful and confusing, he was indeed still alive.

In this regard, Bishop Baiwu asked about the specific situation in detail at the beginning, but because the boy could not express his thoughts clearly, there was no result.

In the final analysis, the old man saw with his own eyes that the other party and the will of the hive died together, submerged together with the crystallized dragon into the bottomless pit after the collapse of the hive, and finally completely incinerated by the high-heat cooling fluid of the ruins.

In any case, the disaster that might affect Nanling, or even the entire Terra continent, was indeed erased, and the part about this disaster in the prophecy also completely disappeared.

Because Ian played an important role in the battle against the mother worm, helping the church eliminate disasters, as a reciprocal return, Bishop Baiwu decided to follow the teachings, help his family, and lead him to ascension as Elan's teacher the road.

No one would refuse this proposal. The people of Bai lost their genius, Port Harrison lost their future master alchemist, and the elder lost his heir. The decision of Huaiguang Church is a redemption for everyone, a timely gift. .

In this way, the young boy began to receive training from the Huaiguang Church. Although he still insisted that his brother was not dead, but that his mind was divided into many parts and fell asleep, all this was regarded as a child's joke.

But no one knew that the body of the captain of Feiyan's special force, who died in the hands of the giant golden centipede, slowly opened his eyes among the deep ruins.

The water-colored psychic halo is no longer clear, but has become deep and deep, as if it originated from the abyss at the bottom of a distant dark spring.

The disaster affecting Nanling and the entire Terra continent has indeed come to an end.

But that was just a prologue.

The wriggling body, the swarm of insects re-developed with the corpse as the core, and the cyan streamer shining on all the swarms spread, build, and regenerate deep in the dark underground.

It's like blue lines spreading across the pitch-black iron

Time passed like this.

In the blink of an eye, it was the year 779 of Terra.

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