Lumian looked at Franka's eyes that had turned back to the blue of the lake due to his promotion, and saw a little light reflected in it, either bright or yellowish.
"Yes." He echoed with emotion.
Franka fell silent again.
After a while, she said dreamily:
"You know what? I can never go back......"
"What happened?" Lumian asked.
Franka once again started talking about it when she and Jane woke up and found that it was in the underground area of Mushu Hospital, as if she wanted to use more of the previous narrative to accumulate the courage to talk about the next thing and prolong the time for psychological construction.
Lumian was not eager, listened quietly, and occasionally asked for a couple of details.
When Franka talked about her choice to use the special dream realm to forcibly promote in exchange for the gaze of the "Primordial Witch" and open up the way to escape, Lumian raised her eyebrows.
Although he had learned that Franka had been promoted to the "Witch of Despair" with the help of the law of extraordinary characteristics and the spiritual intuition of the "witch", and inferred from the previous narration that this was the most likely method to succeed in the environment at that time and under the conditions at that time, he still felt that this had a certain design meaning:
The conditions for being promoted to the "Witch of Despair" happened to be met at that moment!
Of course, that is, he was not at the scene, and if he was there, he would directly burn the corpse oil candle and make a secret agreement with the terrifying will in that special city to forcibly destroy the obstacles.
After saying that he fell into the illusory abyss with the collapse of the mirror world and the collapse of the last part of the corridor, Franka paused for a few seconds, and then tried to talk in a straightforward tone about how he slowed down his fall, how he felt that his spirit and heart were also approaching the abyss, and how he chose the gray-white mist that fell into it.
Her body began to tremble, but she still insisted on telling Lumian the blurred light door, those transparent "silkworm cocoons", the fast-spinning illusory planet, the slightly solemn sound, and the past self in the "silkworm cocoon", and the corresponding reasonable speculations.
Lumian actually felt that "time travel" was not what Franka and the members of the "Curly Baboon Research Society" thought for a long time, and suspected that there was a terrifying truth that they could not accept, so during this time in Dream City, he and Jane both tacitly treated Franka and expressed their importance to her more clearly and clearly, but he did not expect the truth to be like this.
It turns out that it is not a time travel, but a time travel...... Can space go back and forth, and time can flow backwards? No, if it could, it wouldn't be so difficult to revive Aurore...... Lumian's mood suddenly became sad.
He felt that he had permanently lost some very important people, something he missed very much, that kind of sadness, that kind of melancholy, that kind of regret, that kind of pain, like a sharp carving knife, chiseling an epitaph on his heart stroke by stroke.
He understood at once that this was the feeling of his sister Auror, and her soul fragment resonated with Franca's strong emotions because of Franca's narration.
I can never go back to my hometown.
"Specifically, I suspect that the Western Continent is where the 'Underworld Daoists' and 'Heavenly Masters' are located, that is, it is what my hometown will look like thousands or even tens of thousands of years later......" Franka's body was still trembling slightly.
Lumian closed his eyes and smiled deliberately:
"I suddenly feel lucky enough, at least I still have hope of resurrecting Auror, and you don't even have the last thought."
Franka's mouth opened slightly, a little stunned.
She laughed angrily and said:
"Zhen! Can't you 'hunters' say good things with your mouths? Human mouths can spit out such vicious words!"
"I thought you would kick me away." Lumian showed a begging expression.
Franka suddenly understood his true intentions, and said with a "hum":
"I have such an impulse, you are very suitable to be a punching bag now."
She paused, looked out the window again, looked at the warm and quiet night and said:
"You said before that the big deal is that our mission fails, and if we come back with a group of people, the big deal is that everyone will face the end of the world together, and you can't let me die in the basement of Mushu Hospital......"
"I said that on purpose to make you feel that you are needed and valued, and to help you get out of that lifeless state of despair." Lumian laughed, "Although I didn't know exactly what happened to you at the time, I could still see how you were feeling."
Franka turned around, looked at Lumian, and said "heh":
"For the 'hunter', it depends on what he does and how he does it, not what he says, I know, you did ask Luo Shan and Jian Na to invite Zhou Mingrui to the underground area."
Without waiting for Lumian to respond, she was a little more curious than before:
"How did you get into that psychological shadow?"
That was near the bottom of the illusory abyss!
Lumian smiled and said:
"I met Lu Yong'an when I went down to the negative second floor, she should have been an external consciousness that came in through some method, not a dream image that was polluted and affected like Green.
"So, when we met at Hongyue Hospital, she would most likely see that I was a fake Son of God, but she fully cooperated with my actions, hehe, maybe for the 'Great Mother', whether I am a real Son of God or a fake Son of God, as long as I bear the title of Son of God, sooner or later it will become real, and this time there will be a chance.
"At that time, Lu Yongan told me that if you want to enter the illusory abyss to save people, you can only pray for my mother's help."
"You won't pray anymore, will you?" Franka's whole body was occupied by feelings of concern and worry, and she temporarily forgot about the depression of will, the depression of mood, the pain and despair that slowly eroded the soul.
Her gaze subconsciously fell on Lumian's stomach.
"Of course not." Lumian deliberately talked about Lu Yong'an first, in order to mobilize Franka's emotions and prevent her from fully immersing herself in sadness.
As a good doctor who has been ill for a long time, he knows what to say and what to do at times like this.
More importantly, he himself is also a "desperate witch", and he has also experienced the role of "making himself desperate" as soon as he was promoted, digesting the magic medicine part of "making himself desperate", and from the treatment report of the world's strongest "psychiatrist", he learned the measures and methods to stabilize his mental state and avoid losing control.
This is the reason why he frankly told Franka his true thoughts and psychological state before saving her, he had to be the most stable anchor, otherwise, how could any "hunter" directly speak his heart?
Franka breathed an uncontrollable sigh of relief:
"Then what did you rely on to destroy the illusory abyss and open the channel?"
Lumian laughed:
"Corpse oil candle."
As he spoke, he took out the bottle of light yellow and reddish semi-set candles, sighed and said:
"The 'Fire of Destruction' burned too hard, this candle can only be used again."
Franka heard Lumian talk about the last time she held a secret contract ceremony with corpse oil candles, and she also knew that the object of the secret contract was probably the terrifying will that stood at the top of the two paths of "hunter" and "witch", and her eyes widened suddenly:
"You're a bit extreme......"
She didn't say anything because she thought of such an extreme to save herself.
Lumian recounted the feelings in the secret contract ceremony, the arrival of a little terrifying will, and the changes in the remnants of the "Blood Emperor", and finally said:
"I couldn't get into that gray mist, but there happened to be an exaggerated lightning bolt that struck the gray mist."
"That's ......," Franka recalled, "The spell that Lady 'Justice' passed in in some way sounds like a name, and it has to be pronounced in ancient Hermes."
She didn't dare to say the spell, afraid that even if she didn't use extraordinary language, it would attract lightning strikes in her dreams, but it was not so terrifying.
"Can you create this kind of exaggerated lightning spell in Mr. Fool's dream?" Lumian thought for a moment and said, "Involving a true god, or even a great being? Or is it related to Mr. Fool's cognition?"
"Hmm." Franka is more concerned about another question, "How are you feeling now?"
Lumian raised his right hand, palm facing up, revealing a small piece of pale skin and a little old dark red hidden under the pale skin:
"After the mutation, the aura of the 'Blood Emperor' and the seal of the 'Underworld Daoist' have fused a little, and they can actually be fused......
"This has not yet been manifested externally, and it has not brought about any other changes......"
Lumian examined his own state and said:
"Also, I feel like there is something more on my body, but I can't find it, and it hasn't affected me much...... This is more like the aftereffects of the secret covenant ritual, with certain hallucinations......"
"In the past two days, you should find an opportunity to take the initiative to get out of the dream and let Ms. 'Magician' check it out." Franka reminded Lumian not to ignore the issue and to confirm the situation as soon as possible.
Lumian nodded and said instead:
"You went to the company to quit your job in the past two days, and the position you kept before was to let you fish for Zarathustra in the shadows, and then rely on leaving the dream to avoid risks at a critical moment.
Only then did Franka remember her current state - before she completely digested the "despair" magic potion, as soon as she got out of the dream and returned to reality, she would lose control and become a monster on the spot.
"Hmm." She didn't show off and realized that she was still in trouble.
Then, she turned around and prepared to leave the window.
"Don't you continue to watch the night view outside?" Lumian asked casually.
Franka pursed her lips and said:
"The more I look, the more I miss it, the more I look at it, the more I am reluctant to ......"
She stopped, turned her body halfway, and once again turned her gaze to the night scene outside the window.
After staring for a few seconds, she said with emotion in her voice:
"If I were Mr. 'Fool', I might want to sleep forever, sleep in such a sweet dream, and never wake up......"
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(End of this chapter)