Nightmare, this word contains a bit too much information.
After the illusion dissipated and Fuzen returned to the underground secret room, he was deeply moved by Frankie's two sentences of explanation until the very end.
But not too surprised.
Where does this special organization, which clearly shares an absolute common philosophy, come from? This is a question that has been thought about as early as the beginning of the mission.
And from the way they looked at the Awakened Ones from behind, we could tell something - it was very similar to the way the Celestial Sphere Cult looked at themselves.
Here I have to mention the topic I discussed with Mrs. Raven at that time.
You don’t have absolute judgment conditions. Faced with two worlds that are almost synchronized, how can you determine which is a nightmare and which is real?
The answer Mrs. Raven gave at that time was that it came from an indescribable experience.
So what if someone's experience in the world in front of her is the same as her experience in the world of laws and regulations?
It seems to have suddenly become the most typical stance issue.
It's not even a hypothesis, it seems that the Fallen Star clan has indeed achieved similar experiences in this world.
It's just that the source of the gift is no longer the starry sky, but under your feet.
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"Are you trying to say that Mrs. Raven and the others, who thought they had glimpsed the truth, were just victims of nightmares?"
Didn't waste time being tactful and got straight to the point before paying.
"Even the nightmares you've been through?"
"...I am becoming more and more curious about your purpose in coming here."
The overly efficient communication not surprisingly shocked the Fallen Star quartet again.
Frankie, who slowly took off the soft skull and finally opened his eyes, did not hide this emotion.
"Yes, that's why I said there is no point in explaining directly. The noble gift of the stars..."
He let out a sneer.
"I accepted it years ago...and so does everyone here."
Frankie signaled, and Fu Qian followed and looked over, only to see that the eyes of Ms. Xia and the three of them were full of sadness and relief, and even lingering fears.
"Order, hunter, temple, law, please believe that we are very familiar with each of these words."
Shaking his head slowly, Frankie seemed to be reminiscing about the vicissitudes of the past.
"Unfortunately, it seems that for the new batch of 'awakened ones', these are even a little difficult to access."
"Of course, even if this is the case, I can still understand the charm of becoming a divine being from a mortal. There are very few people who can resist this."
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"hunter?"
Nodding slightly, he expressed that he agreed with Frankie's emotion, and then uttered another word before paying.
"Yes...I am the hunter of the Order in there."
And Frankie confirmed his story.
"The gifts from the stars have made me sensitive and powerful, and I have never regretted it... I believe in Him with great devotion and remove all pollution that dares to blaspheme the light."
"It was a long time, so long that I almost forgot who I was."
"But I finally encountered a challenge. During the cleaning process, more and more pollution was reflected in my heart, and I finally started to have nightmares."
Frankie pointed to his head and emphasized the word nightmare.
"This makes me deeply angry, and I feel that my beliefs have been challenged, especially in the nightmares, where there are really blasphemous things that are polluting me..."
"In the process of fighting against it, I became more extreme and ruthlessly eradicated all contaminated people to prove that my faith has never faded."
"But in the end I still felt uneasy. There were more and more pollutions and desecrated people, and it never stopped - until one day I discovered that other hunters were also suffering from nightmares."
"Found it in a nightmare?"
Frankie was very engaged in what he said, and he would give a compliment at the right time before paying.
"Yes, he met me, but why are you so sure that he couldn't have discovered it during the operation?"
This time, it was Ms. Xia who answered and asked a question by the way.
"On the one hand, I know your corporate culture relatively well. It's hard to imagine that you would exchange worries while working. On the other hand, there is a ready-made example."
He sighed softly before paying, undoubtedly referring to Madam Raven and the others.
"When we are in a common special situation, it is easier to communicate some true feelings."
"You're right, but that's not enough."
Frankie seems to have become accustomed to Fu Qian's efficiency in advancing the topic.
"Even though Xia shared her confusion with me, even our bodies were indeed changing."
"It's not surprising. Compared with Mrs. Raven, the gifts you received are obviously more serious. It takes more courage to doubt yourself."
Before I paid, I looked like I was involved and analyzed it carefully.
The Hunters of the Order, who adhere to the laws of the stars, are much better than the crooked ones of Lady Raven, and it is much more difficult to break away from them - unless something goes wrong.
"You're right...people's prejudices are hard to change."
"On the day I shared just now, the truth about the stars finally appeared before my eyes, and the so-called gift turned into a curse."
Frankie still had a sigh of relief in his words.
"The irony is that it was the pollution I had been trying so hard to clean up that protected me and prevented me from entering that church at the last moment."
"It's a pity that not many people can wake up here like me in the end."
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"I think I understand, the stars created that nightmare, even about His beliefs, like the Law and the Order."
"The actual gift is a kind of pollution. As for the purpose... you can refer to Madam Raven's current situation and bring the pollution here."
Before paying, he nodded slightly to show that he understood the other party's mood, and at the same time, he quickly summarized.
"That's right, each of us has become a tool to break through the barrier between nightmares and reality. The pollution disguised as gifts passes through us and penetrates here little by little, and will not reveal its true colors until the last moment."
Once again agreeing with Fu Qian's statement, Frankie showed a hint of sarcasm on his face.
"It's a pity that it failed in the end, and when it came back many years later, it looked a lot weaker, and it couldn't even disguise basic gifts."
"Of course, you look different, and Dark Moon is a title we have never heard of before. That's why we are willing to share what we just shared."
Squatting down and placing the skull back into the pool, Frankie turned to stare at Fu Qian.
"It's not necessarily to convince anyone, it's just to show our experience. I wonder if you have any thoughts on what you just experienced?"
Thoughts?
This question of whether I dream of a butterfly or I dream of a butterfly is indeed a bit unanswerable, and it is difficult for the person involved to find a definite answer.
Frankie's question was not surprising, and he even nodded slightly before paying, acknowledging the difficulty of the question.
But do you have the answer?
Yes - the world we live in right now is a nightmare.
The containment conditions are clearly stated.
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This chapter has been completed!