Looking at her past self suspended in the transparent "cocoon", Franka's mind was buzzing, and many thoughts flashed through her, like boiling oatmeal.
"What on earth is this place?"
"Is this Mr. Fool or the psychological shadow of Tianzun?"
"Before I lost my memory and completed the time travel, I was put in a 'cocoon' and hung on the light door like this?"
"The other 'cocoons' contain other members of the research association?"
"What do those three empty 'cocoons' represent?"
"Who hung us up?"
"This is very similar to the performance of the high sequence of the 'divineer' path..."
"Did Tianzun do it?"
"So, this is Mr. Fool's psychological shadow?"
"he……"
The thought that flashed through Franka's mind had just flashed here. Behind the brilliant light door, part of the gray mist dispersed, revealing the sphere.
That is the picture of looking down at the planet from the moon, from the starry sky.
Franka then saw the northern and southern continents, the western continent covered with a layer of gray mist, and the eastern continent deep in darkness.
At the same time, a slightly solemn voice echoed in her ears:
"There is a very old name here called...
"Chernobyl!"
"There is a very old name here called...
"Chernobyl!"
"..."
As the sound echoed, Franka stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar planet in the depths of the gray mist. She stared blankly at the four continents that had changed to some extent but could still be discerned, and her whole body was filled with confusion.
It was like being struck by lightning.
Suddenly, she understood many questions, questions that she could not think of answers to in the past or that she avoided an answer and looked for other explanations:
"Why does this world also have 365 days a year, with one extra day every four years...
"Why is this world also 24 hours a day, 60 minutes an hour, 60 seconds a minute...
"Why is it that the human body structure in this world is exactly the same as that of the earth, and most elements can find corresponding relationships...
"Why is Mr. Fool's dream in a modern city...
"Why is Mr. Fool's marionette town called Utopia...
"Why are Mr. Fool's incarnations called Gehrman Sparrow and Merlin Hermes...
"..."
Franka stared blankly at the strange yet familiar planet, the four continents in the memory, the four continents in the southeast and northwest, and the blue and dreamy ocean. She didn't know when the salty, wet water had flowed down her face.
of teardrops.
Her mind was telling her the answer, and her heart was refusing to accept it:
This world may be the earth...
Franka's vision was blurry, but she didn't dare to close her eyes, afraid of seeing the images that always appeared in front of her when she dreamed back at midnight.
Strong shock, sadness and huge despair and pain burst out in her heart. This was almost consistent with the strong emotions permeating the current area. They were indistinguishable from each other and seemed to be blended:
Maybe we never left, but we can never go back.
…………
Trier, inside a luxury villa.
In Franka's room, Ms. "Judgment", Ms. "Magician" and Ms. "Justice" have gathered beside the bed.
"She was in tears..." Ms. Judgment, who had been observing Franka's condition, suddenly said.
The corners of Franka's sleeping eyes became inexplicably moist, and the traces of tears extended to both sides, disappearing into the long flaxen hair that had darkened a lot.
She seemed to be having an extremely sad dream.
At this moment, both Ms. "Judgement" and Ms. "Magician" couldn't understand why "Two of Cups" would cry silently while dreaming.
It's not that they didn't expect how Franka's expression would change in reality in the future. Whether it was painful to the point of distortion, crazy to the point of exaggeration, or falling into extreme joy, these are all possible possibilities.
.
But why are you crying?
The tears she shed were dominated by sadness and despair.
Did something happen to one of her companions?
Ms. "Magician" turned her gaze to other rooms and found that Lumian, Jenna, Anthony and Ludwig were all still alive, but the first two had a cold expression, and could not conceal their pain and urgency in their dreams.
"Don't you 'appease'?" Ms. "Judgment" asked Ms. "Justice" who was doing spiritual and psychological analysis.
Since the mental pollution and emotional impact experienced in dreams will be reflected in reality, the corresponding psychological problems and mental illnesses treated in reality will also truly affect the person in the dream.
Dreams built with spirit and psychology as the core are indistinguishable from inside and outside, and true and false are confused.
Ms. Justice’s green eyes showed a thoughtful expression:
"The current emotion of the 'Two of Cups' contains great despair, which is also a manifestation of her true state.
"And what she needs now is despair, the ultimate despair."
Hearing these words, Ms. "Magician" couldn't help but turn her head and look at the night sky in the east.
She said in a low voice:
"Yes, the 'Two of Holy Grails' has been forcibly promoted with the help of the special nature of dreams. What they need most now is despair, intense, huge despair.
"This will help her digest the potion quickly.
"I don't know exactly what she saw or what she encountered now, but judging from the current situation, the part of 'making herself despair' should be enough, and then she has to find opportunities to 'make others despair'."
Ms. Justice nodded slightly and said:
"When the current despair of the 'Two of Cups' subsides, I will provide psychological treatment.
"Now, she may need other help."
As the Major Arcana man, who was wearing a green-and-white-patterned dress, spoke, the "magician" woman half-opened her arms.
Starlight gathered in front of her, forming an illusory but bright double door.
The door opened slowly, revealing a thin gray mist inside.
That represents the dream city.
As an angel of the "door" path, Ms. "Magician" really wants to open a door and forcefully enter Mr. "Fool"'s dream. There is no problem at all.
Of course, it is unknown whether this kind of forced intrusion will cause her to be watched on the spot, lose control instantly, or unknowingly become Tianzun's marionette.
In this case, the unknown refers to the unknown of which of the two outcomes will occur, not whether either outcome will occur.
——According to the horoscope results of Ms. "Magician", there is only a very small possibility that she has not encountered anything, and it must be based on the fact that Mr. "Fool" has a certain advantage or the two great beings are in the stage of fierce fighting with each other.
What she wants to do now is definitely not to break in and save people, but to open such a door, establish the corresponding passage, and assist Ms. "Justice" who is the "Dream Weaver".
Originally, Ms. "Justice" could only monitor changes in some situations in the dream, and still in a vague way. With such a door, she could directly exert certain influence on some areas of the dream or corresponding characters.
Under this situation, there was not much she could do after being kicked out of the dream three times, but what they wanted to convey to Franka was only a brief sentence.
As the door to the dream city opened, Ms. Justice closed her green eyes that seemed to reflect the human soul, raised her right hand, and drew unreal symbols of dreams in mid-air.
…………
On the second floor of the basement of Mu Shu Hospital, on the edge of the elevator room.
Looking into the illusive and dark abyss, Lumian sniffed the slightly sweet and warm fragrance, endured the turmoil of bone marrow and desire, and felt that his whole body was about to burn, and entered an ethereal and quiet state.
His spirit and thoughts gradually drifted away, and he became increasingly numb to the speed of time.
Finally, he "saw" a mist stained with a dark black color, and felt that he was walking in such mist.
Just like the previous time, he saw the outlines of various buildings, saw something similar to a train driving on the blurry streets, and saw a lady covering her face with a round fan of flowers and birds riding a covered two-wheeled car pulled by people approaching him.
He flew up, flew into the depths of the thick fog, and flew to somewhere in this strange city.
There was a strange tall tower left there that looked like a black shadow, and there was an unspeakable gloom and horror at the bottom of the tower.
Lumian suppressed the fear in his heart and the trembling in his body, sank down, entered the tower, and went straight to the bottom.
He immediately saw an ancient well blending into the darkness. He saw that the walls of the ancient well were made of moss-covered stones, and he saw that the stones were locked with iron-black chains hanging down into the depths of the ancient well.
There are a large number of reliefs on the surface of these chains, but they are blurry and difficult for Lumian to distinguish.
Lumian couldn't control himself and stuck out his head, trying to look at the bottom of the ancient well.
What caught his eyes was a rich, demonic color of blood.
It seemed to be made up of an unknown amount of blood.
Immediately afterwards, Lumian smelled a fishy smell mixed with rust.
He turned his gaze to his nose in confusion, and found that blood was flowing from the tip of his nose at some point, as if it were real blood.
Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, Lumian saw his head and face reflected in the bloody well water, clearly visible.
The palm of his right hand suddenly became hot, and a crazy and violent aura rushed out to the outside world like a flood.
This was blocked by a cold, dead feeling.
During the process of spiritual bonding, Lumian, who was on the second floor of Mu Shu Hospital, started to tremble obviously.
His hair floated up, sometimes his face looked like the bright Lumiana, sometimes it looked like the more handsome security guard Li Ming, sometimes his chest bulged, sometimes calmed down, sometimes his breath was feminine and charming, sometimes masculine and violent...
He is constantly switching between these two states. If one of them is missing, his body may not be able to bear it, collapse quickly, and become an out-of-control monster.
Lumian, who was at the edge of the ancient well, felt some kind of terrifying will that could destroy everything. He felt that he was looking at him from the depths of the ancient well.
Even with the ability of an "ascetic monk" and even though he has been forcibly controlling himself, Lumian couldn't help but break away from the secret contract ceremony and opened his eyes.
His right palm was still tingling, more intensely than ever before, and his eyes were dark, a deep black without any life or even death.
In front of his eyes, a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the empty and dark abyss, swirling toward the bottom.