After a while, the door opened again, and Teller withdrew his gaze from the window and looked in the direction of the door.
A blond man wearing dark pajamas walked in. Instead of a potbelly, he had a strong physique that could be slightly shown in his pajamas. The scars on his face all reflected his majesty. He looked at Taylor with determination.
There is a hint of love in her blue pupils.
"Father."
Terrell maintained his weak voice and responded to the man standing in front of the housekeeper.
Enge looked at the extremely weak Teller, his eyes became softer and softer, but he didn't speak for a long time. He wanted to say something several times but just took a deep breath and patted the butler on the shoulder.
"Eric, please go out and get ready first."
Butler Ai nodded slightly and retreated.
Enge silently put away the faint water line, sat next to Terrell, and patted his head gently.
"Death is not the only answer. We have all experienced too many hardships and have lost the love of our lives, my children."
Engel's tender eyes at this moment were mixed with a little sadness.
Teller's weak and numb eyes trembled slightly, anticipating his father's heavy words next.
"The world of mist is cruel. The chosen ones are not the chosen ones, they are just poor people who are forced to choose.
The same is true for the owners of elements. The path you want to choose is full of thorns, do you really know?
It was in such a world that I lost your mother, my lover.
You also lost Ellie because of the mist."
Engel silently recounted these cruel realities, but found that Teller's eyes gradually became determined.
Mysterious fog! Chosen one? Power of elements? Unknown words were captured one after another by Teller. Is this the power used by the butler?
But this is not important. What is important is the fog. As long as you can find the fog, you can find the answer.
Looking at Teller's eyes, Enge didn't know whether he was giving Teller hope or more despair.
"I heard from Eric that you took a whole bottle of sleeping pills, then climbed out of bed and leaned against the window?"
Teller nodded silently.
"Eric took out only a small amount of sleeping pills from your stomach, but you are just a little weak as you are now. This is not something that an ordinary person can do. There are also people who are awakened the day after tomorrow.
Get ready and we'll do another elemental test."
After speaking, Engel walked to the door and was quietly closed.
As the door closed, Taylor turned over again and prepared to get out of bed.
With the experience just now, he seemed much more careful this time. He slowly sat on the edge of the bed, stood up staggeringly while holding on to the edge of the bed, and got used to this body.
But at this time, I no longer felt the same powerlessness as before. I walked to the mirror, put on my suit, and took a good look at myself again.
He has a slightly childish face, with fairly iconic facial features and blond hair, giving him a serious look.
Perhaps due to his weakness, his originally strong physique and serious face looked a little gloomy and tired.
The blue pupils under the moonlight are as moving as gems and are incompatible with this haggard face.
There was a knock on the door.
"Master Teller, the ceremony is ready."
"Okay, I understand, you can go down first."
"Yes."
The butler usually follows the owner. Taylor was afraid that the butler would see the flaw if he didn't know the way when he opened the door, so he asked the butler to leave first so that he could observe the structure of the house after going out.
Hearing the footsteps disappearing, Teller silently prayed that the house wouldn't be too big and opened the door.
But what he saw before him was an extremely familiar structure.
Except for the decoration style, the structure of this house is almost exactly the same as the house I lived in in the original world, and the position of the room behind me is also consistent with the position of my room.
What's going on!
For a moment of surprise, he immediately suppressed the fluctuations in his heart.
Now is not the time to dwell on this.
After walking through the dim corridor and carefully walking down the stairs, the weakness in his legs and feet came again the moment he bent his knees. Teller quickly used the handrail to barely stabilize his body and slowly came to the first floor.
The lights on the wall were not turned on. Instead, a candle was lit on the strange pillars along the wall. The weak candlelight and moonlight complemented each other, illuminating the dim hall at the moment.
Eric and Enge stood in the center of the hall, both of them had changed into formal clothes.
The faces of the two people also showed corresponding sincerity and solemnity, standing in front of a pattern similar to a magic circle in the living room.
In the middle of the formation, a crystal ball of various colors floats in the air.
Teller walked towards this beautiful and weird hall and stood next to Enge waiting for them to give hints.
"Terrell, just like last time, touch the crystal ball with your hand. As the crystal ball slowly disintegrates, let go of your body and mind and feel everything you can feel."
Teller took a deep breath and nodded, slowly walked to the center of the magic circle, and touched the dreamy crystal ball with his right hand. This is not glass but an unknown material. You can touch it but what?
I can’t even feel it.
"Close your eyes and feel it with your heart!"
After saying that, Engel raised his right hand and lowered it, and a gust of wind pressure shuttled back and forth in the magic circle until it converged on the crystal ball.
At this moment, the crystal ball felt slightly expanded, and a sudden strong wind poured into the crystal ball from the magic circle.
The crystal ball spread out in an instant with the influx of strong winds, and the fog swallowed up the entire space. The strong winds also dispersed, with the magic circle as the core, forming a wind barrier to wrap the fog.
After Enge finished all this, he slowly stood up and looked with some heavy eyes at Teller's figure that was vaguely visible in the fog.
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"Coloman Verdis!"
A voice in the dark called Verdis's name. During the call over and over again, Verdis opened his eyes.
It was a familiar hall, but at this time, the hall was no longer dim as before, but a place filled with warm light.
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The temperature is like that of a stove in winter, with the busy figures of the family behind you.
My father was preparing the dinner, Butler Di was setting the table, and a young man who looked very much like his father was secretly eating the side dishes on the table with a girl in her teens or twenties, smiling giggling.
Looking at this "warm and falsely warm scene", Terrell felt a warm feeling in his heart.
He knew that these people were not his family, but this warm scene attracted him fatally and wanted him to indulge in this warmth.
But it was also such a fatal attraction that stimulated his brain and reminded him of the existence that he could not remember.
Teller got rid of the temptation and turned to look outside the open door. It was a world completely opposite to the scene just now.
It was a world filled with heavy fog. The sounds of clashing knives, gunshots, cries, and weird roars came one after another from the fog.
The vaguely seen raging fire, the murderous lightning, the tsunami, the strong wind...
All the evil and disasters in the world are looming, but Verdis is still uncontrollably walking towards the strange fog step by step.
Because he knows the answer he wants is there,
There is the figure he is looking for.
"Trel!"
When he was still one step away from the door, it was Engel's voice that stopped Verdis.
"Master, where are you going so late? The young lady and the young master are waiting for you."
Eric's voice.
"Humph! Little Teller doesn't want to sneak out to meet some little girl."
It's a girl's voice.
"Trel! Come and eat soon!"
It is the voice of a serious man, very much like his father's seriousness but at the same time inheriting the gentleness in it.
He smiled lightly, but did not look back and walked towards Miwu again. The warm scenery behind him also disappeared with his choice.
A cat's meow came through the thick fog, and a figure sat dignifiedly in the mysterious fog.
Verdis remembered who it was, an existence he could never forget again - Xiao Hei.
A voice also sounded in his mind at this moment. It was a gentle and sweet voice that soothed his restless heart and gently dissuaded the young man in front of him.
"That is the life you want, the fog is not your destination."
Verdis was stunned for a moment but slowly shook his head. He was not surprised that Xiao Hei suddenly spoke to him.
"No, only Teller and you are my only destination."
After saying that, he walked forward without hesitation.
"From the moment you step into the fog, fate will roll in and you can't escape."
"Then let it roll."
Stepping into the mist, Xiao Hei disappeared like ink, replaced by a mixture of unprecedented feelings.
The peaceful yet explosive flames will warm you in the coldest moments, yet seem to swallow you up and burn you to ashes in the next second.
The cool and suffocating ocean seems to cleanse the soul of the dirt of the past, but also seems to bury the soul in the abyss of the future, unable to wake up.
The gentle yet violent wind wants to take you to roam the world, but also wants to tear you apart and turn you into dust all over the sky.
The thick and heavy soil embraces you but also buries you.
The righteous and murderous thunder and lightning will judge your future and obliterate your present.
The dazzling and dazzling light shines on all living beings, but it also nurtures darkness.
The quiet and strange darkness heals the old scars in your heart, but leads you to a more terrifying peace.
And there is something unknown among them, doped in the middle of the 8 elements.
An indescribable feeling, strange and sacred, destroying and reshaping, it is history and the future, so contradictory yet so reasonable and incomprehensible material...
While Verdis was slowly feeling everything, this unknown substance slowly formed a gesture, a strange gesture. It was a pair of hands. The thumb and index finger of both hands formed two interlocking circles, and the other three fingers were interlocked with each other.
They stick together, but then disappear after appearing.
The fog calmed down again, and the wind pressure slowly approached, passing through Teller's body and merging into the shape of a crystal ball.
Teller closed his eyes, raised his head, took in a breath and exhaled it, as if his whole body had been reborn. The fatigue and powerlessness had long since disappeared, and he felt like he had been reborn.
He opened his eyes and looked vaguely at his father and housekeeper in front of him. At this time, Enge and Eric had their brows furrowed, and their eyes were full of uneasiness in addition to a hint of excitement.
"Terrell, what exactly did you feel in the fog?"
"8 elements, and an unnameable substance."
Teller said in a daze.
Enge took a deep breath.
"Okay, it really is the full elemental power and ectoplasm, [World] sequence."
Enge looked at Teller uneasily, with a look of love and deep regret.
"Engel! The [World] sequence isn't all terrible existences, is it?"
Eric changed his previous respectful attitude and said sternly.
There was some doubt in Teller's heart, but he quickly suppressed it, and still looked at his father and housekeeper in front of him with a hint of sleepiness.
And Enge also looked at Teller as if he was examining something...
Trail realized something was wrong and he had made a mistake, but he still had time to make up for it. Fortunately, his first reaction was to pretend to be unconscious.
I closed my eyes hard and opened them again, my steps swaying slightly, as if I was trying to wake myself up completely, and finally I took a deep breath with a touched smile.
"Father, I have become the Chosen One!!!"
At this time, Engel and Eric also took a deep breath. They are still the same Teller who has not changed
At this moment, heavy fog filled the window, and there was a knock on the door.
"Lord Osman Enge, there is a visitor from the Church of the Night outside the door!"
