Recalling my previous experiences, almost every time I killed the final boss, I would first fall into a coma, and then regain consciousness while looking at an unfamiliar ceiling.
But this time it's different.
After completing the processing of Holly and Tolkien in the dream world, he began to leave this world in a very awake state.
After breaking away from this pure white space, Karl first entered a colorful passage, no, it should be said to be full of complex patterns that cannot be summarized by human senses.
With the perception of ordinary people, this is something that is absolutely incomprehensible. That is to say, Karl can only slightly peek into its contents with his pure soul state. This is an image that occurs in the dreams of all lives in the world.
From ancient times to the present, in addition to humans, even the dreams of animals will leave silhouettes here. Countless human or non-human dreams overlap. This is the real reason for the formation of such a picture that is absolutely incomprehensible from an ordinary perspective.
Afterwards, Karl, who was shuttled among them, was like a school of fish moving downstream in the ocean current. Before he could see these pictures clearly, darkness fell.
However, along with this darkness comes a feeling that is both strange and familiar.
I'm back.
I don't know where this idea came from, but Karl is now very clearly aware of this.
My soul has returned to my body, and my journey to the dream world has officially ended.
Feeling a little bit of restored physical consciousness, Karl opened his eyes when he heard the first beat of his heart.
Well, as expected, it’s still an unfamiliar ceiling.
After slowing down a little, Karl twisted his neck and looked towards the bed.
The location where he is now is a very ordinary brick house. The sun outside the window has already set, and darkness is covering every corner of the sky.
As the lighting facility in the room, a trumpet-shaped desk lamp was placed on the desk about two meters away from me, illuminating the desk and a small corner around it.
At this moment, a familiar girl figure was sitting at the desk with her back to Karl. Her slender arms were completely lying on it, and her constantly shaking shoulders showed that this person was writing something.
Yes, this is Cyril.
Silky white hair fell on his shoulders, and Karl could know the other person's identity just by seeing this iconic thing.
"Ho...ho..."
The next moment, Karl wanted to say hello to this guy, but who knew that he could only make this hoarse sound of unknown meaning in his throat.
It seems that because I have been in bed for too long, my throat that has not been used for a long time has not regained the ability to speak.
However, just such an inconspicuous voice caused the figure leaning on the desk to freeze there, as if time had stopped on the girl's body.
When the ink on the pen tip infected a large area of the paper, Cyril suddenly shook off the paper in her hand, then turned around and threw herself directly in front of Karl's bed.
"Karl!"
"Are you finally awake?"
There was some uneasiness in the tone, and some disbelief in the reality, but what was more expressed was the joy in Ceryl's heart at this time.
"Do you know how long you slept?"
"I am..."
At this point, the joy that had just arisen from Karl's recovery of consciousness was controlled by Cyril's strong will.
Putting on a mocking expression, the long-lost god turned around and said:
"It takes so long to create a mere dream world. Carl, you are really not good at it."
"Cough cough cough."
After coughing twice to moisten his throat, Karl, who could barely speak, immediately retorted:
"You don't know how exciting the dream world is. If I have a chance to take you to experience it, I won't be able to keep you safe."
"Heh." Hearing Karl's retort, Cyril smiled very disdainfully. Her wine-red pupils looked at Karl's body while clearly showing contempt for him. "In my opinion, you can only have a tough mouth now."
Get up."
"When I take a breath, I'll let you try..."
Karl was about to say a few harsh words, but suddenly a discovery interrupted his original thoughts.
Because in this familiar body, there is a very important thing missing, the talisman.
Realizing that he had lost his talisman and left the ranks of extraordinary beings, Karl immediately frowned and asked:
"Celiel, where is the talisman in my body?"
If I remember correctly, when Morrigan died with him, there were at least two talismans in his body to provide him with magic power. Why did he return to before liberation overnight?
When she heard Karl's question, Cyril's face immediately showed a hint of embarrassment.
"Karl..."
"Um......"
"Well...I have good news and bad news now. Which one do you want to hear first?"
"Good news? Bad news!"
Listening to Ceryl's familiar words, an ominous premonition suddenly emerged in Karl's heart.
So he tried his best to get up from the bed.
"Ahem, don't worry." Seeing Karl's actions, Seliel immediately stepped forward to help him up, and helped Karl lean his body against the head of the bed.
It was precisely because of this action that Karl noticed something that he had not seen before when he was lying down.
On my chest, I don’t know when a huge scar appeared, occupying about two-fifths of the chest. Although it has healed now, visual inspection shows that the depth is almost through the chest.
Even from the perspective of an extraordinary person's system, this horrific injury is absolutely fatal.
"What's going on?"
After looking at Cyril helplessly, Karl asked.
Although I don’t know at what stage of my coma this happened, but judging from the surface of the wound, this is definitely a serious incident full of crises. So what exactly happened when I was in a coma?
Looking at Karl's questioning eyes, Cyril let out a long sigh, and then asked a question:
"Karl, do you remember what we did before you fell into coma?"
"certainly."
Nodding, Karl naturally remembered it very clearly.
After all, it was my first experience of successfully killing a god, and no matter what, I would not forget it so quickly.
Seeing Karl's answer, Cyril smiled coquettishly, and then continued:
"Look, didn't Morrigan get killed by you?"
"So what can you relate to my description of what happened in the past when the ether died?"
Aether dies...
What does this have to do with him killing Morrigan?
Recalling the history that Seryl told him in the past, a very serious question suddenly appeared in Karl's mind.
Looking at Cyril in disbelief, Karl slowly said:
"Don't ever tell me that what we did caused problems in the world itself!"