Chapter 1224 Rescue Strategy (Part 1)

"How do you know...this name?"

Lan said calmly, "Although I was born here, it does not mean that I know nothing about your world. I wonder if you have heard of the "consciousness world"...or the "source of magic"? "

Roland immediately thought of the news revealed by Kabradabi. He ignored the pieces of the porcelain cup on the ground and rushed to the table, looked at Lan and asked in a deep voice, "Is she in the consciousness world?"

"Of course not, but the consciousness world remembers her - anyone who has gained enough power will leave traces there." Lan paused, "I know what you are thinking, you want to ask for details method, and then try to solve the problem yourself. Even the attitude towards ending the War of Divine Will is no exception. But I must tell you, time is running out.”

"What's the meaning?"

"The world of consciousness is not a container suitable for staying for a long time. The longer time passes, the weaker her consciousness will be until it completely dissipates. This process is irreversible, so even if you know the method, it is likely that you will not be able to achieve it in time. Moreover, This is not the worst case scenario.”

"What's the worst?"

"The existence of the dream world has seriously hindered the will of the gods, and it will not allow this momentum to develop. In other words, when the gods believe that all measures cannot bring the status quo back on track, the two worlds will also be destroyed - I'm afraid this deadline is far more urgent than you think, which is why I am determined to convince you." Lan said word by word, "Child, by helping me, you are also helping yourself."

"It sounds like this is the case," Roland said noncommittally, "but you also said just now that only things that I personally understand are the real answers. In other words, what you told me may all be true. It’s a lie… including raising the ashes.”

Lan let out a long breath and leaned back in the chair. "You are right to understand this, because I don't want you to think that I am deceiving you until the end - putting it up front is also proof of my sincerity."

Roland fell silent.

There is no doubt that this is a dilemma.

From the known information, he couldn't find many loopholes in the other party's words - such as the threat of the dream world, which he had heard more than once from the mouths of magical creatures. Although I don't know how I provoked them, the hostility shown by those monsters is real. If combined with Lan's news, it means that the magical creatures are the "minions" of gods.

However, it is too rash to think that the other party is telling the truth. After all, it is Lan who has the final say about what kind of information will harm the gods. If he infers based on wrong clues, the conclusion he gets will undoubtedly be wrong. Add error. The safest way is to confirm it bit by bit yourself.

The problem is time.

When it is impossible to judge the condition of "not much time", choosing to be safe is also a risk.

As long as she closes her eyes, the image of Tilly crying in his arms will reappear in her mind. Even though she has contained all the grief in her heart, those eyes are still a little less bright than they were at the beginning, as if The jewelry was covered with a light dust. Some people often say that this is proof of maturity. Only when you have experienced loss can you know how to cherish it. Roland sneered at this kind of chicken soup for the soul. Never losing is the choice of a mature person. As for pain, who wants to experience it?

Now that there was such a possibility, he could not remain indifferent.

Roland tried his best to suppress the violent emotions in his heart, pretended to be reluctant, and sat down opposite Lan again.

"But I can't agree to you so easily. Let's talk about the method. What can I do to get her back to that world?"

"This matter does not conflict with the help I need, or the two are the same thing." Lan slowly replied, "First you must find the world of consciousness, and then enter it - and this step must be between two The world goes on at the same time, otherwise there is no chance of success.”

Roland said in surprise, "Two...worlds? Wait, you mean, the source of magic power "really" exists? "

"Yes, it is not an illusory thing, but an entity that can be seen and touched. It is completely different from the hole caused by erosion." Lan nodded, "In fact, it is right next to the northern end of the Dawn Realm. , we call it the bottomless realm.”

His heart skipped a beat as he seemed to have heard this word somewhere.

"But the north has been occupied by devils - you know the devils, right? They are the enemies of this battle of divine will."

"I can't help you with anything about that world - interfering in the battle of divine will is an absolute forbidden area for the gods. You can only solve this problem by yourself." Lan said calmly, "Defeat them, fight a bloody road, and then reach the bottomless realm. If we can’t do this, nothing will happen.”

That's why she said that even if she knew the method, she might not be able to realize it in time...

Roland thought for a moment and said, "Okay, even if you don't say anything, I still want to drive the devil out of the Dawn Realm. So how can the dream world reach the conscious world... Since it is fictional, there is no need to bother. "

"Before I answer you, I want to ask a question first." Lan looked out the window, "Do you really think this world is fictional?"

Roland was startled and couldn't help but follow her line of sight - the rush hour for school and work had passed, and there were far fewer people hurrying up and down the street. The stall owners finally had time to rest. Some counted their harvests in the morning, their faces full of joy; some lit a cigarette and sat at the gate to read the newspaper.

Instead of students and office workers, there are the adults and mothers who live here. They carry vegetable baskets and shuttle through this slightly narrow street. When passing by the Rose Cafe, he would give a look of disdain or whisper to his companions, as if he was mocking the taste of the shop owner.

Roland knew that if he went out to argue with them, what he would get would not be the lines that had been fixed long ago, but a bunch of curses that reflected the exquisite language, and the kind where you would say one sentence and he would reply with ten sentences. The rest of the stall owners will not show any indifference. In all likelihood, they will sit in a row and happily enjoy the battle for the king...or the novices pecking each other.

Facing such a world, he suddenly found that he could not simply say "yes".

"How does a person define reality and fiction?" Lan whispered in a dazed voice, "Does it have to have a body to be a real life? If a thought has joy, anger, sorrow, and self-awareness, just because it is shapeless, or Existing in the form of an energy body, doesn’t it count as truly living?”

"Uh... I think it should be considered."

She withdrew her gaze, "Then you have to protect this place. Once it is destroyed, the trillions of lives living in this world will also disappear. The loss can be said to be more severe than the outside world. If you lose it, the world of consciousness will also will be closed to you forever."

"Could it be that...the entrance to the world of consciousness is in this city?"

"To be precise, this is the realm of consciousness." Lan corrected, "You are in the realm of consciousness now."

Roland's eyes widened in surprise.

In other words, his body is still sleeping in Neverwinter City, but his soul has traveled thousands of miles and is in the bottomless realm at the northern end of the continent?