Times had changed.
For a "divine splinter" that had been separated from its main body during the Tidetide civilization, and subsequently sealed in the depths of the earth along with a set of ancient energy restraining devices, its era had changed millions of years ago.
However, from start to finish, it was unaware of all this. The stagnant confinement force field, the wrong time sequence, the incomplete information from the outside world, and the "stage" that a family had meticulously weaved for 200 years, had wrapped it up in layers.
Until an hour ago, he still believed that this era was a certain period of the era of the Tide-Defying Civilization. He believed that the strange humans and their various countries in this world were the mutated survivors left behind after the collapse of the Tide-Defying Empire.
"You woke up in the depths of Aurandale, and all you saw was a group of dark cultists bustling around you. They were delirious and acted in an extreme manner. After many years of contact, they simply couldn't find a way to communicate with you. They didn't even realize what your true nature was... Following that, you broke free from the shackles of the Big Bang and the Great Collapse. In an extremely weak state, you couldn't wait to seek the minds of mortals as a parasite. Thus, you found my ancestors... You concealed your strength and bided your time in the collective dream of a family, using your strength to incessantly erode and seduce one family member after another to become your nourishment, waiting for your strength to recover and return to the divine realm..."
Rosetta calmly gazed at the hollow eye floating in front of him. It was as though he didn't feel the immense pressure that it was releasing on him. He spoke slowly and clearly.
"You seem to be very confident in yourself, as though you believed that the mortals you parasitized were powerless and didn't dare to resist. But have you ever thought that my ancestor 200 years ago, the first one you parasitized, Emperor Augustus... actually never yielded to you in his entire life. Even after his death, until he became a part of the Twilight Palace, his will was still being passed down in the bloodline of Augustus's descendants, and has been passed down to this day?"
Behind Rosetta, an extremely hazy and dim shadow stood out. It was the most transparent of all the shadows. It was so blurry that the outline of a human could not be seen clearly. He came to Rosetta's side. The transparent face no longer had any facial features, but there was still a gaze that was fixed on the God's Eye 'body'.
"You … You are the mortal emperor from two hundred years ago …" The God's Eye finally broke the silence in anger. Following his roar, the starlight in the entire space expanded and shrank. "How is this possible?! How can you hide an entire 'era' from me?! How can you know so many of my secrets?! "
Rosetta laughed. "What's impossible? When you chose to live as a parasite in a mortal family, you are destined to no longer be a high and mighty god, but a pathetic parasite … You can affect our memories and emotions, but we can also distort your judgment. That palace in the eternal dusk doesn't only trap us. Do you think you haven't been trapped in a dream for the past 200 years? "
"Deep in the dream … Deep in the dream …" The God's Eye trembled violently. The lines that were so distorted that they did not conform to the laws of geometry unfurled in all directions as if they had lost control. As its power continued to erode, the entire arcane hall began to take on a strange, transparent, and distorted form. "So that's how it is … So that's how it is … No wonder I didn't notice so many obvious traces after so long … Well done, well done!!"
An invisible impact suddenly erupted from the center of the God's Eye. Its angry words instantly turned into a muddy roar that human ears could not hear or understand. The starry sky in the arcane hall suddenly twisted and spun, and all the starlight became malicious lines and illusions. Layers of roars and pressure surged towards Rosetta Augustus. Among the roars, there was a voice that could barely be distinguished. "Your little tricks are meaningless! The minds of mortals cannot withstand the power of gods. I will parasitize you all again, just like 200 years ago. And this time, don't even think about retaining any free thought! "
Rosetta faced the malice and pressure head-on. He could not resist and took two steps back. But he quickly regained his footing. Facing the raging God's Eye, he laughed instead. "You can try. But are you sure you still have the ability to parasitize minds?"
"It's easy for me..." The God's Eye said subconsciously. But in the next second, it exclaimed in shock. "How..."
"After absorbing so much power from the God of War and being deeply contaminated by various chaotic divine thoughts, you still think you are the God of Dreams?" Rosetta's face was pale, but his eyes were more energetic than ever. "We have used 200 years to steal this' knowledge 'from you. But we did not expect you to forget it at the critical moment... But it is normal. After all, you are not the complete God of Dreams. You are just one of his eyes. Without the support of the main body and the power of faith, you cannot even survive alone in the real world... What a pitiful fragment."
"What right do you have to talk to me like this?" The God's Eye was furious. Countless distorted and malicious starlight shone into the arcane hall from some distant dimension. Although the starlight was weakening and disappearing rapidly, its remaining power was still enough to destroy everything in the hall, including Rosetta Augustus and the shadows of souls standing behind Rosetta, who had accompanied the God's Eye in the Twilight Palace for 200 years.
"The smug look on you mortals makes me sick. Making you disappear from this world is my last duty. Feel honored. You even have the right to perish together with the God's Eye!"
The frenzied roar once again turned into a chaotic noise that humans could not understand. The surrounding starlight began to be filled with a burning sensation that could tear apart matter and spirit. Death was coming, but Rosetta Augustus was calmer than ever. He smiled and looked at the God's Eye that was obviously weakened but still arrogant. Looking at the lines around the eye that were becoming more and more transparent, he opened his hands and prepared to welcome the light of the distant starlight. But at this moment, an unfamiliar female voice suddenly broke into his mind.
"Why is the descendant of Roland only capable of waiting for death?"
Rosetta opened his eyes in shock. Just as he was about to look for the source of the voice, he suddenly heard the sound of a wall exploding from somewhere nearby. Then, the surrounding starlight was suddenly torn into a huge crack. With the crack as the center, the illusion quickly collapsed, and the original walls and roof of the arcane hall quickly appeared.
The large floor-to-ceiling window facing the west side of the castle and part of the wall were blown open by some kind of weapon. Howling cold wind poured into the hall through the gap. A strange-looking Cecil aircraft crashed into the arcane hall through the gap. The metal shell, wings, and the bottom of the cone created a large number of sparks on the floor and walls. It stopped in front of Rosetta like a rash behemoth, and the latter... was stunned.
Then, he finally saw the shocking details of the strange-looking Cecil aircraft. He saw that on the base of the inverted cone was a "container" of more than two meters in diameter. A fresh brain was soaking in the container. In this brief moment, he and the brain "looked at each other". It should have been a horrifying and even terrifying scene, but he felt a heartfelt, as if blood was connected to the brain.
The next second, a strange buzzing sound came from the inside of the aircraft that "installed" the brain. Then, the surface of the brain and some of the mechanical parts of the aircraft lit up with the glow of runes. An invisible psionic field unfolded, and a long, spider-like limb appeared out of thin air and quickly stabbed at the rapidly dissipating God's Eye not far away.
Rosetta subconsciously looked in the direction of the limb, but before he could see what happened next, a dazzling white light suddenly filled his vision.
A brief but intense dizziness hit him, and Rosetta realized that his mind had been invaded, but this invasion did not make him feel any sense of crisis. After quickly adapting to the disorienting feeling of space displacement, the scene in front of him gradually stabilized, and he found himself in an unusually vast space.
The endless water stretched infinitely in his field of vision, and the water surface was as calm as a mirror. The sky was clear, and thin clouds floated on the blue background. Between the clouds, there were countless symbols, formulas, and mechanical parts that were constantly rotating and reassembling. Large and small platforms of unknown purpose floated on the water surface in the distance. The platforms were shrouded in a blurry screen, and the specific scene above could not be seen.
This was the scene that Rosetta saw when he opened his eyes.
A moment later, he recovered from his shock and saw that a round table had appeared in front of him without him noticing. Around the round table were a few white, plain, but elegant high-back chairs. There were two figures standing beside the round table, as if they were waiting for him.
After seeing the appearance of one of the figures, his pupils subconsciously shrank, but in the next second, his expression became relaxed, even more relaxed than before.
Gwen Cecil — no surprise.
Rosetta stepped toward the round table. His feet stepped on the water surface, and he could clearly feel that the ground under his feet was not solid, but there was no sense of sinking.
He arrived in front of Gawain Cecil. First, he sized him up from head to toe. Then, he looked around before revealing a faint smile and retracting his gaze. "So, should I call you Gawain Cecil or Wanderer of the Outer Realm?"
"It seems that the believers of Eternal Rest you recruited have revealed a lot of useful information to you." Gwen smiled and pointed to a seat at the round table. "Sit down, everyone who comes here has a seat."
"Thank you." Rosetta nodded and sat down casually. In front of him, exquisite refreshments appeared, and a teacup filled by itself.
Gwen looked at him, a little surprised. "You don't look surprised?"
"This war against the gods has developed to this point, and there are too many things that are beyond my initial expectations," Rosetta said calmly. "In contrast, the 'extraterrestrial wanderer' is at least something I have seen in the intelligence."
As soon as his voice trailed off, a female voice came from another seat at the round table. "I thought you would greet me first. By your generation, the etiquette of the Augustus family has become so worrisome?"
The female voice was the other figure who had been standing beside Gwen since the beginning.
Rosetta was so focused on Gwen, the 'extraterrestrial wanderer' that he did not notice who the other person at the round table was. Moreover, he did not match the unfamiliar face with anyone he knew in his memory. It was only when the other person spoke that he suddenly realized that it was the unfamiliar female voice he heard when facing the God's Eye. So he turned his eyes in surprise.
He saw the other person's face clearly. It was an elegant and dignified beautiful lady wearing a light green dress. He tried to recall and confirmed that he did not know this person. But then, his heart skipped a beat as he vaguely sensed something strange. Although he did not know this person, he had seen this face somewhere before ….
The lady in the green dress frowned slightly. "What's wrong? Did you burn all my portraits?"
Rosetta Augustus finally remembered where his sense of familiarity came from. The other person's face matched something in his memory. His eyes widened in an instant. "You … You are …"
"You see, there are still more things that will surprise you here." Gwen, who was sitting beside him, laughed and said casually, "Come, have some tea."
Rosetta did not care about Gwen's words and the tea in front of him. He just stared at the woman sitting opposite him and frowned. "Are you Bertilla Augustus?"
"You should use honorifics," the woman said faintly. "At least I didn't ask you to bow here."
"Well, maybe I should call you 'you'," Rosetta said calmly. "So, you have indeed lived in some form until now?"
Bertilla caught the key word in the other person's words. "'Indeed' … Seems like you know something."
"… The royal family has many ancient records, and sporadic investigation records of those family members who have mysteriously disappeared in history." Rosetta hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Besides, I have some … personal sources of information."
"Well, well done. But this topic is not very pleasant for me." Bertilla thought of the Perish Society that had been destroyed, and the members of the dark cult that once roamed the world that disgusted her. She shook her head. "Let's end the friendly family talk here. We should get down to business."
(End of Chapter)
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