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Chapter 167

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The Eternal Sleepers.

When Gwen heard these three words, he was not too surprised.

He had thought about who or what force would come to deal with him and use such an "unconventional" method. The Captical nobles with ulterior motives only dared to do some dirty tricks in the dark, and the royal family had no need to go against him. Other than that, the Cecil family did not have any conflict of interest with any force in the world, except for those cultists who were born to be at odds with everyone.

Among the main cultists, the Eternal Sleepers were the most unpredictable and the best at psychic sorcery.

Gawain looked around curiously. He could not help but marvel at the skill of this "illusion". Everything in sight seemed real. Whether it was the towering magic towers, the giant energy shield over the Imperial Capital, or the light beam from the Deep Blue Well beside the Imperial Capital, there was not a single flaw in the illusion. Moreover, there was a sense of reality here. The round table in front of him and the chair under him gave him a sense of reality. Gawain even had reason to believe that the snacks on the table would have a taste when they entered his mouth.

This was a world that could easily make people sink into.

But the more real this world was, the more vigilant he was.

So he controlled the expression on his face and tried not to let himself show the slightest emotion. He casually praised, "I heard that the Eternal Sleepers are good at creating illusions and dreams, but this is the first time I've seen it myself. I have to say that you are very skilled in this aspect."

"If people rely on the so-called vision, touch, and smell to perceive the existence of the world, then as long as these things are perfectly simulated, what's the difference between the so-called reality and illusion?" The white-robed man said in a weird voice that could not be distinguished by gender. "Compared to the sinking and dark reality, isn't it better to have a perfect dream?"

"But in this' perfect 'dream, isn't your outfit a bit too eye-catching?" Gwen looked at the white-robed man in front of him and finally could not stand the strange outfit and the androgynous voice of the other party. "No matter what you want to talk to me about, you have to show me your real face, right? Furthermore, you haven't introduced yourself yet. This doesn't seem to be very appropriate for conversing with others. "

"I'm just a seeker. A person who sleeps forever does not need a surname or a name. As for the so-called true face … it's really something that people who are bound to the real world would say." The man in the white robe sighed, and his appearance suddenly changed. The mask melted on his face like flowing water, but under the mask was a constantly changing face, even switching between the faces of men, women, old, and young. "It's a pity that people who are bound to the real world will never understand how great the dream of eternal sleep is. In this perfect world, the so-called individual's appearance has become meaningless. So, what kind of appearance do you think is more suitable for me? Is it this one … or this one? "

The white-robed man's face kept on changing, but each face was filled with ridicule and disdain. Gwen just watched quietly as the white-robed man pinched his own face. After waiting for half a minute, he said calmly, "Just keep on changing. It's good to keep on refreshing."

The white-robed man's face suddenly stopped changing and fixed on the face of a middle-aged man.

"It seems that you have enough patience to kill time with me. Unfortunately, I don't have the patience." The middle-aged man finally stopped talking nonsense. He stared straight into Gwen's eyes. "I called you here to ask you about one thing."

"What is it?"

"What did you see in those lost seas?"

Gwen's previous calmness was more or less an act, but this time, he was really confused. "What did you say?"

However, the middle-aged man in the white robe took Gwen's confused expression as some kind of joke. He frowned and said, "You don't have to pretend to be confused. You and I know very well what the so-called 'Sea of Eternal Darkness' refers to. Outsiders may not know about your secret voyage, but those who embarked on the voyage with you still came back alive. We know very well that you entered the Sea of Eternal Darkness with a clear purpose and received some kind of enlightenment there. You even brought back something … and we are very curious about it."

Gwen's heart suddenly stirred.

This heretic of the Eternal Sleep knew a secret that even Gwen Cecil himself could not remember!

What was the Sea of Eternal Darkness that he mentioned? What did he mean by Gawain Cecil's secret voyage? What was the enlightenment and the thing that he brought back?

Gwen suddenly thought of the crystals, the crystals that the original owner of his body gave to the Mithril Vault for safekeeping, but did not leave any impression in his memory. Could it be that everything was connected here?

However, Gwen had to forcibly hide all the shock and psychological fluctuations. He was eager to get something out of the heretic. The heretic would never have thought that there was a foreign soul in Gwen Cecil's body. This was the breakthrough to deceive the heretic!

"Do you want to know, or do you want to know the Eternal Sleep Congregation behind you? Or do more people want to know?" Hao Ren looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a serious expression, and his tone did not waver at all.

"If I say it's just my personal curiosity, I'm afraid you won't believe me," the middle-aged man said with a stiff smile. "This is something that the entire the Eternal Sleep Congregation is concerned about. Please believe me, unlike those groups that are determined to destroy the world, although the Eternal Sleepers are also regarded as a 'cult' by you, all we do is to protect the world. Although sometimes our means are not understood by outsiders, I think if the enlightenment you got in the Sea of Eternal Darkness is about the truth of the world, then you will definitely understand what the Eternal Sleepers do."

Gwen Cecil's enlightenment in the so-called 'Sea of Eternal Darkness' would lead him to agree with the actions of a cult like the Eternal Sleepers?

This sentence contained even more information!

Gwen tried harder to keep a straight face and stared into the middle-aged man's eyes. "Who else knows about my experience in the Sea of Eternal Darkness? How do you know about it? "

"As I said, those who sailed with you back then came back alive, and more than one of them. I can tell you now that one of them is the spy that the Eternal Sleeper planted around you," the middle-aged man replied frankly. "As for who else knows about this secret, don't worry, there are very few people. Even in the Church of the Eternal Sleeper, only a few people above the Bishop of Nightmares know about it. We have no intention of spreading this secret. It won't do us any good. And for the forgetful and mediocre ordinary people, the ancient secret from 700 years ago is not something they will care about. "

"I did bring something back from there," Gwen decided to relax a little, and then continued to fish for information. "But how can you be sure that if I learned about the so-called truth of the world there, I will definitely understand the thoughts of you cultists? In other words, how can you be sure that I will cooperate with you? "

Gwen tried to get the talkative cultist to tell him what he knew, the cause and effect of Gwen Cecil's departure to the Sea of Eternal Darkness. But the middle-aged man suddenly shut his mouth. It was not until a few seconds later that he spoke again with a half-smile. "Yes, of course, I know that you will not cooperate with me, and I also know that you will not answer any of my questions. You are a great hero 700 years ago. How can you trust a cultist and tell him the secret just because he has a few words with you?

"By the same logic, why do you think I'm here to accompany you and answer your questions one after another?"

As the middle-aged man's voice trailed off, the scenery around Gwen suddenly shook violently. The city of the ancient Gondor Empire began to collapse, the magic dome in the sky was torn apart, and a series of noises appeared in his spiritual world!

He finally knew where the real danger was, and why the cunning cultist would voluntarily reveal so much information to him. Although he had been suspicious and alert of the cultist's conspiracy from the beginning, it was not until now that he realized what the cultist's conspiracy was.

Something was invading his consciousness! It was prying into his memories!

"In the dream of the Eternal Sleepers, even the Giant Dragon will gradually fall." The middle-aged man stood up, and the round table with snacks and black tea turned into a wriggling cluster of starlight and gradually dissipated. "Spirit and consciousness are really amazing things. Humans rely on them to become humans, but humans can hardly control their operation. In a person's subconscious, almost everything runs automatically. Even a legendary figure will show his biggest flaw here."

Gawain felt his memories begin to loosen. An external "Viewer" was searching for the entry point of these memories. He struggled to control his thoughts, controlling the memory fragments that began to appear in his mind like a slideshow. Controlling all of this brought him immense mental stress, so much so that he couldn't even open his mouth to speak. All he could do was stare into the eyes of the middle-aged man.

"You are talking to me here, and you are gradually opening the door to your memories. Whether you answer or ask, this' conversation 'itself is establishing a connection. Including now, you are listening to my voice, you are receiving my information, and in this process, the barrier of your will is constantly crumbling. But unfortunately, you can barely stop this process …" The middle-aged man's smile was getting brighter and brighter. Clearly, he had already won. "Ah, your resistance is indeed tenacious, quite fitting of your identity as a great hero. But don't you know? The most powerful power of the eternal sleepers is not illusions or mental attacks, but to steal the memories of others and process these memories into their own new power … At the same time, this' memory path 'is a kind of springboard. You will forget this meeting, and after reading your memories, I will leave a teleportation path in your subconscious so that my will can' descend 'on your body at any time … Yes, yes, the figure of the poor mercenary appeared in your mind just now. Yes, it is such a springboard. The eternal sleepers rely on such a springboard to walk in the world of dreams and thoughts … "

Gwen silently sorted out his memories in his mind, and did not respond to any provocation from the cultists. Finally, before the noise in his mind became unbearable, he completed the final sorting.

In the eyes of the middle-aged man in the white robe, Gwen looked up with a smile that he had been hiding for a long time. "Are you sure … you want to see my memories?"

The middle-aged man was stunned. "You …"

Gwen had completely let go of the restrictions of his mind.

"If we say that there is a memory wall in everyone's consciousness, then this wall of mine is not to protect myself, but to protect reckless snoopers like you."

Gwen stood up straight and quietly watched as the middle-aged man's eyes slowly widened in extreme fear. He watched as the man began to roar crazily, watched as his face melted like wax, watched as his body contorted and crumbled, and even after he had crumbled into a pool of flesh and blood, the roar still echoed out of thin air.

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