Hearing Gwen's words, everyone was shocked. "The Eternal Sleeper?!"
This was completely out of their expectations. Even the usually calm Heti almost dropped her staff. Her eyes widened as she looked at the fallen mercenary leader. "This mercenary is a member of the Cult of the Eternal Sleeper in disguise?!"
"No, he is just a springboard for the Eternal Sleeper." Gwen rubbed his forehead as he told the information he got from the cultists. "This guy probably had an unfortunate nightmare at some point in the past, and a powerful member of the Eternal Sleeper left a coordinate in his mind through the nightmare. This way, he became a one-time 'carrier', allowing the cultists to quickly 'descend' when needed."
This strange fact gave Hu Po goosebumps. "Why does this kind of evil cult sound even more sinister than the All Things End Society?!"
"The Eternal Sleeper is indeed more sinister than the Doomsday Cult," Pitman said in a low voice. As a Druil who had received the real inheritance, he knew a lot about the cultists. "The Eternal Sleeper is the fallen and transformed from the Church of the God of Dreams. They were originally priests who soothed people's hearts and dispelled nightmares, but after they fell, they became experts in weaving nightmares and fear. The most powerful Eternal Sleeper bishops have the ability to walk in people's dreams, and they can link people's dreams to make themselves more elusive and unpredictable. Their special ability makes them more terrifying than the average cultists, but the good news is … the Eternal Sleeper is not as bloody as the Doomsday Cult or the Child of the Storm. They just pull people into all kinds of nightmares or illusions, and occasionally kidnap, but they rarely kill. "
Upon hearing this, Heidi said thoughtfully, "I've also heard about the Church of the Eternal Rest. It's true that they rarely cause large-scale deaths, but their actions are more bizarre and bizarre than other cults. I personally feel that they seem to be hiding a huge plan, and cults that don't usually kill people are scarier."
Gawain felt the same way. "As long as it's a dark sect, it's dangerous. If they don't kill people, it only means that they will do something even more terrible than killing people, and those things are even harder to guard against. Furthermore, the Eternal Sleeper is the only dark cult other than the Child of the Storms that has dealings with the All Endgame. Both the All Endgame and the Child of the Storms are cruel and bloody cults. An Eternal Sleeper who can get along with them … can't be a good person. "
"I'm getting more and more scared." Amber could not help but rub her arms as if she was trying to get rid of the goosebumps. Then she looked up at Gwen curiously. "So you were dragged into the Eternal Sleeper's' nightmare '? And then? You ran out? "
Gwen smiled. "We fought in the conscious world for a while, and then that guy died. Most likely he is not a powerful character."
Amber nodded. Heti looked at her great-great-grandfather with admiration and trust. Only Pitman looked at Gwen suspiciously. "An Eternal Sleeper who can control the mind … is a small character?"
"He is not as powerful as me." Gwen shrugged. "Anyway, that guy is dead. It doesn't matter how powerful he was when he was alive."
Heti looked a little worried. "But the key is why a cult member of the Eternal Sleeper would attack you … The last All Endgame could be said to be an accident. The Fallen Druil's real target was Tanzania Town. But this time, the Eternal Sleeper is obviously coming for you. The mercenary leader called out your name when he was' occupied '!"
Gwen's expression turned serious. He knew that Heti's worry was not unfounded.
Gwen Cecil, who had come back from the dead, had indeed begun to attract the attention of some of the dark forces.
While there weren't many memories retrieved from the remnant soul of that cultist, it was still possible to piece together some of his thoughts and experiences in recent times. Gwen could be sure that the cult member had been active in the south for many years. He had left nightmare coordinates on thousands of victims in this area, and the mercenary leader happened to be one of them. It was just a coincidence that he was captured by Gwen during the slave hunt. But the Eternal Sleeper behind the mercenary leader had been watching him for a long time.
From the conversation, Hao Ren learned that the cult member was very concerned about Gwen Cecil's secret voyage and the so-called "Evernight Seas". So when Gwen opened the coffin and spread the news, the cult member had probably already planned this contact.
And the mercenary leader, who happened to fall into Gwen's hands, just gave him a perfect opportunity in advance. But the cult member himself did not expect that he would fall directly into this good opportunity …
A bishop of the Eternal Sleep had died for no apparent reason, but it did not mean the end of the harassment. Gawain believed that there must be other dark cults or mysterious organizations keeping an eye on him. The so-called 'Sea of Eternal Darkness' and 'secret voyage' probably involved a huge secret, which was enough to make even the most vigilant and secretive of cult bishops take the risk. Naturally, it would also arouse the curiosity of other spies.
But the problem was that Gwen himself was also very curious about the so-called "Evernight Seas"!
At this point, the only thing Gwen could comfort himself was that the Eternal Sleeper bishop died very quickly. He died in the territory of the Cecil family without causing any trouble, which might serve as a warning to some of the spies.
Anyway, if there were still daring people looking for trouble, Gwen had no other choice but to accept it. After all, he now had a family to feed, and he could not be a coward, right?
Pitman looked at Gwen, who had a serious expression, and then looked at Heti, who had a worried face. He sighed softly and said with an equally serious expression, "Your Grace, I think it's time for you to consider my resignation …"
"If you really want to run, you're already gone. Are you the kind of person who will say goodbye to the boss before running away?" Gawain glanced at the disgrace of the Druids and waved his hand. "Since they're here, I'll take them on. A few small fries won't be able to cause much trouble. I don't believe that those cultists who have been living in seclusion for 700 years would dare to organize an army and attack us."
Then, he glanced at the mage mercenary sitting next to him, who was still in a daze.
Heti saw this and immediately asked, "Ancestor, do we still need to continue the interrogation?"
Gwen shook his head. "There's no need. Keep him locked up. We'll see what happens after a while."
He did not consider directly executing the mage mercenary, but he did not intend to let him go. If the rescue operation in the Northern Wilderness was a battle, the mercenary in front of him was a prisoner of war of the Cecil family. According to the laws of this era, such prisoners of war would be directly treated as slaves and used to make up for the weapons and manpower their masters used to capture them on the battlefield. However, Gwen had not thought of what kind of labor to arrange for this "prisoner of war".
Cecil's territory was now very short of manpower, so Gwen did not mind using such a prisoner of war as a labor force. It was much more cost-effective than executing or exiling him. However, the mercenary was a level-2 spellcaster. It would be a waste to throw him directly into the mines in the west. Besides, Gwen was still worried. So, he had to think carefully about what to do with him.
Heti had no objection to Gwen's arrangement, but she was still very concerned about the mercenaries' purpose of capturing refugees in the Northern Wilderness of Whitewater River. "Are we not going to investigate the Kant family's hiring of these mercenaries to capture refugees?"
"Ah … right." Gwen could not help but rub his forehead. It seemed that the confrontation with the cultist in the conscious world had affected him. He had completely forgotten the original purpose of interrogating the two mercenaries. "I'm a little tired. I forgot about it. Well, Heti, Pitman, I'll leave this matter to you two. Before the effects of the potion and ritual wear off, ask the Kant family why they are capturing slaves in Frostmoon. I have to go back and rest. You can tell me the results of the interrogation later. "
After arranging the affairs here, Gwen returned to his tent.
He was indeed tired. It took a long time for the exhaustion in the depths of his mind to surface. He realized that the confrontation with the cultist was not as easy as he thought.
Even as a satellite spirit, it was not easy to mobilize a huge amount of memory to devour another mind.
Not long after returning to the tent, he fell into a deep sleep on his bed and quickly fell asleep.
He 'opened' his eyes in a strange place and found himself standing in a long corridor.
The corridor was a typical Ansu style, with the same interior and supporting structure as the castles favored by the southern nobles. The supporting pillars on both sides of the corridor were half-buried in the wall, and each pillar was inlaid with a lit magic crystal lamp.
But this was not the old castle of the Cecil family, nor the castle of the Leslie family in Tanzania Town. It was not the interior of any castle that Gwen knew.
Almost immediately, Gawain realised that he might have entered another dream, and it was a dream that he entered in a conscious state. The experience of coming into contact with the cultists made him instantly alert and vigilant. He could not help muttering in his heart, "That's right.
"Why is there another wave so soon? Are these cultists the Calabash Brothers who saved Grandpa? "
But soon, he found that the situation this time was not quite the same as before. He did not wake up in a completely chaotic space, and no one had mysteriously barged into his dream. He even had a feeling that he could wake up at any time if he wanted to. Compared to being dragged into an imaginary space by the Eternal Sleeper, this was more like a normal dream.
The only thing that was different from dreaming was that he was abnormally clear-headed.
No, there were more differences …
Feeling something, Gawain looked at his hand and consciously sketched out the shape of an object. The next second, he realized that there was a can of coke in his hand.
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