High Above

  Chapter 325 The Dream of the Worm's Nest (43, ask for a monthly pass!)

  No matter how gentle they seem on the surface, psykers, especially those who have awakened psychic powers, to ordinary people, some of their thoughts are absolutely crazy and unreasonable.

Elder Purdue knows this deeply. He knows that prophets are arrogant and psykers are crazy. They may not feel it themselves, but non-psychics can perceive it. Unusual sharpness.

  It seems to be... Breaking through a layer of mask, revealing the sharpness of the true self.

  That may be the essence of psychic power, derived from the nature of the soul...a manifestation of desire.

   This is indeed a unique symbol, but it is also the reason why ordinary people subconsciously stay away from psykers.

  In this world most of the time, people wear false masks to hide their real selves.

  Seeing the real side of a person is enough to make people feel fear and discomfort.

To give a simple example, it’s like seeing a relative or friend suddenly go crazy, and speak out loud about your various hobbies, the types of works and games you like to watch, and even when you’re old, you still like Pretty Cure X and various masks X Photo by Shiao X Mante, and even speak out about his sexual fetish...

   Embarrassing, so embarrassing, I wish I could stay away from such a person!

  Especially this person is not shy at all, and after speaking out, he can still communicate with other people so calmly.

so…

   On the contrary, there will be some envy and jealousy.

  —Why can he do this? So sincere, so undisguised, so unafraid of other people's eyes and ridicule?

  People turn away from psykers, especially psykers who reveal their obsessions.

  But Ian's dream needs the help of many people.

Ian knows this, so he has been restraining his sharpness, putting on a mask, making friends with most people, making them feel close, making all the white people recognize him, and believing that he can bring them to a better future.

But just now, Elder Purdue noticed that the mask of camouflage on Ian's body was broken - fighting, killing and determination made his spiritual power grow further, so much so that he forgot to restrain the aggressive oppression sense.

   Facing a prophet, anyone will feel the oppressive feeling that everything about themselves will be seen through.

  Elder Purdue wanted to find an opportunity to remind Ian, but he never thought that the other party would instinctively restrain his sharp will at this moment.

   "Is it because of Elan?"

  Thinking so, Elder Purdue wanted to have a sip of wine, but saw Ian staring at him.

   "Thank you, Elder."

  He saw such a mouth shape and heard such a voice.

  He saw the corner of Ian's slightly raised mouth, and felt sincere gratitude and closeness.

  Ian rarely shows closeness to other people, he can be gentle, superficially get along with many people, he can be anyone's friend—but he always rarely, really gets close to other people.

   Holding the wine glass, the old man lost his mind slightly.

He's never felt this way...whether it's from his mother who is devoted to academics, or from his father who left before birth and died in adventures, or from all the elders in the old family. had this feeling.

  He has no children, and he has never thought about having children, and suddenly a strange warmth spreads in his heart.

-Mother.

  Thinking of this in his heart, he also smiled at Ian, nodded to tell him to eat quickly, replenish nutrition and strength, and then took a sip of sweet and fragrant mead.

  The old man lowered his eyes and closed his eyes, feeling the scalding wine mixed with his throat and entering his stomach.

   A feeling of... warmth.

  —Maybe... I no longer want to fulfill your prayers for me, fulfill your wishes, and revive the family again.

  —I… maybe just me.

  —I want to build such a family.

  A warm…home.

   After eating, Elan was a little tired. He had been sensing Ian's emotions frequently since the morning, just like Ian back then, physically and mentally exhausted.

  Elder Purdue had prepared the room long ago, the little boy was sent to bed and covered with a quilt in a daze, and Ian was also ordered to rest.

   Originally, the young man wanted to say that he was not tired and that he could talk to Elder Purdue about what he had seen and heard in the ruins, but the other party shook his head and said that he didn't want to hear it now, so Ian had to go to bed and lie down to rest his spirit.

   On the bed, Ian, who thought he would wake up, felt an inexplicable sense of warmth and security.

   That is an emotion that cannot be felt in the ruins group anyway.

  So, in just a dozen seconds, he fell into a deep sleep.

  The young man's thoughts gradually became quiet, like an eagle patrolling the sky, although it is vigilant, it can still sleep peacefully in its nest.

  He fell into a deep sleep.

  Then, the Prophet had a dream.

  One incarnates as a hive, as the master.

  The dream of gazing at the stars.

  …

  Dreams that predict the future flow in time.

  Terra 773, April 20, a bad news spread throughout Port Harrison.

Struggling in the South China Sea maze, Bishop White Mist, who returned with a dying body, brought back sad news—because of an unexpected change and Patrick's obstruction from the Ellen family, he did not have time to stop the giant gnat entrenched in the maze. The cerebrum mother worm ran away, causing all the people who entered the maze to die in the fight with the worm swarm.

Whether it is Master Gosser, Isengard, the special forces team of Feiyandi, or the monks of the Spiritual Tool Church, the appraiser Ian, and the Qing Chao and other fleet members who tried to leave but failed, all because of their mother. The attack of the nest or the obstruction of the monster lost the chance of escape.

  Even he himself was seriously injured. If it wasn't for his strong vitality, he might have died in the final battle.

  He did not lie, what he said was the truth, and could be verified by all spiritual powers.

   Neither Viscount Grant nor the Ellen family could accept this result, but they also knew that no matter how unbelievable and unacceptable, things had already happened.

   But there was a little boy who didn't believe it.

  The younger brother of the appraiser Ian, a white boy named Elan, insisted that his brother was still alive. Although it was painful and confusing, he was indeed still alive.

   Regarding this, Bishop Baiwu asked about the specific situation in detail at the beginning, but because the boy couldn't express his thoughts clearly, there was no result.

  In the final analysis, the old man saw with his own eyes that the other party died with the will of the hive, and submerged together with the crystal dragon into the bottomless pit after the collapse of the hive, and was finally completely incinerated by the high-heat coolant of the ruins.

  In any case, the disaster that might affect Nanling, or even the entire Terra continent, was indeed erased, and the part about this disaster in the prophecy also completely disappeared.

Because Ian played an important role in the battle against the mother worm, helping the church eliminate disasters, as a reciprocal return, Bishop Baiwu decided to follow the teachings, help his family, and lead him to ascension as Elan's teacher the road.

No one would refuse this proposal. The people of Bai lost their genius, Port Harrison lost their future master alchemist, and the elder lost his heir. The decision of Huaiguang Church is a redemption for everyone, a timely gift. .

  In this way, the young boy began to receive training from the Huaiguang Church. Although he still insisted that his brother was not dead, but that his mind was divided into many parts and fell asleep, all this was regarded as a child's joke.

  But no one knew that the body of the captain of the Feiyandi Special Forces, who died in the hands of the giant golden centipede, slowly opened his eyes among the deep ruins.

  The water-colored psionic halo is no longer clear, but has become deep and profound, as if it originated from the abyss at the bottom of a distant dark spring.

  The disaster affecting Nanling and the entire Terra continent has indeed come to an end.

   But that was just a prologue.

  The wriggling body, the swarm of insects re-developed with the corpse as the core, and the blue streamer flashing on all the swarms, all spread, build, and regenerate deep in the dark underground.

  Like a series of cyan lines, spreading on the pitch-black iron

   Time passed like this.

   In the blink of an eye, it is the year 779 of Terra.

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   Recommend a book, the new book by the author of "The Red Dragon Emperor", "The Story of Evil Dragon Cultivation God"!

   Familiar dragons, dnd, strange beasts! Let's see how the protagonist Yilong becomes a capitalist in another world!

  (end of this chapter)