Chapter 88: Spiritual Stitching
Ms. Jones, you could put it another way.
Agnes couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, although she understood what Ms. Jones was going to ask, she ...... To use a word like "irrepressible impulse", the target is a "little child" who looks to be about three years old, but it is not really ...... It's a good fit.
Agnes felt it carefully, nodded hesitantly, and said, "It resonates, but it's very faint, and if it weren't for Ms. Jones, you asked me specifically, I would almost have ignored the past." ”
Miss Jones frowned and said, "Is it possible to complete the same communication as with Mera in this situation?" ”
Agnes thought for a moment before she said, "It was Mera who took the initiative to communicate with me at the time, and I need to try it to find out." However, if it is just communication, the most important thing is that I need to be able to enter the state that can directly sense his spirit body, and there should be a high probability of success. ”
"Okay, I've prayed for the attention of the Mother Goddess." Ms. Jones thought for a moment, then said, "But don't force yourself, and stop as soon as you feel something is wrong." ”
Agnes nodded and asked, "If you can succeed, what do you need to communicate with him?" ”
"I think the most important thing is to understand his current situation and convey our goodwill," Ms. Jones said. If possible, please make him able to communicate with us as much as possible. ”
"Okay, I see." Agnes nodded and said.
She lowered her eyes slightly, her spirit following the faint connection. The resonance was so weak this time that Agnes needed to pause from time to time to feel the resonance in order to accurately follow the connection to find the other party.
Agnes vaguely felt the existence of a fragile consciousness, much weaker than the original Mera.
He only occupied a part of the territory in that spirit body, and Agnes could vaguely feel that there were many other consciousnesses in that spirit body, and these consciousnesses were more full of the same madness and depravity, and madness and depravity in their own way.
In Angness's eyes, only the little place in the corner of the spirit body that had just come into contact with her still maintained its purest color, while the rest of it was covered with different types of red light, well, multicolored red.
Agnes frowned and asked, "Ms. Jones, did the watchmen have soul stitches on him?" ”
"No," replied Miss Jones, frowning, "the depravity in him is too great for anyone among the Watchmen to dare to do, but we have guessed it from his outward state." ”
"If you look directly at him from the spiritual aspect, what is his state like?" Ms. Jones asked, looking at Agnes.
"It's a little strange," Angnes explained, frowning a little confusedly, "like an unsuccessful soul stitch." I felt a lot of consciousness in his spiritual body, but his spiritual body seemed to be one. ”
"I roughly estimated that there were at least 20 of those consciousnesses."
"How many of these consciousnesses are communicative?" Ms. Jones asked.
Agnes was silent for a moment before she said, "If there is no self-camouflage in these consciousnesses, then the only one that still maintains relative sanity is the consciousness that resonates with me. ”
"Okay, I got it." Ms. Jones said with a frown.
"Do you need me to contact him?" Agnes asked.
"If only you could be kept safe." Ms. Jones said.
"Okay."
Agnes spiritually crept into the purity of the spirit, trying to establish a connection with the consciousness that inhabited it.
"Are you...... Did Mother God send me to save me? Agnes vaguely felt such a thought coming from this consciousness.
Agnes sighed slightly in her heart, and a thought was transmitted: "Yes, this is the will of the Mother Goddess. ”
"I've been praying for so long...... Has the Mother Goddess finally responded? There was a faint hint of disbelief at the thought that came back.
"Is the Mother Goddess finally willing to take me out of this darkness?"
"It's really scary! Orlando turned into a monster, and Yuno turned into a monster, and they ...... They...... They were fighting and gnawing at each other. ”
"They're going to find me! Quick, quick, take me away! The thought came back with a sense of panic.
Agnes dragged Ms. Jones, who was looking at her, under her hand, but without hesitation, the thought came back to her mind, saying, "They won't pay attention to you, don't panic." ”
At the same time, she quickly completely wrapped the still pure part with spirituality, and asked, "What's your name?" ”
"My name is ...... My name is Stitch. ”
Agnes whispered to Ms. Jones, "I think Frank Lee may need to provide a list of the children adopted by Pavra's Abbey, which I suspect were the original children...... Suture. ”
"Actually, we had this speculation before, someone has called up the list of children of the Pavra Monastery."
Ms. Jones took out a piece of paper with about thirty names written on it from her suitcase and handed it to Agnes.
Agnes glanced at it and asked through her thoughts, "Did you see Jenny?" ”
“...... Jenny has been eaten. Stitch's consciousness replied.
"I'm sorry. And what about Ida? Agnes asked again.
"Ida, Ida is fighting with Casey and Emilio." Stitch replied in a somewhat strange tone.
Agnes casually said to Ms. Jones, "The relationship between the various consciousnesses in his spirit body is extremely confusing. ”
Ms. Jones nodded and asked, "Do you think this state of affairs can be alleviated if we can increase the proportion of sanity?" ”
Agnes said in a somewhat strange tone, "I'm not a psychiatrist, I think Ms. Jones you should consult a professional." ”
"That's right." Ms. Jones said.
"Is there a way to increase the proportion of the sane part?" Ms. Jones asked.
Agnes shook her head and said, "I can only think of making Stitch, well, the self-proclaimed consciousness that is still able to communicate, devour other consciousnesses, but I don't know what the result will be." ”
Stitch's consciousness kept calling out to Agnes, and Agnes kept chatting with him through thoughts.
"Is there a way to bring those crazy minds back to their senses?" Ms. Jones asked again.
Agnes was silent, and Ms. Jones added, "It's like you're in the convent, well, like ...... That's it for Alyssa. ”