Go ahead and get it!

Enovan undoubtedly gave Lynden a choice question.

chose to abandon the investigation and find another way to deal with Enovan;

Or, take the risk and get the hidden truth.

The meaning of this multiple-choice question is actually as follows: It's just a part-time job, as for working so hard!

"Why, the clue is hidden in your singularity? Why? ”

Lyndon raised his own doubts, isn't the singularity some kind of supernatural power, how can it be fusion and mixed, and it has to encounter a threat to his life.

"Count me as teaching you for free, newcomer, you have all the power, but you don't know much about it, and you don't know how you died.

Singularity means that you have offered your supreme loyalty to a god. When you have one, if you try to covet the power of other gods, then you will be considered a disloyal apostate, hehe, I want to say so much, you should know what I mean, right?

Apostate, as the greatest taboo, is absolutely not tolerated. ”

"I just want to get clues, what does that have to do with singularity?"

Lyndon still didn't understand what Enovan was trying to say.

Enovan grinned:

"Once the snooping singularity has reached a higher level, its abilities are not limited to modifying and exploring secrets. Blocking the memory, this is the higher ability to spy on the way.

Linden, do you think cooperation doesn't need to be sincere? In order to participate in that project, I had already sealed myself up. Unless you use a higher level of snooping ability, it is absolutely impossible to unlock this part of the content.

The falcon boy I watched grow up. She may be very talented, but she still has a lot of way to go.

So, your only option, is to inherit my memories, along with them! Can you do it?

Apostate of the Night's Watch...... Linden. ”

When Enovan finished speaking, his tone had a strong sense of banter.

Is this his last madness?

Lyndon couldn't figure out what the old man meant.

And

When he heard this, a trace of indignation suddenly appeared in his heart.

Night's watchman......

Apostate......

These names fell on him, and they all made him feel familiar and unfamiliar.

But this sense of separation has nothing to do with me!

Lyndon was stunned for a while, and when he looked up again, the scene in front of him had all changed, and Enovan's figure had disappeared, and his blurred face was staring at him.

Right...... Familiar and unfamiliar ...... It was as if I had seen them somewhere, but I couldn't remember them at all. Lyndon wasn't even sure if he had actually touched the faces.

If not,

So who are they?

The exploding headache instantly invaded Linden's skull, and here it is again! This damn psychic attack!

"Unreal, are you crazy?"

"Unreal, are you unfaithful?"

"You betrayed us!"

"You have betrayed the true meaning of creation!"

“……”

The murmuring gradually evolved from a complaining to a violent rant, and Lyndon could clearly perceive that this anger was directed at himself.

His own nameless fire is also rising at this moment.

I have no infidelity, no betrayal! …… No, that's not my memory, everything has nothing to do with it! Damn, you're looking for an illusory god, why are you torturing me!

He shouted frantically in his head, but the crowd didn't seem to hear at all, just kept taunting him.

It seems that Antar's voice is roaring:

"I introduced you, but you killed me!"

It seems to be the voice of a falcon crying:

"I was expecting you, but you hurt me!"

There were also countless voices that were eroding his mind, intent on making Lyndon confess his guilt willingly.

His eyes widened suddenly, no! It's not me! Bang!

The black dream space collapsed, the scene changed one after another, and Lyndon fell to the ground with his head covered, and when he came back to his senses, the scene was already fixed.

The colorful glazed ceiling reflected the dazzling sunlight, which made him feel a tingling pain when he suddenly opened his eyes.

There was no black mist beneath him, but a stone floor that he had never seen before, cracks and moss spreading from beneath him before disappearing at some point.

He sat up and found that he seemed to be full of strength, no longer in a state of pain. Looking around, I was in a temple-style building.

It's just that this temple is very damaged, with dusty floors and mottled walls, quietly telling the ancient years. The gate of the temple, which was not far away, should have been violently impacted, and had been completely deformed and placed where it should be, and could no longer have the effect of separating the inside and outside.

Despite this, Lyndon couldn't see what was beyond the temple, and the black fog obscured the view.

Under Lyndon, it was not an ordinary ground, because he saw the perspective of the temple floor, which was in a state of looking down.

He was being held up in the palms of a headless statue!

This, where is this?

But at this moment, his mood was not shock at all, but an inexplicable closeness.

Why does it feel familiar?

Lyndon felt that someone was looking at him, and this feeling came from the headless statue.

He stared at the empty neck of the idol, and countless sensations came from all directions, as if he had been placed in a booth for people to see.

No, not a visit.

If you have to say what it feels like, the word "Qibla" should be more appropriate!

"His vanity is my truth."

The deep voice struck heavily on his heart, shattering his composure for a moment, and replacing it with a tremor from the depths of his soul.

"Who is it?"

There was no one around, let alone someone who could say this.

"His vanity, my true ......"

Lyndon repeated the sentence mechanically, then reacted, turning his head to look at the head of the idol.

"His vanity is my truth."

That's right, it's the idol that is talking, and where the severed head is broken, there is a cloud of phantom entanglement, and the facial features can be vaguely seen.

At the center of the god's eyebrows, there was a strange purple mark faintly emitting light.

Very familiar looks, but I just can't remember where I've seen it.

As the idol murmured repeatedly, he felt his headache recur again, becoming more and more intense, as if he was about to lose his consciousness.

You...... Is it unreal?

you

Do you want to deprive me of the right to live?

"Mr. Linden, where's my dad?"

Lyndon woke up suddenly, still in that dark dream space.

It's Jana.

The effect that the Night's Watch fed back to the Overseer came into play at this point.

She uses her ability to influence her mind to give Lyndon an early mental reminder that can awaken her when her will is about to collapse.

Lyndon wasn't sure if she would succeed in achieving the effect she wanted with her weak abilities.

Now it seems that the bet was the right one.

Enovan maintained his previous position, as if he had fallen into complete stillness during this time.

The old man continued:

"Even so, you ......"

"I've figured it out."

Lyndon interrupted Enovan's words, calmed his mess a little, took a deep breath, and squeezed out a stiff smile,

"If you don't try, how do you know if it will work?"