franphil Chapter 376 Absolute Truth
Chapter 376 Absolute Truth
Chapter 376 Absolute Truth
If they were allowed to come out, a whole bunch of them would die.
Xia Er didn't really want to know how Klein, Edwina, and the others would feel if they came out and found themselves ten years older.
How could you possibly visit this travelogue, which has been drastically altered beyond recognition, without paying an entrance fee?
Ten years...
The impact is minimal, so let's leave it at that. As long as the aftereffects are delayed, they won't notice them for the time being.
Points are deducted directly without any payment prompts, so there's no psychological burden.
Chael ignored this issue and did not intend to target Grosser and the others who had mistakenly entered the travelogue. Of course, they could come out and would not die, because people cannot die repeatedly. They were still alive and could leave the world in the book.
But outside, when they feel that they deserve to die as human beings, they will die just like normal people due to war, disease, or old age. These NPCs will reappear in the world of the book, but the reappearing NPCs will not feel that they do not belong to the world of the book.
When Klein and the others reunited in Backlund, it was obvious that everyone there was aware of the time constraints. Even if they could leave the world in the book, would they really be safe?
These people were not without their predictions; they were all at least Sequence 5 mid-sequences. They just didn't say it outright. The Iceberg General noticed the time distortion in the Northern Continent and could also think of this, but he had no way to solve it. However, time did not give these people the opportunity to remain silent or feel sad.
A violent sea wind came from the north, and from a great distance, it caused a terrifying earthquake in this city of miracles, like the roar of Thor. Intense light pollution followed closely behind, instantly robbing everyone of their sight. Daytime was even more unbearable than nighttime, and all that could be done was to close one's eyes.
Although it was only a very faint trace of divinity, it still made the soul tremble and shake constantly.
As the light gradually dimmed, the entire sky was covered with numerous cracks, the tsunami had not yet stopped, and the earthquakes and erupting volcanoes continued to roar and unleash terror. At the largest crack in Backlund, a portal of light appeared.
That was where the cracks in the sky and the fissures in the earth intersected, and more disasters were yet to come, with boulders covered in magma falling like a beautiful meteor shower.
Run!
Someone shouted, and everyone moved toward the portal, escaping the soon-to-be-ending theater before the earth collapsed.
brush!brush!brush!
The captain's cabin of the Iceberg Admiral was packed. Because of the presence of the giant Grosser, Klein, who was faster, had been pushed out onto the outer corridor.
Klein quickly turned around and looked at Mobert, who had thrown him out. Mobert gave Klein a carefree smile, took a deep breath as if to feel the outside air one last time, and then closed his eyes. The vampire viscount also sighed and offered a final prayer to the progenitor Lilith.
The somber atmosphere made Lieutenant General Iceberg look sadly at Grosser, who had covered their retreat, his back still bearing a huge, bloody gash, with a sharp volcanic rock lodged in it.
1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...
Mobert opened his eyes and stared at Klein, wondering if everything was alright, or if they, these ancient people, would die in the next second, or the second after that. After all, no Sequence 5 could live for thousands of years, and some of them had lived for two or three thousand years.
"Are you really alright?"
Long Ze'er stretched his arms and nudged the ascetic Snowman. "What do you think?"
"This must be God's blessing."
"That's perfectly natural," said the ascetic Snowman.
"I believe you!"
However, Long Ze'er nodded affirmatively.
"Don't we have to die?"
The ancient vampire viscount, realizing he was still alive, tentatively prayed to his lineage's ancestor, a vampire duke. He was no ordinary vampire; before being unexpectedly drawn into the travelogue, he was a direct descendant of the vampire clan, a guaranteed vampire count, the kind of vampire whose marquis was eligible to inherit their estate upon death.
The prayer was answered; a soft crimson hue fell, soothing the vampire viscount's mental tension and anxiety.
"Guys, does this mean we're really not going to die?"
Although the response was limited, it was enough to prove that they were alive.
Why isn't the old man replying to me? Could he be dead?
Another second-generation Mobert muttered to himself.
It's not unbelievable that Sequence 5 prays to an angel and receives a response. These two are direct descendants of angels, and borrowing the power of their clan's angels through mysterious rituals is a must when facing danger. It's not something that only the Tarot Society can do.
"Should we treat Grosser's wound first?"
Danitz wiped the sweat from his face and was about to say something when suddenly, Klein, with his sharp eyes, noticed a problem.
"Why is your gold necklace still around your neck?"
Standing at the edge, Klein, trying to prevent the crew of the Golden Dream from surrounding him, turned around and realized something was wrong.
"Huh? Ah!"
Danitz was startled. He looked down and saw that the gold necklace around his neck was indeed still there. He quickly opened the canvas bag on his body and found that the handful of gems he had grabbed from Backlund were also still there.
"ah!!!"
"I even threw the gold bars away myself because I thought they were in the way!"
"My gold bars!"
Danitz was filled with remorse; he lost the gold bars at the last moment because he was too slow.
This unscientific!
Klein stared at Danitz's canvas bag filled with jewels and a gold necklace, utterly bewildered. As a modern man with complete knowledge, jewels were one thing, but how could gold possibly be brought out? Aren't the conditions for gold's formation extremely demanding?
More importantly, the gold is real, but what about the sealed artifact?
After seeing the sealed artifacts inside the "Tinggen Night Watch Squad," he immediately concluded that they were all fake.
"Alright, it's just a gold bar."
The vampire viscount glanced at Danitz with some disdain. He took the initiative to help Grosser treat his wounds; to him, being alive was a blessing.
"Ha ha."
Grosser chuckled and tossed out half of the broken and damaged gold bar. Just before he was about to come out, he picked up the gold bar that Danitz had thrown down to block it, and now he had half a bar left in his hand.
"Grossell, I love you so much."
Although the gold was a bit dirty and had become a lumpy mess, Danitz still happily gave Grosser a bear hug.
However, Anderson took the gold first, saying, "As a bounty hunter, it's a disgrace to almost come back empty-handed."
Fools sometimes have good luck.
Anderson muttered something.
No, what about me?
Klein looked at the Iceberg General. He had taken such a great risk this time, but had gained nothing and even lost his suit.
However, to Klein's disappointment, Lieutenant General Iceberg's interest wasn't in that at the moment. Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Longzel, "Are you still a Sequence 5 Retribution Knight?"