Chapter 1171: 365. The Weight of Truth_3
“My current state is rather peculiar. My main body is confined within the Main Brain Controller, while a part of my consciousness has infiltrated the Inner Cosmos. I had thought that I could absorb the light of the Fire of St. Dillan here, but…”
The Assassin Angel paused for a few seconds:
“But, I failed. I could not absorb the light of the Sacred Fire, nor could I sense the presence of the Fire of St. Dillan. If it weren’t for that Dusk Giant and the Plane Core behind him, using the power of the Sacred Fire to recover some strength, I wouldn’t even be sure if the Sacred Fire was still in the Inner Cosmos.”
“How could this be…”
Noland Lee murmured to himself. noveldrama
He suddenly realized why the Assassin Angel had not questioned his origins nor asked why he didn’t have the light of the Fire of St. Dillan on him.
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It turned out that the Assassin Angel himself could not sense the presence of the Fire of St. Dillan either.
His situation was exactly the same as his.
He himself was utterly perplexed, so naturally, he wouldn’t seek answers from ordinary life creatures like Noland Lee.
“What’s wrong?” Denise Green lifted her pale palm and waved it in front of the daydreaming Noland Lee.
Noland Lee came back to his senses, smiled at her, took her hand, and headed towards the door:
“I’m planning something and need your help…”
Noland Lee activated the “Mind Induction” with her and gave a brief overview of his plans.
He omitted the presence of the Metal Ancestor Dragon, Pure Light Court, and Paisi Dingda, mentioning only that at some future point, he would need Denise Green to teleport him away.
In fact, Noland Lee had not revealed anything to Denise Green about the Pollution Zone or the Undead Cult during his visit to Tatis.
Although Denise Green was puzzled by Noland Lee coming and going in the territory of the Undead Cult, she did not ask much due to her duties as a Companion Witch.
Due to her feminine intuition and familiarity with Noland Lee, Denise Green detected a dangerous aura in this mission.
Her anxious state was conveyed through the tense lines of her hands, which Noland Lee easily noticed.
“Don’t worry, Denise. This should be my last adventure in the next six months or a year,”
Noland Lee said warmly:
“Once this operation is over, we can rest well on Island 33.”
“Oh, okay, then be careful,” Denise Green clung tightly to Noland Lee’s arm.
Noland Lee paused briefly for half a second, suddenly realizing he had unwittingly jinxed himself…
Let it be, with the Assassin Angel here, nothing unexpected will happen.
Uh, seems I’ve jinxed it again.
Noland Lee chuckled dryly, pondering in his mind:
“Your Excellency, about the issue of you not being able to absorb the light of the Fire of St. Dillan, do you think it might be because of the Main Brain Controller?”
The Assassin Angel said:
“I’ve considered the issue you mentioned, and it’s indeed possible. Perhaps I won’t know the exact answer until my main body frees itself from the Main Brain Controller.”
Noland Lee nodded silently.
The Assassin Angel further explained:
“What about you, Noland Lee Jarvis? Have you considered why you can’t sense the Fire of St. Dillan or absorb its light?”
Noland Lee slowed his steps, then continued walking, leading Denise Green through the bustling streets.
He faced the scene cloaked in white Steam, inhaling a breath of the moist air laden with a scent of coal dust:
“The so-called truth, for me now, might be too heavy. I’ll wait until I feel strong enough to unearth it.”
The Assassin Angel said:
“Hmm, the right choice.”