Capítulo 948: Chapter 349: Shadowbringers 2
To be honest, although the blockade of the soul has been lifted and she rembers the past, the faces of her husband and children in the real world, once so familiar, have beco sowhat blurry.
On the contrary, the two people lying on the ground now, the ti spent with them in this false world is vivid, even engraved in her bones.
It’s better to say that there was never really a distinction between true and false. Even if this place is but an illusion, everything she has experienced remains truly within her heart.
So perhaps staying here might be the better choice.
She even has a faint intuition, as if soone has promised her this—that in the not-too-distant future, her husband and children in the real world will also enter this Wandering Country and reunite with her…
“——Heh.” The woman chuckled lightly and shook her head.
No matter how she thinks about it, she can’t find a reason to refuse to wander, nor is she clear on what kind of belief has sustained her to this point.
The woman stood up, looking at the unmoving Elf Rabbit.
She slowly extended her hand.
She knows that touching this rabbit will not bring liberation and rebirth, but death, a return to reincarnation.
Her self, consciousness, and mories, everything will be crushed by the millstones of the six realms, rging into the endless flow of life and death.
Though by then she will have long lost sensation, she estimates it won’t be a pleasant experience…
But this is what she thinks.
“When he grows up, he will have his own family, right? Although the kid’s father only has , I do hope he marries a few more, in which case, the child definitely won’t be alone…”
“In the more distant future, those children will form their own families…”
Even at that ti, those unfamiliar children may no longer rember a grandmother whose bones have long decayed.
But the life originating from her lineage will continue to be passed down unceasingly.
For a traditional imperial citizen, there is nothing more pride-worthy than this.
But the Theater of the Wandering Country will never be satisfied with the current concealed darkness of the world.
Sooner or later, it will surface, intending to replace reincarnation, to halt reality, falling into an eternally unchanging cycle of drama.
By that ti, even birth and death would beco nothing more than a self-deceiving performance.
Thus, what she chooses is not death—it is a future that allows children to have a future.
The woman’s fingertips touched the Elf Rabbit.
Unanimously, those awakened citizens also extended their hands.
Not everyone is like the woman, their reasons differ—so disdain wandering, others are content with death, so rely wish to glimpse reincarnation…
One by one, hands touched the long-awaited Elf Rabbit.
In the next mont, dozens of dazzling beams of light rose silently in the city, piercing the sky.
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On the city wall, the Hero gripped the Chopping Axe tightly, staring calmly at the approaching Dragon Tide ahead.
Though she was almost kicked out, with the power of backlight and ancient ways, she successfully subdued the theater’s authority.
However, that focused state was not suitable for prolonged combat, so she actively removed the enhancent of the Prehistoric Giant Beast.
Yet the slashing not only destroyed the theater’s chanical Divine but also brought the play’s performance back to normal.
Although she didn’t need to face the power of the Divine Domain, the almost real dragon disaster was drawing near.
The third act of the Wandering Theater was set to make the master fall and sink, everything existed for this purpose.
But this doesn’t an that in this third act, besides the Martial Monk and “her,” there are no other true souls.
The empire’s subjects, her forr actors, or those the Hero didn’t know but are connected to the Martial Monk in so way, many such souls linger here.
They all acknowledge the Martial Monk’s ideology or share a similar persistence, unwilling to wander forever, willing to throw themselves into reincarnation.
Therefore, the theater uniformly casts them into this unfinished third act, repeatedly replaying everything.
However, compared to those like the Martial Monk and Alice, who retain so degree of self, these souls, though keeping a trace of persistence deep inside, have had both mory and personality nearly dissolved layer by layer in countless reenactnts, nearly fully integrating into the theater.
Possibly, at the next show, they might relinquish this persistence unconsciously, becoming one of the countless actors.
Just like those citizens collapsing like puppets, although not fake, have long been part of the theater’s structure, becoming eternal Wanderers.
Even if the Hero uses the Liberation forces, it can only expel the consciousness of these Wanderers residing in their bodies.
As for why the Martial Monk is willing to accompany the theater’s reruns ti and again, instead of fighting till both might perish, perhaps due to those remaining, still persistent souls.
Though the Hero’s Perception is not as all-knowing as the Divine Knowledge Saintess, it can discern the deepest softness within the human heart, and with this exceptional perceptivity, she can distinguish these people among the many citizens.
Though her slashing is insufficient to destroy the entire theater world, if she targets the city she rules over, it is enough to temporarily sever the theater’s interference.
However, this also ans that before all souls completely exit, she can only face the impending Dragon Tide alone.
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