Chapter 522
“Is it William... who abolished the Corn Laws?”
Xia Er’s mind, which had been somewhat muddled, began to clear as she thought rapidly.
The endless manual had never mentioned anything about Imogen...
“You...” Xia Er slowly raised her head, looking at Imogen before her, and spoke, “Who are you?”
“Amazing mental strength.”
Imogen gazed at the red-haired girl in front of her, unable to suppress her admiration.
“To maintain your thoughts under the influence of the ‘Nightmare’... No wonder that green-haired cultist calls you the Mother Goddess... Such a remarkable power.”
Imogen... something’s off...
She isn’t a teacher... I have many memories of Imogen, but those memories...
They don’t resonate with me at all. If I think carefully about those details, I feel a wave of dissonance.
There’s definitely something wrong with my mind.
This simulation... something went wrong...
“But let’s end it here.” Imogen slowly raised her hand, looking at Xia Er with a faint smile, “After all, you’re just an ordinary person with a few tricks up your sleeve...”
Just as Imogen was about to snap her fingers, she heard a faint “click.”
At some point, the girl in front of her had a silver-hued dial shimmering in her right eye.
In the girl’s hand, a flash of silver light appeared, and a blood-red gun blade manifested.
“Such a waste of effort.” Imogen looked at the weakly resonating artifact in the girl’s hand and shook her head with a smile.
But the next second, she saw the girl raise the gun and point it at... herself.
Bang—
Before Imogen could react, a bullet slammed into the girl’s head, shattering her skull and causing a bloody flower to bloom.
She could feel the girl’s body rapidly weakening, her life flickering like a candle in the wind.
Imogen cursed under her breath, lunging forward to knock the gun from Xia Er’s hand, grabbing her collar and pouring a vial of potion into her mouth.
But the girl seemed to resist the rescue, spitting out the potion that was forced into her. Soon, under Imogen’s watch and the rampant blood rose, the girl’s life force completely faded away.
Imogen took a deep breath.
She committed suicide?
No, it can’t be that simple.
Sure enough, just a few seconds later, the girl, who had seemingly died, suddenly raised her right hand and grasped Imogen’s wrist.
The girl who had died—no, the girl who was still in a corpse-like state—strangely “came back to life.”
Her eyes were clearer than ever, as if all the drugs, inducements, and memory replacements had vanished, returning her body and spirit to their purest moment.
“Fourth stage... ‘Nightmare’...?” The girl, with blood roses blooming on her head, turned her head stiffly to look at Mond, “Your teacher... is conducting a replication ritual... in Bei Ansu...”
“So that’s how it is...”
“No wonder you... wanted this information...”
The girl’s murmurs, laced with blood, fell into Mond’s ears. Mond gazed into the girl’s pupils, sensing a fear that seemed to emanate from the depths of her soul, causing her to tremble...
Meanwhile, Imogen stared at the girl before her, her brow furrowed.
What’s going on?
All the restrictions and modifications she had placed on her had... completely failed?
She had to do something.
Imogen sensed that if she didn’t act, something terrible would surely happen.
She wasn’t just trusting her instincts.
She was responding to the faint spiritual alarm that had suddenly flared up in her mind.
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Chapter 272: The One Who Killed the Strong Sound (4248 words)
Imogen’s pupils flickered with a brilliant purple glow, as if she intended to pierce through the red-haired girl’s mind, aiming to invade her memories directly.
But the moment she delved into the sea of the girl’s consciousness, Imogen felt an inexplicable fear, her mental alarm ringing out a sharp, piercing warning.
What’s happening?!
In an instant, the purple glow in Imogen’s eyes dimmed, and she stumbled back two steps, staring in surprise at the girl before her, who showed no signs of life.
Every time she had previously entered to modify memories, she had never felt this way. Why was it different this time...?
Imogen sensed that if she truly entered to modify the girl’s memories, she would encounter something terrifying and unpredictable.
What is going on?
Before, she had only suspected, but now Imogen was certain that this girl possessed a “uniqueness”... and that she had fused with this “uniqueness”...
How is that possible?!
That esteemed individual had exerted all their effort to create such blatant slaughter in Bei Ansu, just to attempt to fuse with the “uniqueness” in the final stages of ascending to the fifth stage. The “uniqueness” was undoubtedly the final key to a complete fifth-stage ritual.
But why... was this girl, who seemed to be an ordinary person with a stroke of luck and previously easy to control, able to successfully fuse with the “uniqueness”...
There must be something hidden in those blank memories... Unfortunately, right now, she couldn’t even access the girl’s other memories, let alone enter her sea of consciousness!
Is she at the fifth stage?!
No... that’s impossible...
If she truly were at the fifth stage, how could I have been able to “play” in Ansu City for so long using that esteemed individual’s drugs and my own abilities...
In that instant, Imogen’s mind raced, her expression shifting as she looked at the girl before her, no longer underestimating her.
She recalled how the archbishop of the Holy Ascension Sect referred to her as the “Mother Goddess”...
Is there still a chance for reconciliation?
To avoid awakening any extraordinary beings, she hadn’t attempted to obtain the memories of those fourth-stage extraordinary beings, only gathering information through their words and actions.
Now, it was clear that the information Imogen had gathered was incorrect... this girl had concealed her true strength from everyone.
If her power was indeed that formidable, why would she pretend to be under the hypnosis of a mere illusion?
Was it all just a test?
Imogen felt utterly unable to see through what the girl intended to do, and she wasn’t even sure if the girl was truly dead.
At this moment, Xia Er had also fallen into a deadlock.
Her gaze was locked onto the pink candle burning behind Mond and Imogen.
No matter which scene she viewed, she could see this pink candle... it was no ordinary object.
It might not even be a real extraordinary item or artifact; it was likely a manifestation of the “Nightmare” ability.
The moment she entered the simulation, Xia Er had already been influenced by the pink candle, accepting the world it had “set.”
She had just activated the pocket watch’s [Echo of Time]; once time was up or she died, the pure spirit state of [Death Reversal] would vanish, and she would instantly fall under the candle’s control.
Because what the pocket watch had saved was the Xia Er controlled by the pink candle...
In the simulation, she didn’t have the protection of “uniqueness,” only the assistance of the subsystem, so she had been directly hypnotized and had her memories extracted. However, due to the existence of the subsystem, Imogen likely hadn’t uncovered anything significant, which was why she felt so bold.
Would she return to reality after committing suicide and rewinding time?
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