Chapter 330:

…Barberis has long suspected that the great earthquake surrounding Sigtus is an extremely delicate matter. The evil painter of fate
In his view, the worship of the aboriginal holy grail master seems to be using the lightest brush of all his brushes to create intricate
The elusive effect, its subtleties may not be appreciated by any mortal. Although the world is on the edge
The so-called eye of horror has never suffered from the gorgeous effect attributed to the real world in the legend
In the eyes. However, this is enough to allow dreamers with dreams to see those unfortunate worlds more frequently and farther.
More enlightening than the countless worlds of the human empire.
The concept of "hell world" has certainly not been forgotten by the investigators; its importance has not been lost.
Sometimes such a sight drives immigrant psychologists crazy. A world where the atmosphere burns forever
The blood-connected world has nothing to do with human beings, because the life they support is completely alien,
The world carved with screaming human heads is just a cosmic scarecrow, but there are other worlds
Creatures with souls and souls may always exist and do exist.
It is never completely certain how this will happen. Of course, in the natural world, creatures shaped by natural selection
It seems to be to humans, it will adapt to its environment mentally and physically, thereby making local conditions
It seems normal, only troubled when they go to dangerous extremes? Even if such people suffer
The response is permanent excitement, how long the pain will last before it becomes a familiar aspect of the experience,
With its existence?
, The Eye of Terror is part of the Chaos Empire, and common sense is useless in the evaluation. no doubt
Things that only human emperors have the right to understand.
Barberis nudged Carlo Alparajo with his knees to instruct the priest to make room for him-trembling priest
Although he was confined to a narrow space, he did it. Barberis knelt beside him, holding Pither's hand
have. The hands are weak and feverish, but they are never unresponsive. The pretender’s daze did not make him more excited-
in contrast. The air around him began to rattle, as if his body was occupied by a fiery invisible halo. When
Barberis applied pressure with his fingers, and the pressure immediately echoed.
"Listen to me, Dill," Barberis said, stifling the horror flowing from the other side to him. The world is a
-Serious corruption, posted on the interface of all dimensions to distract the mind and inner purity. you do
You don’t need to look at them, and you don’t have to focus on them if you have a chance. You must go beyond them. No
No matter what chaos admirers call him a "rogue spy", you are the only dreamer on the board who can be truly regarded as
To choose wisely, you must use your own wisdom. If any part of the fleet is nearby, the ship must be found-once found,
You must keep in touch with their guiding thoughts. We need to know if they are aware of our plight-if they are not aware of our
They must be made aware of this. "
Barberis is not sure if his words can penetrate the barriers established between Pisek dreams
Consciousness and regularity dimensions, but he knew that speaking out loud would not hurt them. He thinks the speech is very effective
It is good for him, even if it has no effect on the wanderers in all dimensions who are troubled by the world.
Maybe this sentence does work, because the eyes moving behind the closed lid no longer roam so enthusiastically, and
The sweat evaporating from the face is no longer so abundant. Indeed, the addicted man seems to be
Trying to close his eyes more firmly, as if paying attention. He is undoubtedly sober and active because he
Now the whole body seemed to come down with a strange consciousness. The walls of the cell were crying and crying too-
But the pastor’s tears were pink.
"He is working hard," Barberis whispered to his suffering companion. Pray for his success.
"I am," the priest assured him with hoarse teeth.
The pretender’s lips began to tremble, as if he wanted to speak, but he couldn’t hear anything, and Barberis couldn’t read it roughly.
Poor movement of the lips.
"Loud, Dill," he murmured. "Larger or more precise." The fear that shed from the dreamer now changes its quality: it
More subtle and less cruel. Logically, it should have been less intense, but it is not.
Barberis must exert greater mental power to calm the panic trying to catch him. He felt that the vessel
The heart that feeds him tries to tie itself into a complicated knot.
The dream performer usually cannot form a sound, so their user must be a skilled lip pencil reader.
Unfortunately, pretenders often fail to be clear when imitating, and sometimes even the most skilled readers
There was a mess of what they were about to say. Barberis doesn’t know if this is a cosmic problem or
The local situation is a bit weird.
But gradually, Aru's lips became calmer and clearer.
Barberis read "Sigmatus", accompanied by a harsh sound from his piercing lips. \'...Assimilated...
The war continues...possible redemption...danger...landing feasible...for a moment blink...danger...continue
Keep...danger...probability balanced...danger..."
"He passed, Cairo. He passed. Tell them, Dill. Let them hear you. Tell them we need help-the world needs them
Desperately, but only if we have their firepower and their spiritual leadership, everything will be fine. Tell them we need
Reinforcers: Space Marines, investigator. Tell them that the Voice of Empire is still here and should be supported and
salvation. Let them hear! Let them see! If they can only act quickly and well, they may still win here. "
Barberis could not know whether Aja could hear his voice, or whether the spy was capable of following the instructions.
But he needs both hope and faith.
After all, he is surrounded by enemies, including many of his closest collaborators. he needs
The reinforcements helped his own judge and priest against Orlock Merkas, and the reinforcements helped
The wizard against Gulzakandra. Most importantly, he needs to hope that such reinforcements will come, and they may
Come in time.
His lips moved again, but they did not try to pronounce. They express pain and suffering.
Tears leaked from the twisted corners of the pretender's eyes, and his tremor became full scale.
Suitable for.
Alpalo said: "He's on the edge." He wiped his face urgently with his extremely unstable hands. "He is falling. We have
Try to take him out.
"Not when he was so close," Barberis said through gritted teeth.
The walls of the cell shivered feverishly, showing a color riot, which no one can manipulate with a paintbrush
Have done it before-but unfortunately there is no readable graffiti.
In any case, Barberis knew that he and the priest could do everything he could. The original drug has no antidote,
The state of Psyche is not the kind of consciousness change that can be eliminated by shaking. A trapped
A prisoner of his own strange nature. If he falls into a dream, then he is the one who must stop falling. His natural wisdom
Is the only way he can get the kind of wing that can make him fly or the kind of lightness that can make him fly
float.
However, the body that the hand was holding tightly now, desperately tightened.
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