Chapter 389: You

That "Out-of-Track Lion" incident, under the doctor's guidance, is no longer a destructive monster, but has become a prism that refracts his deep inner anxiety and fear of the fragility of "calm".

Outside the Illusion Realm, on the real street, Tengwan Lixiang, Mashu, and YinZhi nervously watched Chang Ye Yue and the stiffly grinning "Weigong Qiesi".

They saw that the ferocious black-red patterns on Weigong Qiesi's face began to show unstable fluctuations, and some parts even started to fade!

His foolish grin also twisted at times, at times revealing genuine anguish.

"It's working!" Tengwan Lixiang clenched their fist.

Inside the Illusion Realm.

Weigong Qiesi slowly lifted his head; his face was no longer the initial collapse of rage, nor the later dazed and spiritless state, but a deep sense of feeling as if he had shed a thousand-pound burden yet was utterly exhausted.

He looked at Chang Ye Yue, his eyes complex.

"Doctor... you're right."

His voice was hoarse but unusually calm: "I... I might really be too afraid of losing it. Afraid of this home, afraid of this calm, like sand slipping through my fingers. So any slight disturbance, I might imagine it as a tsunami... even, I fabricate the worst script for myself."

He walked to the window, his back to Chang Ye Yue, looking outside.

"I just..."

He spoke softly, his voice filled with a heaviness and vicissitudes no one could comprehend, far beyond what an "ordinary office worker" should experience: "I just want a peaceful life."

These words are his innermost, purest desire, and the root of all his actions, all his sacrifices, all his suffering.

At this moment, he finally, in this safe illusory space, openly admitted it to a "Professional Audience".

At the instant these words fell—

"Crack."

A sound like shattering glass came from all around.

The peaceful street scene before Weigong Qiesi's eyes, like a shattered mirror, appeared with countless cracks.

Warm light, lavender scent, comfortable sofa, psychotherapist...

Everything began to dissipate.

The Illusion Realm began to shatter.

Reality surged in like a tide.

The street's cold, the acrid smoke, the distant earth-shaking explosion roar, and the intense pain of the body being corroded by foreign matter...

In an instant, it engulfed him.

Weigong Qiesi flung open his real eyes!

Those eyes were no longer murky black-red; although still bloodshot, filled with fatigue and pain, deep in the pupils, the will of Weigong Qiesi himself reignited!

He lowered his head, looking at the back of his right hand—those three vivid red Command Spells still existed, but the black-red patterns trying to control him were violently fluctuating and fading.

He could feel that the malicious consciousness was still struggling inside him, but its control had greatly diminished.

He slowly raised his head, looking forward.

Tengwan Lixiang, Mashu, YinZhi, and the girl who lowered her Black Umbrella, her calm red eyes gazing at him, were watching him nervously and expectantly.

Weigong Qiesi took a deep breath; the cold air stung his lungs, yet it also made him clearer.

He moved his stiff fingers slightly, feeling the partial control over his body returning.

"It seems..."

His voice hoarse, his tone usually cold but now with a hint of survivor's grit, he said, "I've been delayed a bit on my end."

Tengwan Lixiang, Mashu, and YinZhi immediately gathered around, their expressions concerned yet wary.

"Mr. Weigong! Are you alright?"

Tengwan Lixiang asked anxiously, his amber eyes scanning him up and down to confirm whether he was still under control.

Weigong Qiesi shook his head slightly, his voice hoarse but clear: "Temporarily… I've taken it back."

He raised his right hand, looking at the flickering Command Spell and stubborn stain: "That thing… is still inside. But its voice… is much weaker."

Chang Ye Yue put away the pale blue prism that had appeared sometime in his hand, emitting a faint glow; the light in his crimson eyes gradually faded.

She stepped closer, her cold voice explaining: "Through some… special means, I temporarily suppressed that consciousness in your mind and reinforced the barrier of your own memory and cognition. But it hasn't been eradicated, only isolated. It will still whisper, still tempt, especially when your emotions swing wildly or your will slackens."

She paused, looking into Weigong Qiesi's eyes: "Do not try to dialogue with it, do not believe any shortcuts or truths it offers. Remember what you just realized in the therapy room—your desired calm must be built and guarded by yourself, not entrusted to illusion or compromise with darkness."

Weigong Qiesi silently nodded.

Although that "Psychological Therapy" took place in the Illusion Realm, Chang Ye Yue's guidance and his ultimate confrontation with his inner turmoil did indeed give his confused emotions a temporary anchor.

He knows better than anyone the danger and manner of living with his inner demon.

But this time the "demon" is especially powerful and bizarre.

"I can control it."

He said it briefly and firmly, his fingers unconsciously stroking the cold grip of the handgun at his waist, as if confirming some reality.

Seeing this, Tengwan Lixiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of ease on his face: "Great! Mr. Weigong's recovery is a huge help! This means our side… uh?"

Before she finished speaking, from the direction of the Main Battlefield came a deep, muffled boom!

Immediately after, a pillar of pure golden light shot up, turning the night sky of that area into daylight, and even here they could feel the ground's slight tremor and the lingering pulse in the air!

The light lasted several seconds, then suddenly went out.

Everything fell into……dead silence.

There was no further explosion; even the earlier faint battle roar and insect swarm cries disappeared.

That area seemed to have been muted, leaving only an unsettling calm.

"Is… is it over?" Mashu whispered uncertainly, her purple eyes gazing into the distance.

"With such a commotion… surely a victor has been decided?"

YinZhi also furrowed his brow slightly, the Silver Spear still gripped in his hand, his vigilance unrelented.

"I hope they won…"

Tengwan Lixiang murmured, yet inexplicably felt somewhat uneasy.

The light contained an intensity too great; the outcome is unpredictable.

"No matter what, we must rush over immediately to assess the situation and provide support."

Chang Ye Yue decisively said, crimson eyes gazing toward the Main Battlefield direction: "Mr. Wei Gong's Command Spell is a key combat force; Miss Ailisi Feier and they may also need help."

Everyone no longer delayed, immediately rushed swiftly toward that direction.

While running, the communicator on Tengwan Lixiang's wrist, which had been in signal interference state, suddenly emitted a hiss; then, an anxious and familiar voice broke through intermittently:

"Huff... huff... Lixiang?! Mashu?! Can you hear me? This is Chaldea! The Lingzi Communication finally managed to connect! How's your situation?! Detected an abnormal massive energy burst and spatial disturbance!"

It was Doctor Luomani Ajiman's voice; in the background, one could also hear the sound of Da Fenqi Qin quickly operating equipment and exclamations.

"Doctor! Da Fenqi Qin!"