Chapter 1121: Going Home

After leaving the luxury villa that originally belonged to her and was now inhabited by Lu Mian and the others, Lady "Justice" paused for two seconds and said to Su Qian beside her:

"Let's go home."

"Go home?" Su Qian's tone was suddenly a bit dazed.

"Yes, back to Backlund." Lady "Justice" laughed, her green eyes bright, filled with longing and expectation, as if she had returned to her girlhood.

Su Qian had completely understood Audrey's meaning, and a nostalgic expression appeared on her dog face:

"Okay."

Over the years, she and Audrey hadn't not returned to Backlund. After the red moon descended, they stayed there for a long time, secretly providing protection for the Hall family. But this time, Audrey wanted to do something, to truly return to her family, to return to the side of her parents and other relatives.

"Justice" Audrey's figure rapidly became illusory, walking through the collective subconscious ocean with Su Qian, who had become a "Manipulator."

Her voice, which had a clear sense of emotion, remained in place, gradually dissipating in the wind:

"The prelude to the final battle is about to sound. If I don't go home now, there will be no chance. I don't want to meet the true apocalypse with regrets..."

Kingdom of Loen, Backlund.

"Justice" Audrey and Su Qian's figures walked out from the collective subconscious ocean and entered a street very close to the Empress District.

They didn't rush home, strolling along the street in a posture of enjoying daily life.

No one noticed them, and no one discovered that the daughter of Count Hall was mingling in the crowd without maids and bodyguards, looking east and west.

At this time, gentlemen wearing silk hats and properly dressed, and ladies and misses holding parasols, were going in and out of department stores, high-end cafes, opera houses, etc. Two-seater or four-seater carriages passed by in a hurry. Beside the fountain in the center of the street, a small circus was performing, and many children gathered around. In the distance, a mechanical four-wheeled vehicle spewing white steam was driving away, making the vibration of the road gradually move away...

"Justice" Audrey watched such a scene intently, not hiding her lingering affection.

Suddenly, she gained insight into something and cast her gaze toward a man and a woman who were preparing to get on a four-wheeled four-seater carriage.

The former was wearing a black formal suit, and the latter was wearing a yellow dress with thin gauze hanging down, wearing fresh makeup.

Just as "Justice" Audrey looked over, the two of them froze in place.

From their eye corners, nostrils, mouths, ear holes, and multiple pores, plants grew crazily, either brownish or greenish, with branches and vines.

Their eyes, which quickly turned scarlet, looked at the coachman and the pedestrians around with intense malice.

They "felt" they should wait a little longer, wait until their state was better, before launching an attack.

But their changes were not ignored by the coachman and others. Screams of terror pierced the peace and bustle, echoing through the entire street.

Passersby tried their best to flee the scene. In just a few seconds, the area around the man and woman became empty.

Their madness was then detonated. Amidst a bang, lumps of flesh and blood mixed with green plants and crimson moonlight were scattered outward.

Soon, a team of "Nighthawks" wearing dark holy emblems rushed over.

They quickly cleaned up the flesh and remains that made one's scalp tingle.

The passersby who were originally running suddenly slowed their pace, either chatting and laughing with their companions again, or turning into the cafe next door, ordering a cup of coffee, paired with desserts, leisurely and comfortably.

The coachman also returned to his carriage, looking into the distance, waiting for guests.

They all ignored the "Nighthawks" cleaning up the scene. They didn't even look over there.

They seemed to have forgotten what had just happened and returned to their daily lives.

"Justice" Audrey stood by and watched for a while, sighed, and continued to walk toward the Empress District.

Not long after, she took Su Qian and entered the collective subconscious ocean again, walking out from a corner of her bedroom that she hadn't stepped into for many years.

In the room, another Audrey, wearing a green and white dress, was sitting in front of the dressing table, putting on small pearl earrings.

She turned her body, looked at "Justice" Audrey, and said with surprise:

"You're finally back!"

She then asked in a tone of seeking confirmation:

"You've become an angel?"

"Justice" Audrey smiled and nodded:

"Yes, it took a long time to prepare for the ritual, and it wasn't completed until three months ago."

The promotion ritual for the "Spectator" path Sequence 2 "Insightor" requires delving into the subconscious of at least ten thousand humans, figuring out the most real fears, most instinctive desires, and the root cause of all psychological problems of the corresponding people, and then leaving one's own mark.

This is not only cumbersome but also dangerous, because everyone has divinity and is being eroded and influenced by the collective subconscious ocean, inheriting those deepest cognitions and impressions of ancient humans, so that there is a chaotic, crazy, and primitive side in the depths of the subconscious. To gain insight into these, one must enter personally. If one is not careful or has an accident, one will suffer pollution, mental disorder, or even loss of control.

In this ritual, the requirement for quantity can be reduced by higher-level Beyonders, but this means greater risk—if one delves into Lady "Magician's" subconscious, one is likely to encounter the spiritual imprint or past phantom left by the Celestial Worthy. If one targets Lu Mian, he alone can satisfy the ritual requirement, but the insight will inevitably face the most primitive and crazy spirit, face the figure of the original Creator or the "original God."

"That must be dangerous, right?" Audrey, who had put on the pearl earrings, asked curiously.

She was over twenty years old, and her demeanor and temperament had become mature, but in her conversation, there was still a bit of girlish innocence.

"Justice" Audrey laughed and said:

"Indeed dangerous. In the process of preparing for the ritual, I have seen the worst human nature, the craziest desires, and the most chaotic cognitions, and I have also seen the noblest personality, the most beautiful emotions, and the most lofty ideals. Sometimes, a pair of contradictory things exist at the same time in the depths of a person's subconscious."

"Human nature is complex." Audrey nodded in agreement.

She observed "Justice" Audrey for a few seconds and asked with some sigh and emotion:

"Over the years, you've been to many places, right?"

"Justice" Audrey said with a gentle smile:

"I lived in the East District for a year, lived in the south of Trier Botanical Garden for a year, lived in the Southern Continent for a year, and lived in those big cities along the coast of the Mid-Sea for nearly two years. That is the kingdom of steel and steam, where there is a kind of building like a giant tree made of steel, very close to each other, the 'branches' are connected, and every piece of 'bark' and every 'leaf' is a room, housing a family, the families of workers, only very few 'leaves' and 'bark' can be illuminated by the sun..."

Audrey listened very intently, as if she had also gone to so many places and seen so many things.

After a long time, she asked expectantly:

"Do you have the answer?"

"There is no one answer that can answer all questions." "Justice" Audrey laughed self-deprecatingly, "I only understand one thing now, and that is that humans must unite and show the overall power to the gods to get a higher status, just like workers, farmers, herdsmen, and small clerks must not fear danger, unite, and show the overall power to the upper layers and rulers to strive for better treatment and more guarantees."

"Therefore, we cannot stand on the side of those beings who are born as gods. They don't need anchors, and humans have no use and meaning to them. If they win the final victory, our existence and demise, happiness and pain will only depend on their joy, anger, and chaotic thoughts, and we will be completely powerless ourselves."

Audrey heard the melancholy and worry in "Justice's" tone, so she comforted her with a playful tone:

"We indeed don't need beings born as gods, but we have nobility by birth."

"No." "Justice" Audrey shook her head and said with a faint smile, "What is noble is not bloodline, status, and position, but the heart and character."

She stretched out her right hand to Audrey, who was wearing a green and white dress.

"Welcome home~" Audrey revealed a smile and lightly high-fived "Justice."

Amidst the crisp sound of a slap, the two figures suddenly overlapped, never to be separated again.

Audrey changed into that green and white dress, put on the pearl earrings, applied simple makeup, left the bedroom, walked down the stairs with the maid and Su Qian, passed through the hall, and came to the second floor of the dance floor.

Here hung chandeliers made of crystal, a whole band was playing, and men and women in formal wear and elegant demeanor were either holding wine glasses, gathered in groups of three or five to chat, or in pairs, wandering in the dance floor following the melody.

Audrey took a glass of pale golden champagne from the tray held by the waiter, stood by the railing on the second floor, and watched her father, Count Hall, and her mother, Lady Catherine, chatting with the nobles she was very familiar with, and watched her eldest brother and second brother dancing with ladies, with a gentle smile.

She didn't participate, just watched with a smile on her lips.

Late at night, everyone in Backlund had the same dream.

In the dream, a voice seemed to be saying:

"Mr. Medici, Lu Mian Lee wants to meet you. You decide the time and place."

Normally, this voice could only echo in the dreams or hearts of Backlund residents. To spread to other cities and other countries, it needed to slowly spread and infect through the collective subconscious ocean, but this time, it was quickly heard by living beings outside Backlund, almost without any time interval.

"Mr. Medici, Lu Mian Lee wants to meet you. You decide the time and place."

The "Red Angel" Medici, who had his feet on the table, picked his ears and mocked with a "hehe":

"Did you only dare to make this decision today?"

"I've been waiting for almost a year."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1122 =====