Chapter 180: You Should Have Some AC on Yourself
Chapter 180 Should Have Some AC Count on Yourself
Duncan recalled what he had read in the book.
Rahm, the God of Wisdom, one of the four gods that sheltered the world in the Age of the Deep, just like the Storm Goddess and the Lord of Death, this deity also holds two contradictory powers at the same time – He is the Giver of Wisdom, but at the same time has the holy name of the “God of Folly” or the “Gospel of Stupidity”. “Gospel of Stupidity”.
The number of followers of this deity is small, and they are often required to undergo a rigorous examination to qualify for conversion, but once they have successfully converted to this deity, the followers are blessed with both.
One is Wisdom, which allows mortals to gain insight into truth and knowledge, to be able to more easily understand the workings of all things, and to perceive truths that could potentially interfere with their own destiny.
The second is ignorance, which holds up a barrier called “ignorance” that keeps one away from premature truths, from the contaminations and temptations of subspace – a blessing and a privilege in a world surrounded by dangers.
It is clear what significance Rahm’s two blessings have in this age of anomalies and visions, of madness beneath the depths and clouds above the surface – the followers of the God of Wisdom may be few, but they are all the elite of civilization.
Upstairs, there was the sound of Nina’s busy work in the kitchen, and outside the door, the sound of cars and horses on the street thinned out, making the first floor of the antique store seem especially cozy and quiet amidst the sounds of everyday life.
Duncan sat behind the counter, the fingers of both hands crossed on the counter, surveying old Mr. Morris thoughtfully.
The added protection of the God of Wisdom was a great thing, but it was clear that His followers would have to face even one step more danger on a regular basis, due to their professional habits and instincts to pursue knowledge.
God couldn’t stop the output of the reunion engine – this old man who studied history, if placed in any other script, I’m afraid the tentacles growing out of his body would be a foot long by this time.
Duncan had already realized what had happened by this time, and he was slightly forced to understand his own particularity, but at this moment he was more curious: “All the followers of the God of Wisdom can see through me like you do?”
“I’m afraid that only those who are the most distinguished and favored by the God of Wisdom can ……” Morris rubbed his head, Duncan’s voice still sounded to him mixed with some shrill noises, but at least most of it was already human-understandable sounding “You may find this somewhat ironic …… but most of the Rahim followers are not actually qualified …… to have their minds taken by you.”
“Oh, so you’re extraordinarily blessed,” Duncan muttered with a slightly odd expression, especially when the word ‘blessed’ was uttered, which was awkward to think about, “Your place of ‘ Blessing’ in your part of the world is really killing …… Wait, then how come you were fine the last time you were here?”
Morris was a little surprised, he didn’t know if Duncan really didn’t know or was playing an ignorant mortal in bad taste, but in the current situation, he didn’t dare to think out of the box, he could only try to collect his thoughts while answering, “Even blessed Rahm believers don’t have the ‘eye of truth’ open all the time ”s, I didn’t use any divine gift power last time I came, and this time ……”
The old gentleman smiled bitterly and raised his hand to point at his eyeballs – the monocle previously used to enhance the effects of the ritual had already been removed, yet one of his eyeballs still glowed with a vague white light, and a floating halo could be seen between the whites of his eyes and his pupils, which was easy to discern when he got close.
Duncan was curious, “…… So you can’t terminate the effect now?”
“…… I’ve tried, it doesn’t work,” Morris shook his head, “And even if I succeeded in terminating it, it wouldn’t mean much, I’ve seen …… your likeness.”
“…… I’m sorry, I actually didn’t want to,” Duncan’s heart is still quite over it, “Can you recover from this going back? Or do you need some special treatment?”
“I ……” Maurice opened his mouth, his heart felt extraordinarily odd, he had also imagined in the early years of his days to study history will not lead to the establishment of a connection with some weird and dangerous existence, imagined that he one day with a certain from the deep ocean or subspace I had imagined what kind of horrible situation it would be to come face to face with an existence from the deep ocean or subspace, but I had never imagined that the situation would be like this –
He actually met a maddening subspace shadow, and this “shadow” was very polite, and even warmed up to a human being who was frightened by “him”.
But the existence of the subspace from …… his “care” is really human can understand the kind of “care”?
“I’m fine,” the old man finally shook his head, “I’m much better now, and after you’ve restrained your …… aura, I don’t think I’ll be in any serious trouble.”
“That’s good, looks like I’ll have to be a bit more careful moving around the city-state from now on – it’s a pain in the ass that there are still good-eyed individuals like you within the human race,” Duncan nodded, and then asked with some curiosity, ” In that case then, I assume you didn’t just drop by today to ‘look around’ – why did you open your ‘true eye’ outside the antique store, what were you looking for? ”
Maurice’s heart stuttered. He met Duncan’s gaze, and all he saw was a plain, middle-aged face with a hint of curiosity and concern, and yet around that face, between the shelves behind it, the jiggling and distorting things surfaced a little more.
It wasn’t until the other man’s voice suddenly sounded again that the distortions in Morris’s vision returned to their original state once more.
“You’re hesitating, you have concerns, you don’t want to answer the question,” Duncan read the other man’s emotions in the older gentleman’s eyes, while an answer loomed in his mind, “is it something to do with Miss Hattie?”
“How do you know …… that?”
“Miss Heidi is a psychiatrist, and seems to be a follower of Rahm as well – though not as ‘senior’ as you seem to be,” Duncan replied blandly. “Now that I think about it, she seemed a bit odd the last time she left with Ms. Vanna …… Considering your reaction to that question of mine just now, it’s not hard to make the connection.”
“…… It is indeed as you said,” Morris sighed, knowing that he could no longer hide it, “After Heidi went back, I noticed that a layer of the mental padding on her body had been pierced, but at that time, I only thought it was this antique store had something dangerous in it, I didn’t think ……”
He sighed again and looked across at Duncan.
Duncan, however, was already frowning.
Heidi …… that young psychiatrist had just given Nina a hypnotherapy session in the antique store and the psychic plus protection had been knocked through a layer?
He was completely unaware of this – Heidi herself didn’t seem to realize it at the time!
Morris looked somewhat uneasily at the middle-aged man across the counter; he saw that the other man seemed to be lost in thought, but he didn’t dare to ask questions at will, so he took advantage of the brief silence to try to control his thoughts and repair his damaged mind, while at the same time he took the opportunity to sneak a glance at the string of stones on his wrist.
There were four more colored stones.
Rahm’s gauntlet was calm.
He finally breathed a small sigh of relief, and that was when Duncan finally looked up from his musings.
“I don’t suppose she knows anything?”
“Yes, Heidi she doesn’t know anything,” Maurice said at once, the only time he was as lucid as usual when it came to matters pertaining to his daughter, “She didn’t even realize that her gauntlet had been damaged, much less that I came over here today … …”
“I’ll leave her alone then, and just offer you my apologies,” Duncan said politely, “Consider it an offset to that outpouring of help back at the museum.”
At that he paused for a moment and thought of another question that intrigued him, “So can you describe it to me in detail? Describe the sight you just saw – if that’s not too much trouble.”
Maurice didn’t respond for a moment, and Duncan saw this and explained, “I’m curious as to how I look to different ‘observers’ – looking in the mirror won’t solve that problem. ”
Duncan was genuinely curious about this matter, and understanding his “true form” in the eyes of different people might also help him to grasp his own special power and unravel the secrets of his body as soon as possible.
Maurice hesitated for a moment, his mind once again surfaced in front of the antique store just saw that inhuman horror scene, and even felt that his own hard to calm down the rationale are signs of loosening, but in Duncan’s direct gaze, he finally still swallowed his mouth, voice low slowly speak:
“I …… saw you as a giant filled with misshapen streams of light and cloaked in starlight, standing on a twisted and grotesque street, and you were holding up Nina – she was an arcing stream of flame that was erupting violently ……”
Duncan had been just slowly nodding his head as he listened to the first half of the sentence, thinking to himself that this image of himself really did live up to his reputation on the Boundless Sea, when he heard the second half of the sentence his eyes widened and he nearly choked out a mouthful of water, “Cough …… Cough . …What did you say? What is Nina in your eyes?!”
Morris was startled, but couldn’t be bothered to think about it in detail, “A …… stream of arcing flames that’s erupting violently …… What’s wrong with that?”
Duncan: “……”
(end of chapter)