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Chapter 891 Walking in the Abyss
Then, King Kurans was driven out of the abyss by Milo.

Milo was left alone, squatting in front of the campfire.

He pulled out a crowbar and poked at the raging flames.

There was no actual fuel in the flames, but the fire was very persistent and showed no signs of going out in the short term.

This is quite different from the black flames and gentle fire in Milo's hands.

In a daze, he seemed to see something that shouldn't exist in the abyss, something called rules.

The relationship between the campfire and the abyss is like that between light and shadow.

They are two completely different, yet inseparable, existences.

The presence of chaotic matter in the abyss fueled the flame's continued burning.

These are what are called rules.

...

Milo's eyes were very clear.

He had traversed the abyss many times, and after dying several times, those so-called abyssal illusions could no longer easily deceive his mind.

But this time, he developed a tiny bit of interest in the millions of worlds that evolved from the chaos of the abyss.

He lifted the petite Enid hanging from his waist, muttering:
"The Three Ladies of Sorrow said that the lost gods could pass through the order of time and return to the world of consciousness through you, but I don't think they have that ability yet. If the order of time could really be broken through so easily, why would they be so foolish as to jump into the dream of the tombstone to their deaths?"

"If it were really as those three bitches said, Mount Kadas would probably be teeming with hunting dogs by now."

“Those three old women must be exaggerating. The gods cannot ignore the order of time, but the old women are not entirely talking nonsense. What the gods cannot do, the abyss can.”

"There is no order of time in the abyss, is there?"

……

"Um……"

"Actually, I don't quite understand why you haven't woken up yet, or rather, is it that you don't want to wake up?"

“Everyone’s back, Emma, ​​Rebecca, Yan… We have enough strength now, I mean, well, most of them are back.”

“I know you’ve never been able to distinguish between dreams and reality. Maybe you’re right. For you, there’s not much difference between the two. You created Nanwei City, but it’s not the original Nanwei City after all.”

"Good heavens, what nonsense am I talking about?"

"But I can tell you with certainty that I understand how you feel."

"The feeling of suddenly falling from one world into another, let me think, is probably... helplessness? confusion? or panic?"

"Hey, Miss, I've already chopped those three old hags who killed you into pieces. Uh, I mean, Emma and the others have chopped all three old hags into pieces. What are you still afraid of?"

"You really like seeing Rebecca naked, don't you? Haven't I shown you enough? Is it fun to be a fluffy rag doll?"

"..."

"Strange, why do I feel like I can wake you up with just words?"

...

The petite Enid didn't respond at all; her two white cloth-embroidered eyes stared blankly at Milo like a complete idiot.

After looking at it for a while, Milo felt like he was a complete fool.

He shook his head and put away the petite Enid, then scratched his head.

Perhaps it was a side effect of regaining his humanity; in the past, he would never have done something so nonsensical, babbling on and on to a rag doll.

...

I sorted out the jumbled thoughts in my mind again.

Back to topic.

“The gods cannot ignore the order of time, but the abyss can.” Milo began to recall many details of the past, muttering to himself.

"King Kurans's idea may be correct. Entering the abyss to kill the dream gods one by one is a good choice. They have been cut off from their source of faith and will become extremely weak, or like the Golden Tree, they will be devoured by their own dark side."

"But is it really a wise choice to plunge into the abyss because of this?"

"Perhaps I should bury King Kurans and strip away all the secrets in his mind."

...

"What things am I still missing?"

Milo pulled out his small notebook and started flipping through it.

The first to be affected are the remaining three of the Four Favored Horsemen, but the Dreamlands are too vast. Apart from the severely injured and delirious Calamity, the other three are nowhere to be found, making them impossible to deal with in the short term. However, there's no rush. We have the Eye of Thinking at home; they'll have plenty of time to suffer.

Secondly, there is the potential danger of the gods returning.

In truth, Milo had no intention of saving the world. Even if the gods returned to the Dreamland with their twisted, dark side, as long as it did not affect Nanwei City in the Southern Territory, Milo could have remained unscathed.

Even if he fully regained his humanity, it didn't mean he became a saint. He never had such high awareness to begin with. The Golden Kingdom was just a coincidence. If the same thing happened in other countries, Milo really wouldn't be very interested in getting involved.

They all say that Enid the Dreamer is the only chance for the gods to return.

And now this opportunity is hanging on Milo's waist; there's nowhere safer to go.

According to Milo, shouldn't the return of the gods be determined by his own will? Why worry about it?

"Perhaps the matter of recreating the divine body that the various temples are working on is more complicated."

"Um……"

"I feel like there's something I've forgotten."

He has now found most of the people he wanted to find.

Daisy, Kay, Kang…

Milo carefully went through it all, afraid of missing anyone.

But in reality, everyone has a certain weight in his heart, and some people are the kind who will be overlooked if he misses them.

For example, the leader of the Silver Twilight Hut who vanished without a trace.

Take, for example, that brat Marty.

From the world of wakefulness to the realm of illusion, so much has happened in between, so many changes and calamities.

Everyone has changed so much.

Today, Kang's decision to stay in the eastern penalty area has given Milo a different kind of inspiration.

He thought he could find everyone and restore everything to its original state.

But in reality, it was just another, even more naive idea than Enid's dream.

The order called time constantly reminds everyone that the past is the past, and no one can change it—not even the gods, and certainly not the shadows.

...

Milo poked at the campfire, lost in thought.

While writing things down in her little notebook, she meticulously arranged everything.

Then he noticed that the space he was in was starting to become less dark.

And some rustling sounds came from the surroundings.

He suddenly remembered what King Kurans had said.

"A campfire can allow you to walk in the abyss."

(End of this chapter)