Cloud Thinking

"My head... my head hurts so much..." Helia hugged her head and curled up in pain. She could hardly hear the voices of Elroy and the others. Only the incomprehensible mumbling kept repeating in her ears, making her dizzy.

"It's the sea of ​​consciousness." Elroy reacted immediately. He stretched out his hand to pry open the arm that was holding Helia's head, wanting to explore her sea of ​​consciousness, but Helia overreacted and kicked him in the stomach, sending him flying.

Because he was completely unprepared and was so close to the enemy, Elroy didn't react at all. He rolled on the ground for several times and hit the wall. The intense pain brought him back to consciousness, and the shock slowly emerged.

I was kicked away by that delicate little princess! ? ? ? ! ! !

I'm a ninth-rank great magician! I was kicked out? ? ? ! ! !

"Help me hold Helia down!" He was shocked and angry. He didn't know what he was angry about. Maybe he was angry that Helia dared to kick him and made him so embarrassed. Or maybe he was angry that Helia didn't listen to him and made him look so miserable.

It could also be that the guys behind Qi's back had caused Helia to get hurt right under his nose, which was like stepping on his face!

"I think something is trying to invade Helia's sea of ​​consciousness. I need to investigate. Please help me hold her down and don't move."

Helia's force was really strong, and it took Elroy a long time to recover. His stomach hurt so much that he couldn't even stand up straight.

He suddenly missed the delicate, weak and sickly little princess from the past, who at least wouldn't kick him five meters away.

Lydia and Ansel helped hold Helia and held her arms. Elroy dragged his injured body over, put his hand on her forehead, exhaled a long breath, released his magic power, and tried to contact Helia's sea of ​​consciousness -

"Oh!"

Just like the first gunshot from Clessington, even though Elroy was prepared, he was flung away the moment he approached Helia's sea of ​​consciousness, so fast that no one else could react.

"This……"

Ansel looked at Elroy, who was lying on the ground curled up in pain, and then looked down at Helia, who was trembling with pain and pale face. After thinking for less than three seconds, he gently pushed Lydia aside, picked up the curled up Helia, and strode towards the door.

"I'll take her back to see the high-level healing magician." Ansel said this as he passed by Vikes, then walked past him and left.

Vikes signaled with his eyes that Lydia should follow him, and he walked quickly towards the fallen Elroy, "Sir Elroy, are you okay?"

"Do I look... okay..." Elroy gasped in pain and stretched out a hand to Vikes with difficulty, "Help me... I... I need a doctor..."

Facts have proved that even a ninth-rank great magician, once attacked at close range, is no different from an ordinary person. A magician may even be more fragile - because he is normally so well protected.

Ansel had just walked into the hall with Helia in his arms when Helia stopped him. She struggled to jump out of Ansel's arms, her legs went weak and she almost fell to her knees, but she steadied herself immediately and raised her hand to refuse Ansel and Lydia's support.

"Go to the third floor. I want to go to the third floor."

Elroy had just walked down with the help of Vikes when he heard Helia's words. He couldn't help but curse: "Go to hell! Look at yourself! You are looking for trouble! Do you have some masochistic tendency?"

Helia: What? I'm McDonald's too!?

Perhaps it was Elroy's "Lion's Roar" that worked, Helia stopped walking, holding her head, and stood there to calm down.

"Beleyi, are you okay?" Seeing that Elroy still had the strength to shout, Vikes threw him aside and walked towards Helia with concern.

"I heard His voice." Helia suddenly raised her head and said, she slightly pushed away Vikes who was blocking her way, and looked at Elroy who was holding his stomach and gritting his teeth in pain not far away, and repeated: "I heard His voice."

Elroy was confused by her unusual behavior, "Wisdom...?"

Helia nodded and explained, "He said something to me, but I didn't understand. My head hurts."

"Then how can you be sure it's wisdom? Maybe it's something else." Elroy said.

"It was Him. The moment His voice sounded, my intuition told me it was Him." Helia looked certain. "He said a lot that I didn't understand, but I only understood one word - trial."

"This is a test for me."

"Trial?" Elroy was still confused. "Then tell me, what is this trial testing you for?"

"The room just asked you to dance. I asked, what did this test you on?"

Helia was a little unsure after hearing his question. She touched her still aching head, thought about it, and asked uncertainly: "Um...obedience...?"

Elroy said nothing, but gave her a roll of his eyes that said it all.

"I'm not sure whether it's a trial or not, but I can be sure that this time it's definitely aimed at me." Helia said, "Wisdom wants to convey something to me, so he used Camelin and other pagans to deliberately set up this trap and lure me here."

"But, isn't there the Philosos Society? They are the organization that truly believes in and worships wisdom." Vikes questioned, "As we all know, the Philosos Society members are all over the continent, from kings and nobles to ordinary people. If you really want to pass on a message, can't you just find anyone?"

"Could it be that the God of Wisdom favors these crazy pagans more?"

"It's not impossible." Helia gave an unexpected answer.

"You know, although the members of the society and the pagans are all believers in wisdom in the final analysis, in my opinion, the people in the society believe in truth rather than the god of wisdom."

"They don't believe in God, but they are pursuing the truth. It just happens that the God of Wisdom represents the truth and wisdom they pursue, that's all."

"But if the God of Wisdom conveys an oracle and orders the members of the society to do something for Him, they may not necessarily do it. Just like the kidnapping of me before, I felt that if it was a member of the society, they would definitely not do it."

"Because what you do has nothing to do with the pursuit of truth!"

"The Philosos Society is not so much an organization that believes in the God of Wisdom as it is an organization that pursues the truth. They don't necessarily believe in wisdom, they just believe in the truth."

"But looking at the pagans, they are actually similar to black magic practitioners, aren't they?"

"Stop." Elroy raised his hand to interrupt what Helia was about to say. "Putting all this aside, no matter what Wisdom wants to convey to you, how can you be sure whether what He wants to convey is good or bad for you?"

"Helia, don't forget that when you were six years old, you almost became a madman because of these hateful pagans. How dare you trust them again?"

Helia had no way to explain to Elroy the fact that she and the original owner's soul were traveling back and forth, nor could she explain to him the true intention of wisdom. She also knew that she was now a little reckless and irrational, just like the protagonists in horror movies who were courting death.

Can……

She felt that something was urging her to move forward. Her intuition told her that the truth she had been pursuing was just ahead and she had to know it.

Her sensibility and rationality were fighting, and her intuition and reason were fighting for control of her body.

Helia remained silent, and Elroy did not continue to speak aggressively. He covered his stomach, which must have been bruised all over, found a stool, used cleaning magic, and sat down to rest.

"Little princess."

Ansel walked up from behind, gently placed a hand on Helia's shoulder, and whispered in her ear, "If you need, I can accompany you."

After hearing this, Helia just chuckled, turned her head slightly, and said jokingly: "Are we two rookies going to die together?"

"Do you like me so much that you want to commit suicide with me?"

Ansel still looked serious: "You know what I mean."

Helia slowly stopped smiling. She certainly understood what Ansel meant: no matter what she wanted to do, he would be by her side as long as she needed him.

When it comes to love, Helia feels that she and Ansel are completely different.

She is a very promiscuous person. To put it nicely, she wants to give everyone a home. To put it bluntly, she is a female sea king. She is always flirting and likes everyone she meets, but she only likes them a little. Under the promiscuous shell is a sober and ruthless heart.

But Ansel looked like a playboy, but he was surprisingly innocent and loyal, which was completely unlike her.

"Wait for Carlisle and the others to come up and see if they have found any useful clues, then we'll make a decision."

Helia just uttered this sentence in the end, and then sat aside to rest.

She closed her eyes, sank into the sea of ​​consciousness, and asked Watersise: "Father God, I want to ask, do you know the God of Wisdom..."

What Elroy said was indeed what she was worried about. At least up to now, she was still not 100% sure what the God of Wisdom's purpose was towards her. She only had one life, so she dared not waste it carelessly.

"Ameshizik is an elusive guy. I often can't guess what he is thinking." Watsise replied quickly, "My advice is to minimize contact with any gods, including but not limited to wisdom."

"Don't underestimate your appeal to the gods. You must know that you not only shoulder the power of war, but also the power of Adalesi, the Heart of the Flame Dragon, a quarter of the false god, and 30% of the power of the new god."

You don’t know until you tell it. Once you tell it, you will be shocked. Helia realized belatedly that she has become so strong!

But why could a few random followers of God hurt her? Was she so focused on gaining strength that she forgot to defend herself?

"I don't know much about the God of Wisdom. What about you, Father God? Is He a god from the same era as you?" Helia asked again.

Helia had her own set of criteria for judging gods: age. In short, gods were roughly divided into three categories: old, middle, and young, based on how long they had lived.

Things like war, luck, time and space, evil, etc., which have existed since ancient times and have continued to this day, are simply old Deng. Not only are they cunning, but they are also very arrogant. Their minds are beyond the comprehension of a small human like her.

Those who rose up in the middle of the times and became gods like Order, Light, Fengze, etc., are Zhongdeng. They did not live as long as Laodeng, but they were quite powerful and generally speaking, they were quite normal. They could have peaceful and friendly exchanges with them and would not stab them in the heart right away.

Those like Osinoto and Golesa who were born not long ago and are not recognized by the gods, as well as demigods like Euros and Ianthil, are minor gods. They are not very threatening, but still need to be vigilant.

"Wisdom was born much earlier than me. Since the first life in the world was conceived, there has been a pursuit of truth." Wattsise explained, "Amishizk is the one who has lived the longest among all the gods, and his strength is the most unclear."