Cloud Thinking

Helia injected magic power into the second image stone and immersed her consciousness into it.

The first scene is the original owner standing on the gallows. It seems to be a continuation of the plot of the previous image stone without any interruption.

Watching the original owner's neck being twisted off with her own eyes, she suddenly felt a little breathless, as if she was the one hanging in the noose.

This was an execution without an audience, extremely secretive, and not to be told to outsiders.

Helia's body was collected and placed in a crystal coffin that had been prepared in advance. She was wearing a plain and elegant red dress, lying quietly and silently in the coffin covered with red roses.

The dazzling and brilliant red rose of the empire withered.

After all, she was once a beloved princess of the empire and enjoyed the best treatment both during her lifetime and after her death.

The coffin was buried in the imperial mausoleum surrounded by mountains, where lie the ancestors of Abraham's royal family and relatives she had never seen - Claude personally sent them there.

The hatred during her lifetime should have been wiped out after her death, but she still could not rest in peace after her death. In her short half-life, she had offended many people.

During her lifetime, she was a royal princess. Even though she was no longer favored, Claude would not allow anyone to trample on the reputation of the royal family, and those who had been bullied by her did not dare to seek revenge on her.

But after death, the resentment and hatred that had been suppressed in their hearts surged like a tide and boiled in their hearts.

The imperial mausoleum was located in the mountains, and its geographical location was remote. In addition, Helia was not favored, so naturally this group of people seized the opportunity and wanted to use it to avenge the hatred that was suppressed in their hearts.

They actually wanted to break into the imperial mausoleum at night, open her coffin, and abuse her corpse.

One is for revenge, the other is to seize money.

After her death, Claude and Eric finally remembered all the good things she had done in her life and gave her a lot of burial objects, hoping that she would live well in the other world.

But just as the tomb robbers pried open Helia's crystal coffin and were ecstatic about the funerary objects inside, they were puzzled to find that the red roses at the bottom of the coffin were still bright and juicy after being sealed for nearly two months, as if time had stopped at the moment of blooming.

The corpse surrounded by flowers was quiet and peaceful, as beautiful as a god in heaven.

Just when someone tried to reach out and touch the beautiful corpse to desecrate it, they were horrified to find that Helia, who should have died and closed her eyes long ago, slowly opened her eyes and took in everyone's faces in her eyes that were like the deep sea.

There was still a pale and strange smile on her face.

It’s a charlatan!

Helia was seen wearing a blood-red dress, wandering among the blood-red rose petals, like a female ghost crawling out of a sea of ​​blood, gorgeous and strange.

She supported herself on the bottom of the coffin with her hands and slowly sat up. She crushed a few petals with her palms. The rose-red juice soaked her bloodless fingers and exuded a faint fragrance.

She leaned against the coffin wall like a boneless person, holding onto the edge of the wall with her arms, resting her head on her arms, and leisurely greeted the tomb robbers who were sitting on the ground in fear:

"Hello you all."

Some people were so frightened that they collapsed on the spot, wet their pants, and couldn't even stand up.

Some people didn't care about the risk of beheading their entire family if they were discovered, and ran out screaming.

Of course, some were ignited with anger due to extreme fear, and were ready to smash Helia with the tools in their hands -

No matter whether you are dead or alive, if they catch you today, you will die.

But Helia's sapphire eyes became deeper and deeper, gradually turning into a deep sea blue, with a golden light flashing in her pupils. She didn't even raise her hands, and the guys who attacked her froze in place, without making any further moves.

Then, there were successive "thumps", and human heads fell to the ground and rolled everywhere. The headless corpses gushed blood from the severed heads, like a blood fountain, magnificent and weird.

Helia propped up her head and let the warm blood wash over her body. She scooped up the sticky blood with her hands and let it flow through her fingers, admiring her masterpiece with a smile.

“It’s really boring,” she commented.

Those who didn't have time to escape were frightened to death by the bloody scene before them, and the smell of urine quickly spread.

But Helia was not a kind-hearted person. After coming out of the coffin, she cut off their heads.

She kicked people's heads as if they were balls while walking towards the exit of the imperial mausoleum, humming an unfamiliar tune with a happy expression, and two balls of flame floated beside her to provide lighting.

If she wasn't covered in blood and the interior of the imperial tomb was not dark and damp, she would have looked like a naughty and cute child out for play.

The noise of the tomb robbers naturally attracted the soldiers guarding the mausoleum, and their uniform footsteps approached her location, but she was not in a hurry and walked leisurely, as if she was not afraid of being discovered that she was faking her death.

Because those soldiers only had time to see her once before going up to report to the gods, without uttering a single scream, they died quietly in the tunnel of the imperial mausoleum.

A group of people lined up neatly on both sides of the road, walking peacefully.

Helia killed people along the way until she walked out of the imperial tomb and breathed the fresh air again.

The night was deep, like a huge and thick black velvet covering the earth.

However, above this pitch-black sky, a crescent moon hangs quietly in the sky.

The moonlight cast mottled shadows through the layers of branches and leaves, making the swaying branches look like ghosts with bared fangs and claws, which is creepy.

Every time the wind blows, it seems as if countless invisible ghosts are wandering through the woods. Their footsteps and whispers intertwine together, creating an eerie and mysterious atmosphere.

It's a dark and windy night, it's a good time to kill someone...

Behind Helia, there were corpses lying on the ground in large numbers. Blood was flowing all the way, soaking the ground beneath her feet, all of which showed her evil deeds.

She snapped her fingers maliciously, causing the entire imperial mausoleum to be engulfed in flames in an instant, while she just stretched her arms and stretched her body.

"What a miserable life." The original owner suddenly looked towards where he was, his eyes fell on him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't that right, Helia?"

Helia suddenly pulled herself out of the image on the image stone, and covered her left chest with her hands in fear, feeling her heart beating faster, her pupils suddenly contracted, and she gasped rapidly.

"Aya, are you okay?" Ansel helped Helia sit up and gently stroked her back to comfort her.

Helia held her forehead, closed her eyes and shook her head until the strange figure was out of her mind. Then she slowly stopped and leaned into Ansel's arms.

It was Wattsiser, she was sure of it.

After the original owner died, the seal was broken and Watersise was resurrected in her body.

But one thing is rather strange. As far as she knows, after the seal was broken, Watersise should have ascended to godhood directly on the spot, holding the power of war, regaining his godhood, and returning to his throne in heaven.

But from what she saw, He seemed to be still trapped in the body of the original owner. Even though He possessed power far beyond that of an ordinary person, it was far from the level of a god - He did not seem to have regained his divine power.

Otherwise, why would He have to take action? Just a quick glance at them would have gone crazy and killed those people.

Could this abnormal change be related to the things the original owner did that went against his character?

And finally, Watersise talked to himself through the original owner's body. How did He see himself?

The Image Stone is different from the Sea of ​​Consciousness. Helia does not project herself into it. In other words, she does not exist in the picture sealed by the Image Stone.

Then why was Watersise able to sense her presence and say such a thing to her...

No, what a miserable life! It sounds like this sentence was directed at the original owner.

Could it be that after the original owner died, her soul did not dissipate immediately, but remained in the world?

She straightened her thoughts a little, exhaled, looked up at Ansel's worried gaze, and replied, "I'm fine, I just got scared."

Ansel tidied up the hair around her ears and advised her, "You can't become a fat person in one go. You can take it slow. There's no need to finish reading it all at once."

What Ansel said made sense. She had originally gone to see the Image Stone for the purpose of solving a mystery, but...

Although some problems were solved, new ones were added. In order to solve the new problems, she had to continue reading, and then she discovered new problems.

Damn, infinite loop, Russian doll, right?

Right now, Helia needed to quickly determine whether Watersise knew about the so-called end of the world and whether she knew that time in this world had ever gone backwards.

At first, Helia assumed that He didn't know. After all, Watersise died early, and with the seal in place, it was unlikely that He knew what was happening in the outside world.

But she forgot a very crucial point, that is, after time and space went back, the gods of order, time and space, wisdom, etc. all retained their past memories, and even she had mastered the so-called original plot...

What about Watersiser? Did He also retain His memory?

She had not forgotten why Watersise approached her in the first place and wanted to cooperate with her - He wanted to witness the collapse of order with his own eyes.

He foresaw the death of Herzmanlita and the collapse of order long before his death.

But the collapse of order does not mean the destruction of the world, so she was not sure how much Watersiser had foreseen at the time.

"It's okay. I can hold on a little longer." Helia shook her head and politely declined Ansel's kindness.

Just as Tang Yaoxing and Ian Hill said, time is running out, and she has to quickly grasp the so-called future in the past so as not to repeat the mistakes of her predecessors and make the right decision when necessary.

She once again immersed her consciousness into the imaging stone, but the scene before her eyes was no longer the imperial tomb in the woods under the night sky, but an unfamiliar place.

The buildings in the distance are magnificent and majestic, and are coated with a layer of golden light by the sunlight, like a fairy palace in the sky.

It looked like a palace, but it was not the palace of the Otis Empire that she was familiar with.

Her eyes fell on the exceptionally majestic city wall, on which was hoisted a dark green flag with a majestic and domineering lion painted on it - this was the emblem representing the royal family of the Turton Dynasty.

Shit? Did they jump straight to the part about Starley getting married? That's too many jumps!

Old Tang! You are unreliable!

Helia had her hair cut neatly into short, ear-length hair. Her eyes were no longer the clear and bright royal blue like lake water, but were now as rich as the deep sea, with a hint of gold flashing in her pupils.

Her appearance also became slightly different under the influence of Watersiser. Her facial features became more heroic and her figure became taller. She could change her gender painlessly by just binding her chest and changing her clothes.

"It's great, I can live a happy life stepping on your corpse."

Watersiser strolled along the joyous central street, listening to people talking and laughing about the wedding of Stella and the prince, almost all of whom were supportive and welcoming.

This was a grand and extravagant wedding that was highly popular with the people. Not only did the kings of the two countries feel satisfied, the people of the two countries were also happy to see it, and even the two people involved in the marriage were extremely satisfied with each other.

"Today is clearly your death anniversary, but everyone is celebrating your sister's wedding. Do you think you are pitiful?" He spoke incomprehensible words to the air, but the people around him seemed to be unable to see Him.

"How about I help you get revenge?"

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement," Watersiser said again.

"Enough." A light red shadow appeared beside Watersise, with a cold expression, feet dangling in the air, and still wearing the red dress she wore on the day of her burial.

It is the soul of the original owner.

"You are such a weird person." Wattsise expressed her confusion. "You targeted her so much when she was alive, wishing she would die, but you still want to protect her after she dies."

"But it's obviously because of her that you have ended up in such a miserable and sad situation now."

The original owner's soul just looked forward indifferently without responding, as if no matter what happened, it had nothing to do with her.

This is true. She died a long time ago. Even if the world is destroyed in the next second, does it have anything to do with her?

After a long silence, she slowly said, "Why bother? Anyway, she won't end up well."

"Besides," she turned sideways and looked at the god who had occupied her body and committed many evil things, "You don't really think that the reason why the two of us are in such a different situation now is all because of Stella's fault, right?"

"She is not wrong, and neither am I. What is wrong is this unreasonable world, which makes us poor women fight desperately for some illusory things."

"You think I'm pitiful and pathetic, but I think that Starley is the most pitiful and pathetic person. She thought she was on the road to happiness, but she didn't know that it was just a trap in the name of happiness."

“Falling from heaven to hell, from being full of hope to being full of despair, from wanting to live to being unable to die, that is the most painful thing.”