Chapter 1442 (1/2)
Chapter 1442: Ending 2: Supreme Self_2
The flames to the right of the front were empty.
In the last cycle, the “Sacred Fire” that appeared had a lever on its right side to reset the Inner Cosmos, but there was nothing on its left.
What does this imply?
“Hmph,” Noland Lee scoffed at himself,
“It means that I’m so bewildered by this annoying illusion that I even have to scrutinize such trivial details.”
Noland Lee raised his hand to slap his face, trying to sober up and not to overthink things.
He approached the flames again and pressed his right hand onto it.
“Bang—”
In the crisp rebound sound, Noland Lee’s body was flung back to where he came from.
After a short time, he returned to the side of the Magic Hut, witnessing the trembling of the stars.
Following that, he opened his eyes and saw the Assassin Angel and a clone of “Command” standing beside him.
Their conversation was exactly the same as the previous two cycles, but Noland Lee did not feel the joy he had in the previous cycles.
He stood up calmly and dusted off his Magic Robe.
“Boom, boom, boom—” The ongoing battles around the Angel’s Voice Space Station sent rumbles that transformed into vibrations of the metal wall and an irritating bass sound.
Seeing that Noland Lee appeared relaxed, not disturbed by illusions, the Assassin Angel urged him:
“Since you’re all right, let’s hurry and leave.”
After speaking, the Assassin Angel drew a ribbon of mist from the purple fog around her body, intending to take Noland Lee away as she had in the previous cycles.
However, Noland Lee swiftly dodged.
He smiled at the Assassin Angel and “Command” who were looking at him:
“You go ahead. I’ll clean up the ritual materials. Don’t worry, I’m aware that ‘Space Erasure’ could descend at any moment. I’ll make a quick exit.”
While talking, Noland Lee summoned a magic puppet to tidy up the ritual array set for rescuing the Assassin Angel.
The Assassin Angel stared at Noland Lee for two seconds, retracted the ribbon, and then threw out a Purple Mist Amulet:
“I know, through my clone, that you’ve made a lot of effort to rescue me. Take this; it can protect you. I will stay on the ‘Command’s’ Planetosphere.”
Perhaps Noland Lee’s behavior this time around was a bit odd, which also made the Assassin Angel’s tone somewhat stiff.
After throwing the Purple Mist Amulet, she transformed into a fast-moving mist arrow and disappeared within the Grand Hall of the core of consciousness.
The Order Plane’s Core nodded at Noland Lee, dissolved its clone on the spot, and retreated from the vicinity of the core of consciousness.
Noland Lee had given the magic puppet the command to clean up the scene on its own and moved in front of the core of consciousness, his gaze lingering on this extraordinary thing that had plunged him into illusions.