Chapter 1237 (1/2)
Chapter 1237: 395. Seeing Oneself
Noland Lee deciphered the words of the Assassin Angel and grasped several meanings.
The most apparent feeling was that the power the other party brought into the Inner Cosmos this time far surpassed their previous capability.
If, months ago, the Assassin Angel could only use Noland’s identity as a cover, hiding as a rat in the dark corners, he now was akin to a card player who could jump onto the table and take part in the game.
Furthermore, as his power grew, the Assassin Angel might have glimpsed something from the chaotic Inner Cosmos.
“Has the ‘Escape’ Core of the Plane ever spoken to you about me?” the Assassin Angel inquired, looking contemplative.
Regaining his composure, Noland said,
“Indeed, it has.”
The Assassin Angel asked,
“What did it say?”
Noland took a moment to recall, somewhat reluctant to speak,
“Uh… it said… ”
“Did it say that, as an Angel, I should have the authority to move freely between the Inner and Outer Cosmos? Why didn’t it just send you straight out?” the Assassin Angel asked.
Noland nodded awkwardly, feeling it was better for the other party to reveal things that involved their privacy.
The Assassin Angel fell silent for a few seconds:
“…Its query is also my own. My memory stops at the moment the Star God and I had a confidential talk in the Divine Authority Garden. I don’t remember anything that happened afterward.”
“Confidential talk?” Noland said,
“Could it be that this discussion stripped you of your angelic privileges?”
The Assassin Angel did not reflect directly but asked instead,
“Have you seen any Essence of Gatherer of the Dead in the Pollution Zone?”
“No,” Noland shook his head,
“At least, I haven’t come across any Essence of Gatherer of the Dead where I inspected, nor have I seen many Undead Spirits from the Undead Cult; I found mostly city zones sealed by hemispherical barriers and the Death Steel Legion. I suspect that the Undead Cult and the corpse essences are hidden underground. But there are also barriers underground, and alone, it’s challenging to destroy them or delve deeper into the Underground Area.”
After calculating the time, Noland said,
“Three months have already passed; is there still time to prevent the resurrection of the Gatherer of the Dead?”
Noland had left many ‘Tracking Marks’ within the Pollution Zone, frequently using these spell marks and ‘Mind View’ to remotely monitor the situation there.
He was not lying about this aspect; he truly hadn’t encountered any traces of the Gatherer of the Dead or the Undead Cult, as if these elements had evaporated from the world.
Such a bizarre development of events foretold a disaster related to the Gatherer of the Dead brewing.