Chapter 1147: Chapter 109: No Turning Back
The composition of this shipâs crew is quite complex, coming from different forces, with different purposes, some even canât be considered human, yet now they all coexist harmoniously on this ship, moving forward together.
The people by the stove aptly represent these compositions. Selyu is the ordinary mortals, naive and protected; Lorenzo is the ghost from the Demon Hunting Order, carrying the glory of old; the Plague Doctor is the embodiment of scholarsâ fanaticism, stubbornly chasing the truth.
Then Bola probably represents the Purification Mechanism, the human will to struggle, which is also why he must participate. He has the authority to know, and the authority to decide.
The breathing was a bit hoarse, the consecutive injuries almost killed this fragile mortal, Bola, but he endured in the end, his eyes opened in the gap between the bandages, staring at Watson.
Another individual with the Authority of Gabriel, surviving like Lorenzo from the old Order, cloaked in ashes.
However, she is evidently much stronger than Lorenzo. She and Lawrence are somewhat similar, both completely free from the limits of the physical body, with a void will that can freely roam through any form.
Lorenzo is still far from this, but no one is sure if he will achieve this level in the future.
Recalling Lorenzoâs confession to Watson earlier, at this moment, Bola looked at Lorenzo and inexplicably felt a sense of unfamiliarity, remembering that the last time he had such unfamiliarity was when he discovered that his powerful henchman was a Demon Hunter, and now, Lorenzo revealed another long-hidden secret.
Such an astounding power, it had been lurking under the Purification Mechanismâs nose without being discovered by anyone.
Bolaâs thoughts were a bit chaotic, the injuries on his body and psychological pressure made him somewhat unable to think, whispers sounded in his ears, as if ghosts were secretively chanting something.
This is the erosion from the Silent Sea, from His erosion. Though the crisis has been resolved, the insane waves are still affecting everyone.
[He is a traitor, he hid it from you all for so long.]
[This action is fake, you were all deceived.]
[Lorenzo Holmes is the enemy...]
The whispers echoed in Bolaâs ears, his eyes bloodshot, his heart involuntarily accelerated.
He looked at Lorenzo behind the stove, and met those gray-blue eyes.
After a few seconds of silence, Bola slowly spoke.
"My thoughts... are no longer reliable."
Doubt, greed, madness... they were like maggots growing in the shadows, gnawing at Bolaâs mind bit by bit.
"This is an influence from the erosion, you will experience hallucinations and auditory illusions, these things chase you, triggering the dark side of your inner self, causing emotional fluctuations," said Lorenzo.
"I know..."
Bolaâs speech paused again,
In his eyes, Lorenzoâs figure became hideous, sharp claws ripped through the flesh, turning into a twisted monster, but in the next second, he returned to an ordinary appearance, as if everything just now was merely an illusion.
"Looks like Iâm late."
A new voice sounded, unfamiliar to others, but it evoked Bolaâs nightmare-like memories.
"Not too late, I hope."
Froki emerged from the darkness, his hunched figure as before, the ends of his limbs clearly showing signs of metamorphosis, based on the erosion indicators of Black Mountain Hospital, it wonât be long before he turns into a mad Demon.
He should have fallen into madness, but with the renewed contact of erosion, the process at that time was extended again, giving his consciousness a bit of relief.
This was the experience gained from William, Lorenzo wasnât sure how long Froki could hold on, but estimated, by the time they reached the worldâs end, this guy wouldnât fall.
"Mr. Holmes."
Froki saluted Lorenzo, a smile appeared on his rugged face.
"Thank you for facilitating this great voyage."
Saying this, he found a spot beside the stove to sit down, his bloodshot eyes looked unrestrainedly around at the people.
Throughout the voyage, though Froki was mad, he was aware of everything happening externally, he just couldnât control his body, his consciousness was imprisoned within the [Gap], silently witnessing all this.
Thus, Froki was familiar with everyone present, even strange creatures like the Plague Doctor didnât intimidate him.
Lorenzo didnât speak, in his eyes, Froki was a very strange yet kindred person.
During the previous sea battle, Lorenzo hadnât had the chance to say much before Froki understood Lorenzoâs intention, he maneuvered the Morning Glow Advance forward, fighting smoothly, as if he was a member of the team.
However, in subsequent reflections, Lorenzo suddenly realized, this was only because Froki also yearned for the worldâs end, the current situation is what this madman longed for the most, a one-way journey with no return, they either die on the way or fill in the last gap of the nautical chart.
Thatâs why they were so in tune.
"Ah... this is my first time venturing so deep into the Silent Sea, let alone escaping the pursuit of these monsters."
Froki gazed at the starry sky, obsessed, and said.
Others were silent, the atmosphere of the conversation was not good, they were stepping towards death, and they had no perfect solution, everyone seemed weighed down by a thousand-ton burden, faces gloomy, even the firelight struggled to illuminate.