Stepping on the soft desert, Rachel looked back at the canyon behind him and breathed a sigh of relief.

Lifting the mask at the beginning, Todd stared at Rachel and said, "We have to talk."

Rachel looked around: "Are you sure this is a good place to talk?"

Todd frowned and looked around: "...Damn, if it wasn't for my wounds, I could completely transform into a dragon shape and take you back now."

"Is that the fight with Cú Chulainn? I heard you say that the wound was serious?"

"Because of that battle, I was in a coma for five months."

After thinking about it, Rachel suggested: "This is the territory of the Ayub Empire. Go west to reach Port Anunda. From there, we can take a boat northward and return to Muxi City."

Todd glanced at Rachel: "You are not hiding anything, are you?"

The latter said rather "sadly": "Don't you trust me anymore?"

"The conversation in the soul space, coupled with your being caught and imprisoned for copying notes, your behavior always makes me unpredictable."

As Richel walked forward, he said softly, "Todd, every word and every decision I made with you has never betrayed or hurt you."

Todd followed the woman and asked, "Then tell me, you risked your life this time and went back to the Presbyterian Church to copy those research books on the Beacon Tower and Absolute Will. What are you doing?"

Rachel suddenly turned around, staring into Todd's eyes and said, "You are a candidate for the Battle of God's Choice, right?"

Todd was taken aback: "How would you know?"

Rachel snorted coldly: "When it comes to trust, you also have a secret and didn't confess to me."

Todd smiled bitterly: "I never thought that this is something worth talking about. It is not my goal to meet a bunch of harsh conditions and become the **** of this world."

After a pause, Todd looked at Rachel and said, "You should know that I don't even want to do it as a king, let alone a god?"

Rachel closed his eyes and said softly: "I understand, so this is the reason why I didn't force you..."

Todd asked, "What did you find about the Battle of the Chosen?"

Rachel raised his head and glanced at the scorching sun, and said quietly: "It's a long story. Walk five kilometers to the northwest. There is a village where merchants rest. When I get there, I will talk to you slowly."

The two of them braved the heat of the desert and marched forward in the long yellow sand. A series of footprints fell behind them, gradually being covered by the wind and sand.

In the evening, Todd and Rachel finally came to the village built next to the oasis. After buying two sets of imperial civilian costumes and briefly using meals, they found a shade of shady trees and lit them. Campfire, set up the tent.

As the night darkened, the merchants traveling to and from the desert set up their tents in the villages. The air was scented with the smell of goat's milk and barbecue steaks, and people singing and laughing were heard in their ears.

Todd threw a firewood into the campfire and said in a low voice, "I never thought that you would still speak the language of the Southern Empire."

"My childhood grew up around here, and it is not weird to speak southern languages. At that time, this place did not belong to the Abbasid Empire, it was just a small inn."

Rachel sat next to the campfire with his chin resting on his arms, watching the burning flames and calmly said: "After that conversation in the soul space, I thought you would be angry and would abandon me... I didn't expect you Will come here to find me."

Todd took two steps closer to Rachel: "Speaking of that conversation... Don't believe in the so-called reason and freedom, and seek a new shelter for the aliens... Let's talk, what is going on with these words?"

"Todd, I know you want the people to manage their own country to prevent the dictatorship from harming the kingdom." Rachel lifted the hair from his ear and said, "But have you thought about it?... …In a country, no matter who gains power, heterogeneous groups will be the target of cleansing."

Todd frowned and asked: "I set up a law to popularize supernatural powers, and I also support alien officials to join the cabinet. In addition, I also set up a special management department for different races. Is this not enough?"

"Iliad is right in saying that the aliens have original sin, that is, they are born with abilities. These abilities can help them gain more power, but they will also suffer more. oppression."

Rachel put his chin on his arm and said helplessly: "The more powerful the alien, the more powerful it will influence the political situation. Their existence is a potential destabilizing factor for those in power in a country. It is a threat that cannot be ignored."

Todd shrugged: "According to what you said, no matter whether the person in power in the country is the king or the people, in order to preserve power, they will never tolerate the existence of alien species?"

"That's the truth." Rachel's expression was full of distress: "That's why Iliad refused my proposal to invite him to join Twilight. Because, in his opinion, even though Twilight gave the Xenomorph a lot of power. , But it still hasn't completely resolved the fear and suspicion of those in power for heterogeneous groups."

Todd was silent for a long time, and then asked, "So, what is it about seeking a new shelter?"

Rachel used a branch to draw a tall tower on the sand: "You already know everything about Absolute Consciousness and the beacon tower, including those sheepskin scrolls, right?"

Todd nodded.

"Thousands of years ago, someone entered the room of the beacon tower. His soul was pulled out of his body and entered another world through the beacon tower. From this record, the beacon tower has a function, that is It acts as a bridge between different worlds. Just by finding the right method, the soul can achieve the purpose of traveling through the world."

Todd rubbed his temple with his index finger: "Even if the beacon tower can achieve the purpose of shuttle space, then what do you want to do with it?"

"Since there are so many different worlds, there is always a world with rich resources and no struggle? I plan to migrate all alien species to that world, so that they can stay away from war and persecution..."

Rachel's words made Todd smile bitterly: "Migrate all the alien species to a new world? Do you know what you are talking about? How can there be such a simple thing?"

"Isn't you sitting in front of me the best example?" Rachel said to Todd, "I've heard about you. The journey from the original heaven to this world does not happen to prove the migration of alien species. Possibility?"

Facing the example given by Rachel, Todd opened his eyes wide and was in a daze for a moment, then helplessly asked: "Assuming this kind of crossing is really feasible, then how should we do it?"

Rachel smiled and said: "That's why I will go back to the Presbyterian Church and copy the notes about the Absolute Will and the Beacon Tower, so that I can find a feasible way from it."

Todd shook his head vigorously: "Let's not talk about the usefulness of the notes you copied. Just look at your actions and bet your life! When I arrived, you were already in jail. Do you know? What if? Things are going in the worst direction, and you are likely to lose your life because of it!"

Rachel's expression became sad and sad: "Isn't that the best? I'm tired of my current state. My soul is trapped in it by a corpse every day, and I face some hypocritical and ugly things... …I have no longer any attachments to this kind of self and this kind of world. Death may be a kind of relief for me, at least my soul can truly be free."

Todd sighed: "Rachell, your death may be able to make you detached from everything, but isn't all your previous efforts meaningless?"

The corners of Rachel’s mouth were slightly bent ~lightnovelpub.net~ There was another iconic smile on his face: "Who said my efforts are meaningless? Todd, do you know why I put Dier in the first place? Deli stay by your side?"

"Deirdre, what does this have to do with her?"

"Because of her ability to call souls, as long as she is there, my soul will never get lost. In addition, there are also the Alien Association, Karin, and Sabrina...Before I came to the Presbyterian Church, I All the back roads have already been paved. Even if death comes, I will be able to return to you."

Rachel leaned his head on Todd's chest: "If the Beacon Tower can really travel through time and space, the thing I want to do most is to return to your hometown with you. In that beautiful and peaceful heaven. , Live a new life happily."

Hearing the woman's words, Todd raised his head with an expression that could not be explained.

"Rachel, do you know? My hometown may not be as perfect as you think. At least in the night sky there, you will never see the stars and shining galaxies above your head anymore."

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