Old Pompeii walked forward staggeringly.

"Grandpa!" Alicia nervously tried to hold him, but was stopped by Sean.

The female chess player looked at her companion.

Sean pursed his lips, closed his eyes and shook his head.

His meaning is obvious: let the old man act according to his own wishes...

Some things cannot be interfered with.

Alicia Pompeii covered her mouth with her hands and suppressed her crying.

Pompeii walked to the end of the room, and there was a black nothingness in front of him.

He muttered in his mouth, as if he was talking to something invisible.

Edvard slowly raised the lantern in his hand, his face was illuminated by the warm light...

It can be seen that his eyes have also been stained with a little green fluorescence.

As if he could finally be relieved from the great pain, Pompeii had a relaxed expression on his face.

Then, he held the lamp body of the oil lamp with both hands, and the scorching glass lamp wall instantly burned out white smoke in his palm.

As if he knew what Pompeii was going to do, the green tumor on his left collarbone suddenly began to pulsate, and it was clearly agitated under his worn-out robe.

"Give up the struggle..." The double pain made the old man's forehead sweat, "Our end is here, right here..."

Then, the flame of the lamp of truth penetrated into Pompeii's hands, and the flames flowed up along his blood...

The flame of reason purifies the power belonging to the evil **** in his body.

Feeling the intense burning, the parasites in Pompeii began to run wild.

It was agitating frantically, trying to forcibly escape from Pompeii's body when it was still immature. The huge impact made the old man's head deflect to the side, and his limbs seemed to have changed owners and kept twitching.

Alicia, who was sobbing, wanted to rush forward, but Sean hugged the female chess player tightly: "Don't go over!"

In order to prevent her from seeing the cruel scene, Sean pressed the female chess player's head to his chest.

He heard Alicia crying in his arms.

The river of flames had already flowed to Edvard's upper body, and the old man's face had an expression of extreme pain.

Finally, the Epiphany Scholar, who originally conceived himself in Pompeii, rushed out of its womb...

Accompanied by a disgusting greasy sound, the brains of a certain giant rose to the sky. In contrast, the gorgeous green aurora bloomed, illuminating the ground.

The Epiphany Scholar, or Kluwitan's fetus, writhes in the air like a disgusting cloud...

However, its escape is meaningless.

The flame of reason followed Pompeii's body until it reached the epiphany scholar.

The fire is fueled by crazy things. Once it is contaminated with evil things, it is like fire meets hay, and the flames devour the brain tissue twisting in the air in an instant.

Pompeii's body also seemed to become a fire, scorching huge things in the air.

The terrifying sound made by the monster even overshadowed Alicia's cry.

Sean, who accidentally saw this scene, suddenly saw a scene after the fire of reason was burning...

He saw terrifying things appearing on the bustling streets.

People who used to live peacefully, the illusion of tranquility was finally torn apart, and they began to flee in panic.

He saw that the cities had become dead cities, and the night sky above his head, the souls "harvested" gathered into the "Galaxy", flowing into the void...

He saw abandoned cities, rusted cars, neon signs that would never come on again.

In that lifeless world, there were still people who survived—those who were strong and had enough resources to survive.

However, they dare not stare at the sky, they can only hide in the ground to live...

As the flames disappeared, so did the picture.

"What did I see?" Sean was shocked, "Some kind of future?

"The soul of the entire era has been harvested by something..."

"The future of mankind...is it so tragic?!"

Before he could continue to think about it, he found that the woman in his arms seemed to have fallen softly.

Sean had to squat down and supported Alicia, who had lost her strength.

"Is it over?" She panted, her voice calm again.

The Epiphany Scholar has been burned to ashes, and Pompeii is now on the ground.

Sean nodded and followed Alicia to the old man's side.

The female chess player sat on the ground and lifted Edvard's still hot body: "Grandpa..."

Pompeii's breath was weak, and his eyes were slackening. He seemed to see Alicia's face, and his eyes focused again: "Eli...

"Grandpa feels very sorry... I didn't give you a good father, a happy childhood..."

Alicia remembered the scene where she sat on Grandpa's lap and listened to his story in the study.

The female chess player shook her head desperately.

Edvard's face turned to Sean: "Xiao...you are a member of the book club, take care of Alicia..."

Shawn, who was squatting on the side, clenched his teeth and nodded vigorously.

"after……

"No matter what happens, if you feel powerless, then, protect yourself first..."

Sean suddenly realized that the sight he saw in the light of reason was something that Old Man Pompeii had already seen.

It does seem to be some kind of future...

And what Pompeii meant was that if they faced an existence that could not be resisted, then it was enough for them to survive.

Exhaling a breath with difficulty, Edvard actually laughed.

His eyes were full of happiness and innocence, he stared at Alicia madly, with a wrinkled smile on his face: "Little Ellie...you're back...

"Grandpa... tell you a story..."

The light faded in the cloudy eyes.

After the soul left, the body that had experienced the burning of the fire of reason finally could no longer be maintained, and began to collapse inch by inch.

On the one hand, the lamp of truth has also run out of oil, lost all its divine power, and turned into an ordinary oil lamp...

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It took a long time for Alicia to recover.

When she took over the urn that Sean had collected, she had regained her composure.

Without the light of reason, this place has become extraordinarily dark and desolate.

By the light of the flashlight, the two began to leave the old book cemetery.

Along the way, they supported each other without saying a word.

On Silent Street, Sean sent Alicia to Wright's side.

The voice under the silver fox mask regained its coolness, which made Sean almost forget the girl crying underground.

"Thank you, Sean.

"If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to bear such a situation... I don't know what would happen, something that would lead to a terrifying ending."

Due to her dangerous status, Alicia could not stay in one place for a long time, and now it is obviously time for parting.

"Where are you going next?" Sean asked.

Putting on the coat that Wright handed over, Alicia replied, "I will take my grandfather's ashes back to my hometown first, and then I will go to South Del Continent... There are some clues there."

While speaking, the female chess player glanced at Wright Flamel beside her.

The ancient magician had his hands behind his back and his face was calm, as if he was ready to accept any kind of future.

Obviously, next they will embark on a journey to free Wright.

"Then, good luck to you." Sean stretched out his hand and shook hands with Wright and Alicia respectively.

"Keep in touch." Sean flexed his fingers wearing the knight's ring.

He did not expect such a hurry, nor did he expect the meeting of grandparents to end like this...

Both of them felt a little heavy in their hearts.

When Alicia held Sean's hand, the New Testament reporter felt that her palm was a little warmer than before.

Turning around, the white windbreaker was slightly twisted, and the silver fox turned his head, his red hair fluttered, leaving a side face:

"See you."

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On the way back, Sean's thoughts were mixed.

The tragic scene before Pompeii's death kept flashing in his mind.

Next is the journey that Alicia and Wright are about to embark on.

However, what he couldn't let go of the most was the bleak future he saw in the flames.

"All the doctrines of divination and hunches show that the future is not static."

Even though he saw such a scene, Sean didn't take it as an inevitable situation.

"But that scene must symbolize something.

"Combined with their doubts about the identity of the righteous gods of the Salvation Church..."

Shawn walking through the crowd was like a ghostly shadow, and the people around him passed by without realizing it.

"The future is not very optimistic."

Sean's cheeks bulged slightly.

Sean, who was already worried about the conflict between Kluwitan and Keane, now his worries have surfaced: "Now it seems that the human world is facing a huge threat and suffering a devastating blow, which is a high probability event...

"I can't play as leisurely as before."

If it was just a little uneasy before, and Sean wanted to accumulate strength to deal with possible crises...

Now, he has made it clear that he must become stronger, so that his "big ship" will not sink to the bottom of the sea in the "storm" of the times...

"Before that turbulent era comes, I must reach Ace level or above."

He doesn't think weak people can survive. But the Joker class is something you can't find.

"And if I want to have super-Ace-level strength, I must have strong financial resources and influence."

Strong financial resources ensure that he can afford the extremely expensive mysterious inheritance, as well as the sun wheel spiritual practice.

And with greater influence, he can recruit more powerful partners and have more channels to obtain various resources.

"Time is tight, and accumulation through the career of the explorer is not enough.

"This means that in the daily world, I have to achieve something..."

Sean's original plan ~lightnovelpub.net~ was to make achievements in the "media industry".

Now, his goal has become clearer: "Utilize my personal ability to achieve something in the media industry in the more dynamic market of New Zealand.

"If you want to have a foundation and influence in the future, you must find a way to set up a newspaper now."

Over time, if it is possible to become a leader in the industry, Sean's "big ship" will have a greater chance of surviving.

In addition, he has another thought in mind...

What if he was strong enough to not only become a legendary explorer, but also a man in the media industry?

In that case, not only would he have a greater chance of survival, he might even join forces with other top people to prevent that dark future from happening.

All of this is unknowable...but possible.

After a short stroll, a strong sense of purpose has been baked into Sean's heart.

His eyes stared straight ahead, as if seeing through all the obstacles:

"We must become an existence that exceeds Ace specifications and become a leader in the New Zealand media industry!"

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