The composition of the members on this ship is quite complex. They come from different forces and have different purposes. Some of them are not even considered human. But now they all stay on this ship harmoniously and move forward together.
The people by the fireplace just represent these elements. Seleu is the ordinary mortal who knows nothing and is the target of protection. Lorenzo is the dead soul from the Demon Hunting Cult, carrying the glory of the past. The Plague Doctor is the fanatical embodiment of scholars, stubbornly pursuing the truth.
Then Shrike is probably the representative of the Purification Agency and the struggling will of mankind, which is why he must participate. He has the power to know and the power to decide.
His breathing was a little hoarse. The series of traumas almost killed Shrike, a fragile mortal, but he finally managed to survive. His eyes opened between the gaps in the bandages and he stared at Watson.
Another guy with the power of Gabriel, like Lorenzo, he is also a survivor of the old cult, a man covered in ashes.
However, she is obviously much stronger than Lorenzo. She is somewhat similar to Lawrence. Both are completely free from the constraints of the body, and her void will can travel through any body at will.
Lorenzo is far from these, but no one knows whether he will be able to reach this level in the future.
Recalling Lorenzo's confession to Watson, Shrike looked at Lorenzo with an indescribable sense of strangeness. He remembered that the last time he felt such a strangeness was when he discovered that his powerful fighter was a witcher. And now, Lorenzo revealed another secret that had been hidden.
Such an amazing power has been hidden under the nose of the purification agency without being discovered by anyone.
Shrike's thoughts were a little confused. The trauma and psychological pressure made it difficult for him to think. Murmurs sounded in his ears, as if a ghost was muttering something.
This is the erosion from the Sea of Silence, the erosion from Him. Although the crisis has been resolved, these crazy aftermaths are still affecting everyone.
[He is a traitor. He has kept it secret from you for so long.]
[This operation is fake, you have all been deceived. ]
[Lorenzo Holmes is the enemy...]
The whispers echoed in Shrike's ears. His pupils became bloodshot and his heart beat faster.
He looked at Lorenzo behind the fireplace and met his gray-blue eyes.
After a few seconds of silence, Shrike spoke slowly.
"My mind is... unreliable."
Doubt, greed, madness... they were like maggots growing in the shadows, gnawing at Shrike's mind bit by bit.
"This is the impact of erosion. You will have hallucinations and auditory hallucinations. These things chase you, trigger the dark side of your heart, and make your emotions fluctuate," Lorenzo said.
"I know… "
Shrike paused again.
In his eyes, Lorenzo's figure became hideous, his sharp claws broke through the flesh and blood, and he turned into a twisted monster, but in the next second, he turned back to his ordinary appearance, as if everything just now was just an illusion.
"It seems I'm late."