"So the next step is to find a way to leave here and return to Inglvig."
Lorenzo muttered, holding on to the cable tightly, and climbed up bit by bit.
The elevator broke down completely during the descent, but the cable was still strong and not broken. Lorenzo could only grab it and crawl out of the darkness little by little, moving towards the platform.
It was a somewhat boring process, as Lorenzo could do nothing except mechanically climbing.
For this reason, during this boring period he was thinking and planning his next move, with worry evident in his eyes.
A new round of restart is about to begin. Roger and Edlund, two out-of-control monsters, reappear in the world. Although the two are in opposition, no matter who survives, it will be a huge crisis. Lorenzo has to find a way to kill them both.
He felt a headache when he thought of this. The illusory Temple of Stasis and the figures kneeling beside the Well of Sublimation appeared in front of his eyes.
In order to avoid becoming another threat, the original Ascendants erased their selves and turned into machines that followed orders, but during this long period of time, the machines would also wear out, and they were annihilated one after another.
The Watchers also entered a period of decay. Even if these things did not happen, perhaps in a few centuries, all the Watchers would have died, the fence would no longer exist, and the road to sublimation would open again.
From this perspective, although the world today is prosperous, it is full of crises and may collapse completely in the next second.
The plague doctor followed behind Lorenzo, and the two climbed up one after the other. Both were worried, but the things they were worried about were different.
What Lorenzo cared about was the world with his friends, while what the Plague Doctor cared about was his truth. He never denied his own meanness. Now that the Plague Doctor had obtained all of this, he was not as ecstatic as he had expected.
The plague doctor always felt that... something was missing.
But the doctor didn't know what he was missing at the moment. No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't figure it out.
I don’t know how long it took, but the darkness finally faded a lot, and a faint blue light was right in front of me.
Lorenzo stretched out his hand and climbed onto the platform with great effort. He took a long breath and shook off the dust on his body.
The climbing process was not easy. In the endless darkness, there was only a cable connecting Lorenzo to the light, and no one knew if it would break in the next second.
"It's about time to leave."
Lorenzo passed by the iron coffin on the disc and glanced at the faint light in the gap, then he noticed Floki who was still drawing.
Thinking of the defeated force below, Lorenzo hurried over, only to see that large areas of ulcers had appeared on Floki's body, and white bones could be seen in some places, but this guy seemed to feel no pain. He lowered his head and hugged his blueprint.
"Floki..."
Lorenzo reached out his hand to touch him, but Floki turned around and saw that his dry face was also covered with scarlet wounds, and the flesh underneath was wriggling like maggots.
"It looks like he's dying. The only difference is whether he dies from the torture of this power first, or turns into a demon first."