The red moon returns

Chapter 491 Three Questions
Standing in the void of the universe, under your feet is the magnificent and slowly rotating galaxy. Behind the flowing nebula, billions of stars are twinkling with light.

As far as the eye can see, there is only a towering stone throne standing like a mountain. There are countless stone pedestals around the throne. On each pedestal, an unknown object is suspended. The surface of the object is covered with some kind of fabric with an unidentifiable texture, making the object hazy.

On the ancient and solemn stone throne, the ancient immortal was floating quietly.

Distance seems to have lost its meaning here. It seems as if millions of light years have passed between the two, yet they seem to be within reach and can be seen at a glance. It seems as if they are out of reach, yet one can clearly see each other's image and hear each other's voice.

It was an extremely large human figure, so large that its size had lost its value of assessment, and its body was covered with the same fabric as the object on the base, as if he was wearing a simple robe.

On his head, a light grey veil was glowing faintly, covering his face. The veil was so thin that it seemed one could see through it at a glance, but no matter how hard one looked, one could not make out even the slightest bit of the face behind the veil.

Around the giant, there were lingering soft whispers and murmurings that seemed to contain everything in the world, yet were incomprehensible.

Lynch let out a sigh of relief.

The moment he saw the other person, Lynch already knew his identity.

In the distant time and space, on the stone throne outside the universe, the ancient Primeval Immortal Tavier At-Umr floats above it, waiting for the creatures to pass through the Silver Gate, guiding them to pass through the Ultimate Gate, step into the Ultimate Abyss, witness the secret of the origin of the world, and touch the eternal truth of all things in the universe.

This is definitely the most evil god among all the evil gods. Yog-Sothoth is an existence that he cannot even peek into right now. Although this is his clone, the difference should not be too big.

However, the strange thing was that after seeing the other person, Lynch did not feel any discomfort except for a mysterious and weird feeling, as if he just saw an ordinary person standing there.

But still a little nervous, Lynch took a deep breath, calmed himself, tried to smile as calmly as possible, and walked towards the other person.

Take a step forward and you will suddenly cross endless space.

The next moment, Lynch was standing in front of the giant stone throne, looking up at the human figure floating in front of the throne.

The human figure is still the same size as it was just now, and its size has not changed due to the change in distance. This completely overturned all the principles of physics, making Lynch feel an incomprehensible sense of wonder.

Maybe this is what the gods are like. Rules are only for mortals. Gods themselves are the rules and are naturally not bound by rules.

While staring at the other person, Lynch "heard" what the other person said.

It was a very special feeling. There was no sound, no text, and even no conscious communication. All communication processes were completely omitted, but the result of communication had already been produced. Lynch "heard" and understood what the other party wanted to express.

"Welcome, the Awakener under the Crimson Moonlight."

Hmm? Awakened?
The familiar name made Lynch's heart move.

When he first crossed over, his neighbor called him that. Was it just a coincidence? Impossible. There must be some connection.

But since he had already promised his neighbor not to delve into the matter further, Lynch gave up analyzing it and nodded and smiled at the other party.

"As a follower of the Crimson Moon, I, on my own behalf, pay tribute to the Supreme Being."

As he spoke, he observed carefully.

The feeling just now was indeed not an illusion. The feeling of looking at the other person was the same as that of interacting with ordinary people. The only difference was the face covered by the veil, which seemed to have a huge attraction, making the curiosity in people's hearts more and more difficult to control, and they couldn't help but want to lift it up and take a look.

Put away your curiosity and don't peek into things you shouldn't peek into.

The parting advice of the Yis people flashed through Lynch's mind, and he immediately realized that the other party must be referring to the current situation. He was afraid that this curiosity was not unique to him, but the powerful temptation brought by the other party's true appearance behind the veil.

Fortunately, with the reminder from the Yis people, Lin Qi immediately realized his mistake and quickly looked away, giving up the idea of ​​lifting the veil...

No, this makes me want to open it and take a look even more.

It's like installing a button on the wall with an unknown purpose. Maybe not many people will press it, but if it says "Don't press it", there will definitely be a lot of people who will press it.

Fortunately, the conversation he "heard" again distracted his curiosity:
"I am the guide of the Ultimate Abyss. From the beginning to the end, I will always be here, waiting for the souls who pursue the truth. No matter what the reason, if you come through the Silver Gate, you are qualified to accept the test, step into the Ultimate Abyss, witness the glory of truth, and accept the gift of Yog-Sothoth."

As Lynch understood, behind the giant stone throne, a huge crack that almost spanned the entire space appeared in Lynch's eyes. The crack was so deep that it was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly. "Yog-Sothoth lingers here, with the truth."

"Is this the legendary Gate of Truth behind the Silver Gate?" Lin Qi stared into the abyss for a long time before whispering, "So, what's the price?"

"The price depends on how strong your determination to pursue the truth is and how strong your will is."

"Are you willing to sacrifice your life for the truth?" Lin Qi raised the corner of his mouth and shook his head. "I'm a little curious. From ancient times to the present, has there ever been a precedent of someone coming here, witnessing the glory of truth, and then leaving alive and well?"

"Yes. Up to your time, a total of seventy-two individuals have passed through the Silver Gate, and eighteen of them have passed the test and witnessed the truth."

"What about those who are alive and testify to the truth? Do they exist too?"

"One, he witnessed the origin of the world and rose to the highest ranks as a mortal."

Is there such a person? There is no record of him in history. Did I really give all my history back to the school?

"Indeed, there is. History may not bear witness to it, but time will certainly not forget it. So do you want to try to become the second one?"

Lin Qi smiled and shook his head without any hesitation: "I don't like to get to the bottom of things. I have no interest in the truth at all."

A faint sigh seemed to be heard from the deep void.

"Oh, I prefer to grasp reality. This is the truth for me." Lynch bowed apologetically. "So, I appreciate your kindness, but please forgive me for refusing. The only purpose of my trip is to retrieve the miracle light given to you by the Milt brothers and sisters as agreed."

"can."

As the thought was conveyed, the surrounding stone bases disappeared one by one, and finally only one was left, appearing in front of Lynch. Covered by the fabric, Lynch could not feel any filthy stimulation.

"The Book of the Dead that you found is of great help to us. According to the agreement, the Light of Miracles will belong to you forever until it condenses into shape again next time."

"Tsk, so this is a tacit admission that I'm definitely going to break it?"

"...But before I give it to you, according to convention, you have to go through a test. You have to answer three questions of mine. If you can answer them, you can take the Miracle Light away."

"What if you can't answer that?"

"Then we will keep watching you until you answer it."

"Wait, why do I feel like this is the purpose? You didn't intend for me to answer it from the beginning, did you?"

Lynch felt the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitching, and realized that he might have encountered a voyeur who was staring at him every day.

Hmm? Why should I say again?

【…】

"Forget it, just ask."

Lynch sighed and gave up struggling.

"Who are you, where do you come from, where are you going?" The consciousness asked the same old questions, but it was immediately supplemented, "This is not a philosophical game that you creatures like to play. This is a substantive question. Think about it before answering."

Lynch pursed his lips, realizing that these three questions were by no means simple, because he was also troubled by them just now.

What am I? Am I really a soul that has traveled through time and space? Why am I here? What will I do in the end?
These questions are exactly the three questions of the ancient immortals.

For a moment, Lynch was completely stunned, speechless, and didn't know how to answer.

(End of this chapter)