Ark Undead

"You've already seen me?"

"I've met you."

The Undead nodded, and then looked at Greyhound and W beside him.

"I've met these two before. But you call yourself Lapp."

Patch nodded in sudden realization.

"As expected, after leaving, you become a different person, and you forget many things. But judging from your expressions, you've seen me before?"

Greyhound and W Meiyu took the initiative to continue the conversation.

The situation before them shocked them both; it would be better to let the immortals ask.

"That's not important. Why are you here? And what's going on here?"

The Undead pointed to the room, and he was definitely asking why Patch was able to find a room that the guy outside couldn't open.

Patch smiled and asked.

"Are you completely unable to harm this guy?"

Look up, Patch has experienced what the Undead just went through.

"Yes."

The Undead nodded, waiting for Patch to point him to the answer.

Patch stroked his chin and said.

"That guy, the doctor, should have just gone up to find you, but he didn't finish telling you what was going on."

"What's hiding inside right now is a nightmare called Theresa, and this nightmare has been gathering for quite some time. It uses dreams as a nest and grows here."

"The dream became a womb, where the nightmare gradually developed and became one of the few existences in the abyss."

"However, neither I nor the Doctor can completely defeat that nightmare, including you."

Patch looked at the Undead and said.

"Nightmare itself has no physical form, but the nightmares that remain are always a personification of someone. They are either filled with regrets or pain."

"Besides fulfilling the Nightmare's desires, there is another way to weaken the Nightmare's power: have someone connected to the Nightmare defeat it head-on."

"It seems that Kal'tsit is this person."

Patch clicked his tongue twice and shook his head.

"Before this, this resurrected being, who in your eyes must be just like that black pig, would never disappear."

"It is the foundation upon which the Abyss controls the dream, the manifestation of the dream's fundamental rules. With these rules in place, any damage will be instantly repaired by the power of the Lord of the Masses. To destroy it, we can only wait for the Nightmare to weaken."

"Therefore, the sooner Kal'tsit resolves the problem, the sooner this dream will end."

429. The Will of the Masses

Hearing what Patch said, Greyhound and W, who had been silent the whole time, were also secretly making their own plans.

It seems that this person called Patch is the same person as Lapp, whom they had previously encountered.

Greyhound and W stared intently at Patch again.

This is strange. Lapp said he couldn't enter a dream, so why is there a version of him in the dream? And it sounds like Patch knows that he still exists in reality.

"Kal'tsit's power has not yet returned. The one who controls this dream has a deep connection with her, and only she can evoke fragments of the Lord of the Masses' memories."

Patch explained.

"As the creator, she possesses the power to overturn the entire dream when she recalls her past self. Moreover, that girl left her a gift here."

Upon hearing this, the immortal asked with some curiosity.

"Theresia?"

Upon hearing this name, Greyhound and W naturally turned their gazes toward Patch.

Having finally heard the news, they naturally couldn't let the opportunity slip by.

Patch nodded and said.

“Decades ago, when the Doctor brought that girl named Theresa, I helped clear away many obstacles, so I also have the right to know some of the facts.”

"I had anticipated your return, but I never expected the flames to burn so fiercely, and you had already..."

As he spoke, Patch looked at the Undead, paused for a moment, and continued.

"Theresia has made a decision here that will affect many people, but her biggest concern is Kal'tsit."

Patch only revealed this much information.

He seemed to know more, so Greyhound and W couldn't sit still any longer.

"What else do you know about her?"

Greyhound stepped forward and asked somewhat nervously.

"What did she sacrifice here? What decisions did she make? Did the doctor force her?"

Greyhound still couldn't forget the doctor's situation. After all, the trauma it left on them was quite significant.

It's no wonder that even Kal'tsit believed the Doctor had betrayed their ideals.

But Patch just gave the greyhound a deep look and said.

"If there's anyone who should be least suspected, it's the Doctor. Even if I say that everything Theresa did was part of his plan, you shouldn't have the slightest doubt about his plan."

"However, to my surprise, the doctor was also somewhat hesitant when he came that time. He even tried to dissuade the girl when she made her decision."

"But she didn't look back; it was entirely her own decision."

"She saw what she called history, and therefore walked into the future without any doubt."

"The nightmare that remains here is not her regret, but her weakness."

“Young man, she is a person with her own opinions. If you are her follower, you should be even less likely to doubt the decisions she makes.”

The greyhound opened its mouth, then lowered its head somewhat dejectedly.

W's performance was similar to that of Greyhound.

The Undead ignored Greyhound; Greyhound understood their thoughts perfectly well.

Compared to that, there are some other questions about the Undead.

He believed that Patch must know.

"Doctor, and Kal'tsit. They're colleagues."

"The immortal asked."

"Both of them are part of the Abyss?"

"Yes."

Patch nodded in reply.

"It seems the Doctor mentioned this to you as well. He and Kal'tsit were both Immaculate Children born from the Abyss, and therefore belonged to the Abyss. However, under the leadership of the Fire Mage and you, they betrayed their original destiny."

"Don't you think they're a lot like you? Dwarves born in the Age of Fire, originally burdened with the responsibility of passing on the flame, but ultimately choosing a different ending?"

Patch brought up these old stories again, and the Undead's breath hitched; he shook his head.

These two things shouldn't be discussed together, and he's not qualified to comment on them.

The view he saw was completely different from the view the doctor saw.

"However, these two were also the most capable of the twelve people back then."

"The Doctor's talent in Originium research is unparalleled, and he also possesses the calmest mind and a meticulous grasp of the battle situation."

"Kal'tsit is a leader in life science research, and it's through their collaboration that we have achieved what we have today..."

Patch glanced at the greyhound, and the Undead understood.

"However, if we're talking about the creator, Kal'tsit is probably the one who takes the lead. The two of them are like a father and a mother to these children now."

"One gave them life, and the other provided a protective umbrella, opening the barrier that kept them from the abyss. It's just that neither of them seemed to agree with this statement."

The doctor was rather resistant to the idea of ​​being called a creator.

"In short, try not to let her be affected by this big sludge before Kal'tsit finds her past."

Getting back to the main point, Patch's expression became noticeably more serious.

"You know you can't hurt him, so how to stop his advance is the question you need to consider."

"Now, come here."

Patch led the three to a corner of the room.

The cabinet was opened, revealing a dark corner behind it.

Surprisingly, there was a passageway in this room that led to an unknown destination.

"This place leads directly to the next floor, and each floor has rooms with passages that lead directly to other floors. I will leave directions at the room doors later. What you need to do is try to lure this mud monster away."

"Remember, never let it get close to the tenth floor before the trial is completed."

"That is the womb of nightmares. Once the will of the Lord of the Mass returns, it will cause the desires of nightmares to shrink infinitely and turn them into food for the Lord of the Mass."

"At that time, no one will be able to escape this dream. They will all be locked in this dream, just like me."

W was quite alert, she asked.

"Don't we have any help? It's just the three of us..."

Even the Undead couldn't handle this monster, so Greyhound and W certainly had no chance of stopping it.

Patch chuckled sinisterly, a sound that sent chills down your spine.

"Of course not, there are also the garrison troops belonging to Agor, and the Deep Sea Hunters will be your helpers."

"But first you have to meet them."

Greyhound and W's expressions improved slightly upon hearing that the Deepsea Hunters had joined the team.