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hum.

An invisible force enveloped the entire space.

At this moment, every image projected in the space appeared to slow down considerably, as if it were playing frame by frame.

Time slowed down, and the old man turned his gaze away from the slow-motion screen, staring silently at the laptop.

Finally, he sighed and shook his head, saying:

"Hmm...no need, he has already failed."

hum.

Time returned to normal, and in the scene before the old man, the demon beheaded the fallen angel at that very moment.

Firm and resolute.

Staring at the headless body, a faint emotion flickered in the old man's eyes before he closed them.

Even you failed.

But this emotion was quickly replaced by calmness. The old man opened his eyes, and there was no longer any fluctuation in his blue eyes.

Losers are not worth feeling sorry for.

Just then, a voice rang out in the space:

"Lord Augustus, the Stargazer requests your presence."

Augustus raised an eyebrow, nodded, took one last look at the face of the kinslayer, and turned to walk out of the room.

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, Augustus did not go directly to the top floor.

For the first time in a long time, he relied on his own two legs to walk step by step through the Sky City, slowly making his way up the stairs engraved with ancient patterns to the top floor.

By the time he arrived, he had already calmed down.

Gently pushing open the door, Augustus silently entered the room that once symbolized glory, but now only one person remained.

Facing that seemingly eternally gazing at the sea of clouds, he bowed his head respectfully as always:

"Sir Stargazer, what brings you here?"

silence.

But Augustus was not surprised by the silence and continued to bow his head, waiting for a response from the other side.

as always.

But this time, things are a little different.

Ta-da.

He heard the sound of someone turning around!

!!!

With his head bowed and not daring to get up, Augustus could only feel a pair of cold eyes on him.

"You still remember..."

A voice, devoid of emotion, rang out, utterly devoid of any warmth or human touch.

"...The vow we made at the very beginning?"

But the meaning behind it struck Augustus's heart like a heavy hammer, instantly throwing his calm emotions out of balance!

The Watcher's Oath

Be loyal to humanity, be loyal to the world, be loyal to yourself.

Chapter 83 The Stargazer, Hope, and Prophecy

The oath of the watchman.

Every Watcher makes an oath when they truly decide to join the Watch.

The original group of Watchers were almost all pure idealists.

They swore to protect humanity, to be loyal to the world, and only lastly to be loyal to themselves.

Such an oath may not guarantee that every Watcher will strictly adhere to it, but it will remind them of these bottom lines and constraints at crucial moments.

In recent centuries, some people have said that Watchmen is slowly changing and developing into the very thing it once despised.

This may be true; there is no organization in the world that remains unchanged forever.

Even organizations born from humanity's noblest ideals are not immune to minor changes over time.

However, it is undeniable that no matter how many subtle changes are made, the true essence of Overwatch will not change.

They are guardians of peace and dreamers who pursue their ideals.

goo.

Augustus kept his head down, but he began to feel nervous involuntarily.

Even though he is a legendary mage, even with his current strength and status, there are few people in this world who can threaten him.

But at this moment, Augustus still felt unwell.

It wasn't because he was afraid of exposing what he had done, but simply because of the person in front of him.

The Stargazer

An ancient, powerful, and even great legendary Watcher.

The face was not deliberately concealed, yet it was difficult to see clearly; apart from the light-colored eyes, everything about the stargazer seemed impossible to observe.

This title, which has been passed down in the Watchers' Chronicles for nearly a thousand years, is not inherited from generation to generation, but belongs exclusively to her.

As time passed, even her name disappeared into the river of time, forgotten by all.

A legend who dedicated everything to the Watchers, even sacrificing his own existence.

From the moment everyone forgot her name, all that remained in the Sky City was a stargazer who would forever gaze upon the sea of clouds.

Despite being called a stargazer, he never looks up at the starry sky, but instead gazes down at the sea of clouds beneath his feet.

What is she looking at? And what does she hope to see?

No one knows.

Even Augustus, who was already a high-ranking member of the Watchers, would not normally have the opportunity to meet this mysterious being unless he was assigned to oversee the Observer Project.

With lightning speed in his mind, Augustus continuously analyzed the scene before him. Since entering the legendary realm, he hadn't thought this quickly in a long time.

What does she mean?

Why ask this question?

Is she questioning my loyalty to the Watchmen?

Or……

She wasn't suspicious?

His mood became heavy, but Augustus calmed down after thinking things through.

Regardless of what the other party noticed, he had a clear conscience.

"........."

Outside the window, the sea of clouds surged, and silence spread and diffused in the desolate and deserted space, finally coalescing into a deep stillness.

Just as Augustus was beginning to waver, the stargazer silently withdrew his gaze.

He turned around and walked to the chair next to the huge round table. He didn't sit in the largest seat, but sat down next to it.

Looking at the tall old man who was still standing there with his head bowed, the stargazer spoke softly:

What do you think the Observer Project means?

What does it mean?

This problem had actually troubled Augustus for a long time.

For more than 20 years since he took over the project, he has been pondering its deeper meaning.

What do these observed entities mean?

All that can be confirmed is that the stargazers are searching for someone, a very special person.

Gender, age, occupation, strength, faction... none of these are known; all sorts of people have been included.

But they all have some special features.

It's either amazing talent, incredible luck, or astonishing learning...

But why, even though their range has been locked, do you not intervene, but instead silently observe them, let them develop, and even... ignore their deaths?

He considered many explanations for this problem, but ultimately none of them provided a definitive answer.

Even without a reply, Augustus knew the other party would offer an explanation.

Sure enough, the stargazer continued:

"We are... searching for hope."

"Just as prophesied."

Hope? Prophecy?

Augustus was bewildered; he hadn't expected to hear such unrealistic words from this lord.

To be honest, he found it all rather absurd and ridiculous.

When will the Watchers rely on such vague and ethereal prophecies?

The stargazer gave him a deep look and sensed his resentment, but offered no explanation.

She simply sighed silently, leaned back slowly in her chair, and said softly:

It's okay if you don't understand now; maybe you will understand later.