Chapter 1190 Resonance

As Anthony Steven Vincent’s words echoed in Memorial Square, it spread to other areas. The Loenese citizens who participated in the Mass were both moved and sad, feeling warmth in the midst of their depression.

In a different square, different choirs began to chant the hymns. The ethereal and holy voice seemed to echo deep in everyone’s heart:

“Full-faced above the land stood the crimson moon;

“And sweet it was to dream of themselves,

“Of child, and wife, and parents; but evermore[1]…”

Unknowingly, everyone felt their spirits being cleansed and their spirituality naturally released.

They seemed to have entered a dream and were strolling in a quiet darkness.

Their children were sleeping here. Their parents, their wives, their husbands, their friends, and the deceased were no longer suffering. They no longer had any pain, their expressions were peaceful and gentle.

“We look upward into the night sky,

“We tenderly say her name:

“‘Evernight Goddess!’

“…If ‘She’ heard us, ‘She’ would surely agree,

“Smiling with purity at the dead:

“Come, rest and sleep well, my children[2]!”

The people who were strolling in the dream felt awash with intense sorrow once again, as though they realized that they were really going to bid each other farewell.

They recalled all the beautiful memories from the past. They recalled the scene of their family enjoying delicacies and having fun at the dining table. They recalled the people who looked at them warmly, and the pain of seeing them get hurt. When they learned of their passing, it was as if they could tear their souls apart. They recalled the dark clouds and separation that had been brought to this war.

They were sleeping peacefully in this serene nation, no longer having any worries. However, the people who survived had to suffer the days and nights, turning haggard and withered.

One teardrop after another flowed down. The people participating in Mass at Memorial Square could no longer suppress their emotions as they silently released the pain they had accumulated.

A huge wave of sadness filled the air, mixed with the chanting of the choir, as though it had a corporeal form.

“Cross your hands humbly,

“Over your breast!

“Make the silent prayer,

from the bottom of your

escape is

eyes closed subconsciously followed the content of the hymns and made similar gestures. Then, they shouted in their hearts, infected with each other’s

escape is

more than ten thousand

and bent down. She took out a bottle of potion from the leather pouch that her

in the potion, just like the manifestation of

Under such circumstances, she removed the bottle cap

in the past where she could experience the potion slush through her throat and into her stomach,

that she could no longer sense her body. Her entire being seemed to have condensed into an idea as she merged

through a dream or mind island. As though she had returned to her mother’s embrace before she was born, she

madness, and all kinds of terrifying mental corruption. For a moment, Audrey found it difficult to resist. Her consciousness faded, and her “body” shook

“sea” nearby wasn’t serene. There was a certain degree of

about to be assimilated by the sea of collective subconscious, also began to resonate, generating uncontrollable

spread from one thought to another. Soon, it filled the blob of “thoughts” that Audrey had mutated into. It pierced through her Soul

her senses. She skillfully Placated herself, constantly giving cues to remove the corruption until she

clearer and clearer, louder and louder.

escape is

only escape is

escape is tranquility… Audrey repeated the prayer as her figure quickly

and illusory bodies. She traveled through the sea of collective

these “places,” she could clearly see the

came from the sky, the airship that made up a fleet, the letters spelling bad news sent from the front lines, blood and flesh splattering in front of them, and the person who they loved suddenly collapsing in front of them, the

escape is

human language to recite those words in her heart, but she failed to notice any changes in

soul, in her Body of

“Susie, I succeeded…

become more and more indifferent as my Sequence increases due to the potion’s effects; that I’ll become more and more like a Mythical Creature instead

head in confusion and saw that although the blonde

she heard Audrey say

can still feel their

“How nice…”

the corner of the blonde

ray of light was swallowed. The night brought

and said in a calm voice, “The only escape

bright, cheerful Audrey’s mood became heavy. She became a little sensitive and a little sad. It

she returned to

did she have the chance to seriously examine herself and digest the knowledge and experience

but Audrey knew very well that the tall, blonde, blue-eyed beauty in the mirror already possessed extraordinary strength and exaggerated dragon scale defenses. She could break

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