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,

shout 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,

escape is

more than ten thousand hearts resonating

eyes and bent down. She took out a bottle of potion from the leather pouch that her golden retriever, Susie,

floating in the potion, just like the manifestation of the sea

such circumstances, she removed the bottle cap and

where she could experience the potion slush through her throat and into her stomach, she immediately felt

felt that she could no longer sense her body. Her entire being seemed to have

or mind island. As though she had returned to her mother’s embrace before she was born, she returned to the very beginning where the imprints left by

to resist. Her consciousness faded, and

certain degree of undulations,

who was about to be assimilated by the sea of collective subconscious,

it filled the blob of “thoughts” that Audrey had mutated into. It pierced through

She skillfully Placated herself, constantly giving cues

louder and louder. Finally, it reverberated through the

only escape is

only escape

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

She traveled through the

see the sadness

front of them, and the person who they loved suddenly collapsing in front of them, the pile of toys that no longer had an owner, the fit of coughs that came from the Great

only escape is

her eyes in Mass. She used the human language to recite those words in her heart, but she failed to notice any changes in her

her soul, in her Body of Heart and

“Susie, I succeeded…

to the potion’s effects; that I’ll become more and more like a Mythical Creature instead

her head in confusion and saw that although the blonde girl’s eyes were tightly

heard Audrey say

can still feel

“How nice…”

the corner of the blonde girl’s eyes. It was crystal

the sun’s final ray of light was swallowed. The night brought

said in a

little

all kinds of protection, she returned to Empress Borough and returned

have the chance to seriously examine herself and digest the knowledge and

the mirror already possessed extraordinary strength and exaggerated dragon scale defenses. She could

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