Chapter 78
Miel had heard this voice, this gentle but emotionless female voice, more than once in his dream filled with gray fog.
Obviously, this huge half-human, half-spider creature living in the huge cave is Atlachnacha, the Spider God mentioned by Cthulhu and the Lord of Dreams believed by Dindel.
Miel wanted to ask Him if He could answer questions about Yug?
Before he could open his mouth, a woman about the same height as C'thulhun walked out from in front of Atlachnakya.
He was a drow with dark blue skin and long, straight snow-white hair. He looked very similar to Talina, the Lord of Moon City, but his temperament was completely different.
She didn't have the condescending arrogance, but instead had the indifference and alienation of a high-level observer.
She stood beside Atlachnacha, looking very small, like an ant to a human.
Under Miel's inquiring gaze, she spoke in a normal voice: "Any question, any wish, as long as you want to know, as long as you want to realize it, I can satisfy it."
——She is the incarnation of Atlachnacia.
Since she had said so, Miel directly stated his request: "My mother, Mifeel, signed one... or more contracts with Yog-Sothoth. I want to know the contents of all the contracts."
"Yes," the female drow agreed without hesitation. "I will open a passage to Dindel's dream for you. You enter and bring him back."
"What should I be careful about?" Miel wanted to ask everything he needed to before taking any action. "For example, is there anything dangerous for him or me?"
"No," Atrak answered confidently. "You won't encounter any danger in his dream. All you need to do is find him, convince him, and make him come out with you voluntarily. Because, that's his dream, and as long as he doesn't want to come out, no one can force him."
Miel: "Even you, as a god, can't do this?"
Atlach: "Yes, he turned his soul into a channel connecting reality and dreams. This power is not magic, but a contract. I cannot break the contract with me, but others can. Although I can find others, Miel, I know that you are the one most likely to save him."
Miel pondered for a while and looked up at C'thulhun.
Lorne had already put him down and was standing silently beside him.
Meeting Miel's gaze, Lorne guessed what he wanted to ask and answered directly, "She didn't lie to you. You won't encounter any danger in Dindel's dream, and after it's done, she will tell you everything you want to know - this is a vow."
"Okay." Miel turned his gaze back to Zhuo Er's face. "Then, before entering Dindel's dream, please answer me a question - the reason you want to save him is to obtain his soul?"
Zhuo Er shook his head: "No."
After uttering this syllable, some emotions appeared on her indifferent face for the first time, sadness and pity: "My poor Dindel, he has suffered too much, and he has the most beautiful soul in the world. I do need a soul, but I will never hurt his soul. He is not only my most loyal believer, but also the agent I chose."
"I see."
Miel's mood was a little complicated.
Tyndall had already prepared to give his soul to Atrak after his death, but Atrak had no intention of turning his soul into a dream.
Perhaps this is why Dindel has survived in his present form for over 800 years - he has been granted immortality through the influence of Atrak's power.
Atlach raised one hand and opened an oval-shaped passage beside him, emitting the same colorful white light as the entrance to the Dreamland.
Miel walked towards the passage, C'thulorn followed closely behind him, and C'sukule said uninterestedly, "I won't go in unless there's a fight."
Lorne glanced at him and said, "Don't cause trouble."
Kuler glared back: "It's always trouble that annoys me."
Luo En: “…”
Miel didn't know enough about this new incarnation of Cthulhu, so he didn't participate in the conversation between the two. He looked at Ron and made sure that they were both ready. Then they walked hand in hand through the passage and entered Dindel's dream.
The moment you pass through the passage, the surrounding environment, including temperature and humidity, changes significantly, and your physical condition also becomes somewhat subtle.
Miel felt his body suddenly become lighter.
With just a thought, his feet left the ground and his whole body was suspended in the air like a ghost.
Miel was not sure in what state he entered the dream. He thought he was passing through his body, but maybe it was only his soul.
Turning to look at Cthulhu, I saw him flying higher with his arms folded, looking around as if he was looking for something.
He was looking for Tyndall, of course.
"Your sense of smell doesn't work here?" Miel guessed.
"Yes, the whole world is Dindel. I can't find the Dindel we need to take away from among all the Dindel." Cthulhu replied.
As expected, Miel wasn't very surprised. He floated forward in the air while talking about something else: "Cthulhu, I actually have a guess about Dindel's masochistic tendencies."
Cthulhu: "What guess?"
Miel: "If bearing suffering is the reason for enriching the color of the soul, then could it be that Dindel actively embraces and bears suffering in order to make his own soul more brilliant? He does want to save everyone, but at the same time, he is consciously enriching the color of his own soul to please his Lord."
"A reasonable guess." Cthulhu commented in Hyrum's tone, and then changed to Anna's tone, "However, my dear Miel, I must say that in my perception, your soul is the most attractive."
Miel: "...I'm honored, but please try not to praise my soul. I'll think you want to use my soul to build a dreamland."
"Sorry, I should be praising your face, your figure, your personality, your kindness and gentleness." Cthulhu smiled, "Actually, I also have a discovery I want to tell you."
"What did you find?"
"The drow elf just now exuded the same aura as the spider elf. The deity worshipped by the drow, Mother of Greed, Weaver of Chaos, the Spider Goddess Lolth, is the incarnation of Atlach."
"Hmm..." In fact, Miel guessed it when he saw the shadow of Talina in that drow, but he was still surprised to hear Cthulhu say it in a certain tone.
After all, in his opinion, Lolth was chaotic evil, and Atrak was the god that Father Tyndall believed in.
Although Miel disagrees with many of Dindel's ideas, he recognizes that Dindel is a lawful good priest.
It's hard to imagine a lawful good priest worshipping a chaotic evil god.
However, just as each incarnation of Cthulhu has a different personality, Rose cannot represent all of Atlach.
Atlach needed colorful souls to weave a dreamland, and perhaps he had given Dindel the order to find colorful souls for him, but he had never asked him to kill anyone.
After floating in the air for a distance, Mier saw a battlefield in the distance.
The two camps were fighting, and the ground was covered with corpses, blood and flames.
On one side were demons with red skin and huge membrane wings. They held giant swords and released various fire magic while slashing.
On the other side were the dark high elves, who were a little smaller than the devils, with violet eyes and gray hair. The most common professions among them were paladins and priests.
By observing the characteristics of the two combatants, Miel quickly determined the reality that the dream depicted: "800 years ago, the war between Shar, the goddess of darkness, and Rafar, the devil of the Nine Hells."
As soon as he finished speaking, two huge figures appeared at both ends of the battlefield.
They are not entities, but translucent phantoms.
The red-skinned man is Rafar, the Devil of the Nine Hells.
The woman with long black hair and skin like stars is Shar, the goddess of darkness.
Rafar spoke angrily, "Hand over the Crown of Kara! You have no right to it!"
Shar responded coldly: "I don't know anything about the Kara Crown. Take your demons and get out of my Underdark!"
"What is the Crown of Kara?" Miel asked Cthulhu.
"I don't know." Cthulhu answered simply. He knew nothing about what had happened on the Liye continent.
Suddenly, the surrounding environment changed drastically, and the two of them seemed to be sucked into a whirlpool, spinning dizzily.
Miel instinctively closed his eyes in dizziness, and when he opened them again, he found himself in a place that looked very much like a prison.
His first reaction was to turn around and look for Cthulhu, but as he turned around, he saw Dindel locked behind the prison bars.
That was Tyndall 800 years ago.
He looked exactly the same as he does now, without any change, but there was no melancholy in his violet eyes, but a firm fighting spirit.
He was imprisoned with some dark elves.
He sat hugging his knees, looking out of the prison. After the guarding devil had gone far away, he whispered to his fellows nearby, "Actually, I let myself be captured on purpose. I can get you out, but I need your help. Listen to my slogan later. When I say 'close your eyes,' you all close your eyes. I'll cast Daylight to deprive the devils of their vision, and then use Knock to open the cage. After you get out, you immediately..."
"You can actually use daylight magic? You heretic!"
Dindel was stunned for a moment.
——Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a fellow tribesman.
Then another of his kind said, "As followers of Shar, darkness and shadows are the source of our power. You, a pagan who can use daylight magic, must be here to frame us!"
The guarding devil heard the noise and rushed over. After speaking a few words in Purgatory, he switched to the awkward Common language: "What are you arguing about?"
The two dark elves immediately started complaining like children finding their parents: "This guy is trying to lead us out of prison, kill him!"
"Yes, kill this infidel!"
"Kill him!"
All of his kind joined in betraying Dindel.
Dingdel watched this scene silently, and the determined fighting spirit in his eyes gradually disappeared.
Miel sighed: "...Father Dindel didn't betray Shar, it was Shar's followers who abandoned him first."
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The author has something to say: This volume is about Tyndall, just as the second volume is about Locas and the third volume is about Amira.
A warning first: Tyndall is in a very miserable state. Readers with weak tolerance or who particularly like the character of Tyndall should read with caution.
However, everyone knows that Dindel and Atrak have made a pact, so although it is tragic, those who should rest in peace in their dreams have already rested in peace.
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