Chapter 54
Xizel ignored the comic book readers' wails.
He died so gently, without any broken arms or legs, no blood or flesh, and no head or body separated. It was very gentle.
Look at other cartoons. The person is fine one second and breaks into two the next. That is a perfect interpretation of breaking apart on the spot.
What he needed to know now was what Xia Zuo and the others had done after his "death".
The black-haired boy flipped through the two pages about his faked death without any emotion, and came to the part he had not personally experienced.
——At the moment the building collapsed, Xia Zuo was swept away by Ursula's tentacles.
Even at this moment, he still tightly grasped the shattered crystal, his hair covering his eyes, without saying a word.
At this moment, Ursula was calmer than him. She swung her tentacles and, with the help of Ina Jess's talent for hiding her breath, broke out of the encirclement and temporarily came to a safe place.
César knew that her contract had been broken because he was wrapped in a layer of Sijoheim ore, which could completely block all of Ursula's perception.
——So, in her cognition, she was the one who could most clearly perceive the fact that César was dead.
The girl retracted her tentacles and disappeared.
She had never been talkative, and she had never smiled. But never before had she been plunged into such a blank, dead silence as she was now.
The comments on the forum were all speculating that her brain must have crashed and she couldn't think. When Xia Zuo spoke to her and she raised her head with a twisted and confused expression, they finally understood.
It wasn't that she couldn't react.
It was because she realized César's death that she had to desperately suppress her collapse and pain, and even became torn apart as if her soul had been pulled out.
The girl said woodenly, "He died in front of you..."
"...Shazo Freeman."
She could now read the images in people's minds. Obviously, she saw what Xia Zuo was recalling, everything that had just happened.
The brown-haired boy's pupils shrank slightly.
Then, he began to tremble uncontrollably as if in extreme pain.
He heard the sadness and questioning in Ursula's tone.
Chazelle Freeman.
It was because of your last name, and to save you, that Cesar died.
He shouldn't have died.
Xia Zuo clenched his teeth tightly. He felt something rolling out of his eye sockets, but he couldn't stop it at all.
Yes. Why did César die?
He should have been the one to die.
He knew that Ursula was right and that she should blame him. Even he himself resented his own powerlessness.
"If only I were stronger..." he murmured, "If only I were S-rank, or even higher..."
Ursula said no more.
She rolled up a fruit and threw it to Xia Zuo, saying woodenly, "Eat it. After you're done, it's time to leave."
They can't stay in the same place for too long.
Xia Zuo picked up the fruit.
In the comics, a desaturated memory scene appears behind him.
At that time, the black-haired boy smiled and said to him, "When will you give me another apple?"
He happily agreed.
——But I didn’t expect that there would never be a chance to give this apple away again.
Xia Zuo closed his eyes, trying to calm himself like his best friend. Feeling the hardness of the crystal in his palm, he said, "I'm going to the Eastwood Insane Prison."
"Nishizawa's family is there... I don't know what happened to him in the past, but... he needs to go back."
"Besides," the brown-haired boy took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "I don't believe Caesar is dead."
"He's such a smart guy... He'll definitely leave a way out for himself. Absolutely."
Ursula's gaze finally rested on him for a moment.
She seemed to have matured and calmed down overnight. "Xize once said that the key to entering the Eastwood Insane Prison is to have an S-level talent. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to find his place."
The girl continued expressionlessly, "I want to leave the continent and return to the Dead Sea of Della to devour my own kind to increase my strength."
"We agreed to meet in one year. One year from now, we'll meet again at the Eastwood Prison for the Insane."
Xia Zuo's gaze became firm again.
He said, "Okay."
…
After reading this, Xizel was thoughtful: "There was a forum post that made a very accurate analysis before. Once I die, it will be difficult for the two of them to continue traveling together."
As soon as he died, Ursula immediately proposed to return to the Dead Sea of Della.
She clearly wanted others to see her as an ordinary human girl, but now she completely accepted her identity as a monster and even took the initiative to return to that cruel and dark abyss in order to become stronger.
Cesar (expressionless): My conscience pangs a little.
He went back to the forum and saw the post that predicted that "Cesare Crest's death will be the beginning of the next plot" was pushed to the top.
Obviously, the protagonist group is now completely separated, and the protagonist is alone again. He has to be promoted from A to S within a year and go to Eastwood Prison for the Insane. Not only does he want his best friend to return home, but he also wants to know his friend's past.
After getting a general understanding, Xizel turned off the projection and took a final look at his new character.
Then he called Ben out and calmly asked, "I'm going to leave here to preach. Can you get me out of Eastwood Prison safely?"
"Of course, Master."
Although he was a little confused, Ban still agreed obediently.
——Then he saw that in just half an hour, the black-haired boy experienced many accidents that would never have happened before, such as stones breaking above his head, stone pillars collapsing, and hanging ladders breaking.
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He looked at the calm expression on the black-haired boy's face and immediately admired the young patriarch's mentality even more. He had previously given him some structural drawings of buildings and weapons, which were also very feasible.
Although Ban has a spiritual talent, as Crest's butler, he has never slacked off in physical skills. In addition, César himself has a very fast reaction speed, so he walked out of the prison without any danger.
Looking at Xizel walking away alone, Ban hesitated to speak, fearing that the young patriarch would disappear if he went out.
——I can still block conspiracies and schemes, but what's the big deal about this unexpected accident?!
César didn't care about Ben's thoughts as he had already left. To prevent any unexpected incidents, he chose the simplest way of walking instead of using any means of transportation that might break apart physically.
Before he appears again and gains recognition with his new identity, he needs to be careful enough to avoid being killed by the comic world.
In a desolate wilderness, a divine messenger, dressed in a white and gold ritual robe, raised his hood and walked barefoot on the ground. Even so, his body was spotless, not even the soles of his feet were stained.
It was as if there was a divine power that was invisible to the naked eye, separating him from the filthy mortal world.
His eyes were covered with silk cloth embroidered with golden patterns, and he wore a holy silver ring on his wrist. Even when he lifted his clothes and walked, he had an indelible divinity.
César named herself Christine.
In reality, the name means "follower of God."
After a few exciting days of stopping and walking, during which he almost died many times, he finally arrived at a fringe area where humans live.
This marginal area is called the Wasteland, and it is one of the poorest marginal areas in the Federation. At the same time, the public security is also very poor. There are almost no security facilities outside the area, and anyone can enter.
Xizel tilted his head, smiled, and calmly asked Comic Will, "With my physique that attracts spiritual talents, do you think I can find one here?"
Generally speaking, people with this type of talent don't have very good physical fitness or physical skills. As long as they control their thoughts and make sufficient preparations, they can be defeated successfully by using the unexpected method of "still life manipulation".
What's more, he can save and load files.
Even though he is still affected by the negative buff of "Death is Coming", as long as he can save and load the game, even if the chance is only 1%, he can make it 100%.
Xizel changed into ordinary clothes, restrained his aura, blended into the crowd, and collected information about the area without attracting any attention.
After all, waiting for the holder of spiritual talent to appear on his own is not a wise choice.
He needs to actively hunt.
The situation in the wasteland was pretty much as he'd expected. Though poor, it housed a large number of relatively high-ranking and gifted criminals. It was too far from the Federal Center and the patrol tower, making them difficult to apprehend. Their strength was also far from the minimum admission threshold for Eastwood Insane Prison, so unless a lunatic suddenly appeared, they could live comfortably.
And César also began his own selection.
His purpose for wanting a spiritual gift was simple. What could be a more suitable messenger of God to bring light and comfort to people than a gift that could soothe them?
Of course, if there was a talent like healing, he wouldn't refuse it either, but it was just that this talent was much rarer than spiritual talents.
Finally, after three days of patiently collecting intelligence in the wilderness, he finally locked onto his prey.
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