Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 142 - 34 ã€Gaze】VSã€Domination】(6K)
Chapter 142: 34 ã€Gaze】VSã€Domination】(6K) Chapter 142: 34 ã€Gaze】VSã€Domination】(6K) Drifting within the Thought Amber for too long had greatly affected Hallman’s brain, causing him to forget many things.
But some things, he still remembered.
For instance, the day their Supreme Lord—Lyra—pleaded for their help.
A divine entity asking for help from its followers was unheard of, not only in the Church of Lyra but also in any other church, so much so that at first, Hallman thought the message he received was a mistake, until the Bishop of the Sky Tower, Oliver, convened him and four other Bishops, solemnly announcing the dire situation.
Lyra was in peril, and it was an unprecedented crisis—a newly born abomination was emerging from Lyra’s very being and attempting to kill Lyra.
Upon receiving this news from Oliver, the rest of the Bishops fell into a prolonged Silence, but the shock on their faces said it all.
And they knew what Oliver said was true, for Lyra’s pleas for help were becoming more urgent by the day.
It was as if, any moment now, He would not be able to hold on any longer.
“What should we do?” Hallman couldn’t help but ask, “If even the Lord cannot withstand this entity, can we truly be of any help?”
This was the doubt shared by the other three Bishops.
“Of course, we can,” Oliver said.
“The Lord is at a disadvantage right now only because He has divided a significant amount of His power among us.
Now, we must return that power to Him and assist Him in combating this newly born abomination.”
“Do you mean we should enter the Thought Amber?”
“Yes.”
“…For how long?”
“That depends on when the Lord can destroy the new abomination,” Oliver said.
“But conservatively speaking, it’s going to be at least a year.”
The Bishops once again fell into Silence because they were all too familiar with the Thought Amber.
As the only device that could connect directly to Lyra’s essence, it wasn’t easy to use.
Staying inside, one would lose consciousness, memories would blur, much like a person drowning, but never dying, endlessly sinking in agony.
Even for the Archbishops, who were known for their resilient character and will, they normally wouldn’t stay in the Thought Amber for more than a day.
But this time, they were talking about years?
“I know this will be painful,” Oliver said, noticing the hesitation in the hearts of the other Bishops, and spoke slowly, “but we have no other choice.
The Lord needs our help.
If the Lord collapses, the new abomination…”
He paused.
“Will unleash catastrophes of unimaginable scale, and all of Lyra City will be dragged into Hell.”
“So now is the time for us to dedicate ourselves.”
After Oliver had finished, another Bishop spoke up: “We do not fear dedication; after all, we are the ones closest to the Lord.
But I have two questions.”
“Speak freely, Bishop Weisen.”
“Alright,” Bishop Weisen nodded and said plainly.
“First, can the combined strength of us five truly aid the Lord in defeating the new abomination?
Second, once we enter the Thought Amber for an extended period, we will lose direct control over the lower echelons.
If anything happens in Lyra City during that time, we will know nothing and be unable to respond.
Lyra will be in a state of chaos for years.”
“I understand your concerns, Bishop Weisen,” Oliver said as he nodded.
“I can answer your second question now.
First and foremost, we must trust in the Lord’s mighty power.
Once we stabilize the Lord’s situation, the order of the lower echelons of Lyra will not change.
As long as that order remains intact, everything else is a minor issue.
We can trust completely in our Skeleton Corps and Night Star Army.
After all, it’s not just us guarding Lyra.”
“As for the first question, I cannot give you a direct answer, but what I can tell you is that recapturing our powers is not the only measure the Lord has.
He has ways to truly kill that abomination.
If all goes well, we won’t need to stay in the Thought Amber too long; perhaps in six months, we can celebrate our victory here.”
“But before that, my friends, please persevere.”
“The future of Lyra is in our hands now.”
At this point, Hallman’s memory began to blur.
But not completely.
After the other three Bishops left, Oliver kept him behind alone, and he still remembered Oliver’s expression—more serious than ever before.
“Hallman, please contact the Night Star Team and have them set off as soon as possible.
And tell Gerard, he is our only hope.”
“Our perseverance is all but to wait for his return.”
After that, there was only descent into oblivion.
Hallman had no idea how long he had actually spent in the Thought Amber.
He felt as though he had been there for ages, yet it seemed to have been but a moment, many times his vague memories of leaving the Thought Amber would start with his two questions.
“What year is it now?”
“Has Night Star returned yet?”
And end with the same answers.
“Year 236.”
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“No, not yet.”
Was it an illusion?
It felt as though this conversation had happened many times before.
He had thought he had persevered for a long time.
Could it be that not even a year has passed?
It seems his will was too weak after all.
The other four Bishops surely wouldn’t falter like him.
After a brief rest, Hallman’s thoughts gradually became clearer.
Though he relished the fresh air and the feeling of being alive on the outside, he knew he had to return to the Thought Amber soon.
He couldn’t make Lyra wait too long, and he needed to continue to buy Gerard time.
