The originally deafening space suddenly fell silent.

Everything outside seemed to drift away from the two of them.

Looking at the woman before her, Celine almost couldn't help but shed tears—though this body no longer possessed the ability to cry. She wanted to step forward and embrace her, but stopped halfway, seeing her own rough tentacles.

Instead, the other party took the initiative to approach, unhesitatingly holding her tendrils.

"It's not like I haven't seen a Carrier before, what are you being shy about?"

The same familiar, kind tone.

Familiar face and voice made Celine unable to restrain her emotions any longer, she spread all her tentacles and hugged Eleanor.

"Now you can tell me all about what happened, right?" the other woman said with a smile.

"My Lady, can you first tell me about the situation outside?" After calming down a little, Celine remembered her mission—the existence of this consciousness space proved that the God-Made God had not crashed to the ground as the enemy had expected, but she still wanted to hear news of safety outside.

"Although it's still falling, we should be able to reduce the speed to a safe range before it crashes." Eleanor paused here, "Speaking of which, this thing is a creation of the devils, isn't it? I saw a lot of God's Punishment Witches—we can already attack the enemy's cities? Akalys... she actually succeeded..."

Celine finally felt relieved, "This... things are probably different from what you think, and it would take a long time to explain."

"Consciousness communication is perfect for long speeches," Eleanor sighed. "Come on, I'm ready."

"Yes." Celine nodded her main tentacle, "Then I'll start from after you merged with the Central Carrier..."

...

It took a long time before she stopped talking.

"... So that's how it is." When Eleanor spoke again, her tone was full of emotion, "In the end, neither Akalys nor Nataya won, but mankind was reunited as a whole. But I'm curious, can such a person really appear among mortals?"

"It took us a long time to accept this. Agatha, who had recruited ordinary people before, adapted relatively quickly. If it weren't for her, this process would have been even more tortuous."

"I remember that name." Eleanor blinked, "A young genius Awakened."

"You actually remember her," Celine said in surprise, "Of the witches who have survived to this day, only she has retained her original appearance." Saying this, she hesitated for a moment before asking, "Lady Eleanor, can you recall what you experienced in the Central Carrier?"

The other party slowly shook her head, "In fact, I don't even know who I am. The name Eleanor is not accurate, because I am also Qiaowei, Lier, Salishi... all the witches who merged with the Central Carrier together make up the current me. I can remember everything before the merge, but it's not like that in the center. It's hard for me to describe the specific feeling, chaotic, confusing, it's not as simple as not being able to see or hear, it's like consciousness is stripped into several parts, and only a small part can remain normal." She pondered for a long time, "Well... if I really want to think about it, the only thing I can remember are those arithmetic problems and the analysis of the magic core."

"Then how did you get here?" Celine asked in surprise.

"I don't know, maybe it's like seeing a beam of light piercing through the chaos, and rushing towards it no matter what?"

So that's how it is, for me at the time, you were also that light in the darkness...

Celine was silent for a while before suppressing the emotions surging in her heart.

Thinking about how smoothly I entered this place, it is likely related to the Soul Mother modified by Nasopeller. Compared to the Central Carrier of the underground civilization, this "carrier" is probably more suitable for their consciousness. This is not difficult to understand, after all, judging from the many heads shown by Mask, its way of thinking should also be complex and diverse. If it cannot coordinate these consciousnesses, the first to suffer backlash will definitely be itself.

It is also because this side is more suitable for Lady Eleanor that she was "attracted" here the moment the magic power was connected.

Now that she still exists after the Network disappeared, it means that the Carrier in Neverwinter has become an empty shell again, and Eleanor is currently in the Devil's Soul Mother.

After Celine briefly described her analysis, the other party nodded in agreement, "That's what I thought too. I didn't expect to become a devil after so long, this ending is a bit unexpected. But that Devil Lord named Mask really did a thorough job of the transformation, this body didn't even retain the ability to act at all, it's almost like it was done on purpose."

Unable to act means that the message cannot be transmitted out of Mist Lake, and naturally no one will notice the changes at the bottom of the obelisk. As long as the tower continues to produce Red Mist, the Soul Mother will definitely be safe and sound—Mask's move undoubtedly falls on the blind spot of his own people.

"As long as we know who you are, it doesn't matter what the container is like." Celine swayed her main tendril, her voice filled with irrepressible anticipation, "The other merged witches must also agree, which is why they let you reappear as the Third Seat. When we return to Neverwinter, Pasha and the others will be overjoyed!"

"I would also love to see them," Eleanor looked into the distance, "But I can't go that far."

Celine paused slightly, "Why?"

"The Godstone beneath the obelisk is nearing depletion, and will soon be completely ineffective. And the Soul Mother will die with it—after all, it is still a devil, and cannot move freely like the Carrier." She replied easily, "The last thing I can do for you is to let this city land slowly."

Celine froze instantly.

She realized that she had forgotten something very important. The God-Made God's over-limit ascent and deceleration were both based on overdrafting the Godstone mine, and just now when she amplified the effect of the obelisk, using the "Network" to connect to the Western Region, it even exhausted the little remaining magic power. Whether Mask's second plan succeeds or not, this is an irreversible thing.

"There's nothing to be sad about." Eleanor lowered her eyes, "Your efforts have allowed me to see this world again, and unlike four hundred years ago, this time mankind is full of hope... this is already the greatest reward."

"But—"

Eleanor raised her hand to interrupt her, "Actually, this is not a bad thing. If I don't appear, everything will remain the same, but if I come back, it might bring a lot of trouble, and even be harmful rather than beneficial to the situation."

"How is that possible?" Celine shook her main tendril repeatedly in rebuttal, "Everyone will only be greatly encouraged!"

"You said that the witches are now led by a mortal king, right? What would he think if he knew that a Third Seat from the Age of the Union suddenly appeared in the united front? Who would Taqila listen to, would his opinion still be the only one... even if you deny it, you can't eliminate this suspicion. Over time, it will eventually become a crack. As a member of the Investigation Society, you usually only focus on magic research, so it's normal if you don't understand these things—so the safest way is to maintain the status quo."

Celine didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Since Akalys and Nataya fell, I've understood one thing." Eleanor sighed softly, "I am beyond the extraordinary, but not a qualified leader. Not competing may be an advantage for ordinary people, but it is definitely not suitable for being a guide. At the critical moment when the Union was facing division, I still didn't make my own choice, which is essentially an escape."

"My Lady..."

"You don't need to comfort me. Whether I supported the Starfall Queen or the Sun Chasing Queen at the time would have turned the situation into a two-on-one, in that case, the Union might not have split. But facing this decision that affected the future destiny of the entire race, I finally gave up on expressing my opinion, which made the ending irreversible." Her gaze was complicated, and her thoughts seemed to return to that most difficult moment, "Later, merging with the Central Carrier was the only compensation I could make. Now that I have gathered everyone's will and reviewed this matter, I am even more certain of my judgment—I am not a suitable person for the Third Seat, even if I return, I cannot lead you to do better, so this ending is already very good... talk to me before the obelisk collapses."

"You can talk for as long as you want." Celine took a deep breath, "But if I don't do anything now, I will definitely regret it in the future. No matter what, I hope you will talk to Roland in person."

"Celine—"

"Maybe you're right, but that's for the king." She lowered her main tentacle firmly, "At least he's like you in one thing—if you say you're the most unsuitable Third Seat, then he's the least king-like king I've ever seen."