Chapter 548: 505 Continent Boiling (5K)_2

In summary, Darren publicly stated that those who embark on the “Path of Revelation” are—”Those who step onto the Path of Shadow are evil, while those who take the Path of Revelation must have something wrong with their brains.”

This statement was not wrong, for there had been Blood Receivers of the Path of Revelation who schemed against the Fischer family, carrying out many seemingly unrelated but linked actions through various roundabout methods, manipulating strangers to implement a terrible conspiracy in the hopes of bypassing the surveillance of the Lord of the Lost.

However, Karl exposed and eradicated him.

That person had a high talent on the Path of Revelation and had he not died, he would have certainly reached the 5th Rank in the future.

Yet, the reason he undertook such high-risk and no-profit activities was not to become stronger, nor did he harbor a hidden deep grudge against the Fischer family.

He did it purely as a test.

Observing silently, Karl was well aware that individuals on the Path of Revelation, if placed in another world, could easily become “Super Villains” or “enlightened monks.”

“Oh, I can offer you help, Moter,” Hecate narrowed her eyes.

Moter didn’t hesitate and continued, “I wish to inquire about something, it concerns ‘Reincarnators’…”

“Did you dream of something?” Hecate suddenly interrupted him.

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Moter was slightly taken aback; could she read minds? He had never mentioned his dreams about Lucius to anyone else!

A smile appeared on Hecate’s face as she said:

“Because in the Dawn Church, there’s more than one Reincarnator. This is not an isolated case; you’re not the only one who has come to ask me. Of course, I’ve already researched it… Moter, you are indeed cautious enough to have kept things hidden until now. So, I’m curious, who did you dream of in those dreams?”

“In fact, there’s a pattern… those who once were Blood Receivers will still be Blood Receivers after reincarnating… our souls can’t escape.”

She paused for a moment, correcting herself, “Oh, or perhaps I should say, our souls are forever sheltered by the great Lord of the Lost.”

Anxious, Moter quickly asked, “Wait, I want to know something. Is the person I keep seeing in my dreams over and over again my past life?”

“Generally speaking, yes… unless what you dreamt about was Andersen,” Hecate nodded slightly.

Struck by lightning, Moter could finally confirm today that his past life was indeed the first Family Head of the Fischer family, Lucius Fischer!

The legendary ancestor who sacrificed himself a hundred years ago to continue the family legacy!

He felt it was absurd. Although his personality shared similarities with Lucius as recorded, there were also many discrepancies.

After a long silence, Moter instinctively asked, “Andersen, who or what exactly is that? I’ve often heard of it. Many people shout in the Spirit Realm after dying and waking up again that they are Andersen.”

Hecate began to explain.

“Andersen is one of the Quasi-gods of the Claud World, sealed by the Gods because of the possibility of becoming a God. When the Spirit Realm appeared a hundred years ago, it became a… no, not quite, it should say a kind of…’Parasite.'”

Parasite?

Moter was stunned for a moment, not expecting such an answer.

Hecate nodded, a mysterious smile on her face, “If a person dies in the Spirit Realm, then their soul’s resistance drops to almost zero, and at that time, Andersen can take advantage of their vulnerable state. Afterward, the person repeatedly dreams of Andersen’s life while comatose.”

“And when they wake up, because of experiencing too much in the dreams, they come to believe that they are the Reincarnator of Andersen… with their soul gradually being eroded by the ‘Parasite.’

Moter felt a shiver down his spine, finding it utterly incomprehensible and couldn’t help but ask further, “So, how many times do they dream about Andersen before waking up like that?”

“It’s said that many people in a moment of unconsciousness, live more than one lifetime through dreams… that’s why they are so convinced of their identity as Andersen.”

More than a lifetime’s worth of dreams, no wonder so many people found it hard to distinguish reality from illusion!

Moter felt it was incredibly horrifying, but he quickly shook his head. Rather than those temporary irrelevant matters, the most crucial thing right now was his own situation.

“The person I dreamt about is… Lucius Fischer.”

“Oh? It’s actually Lucius!” Hecate’s eyes lit up for the first time, her face revealing a rare pleased expression.

Moter’s voice was filled with a bitter tremble, “How could I be him? So, am I really still Moter? Or am I just a fragment of him or something? And is it even possible that one day I’ll ‘Awaken’ and revert to being Lucius?”

“How shall I explain this to you? Let’s put it this way, the so-called ‘Awakening’ is definitely impossible because most things apart from the essence of the soul no longer exist,” Hecate said with a smile.

In the dim light, she looked profound and slowly narrated a story, “If a ship has been sailing the seas year after year, day after day, and in the end almost every plank has been replaced, with nothing original left except the ‘keel,’ is that ship that has undergone countless replacements still the same ship?”