Chapter 1167: When You Wake Up (IV.)

In Grofa's opinion, all the teleportation resources added up were not enough to take away all the 183 "sober ones" in the shelter, and Anthony outside the door could not support it for too long, so he could only choose some of them to take away, and the rest of the poor children could only be abandoned in Akron, allowing them to be swallowed by the void.

This thought made Grophas both bitter and helpless, and he even suspected that if he really made such a cold decision, he might be burdened with guilt forever, and even violate the rules of the paladin, lose the favor of Perot, and become a sinner.

Fortunately, Roland's next answer saved him.

"There's nothing to calculate, I have a way to take everyone here!"

Roland took out the "Sanctuary Scepter" from the storage bag, and without saying a word, first took Lyudmila, Audrey, and Holden into it, and then walked around the Vault, putting Jessica and the other "Sober Ones" into the Scepter along with Maria, the nanny, and the entire Vault was only himself, Corofa, Anthony, who was playing the harp to resist the invasion of the Void, and Holmonks, who was in the crystal jar.

Roland again persuaded Holmonx to go with him, but the answer he received was still refusal.

"Higgs is dead, I have to die, otherwise Higgs's will will split from my personality, once Higgs's personality is resurrected, the evil god will come again with the power attached to him, a new Akron will be created, everything will be restored to its original state, or there will be innocent victims who will be drawn into nightmares and forced to go mad or die from the madness of others."

The old man in the jar seemed to be choking.

"I don't want to see the tragedy that happened here repeated, so I'm going to bury myself in this nightmare city and completely cut off the causal thread of Akron's rebirth."

Roland was speechless. Higgs was right, Holmens once again made the extremely irrational choice of "sacrificing himself for the benefit of others", but who is in a position to laugh at the courage and kindness of this old man and deny the sacrifice he made?

"Okay, Nian relatives, don't feel sorry for me, I've lived too long, I have no regrets about this world, before parting, I have some small gifts for you." Holmens motioned for Roland to open the jar, "Pull out those magic crystal fragments on my head, they contain the spiritual energy that I have accumulated for many years, and now I don't need it, you take it and divide it, as a thank you for everything you have done for the children of the Vault, I don't see their future, but I believe ...... They will have a future! ”

Hearing the old man's words, Roland almost burst into tears. Grofer's eyes were also red, and he shook his shoulder hard.

Roland nodded knowingly, and pulled out the magic chips one by one from the brain tissue with a sad heart. These high-purity magic chips themselves are excellent materials for making spiritual weapons, and they are connected to the spirit of Holmonx, and a large amount of spiritual energy has been stored for a long time, which has been transformed into a substance similar to the Upanisha.

Roland quickly identified a total of five magic chips, each of which was equivalent to an "enhanced psionic talent" Upanisha, but the structure was not as stable as the real Upanishads, and it had to be absorbed as soon as possible, otherwise the psionic energy stored inside would dissipate on its own.

Roland himself left a magic chip and gave three to Grova, two of which were for Audrey and Holden, and the two "little radish heads" had a treasure hunt in vain, and it would be pitiful if they didn't get any benefits, and it was worth the trip to get a magic crystal.

The last chip, Roland, was going to keep it for Jessica. He failed to fulfill his promise to help Jessica find her parents, and forced Anthony to erase her memories after she learned of her father's death, and he felt a little sorry for this little girl with amazing psionic talents, and this chip was a little compensation.

"Master Holmonks, can you tell me which evil god created Akron in your dreams?" Before parting, Roland asked one last question.

"Are you sure you want to know? It's not good for you. "Holmonx's life is kept alive by psionic energy, and after removing the head chip, his life is counting down, and his telepathy has become weaker and weaker.

"I want to know who is responsible for all this suffering, and if there is a chance in the future to avenge you, Jessica's parents, and all the innocent people who have unfortunately died here, I must at least know - who is our common enemy!" Roland's tone was heavy, his words were sonorous, and his eyes were unusually bright, as if two flames were burning in the depths of his pupils.

Holmens was deeply touched by his words, and after a moment of silence, he whispered, "Well, I can tell you, but you have to promise me one condition, until you really have the ability to seek revenge against the evil god, please don't risk your own life, let alone tell others its name, and don't involve more irrelevant people." ”

Roland nodded solemnly.

"The name of the evil god is ......" Holmonx sent a string of obscure Akron letters into Roland's mind, "Farewell, young man, this dream...... It's time to wake up. ”

"Farewell, Master, there will never be a nightmare to disturb your sleep again."

Roland's nose was sour, he bowed deeply to the old man in the crystal jar, and turned to walk out of the small room that was about to be swallowed by nothingness.

Outside the gates of Vault Thirteen, Anthony still insists on playing the piano, doing everything in his power to fight the void forces that surround the isolated island.

After Maria was taken into the Scepter of Asylum by Roland, Grofa took over her job and continued to release magic to replenish Antony's strength and dispel fatigue, but this was only to quench his thirst, and both of them were already exhausted.

"It's time to leave."

Roland held the hands of Anthony and Grofa respectively, and cast the 5-ring magic "Otherworldly Teleportation" while concentrating on the scene of the underground altar at the bottom of the uncanny lake.

A circle of silver light rose from the ground, and the figures of the three quickly disappeared. Almost at the same time, a tide of darkness rushed in, engulfing the shelter behind them. The last lamp of reason in Akron was extinguished in endless darkness, and when he woke up, everything was nothing.

Roland's luck was good, the notoriously unreliable "Otherworldly Teleportation" was extremely accurate this time, and directly sent him, Anthony, and Grofa to the altar at the bottom of the Terror Lake.

The treasure hunt took three days to go back and forth, and the water-sheltering barrier at the bottom of the lake was still maintained. As soon as they stepped down from the altar, the barrier began to shrink, and the altar crumbled with a roar.

"Akron no longer exists, and the altar that opened the portal has no purpose, so let's hurry back to shore." Roland looked at Anthony who looked tired, "Can you still hold on?" ”

"Nonsense, I'm an iron man who never tires!" Anthony stuffed the lyre into a storage bag, replaced it with a violin, and pulled it up, the magic of the sound of the violin driving away the approaching water.