Chapter 506: The Protagonist
Chapter 506: The Protagonist
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Black Tide Island.
A place unrelated to Lindsey, yet he often heard its name, and now it floated into his mind.
Lindsey looked at the girl leaning against him:
"Wah Wah Wah, why do you think you were dragged into this world?"
Wah Wah Wah replied without hesitation:
"I was exploring the Illusionary Dream, and when I reached the seaside, I suddenly felt dizzy and ended up here."
Lindsey confirmed, "So, you didn't cross any Impressional Gateway or Illusionary Dream entrance?"
Wah Wah Wah nodded seriously, "I'm certain, absolutely not!"
"..."
"Even though the Seven Seas Alliance has a long history, the number of Eighth Stage Artists must be limited."
Lindsey sighed.
The next words might put a lot of psychological pressure on Wah Wah Wah.
But during his adventures, he had learned something, and it was crystal clear to him.
The more dangerous the moment, the more crucial it was to be open about vital information, not withholding it due to various concerns, as that could lead to fatal misunderstandings.
So, Lindsey spoke up, "Wah Wah Wah, the Eighth Stage Artist on Black Tide Island should have created Illusionary Dreams, right?"
As soon as Lindsey finished speaking, Wah Wah Wah's youthful face froze, and her tone became hesitant, "Probably... I think so."
Lindsey continued, "Then, do you think this world might be his creation?"
Once an Illusionary Dream is created, it becomes an independent, functioning world.
Even if the creator dies, it won't affect its existence.
Now, with all this information, Lindsey couldn't help but consider this possibility.
"..."
Facing this question, Wah Wah Wah fell silent.
Her experiences and background still cast a shadow over her heart, making her reluctant to think in this direction.
But after Lindsey's suggestion, Wah Wah Wah couldn't help but consider the possibility that her current situation was connected to her past.
Wah Wah Wah's heart suddenly made up her mind:
"Lindsey, don't worry about me. You guys should leave now!"
"This world is likely related to the artist of Black Tide Island, and whenever that guy is involved, it's never safe!"
"You must leave immediately!"
Hearing this, Alarson, lying nearby, rolled his eyes.
The one-armed painter began to wonder if his impulsive decision would lead to his demise.
He had been enjoying a peaceful life.
He heard about the Seven Seas Alliance's art festival and wanted to attend, but who would have thought he'd get entangled in such a situation?
And now, an Eighth Stage Fallen Artist was involved!
Alarson lay down on the raft, feeling a bit disheartened, "I'm telling you, what's your background, you two?"
"One person's skills are unheard of, unseen, and so bizarre they can't be described; the other is connected to an Eighth Stage Fallen Artist."
"Is this a place where an ordinary Fifth Stage painter like me should be?"
Although Alarson complained, he picked up his brush and activated his Source Essence after lying down.
He had no intention of leaving.
Alarson's attitude was simple.
Since he had embarked on this adventure, he would never abandon his companions or give up halfway!
Lindsey's response was even simpler.
He reached out and patted Wah Wah Wah's head, saying firmly yet gently, "Wah Wah Wah, you know my answer."
"..."
In an instant, the girl's eyes began to redden.
She lowered her gaze, not wanting others to see her expression, and quickly said, "The master of Black Tide Island is a creator."
"Scripts, paintings, music, songs, and everything related to the art of creation, are all within her repertoire of skills."
Upon hearing this explanation, Lindsey's eyes widened in realization.
This fallen artist had the ability to create scripts, which in the artist system, meant... Fate Scripts!
Lindsey glanced at his attribute panel and then at the lively Wah Wah Wah before him.
Numerous past doubts flooded his mind.
A sense of foreboding grew stronger at this moment.
"... "
Lindsey walked straight to the edge of the raft and began laying out the wooden planks generously on the sea's surface.
In the blink of an eye, a large expanse of tightly connected wooden boards appeared on the water.
"Hmm, the area should be sufficient."
Lindsey nodded slightly.
Then, right in front of Alarson and Wah Wah Wah, he pulled out his shop and laid it on the wooden foundation floating on the sea.
At the shop's entrance, the mind-controlled Seraphina was still sitting at the service counter, her mind absent.
Lindsey took two steps into the shop and pulled Seraphina away from the counter, temporarily freeing her from the mind control that had enslaved her.
Seraphina remained in the throes of her torment, her mind still captive.
The prolonged restriction on her consciousness had left her thoughts in disarray.
"My hero, is this my punishment?" Seraphina asked, her eyes filled with pain and her voice trembling with passion.
"Not submitting to the script but making the right judgment, that's the best outcome!"
"Those who play with fate deserve this torment!"
"I didn't bring you out to discuss feelings and thoughts with you." Lindsey said coldly, "I ask you, what would happen if a Tier Eight Artist were to peep at the request of the following text:
"I'm asking you, what would happen if a Tier Eight Artist were to peep at them a random teleportation potion, just in case."
Seraphina answered honestly:
"If a Tier Eight Artist were to peep, that's absolutely impossible."
Lindsey continued to press:
"If it's just related matters, what if they catch a glimpse?"
Seraphina still shook her head:
"They'd only be shrouded in mist, it's impossible to see through them."
Lindsey's heart sank:
"What if the fate they peeped was Tier Seven?"
"That would definitely cause severe brain damage..." Seraphina answered, but her expression suddenly changed, "So that's it! My hero, the test of fate doesn't come from..."
Before Seraphina could finish her sentence, Lindsey pushed her back.
The girl immediately became a store clerk, once again losing her ability to react.
"Phew."
With this answer, Lindsey took a deep breath.
Many experiences flooded his mind.
Why did the artist who viewed the fate script go insane?
If this damage truly came from a Tier Eight Awakened, why could the Tier Six actor Fenna easily undo the harm Seth received?
The Illusory Dream's rampage didn't appear at the opening of the art festival.
To be precise, it only happened after Wah Wah Wah successfully advanced to Tier Six!
On the task bar of the attribute panel.
The true protagonist described in the [Rewritten Fate Script] was...?
After Lindsey had these thoughts, the [Illusory Maze] task also showed a [Completed] state.
Unraveling the truth, the task of returning to the real world was already fulfilled in advance.
Now that the task was shown as completed, it could only mean the former had also met the requirements.
... Unraveling the truth.
"So that's how it is..."
At this moment, a thunderous roar echoed across the sea.
Lindsey looked into the distance.
The once calm dark sea suddenly became restless, waves churning, and shadows giving birth to a looming crisis.
(End of Chapter)
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