The awakened demons vaguely understand that their direction of evolution is transcendence. They continually move towards transcendence, and once they truly transcend, when their conscience is restored, what will they feel looking back at what they did after awakening?
This is definitely a test of the human heart and surely constitutes a tragedy of human morality.
As Caroline was sighing, her gaze involuntarily turned back to Earl Mi.
Earl Mi is now under Angel’s control, unaware and insensible. But if it awakens again, becomes a Liberator, and its conscience is restored, what would happen?
Generally, once demons awaken, they first attack their own family and friends.
Suppose Earl Mi is the same. After transcending, it discovers that during its awakening, it killed or even consumed its closest kin and friends. Wouldn’t this cause Earl Mi to collapse? Could it truly achieve transcendence and liberation?
Ordinary humans, demons, demon people with demon bloodlines, awakened demons, Liberators—this entire closed loop is like a meticulously designed tragedy.
Because of this, Caroline repeatedly emphasizes that the Panic Realm is a gloomy world.
Caroline’s explanation has essentially revealed the "truth" Angel wanted to know.
The thing Angel most wants to know is whether it would be good or bad for him if Earl Mi were to awaken again? Would it become even more insane?
Now the answer is here: whether it’s good or bad needs dialectical consideration, but if Earl Mi awakens again, it becomes a Liberator.
A Liberator will restore its conscience, equivalent to returning to a normal human state. As for whether it will become cold-blooded again, that depends on the Liberator’s own character resilience.
However, even though there’s an answer about Earl Mi, Angel is even more curious about the Panic Realm.
Just as Caroline said, everything in the Panic Realm seems like a meticulously designed tragedy. Moreover, it’s a tragedy of human morality that is bound to be experienced.
If the stage of this tragedy is the entire Panic Realm, then who are the audience? And who designed such a script?
Angel voiced his doubts, and Caroline shook her head: "The audience might be us, the outsiders. But who designed this tragedy, I don’t know. Perhaps it’s the World Will of the Panic Realm, or maybe it’s more powerful Extraordinary Life forms leading it all."
Caroline sighed gently: "This was also the truth I once wanted to explore, but unfortunately, I can no longer do it now."
The mysteries of the universe are infinite, but human life is limited. Caroline’s self-pity slightly turned the atmosphere on the field towards sadness.
Angel was silent for a moment and softly said: "Existence is justified. The existence of the Soul is no different."
"As long as consciousness hasn’t perished and still exists in this world, the exploration of the end should not be stopped."
Hearing Angel’s words, Caroline was stunned. After a while, she let out a chuckle.
The laughter broke the silent atmosphere and dispersed the faint sorrow on the field.
"Am I being comforted by a little Wizard?" Caroline: "Though your comfort is overly idealistic, thank you. Angel, right, I remember your name. You’re much more endearing than that old Wise Sovereign."
Angel still replied earnestly: "This is not idealistic; it’s a fact."
"I’ve met people whose bodies and artifacts merged, but still waited for the flame to rekindle."
Caroline: "You’re talking about Cicia, right? I’m different from her."
Angel: "I’ve seen people confined in one place for ten thousand years, yet still hoped for hope to come."
Caroline: "You’re talking about the Wise Sovereign? Using him as an example, let’s forget it."
Angel did not respond to this but continued: "I’ve met those whose bodies have withered, whose souls are frail, but who haven’t given up exploring knowledge. I’ve met souls who died in youth, turned into souls, stayed alone among the undead, waiting for the Light."
"I’ve also encountered souls that have fallen into the Abyss, only their consciousness narrowly escaping, yet they haven’t given up searching for the future."
"Even such people are still exploring the end. Why would Lady Caroline feel she can’t explore the road ahead?"
Angel’s eyes lowered: "Perhaps my insight is shallow. I believe since the Quest World exists, it has its significance; if I were in Lady Caroline’s situation, I would probably find a way to explore the ’end’ of the Quest World, searching for the meaning of the Soul."
"Just as the Soul Witches often say, death is not the end; it’s the beginning of another journey."
After Angel finished speaking, the smile on Caroline’s face faded, as if she thought of something, and she fell into a brief contemplation.
The Wise Sovereign, on the other hand, watched Angel with a hint of astonishment in his eyes.
Angel’s words weren’t particularly resounding. A thousand years ago, after Caroline died, the Wise Sovereign had also said similar words, but Caroline didn’t listen at the time.
Perhaps it is because Angel is a stranger Caroline met for the first time? Humans often open their hearts to strangers and listen more to a stranger’s words.
If Caroline listened this time, the Wise Sovereign would indeed have to thank Angel.
Caroline didn’t contemplate for long, quickly returned to her usual state, and was even in the mood to joke.
"Should I change my moniker to: Flower of Angel, I wonder if it’s still in time?"
Angel: "..."
Seeing Angel’s speechless expression, Caroline laughed even louder. However, the thoughts covered by the laughter might only be known to her.
"Let’s put other topics aside and return to the main point; is there anything else you’re curious about?"
Angel immediately nodded: "Yes. Do you also know about the Frost Moon Alliance? Is what they say about the Panic Realm being barren true?"