Chapter 1352: Chapter 534: The Little Ice Cube and the Tentacle Monster (Part 4)
After speaking, Leila’s figure began to turn transparent, as if merging into the background of the maze:
"I will be here waiting for your good news. Remember, true emotions are precious, but they can also be dangerous.
Be careful not to get lost in false beauty, and don’t let excessive pain devour you."
As she disappeared, the mirrors in the maze began to operate more actively.
The three of them started to slowly move along the mirror corridor, with each step revealing a new scene in the surrounding mirrors.
Some scenes were so beautiful they were intoxicating, while others were so painful they were unbearable to watch.
At the first corner, Nari suddenly stopped in her tracks.
In front of her, a huge mirror displayed the scene of the Abyss Fifth Layer.
But this version of the Abyssal Palace was dead silent and desolate.
In the hall of the palace, a lonely figure was silently weeping.
It was Nari herself, but her tentacles were all withered and dim, her eyes full of despair.
The voice from the mirror sounded mournful and pleading:
"Forever alone... No one will truly love a monster like you...
Even that child will eventually leave you, just like everyone else..."
"No! This isn’t true!"
Nari’s voice began to tremble, her hands twisting anxiously under her cloak:
"My baby won’t leave me! He loves me!"
But the scenes in the mirror became even more brutal.
In the mirror, Ron was saying something to the outside Nari, his face full of disgust and fear.
Though the sound couldn’t be heard, his lip movements revealed that he was saying:
"I have never truly accepted a monster like you."
Nari let out a painful roar, clenching her six hands into fists, her body beginning to emit dangerous energy fluctuations.
The apostle’s nature began awakening, the rational facade slowly peeling away.
"Mom!"
Ron hurriedly let go of Aselia, grabbing Nari’s arm:
"That’s fake! It’s all fake! Can’t you feel the warmth of our bloodline resonance?"
However, just as Nari’s emotions slightly stabilized, another mirror lit up.
Aselia’s figure suddenly froze.
Unlike Nari’s frenzy, her pain was introverted and profound.
Her exquisitely carved little face lost all color, her golden eyes devoid of any light, filled with sadness and self-doubt.
The scene in the mirror was familiar yet strange.
It was a laboratory from long ago, where Panadora was facing Aselia, speaking coldly.
Although the specific content couldn’t be heard, Panadora’s expression and gestures showed she was expressing some sort of rejection.
The Aselia in the mirror—still in her complete Dragon Race form—was filled with disbelief and extreme pain.
Her belly had already been slashed open, desperately trying to extend her dragon claw.
But Panadora had already begun manipulating the paralysis device to enhance the effect.
"It is said that anger can increase the Dragon Species’ energy concentration; it seems it’s true..."
The cold voice of Panadora injecting a serum emanated from the mirror:
"Good, keep looking at me with those eyes, your blood energy concentration is already rising."
The Aselia outside the mirror, however, did not show any anger, only murmured almost inaudibly to herself:
"No... she said... we are... family..."
Her eyes lost their usual pride and confidence, replaced by a deep-seated self-doubt.
The pride of the Ancient Dragon Race gradually shattered at this moment, revealing the vulnerable soul deep inside that longed for recognition and affection.
The just-pacified Nari, upon seeing Aselia’s lost and distraught state, found her maternal instinct overwhelming her anger.
She awkwardly moved forward, gently patting the young girl’s head with one hand.
"Hey, little ice cube,"
She said gruffly, with an uncharacteristic tenderness in her tone:
"Don’t listen to the crap this broken mirror tells you, it’s that idiot Panadora who’s blind enough to lose a precious partner like you."
Nari’s words, though crude, contained sincerity that made Aselia lift her head slightly.
"And," Nari continued, even somewhat stammering:
"I... I think you’re amazing. Though you’ve shrunk down, your wisdom is still there. We... we are all Ron’s family, we should take care of each other."
This awkward comfort from an otherwise contentious Abyssal Apostle surprisingly brought a special warmth to Aselia.
She wiped the tears from the corner of her eye, trying to puff up her little chest again:
"Who... who needs your comfort! I just... just got dust in my eye!"
Ron watched the rare warm moment between the two "family" members, a wave of warmth filling his heart.
But he also realized that these mirrors had highly targeted attacks.
They precisely hit each person’s most vulnerable inner parts.
"Mom, Aselia," he said softly:
"These mirrors do reflect our inner fears and pain, but what they reflect may not be true.
Memories can deceive us, especially those accompanied by intense emotions, often distorted by our subjective feelings."
Just then, Leila’s voice echoed in the maze once again:
"It seems you have started to experience the power of memories.
Painful, sweet, regrettable, beautiful... every emotion has left an indelible mark on our memories."
Her figure reassembled not far away, sympathy on her face:
"But you must understand that these corridors in the maze only magnify your pain and fears.
Their existence is to make visitors aware of the destructive power of negative emotions."
Leila took a few steps closer, her voice becoming increasingly persuasive:
"Thus, the logic of the ’Mirror of Honesty’ is exactly the opposite—it will never reflect negative emotions.
The real Key is hidden in the most glorious and positive memory reflections in your life.
That undeniable strength and glory are the only ’real’ truths that will not be distorted."
This sounded philosophical and logically made sense.
Nari and Aselia, who had just experienced emotional turmoil, were immediately convinced by this "explanation".
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