Caesar had a strange dream.
In his dream, he saw a colossal serpent, as vast as a mountain.
The serpent was covered in huge, dark green, almost black scales, and from the gaps between the scales, white feathers, stained with pale yellow grease, protruded. It even had a pair of wings on its back that could unfurl, and with each beat, the giant serpent circled and flew between the dark sky and the blue sea.
An ancient, decayed bronze Door slowly opened above the serpent, and countless eerie creatures peered out from within. Some were made of bones, others were rotten all over, filled with the aura of death.
The overall scene, while terrifying and bizarre, also seemed to carry a hint of sacredness.
Caesar looked at the giant serpent, and for some reason, in his dream, he didn't find it terrifying at all.
The giant serpent circled once, finally revealing its face to him—it was a human face, and in the eye sockets of this human face, pale white flames burned.
Caesar and the giant serpent stared at each other.
Then he saw that the giant serpent's eyes, burning with pale white flames, suddenly filled with terror. It was as if Caesar, who was staring back at it, was an existence even more dangerous than it!
It's wary of me?
Caesar was a little surprised. He was about to speak when he realized he couldn't move at all; he was nailed to a rack, and upside down at that! The dark sky in his eyes was actually the ground, and the blue sea was actually the sky.
After that, he suddenly woke up.
Slowly sitting up, Caesar realized he seemed to be in a room at the Evil Dragon Bar. Looking down, he was lying on a long chair, his jacket covering him.
"You're awake?"
A calm voice sounded from beside him.
Caesar looked in the direction of the speaker, and a very distinctive man immediately came into view.
The man had bronze skin, black hair, and brown eyes, with gentle features. From his appearance, he was probably only thirty or forty years old, but his eyes revealed an indescribable weariness, as if he had seen all of life and remained unperturbed.
He looked at Caesar with a strange expression, as if recalling some past event, appearing sad and lonely.
Caesar felt like he looked a little familiar.
Ah, yes, his face was very similar to the human face on that giant serpent!
The reason I fainted was because I saw something pale white.
I can't look at him!
Caesar quickly closed his eyes, turned his head, hugged the back of the chair, flipped over, and jumped behind the long chair. As he landed, his right hand also touched the holster in his arms.
This person is definitely out of the ordinary!
Caesar had previously been shocked by seeing the True Creator or the Hidden Sage, but those were due to rituals or illusions, merely glimpsing the phantom of an evil god. But this time, being face-to-face with the other party, his golden finger couldn't even react in time, and his brain shut down as a self-preservation measure.
And this also showed that the man he saw was definitely a powerful Beyonder.
"No need to close your eyes, I've already withdrawn all my aura."
The man's gentle voice came over.
"I am a Nighthawk. Attacking me means being an enemy of the Goddess Church."
Caesar warned the other party as if he hadn't heard him, still tightly closing his eyes, fumbling to draw his revolver.
"I have no ill intentions; I just didn't expect you to be so sensitive, able to perceive the mystery about me." The man's tone seemed a little helpless. "And if I really wanted to harm you, why wouldn't I do it while you were unconscious?"
He seemed to have a point.
Caesar thought for a moment and had to admit it.
He cautiously stood up, observing the other party out of the corner of his eye, and found that there was no suspicious aura about him, like an ordinary person. If he hadn't just been shocked into unconsciousness, he might have thought there was something wrong with his own eyes.
"No need to be so vigilant. My name is Azik, a Associate Professor at Khoy University, and I know Klein. I'm not a suspicious person."
The bronze-skinned man introduced himself.
Not suspicious? Only a ghost would believe you.
Caesar complained in his heart. He recalled that Klein was a graduate of the History Department at Khoy University. If the man's identity was true, then it would be reasonable for Klein to know him and greet him.
"Where's Klein?"
He asked.
"He went to get you some water."
Azik said.
Sure enough, not long after, Klein entered the room with a glass of water.
"You're awake? That's great!"
He looked very happy to see Caesar standing up.
But Caesar couldn't be happy.
First Old Neil, then this Azik. Klein, why all your teachers so abnormal? At this rate i will die by one of teachers.
Caesar forced a smile at him, took the water glass, and took a sip.
He noticed that Azik had been looking at him, but his gaze was diffused, as if it was passing through his body.
"There's an aura about you that's very familiar to me, but I can't recall it."
He said with a hint of melancholy.
But I don't know you.
Caesar thought to himself.
"Besides that, you and Klein both have a sense of disharmony in your intertwined destinies. Have you been encountering a lot of coincidences recently?"
Azik continued.
Coincidences?
Caesar subconsciously recalled, and then remembered a series of encounters since his transmigration.
For example, Sirius's letter being burned, Hanass coming to the Blackthorn Security Company in the middle of the night, him coincidentally becoming roommates with Hood Eugen the day he was hospitalized, being drawn into Lanevus's ritual—it could be said that coincidences were everywhere.
Is there some deeper reason behind all this? Especially since the other party is a high-Sequence Beyonder, his words are even more credible.
"Mr. Azik, do you mean that Caesar has also been affected?"
Klein asked in surprise.
"Hmm."
Azik nodded. He didn't explain further but stood up and put on his hat.
"Since you're fine, I'll take my leave first."
He sensed Caesar's wariness and seemed not to want to put too much pressure on him, so he chose to temporarily withdraw. He didn't turn back until he reached the door.
"The aura about you is very peculiar, and it might be very important to me. If it's convenient someday, I hope you can meet with me privately and help me with something." Azik said, "Of course, you can always refuse. However, if you come, I will definitely offer you a satisfactory reward."
Caesar hesitated upon hearing this.
A powerful Beyonder's promise was indeed very tempting. And perhaps, by utilizing this opportunity, he could also figure out the secrets about himself.
"Then how do I contact you?"
He asked.
"Through Klein."
Azik left with that remark.
— — — —
Afterward, Caesar asked Klein about Mr. Azik. It turned out that Klein had only discovered Azik's peculiarities after becoming a Beyonder. He speculated that the other party might be a high-Sequence Beyonder.
"Didn't you think about reporting him?"
"Mr. Azik doesn't seem like a bad person, and I've divined it: if I don't report him, he will save my life in a certain matter later."
Klein explained.
"Alright. Then what's this about the 'disharmonious destiny' he mentioned?"
So Klein shared another matter with him. It turned out that he had also encountered many coincidences. Through dream divination, he discovered that the culprit behind these events was related to a house with a red chimney.
Currently, Klein had already hired a detective to help him find this house.
Caesar nodded and said, "I think we can cooperate on this matter. I'm willing to help. Remember to notify me if you have any news. Should we keep it a secret from the Captain for now?"
"Hmm, it's better not to let too many people know for now."
The two chatted as they returned to the Blackthorn Security Company.
Next, Caesar was going to try making a Sleep Charm.