What was this shape? It looked similar, but not quite!
Fu Qian weighed the object in his hand.
Just before Teresa had changed herself beyond recognition, Fu Qian had acted decisively and removed her skull first.
He casually tossed the body aside and examined the bone in his hand.
At the center of the skull was a palm-sized hole. Its edges were quite smooth, and it had been filled with some kind of transparent material.
Fu Qian had seen something similar not long ago.
It had been on the members of the See Me Sect in Bailuoke.
But similar was all it was. A closer look revealed obvious differences between the two.
The piece of skull Grace had cut from herself for her collection was an extremely regular diamond shape, narrow from side to side and long from front to back.
Even the transparent plate on the head of Old Knight, who had lost his beloved son, had the same shape.
But the piece in front of him had been cut into an oval. It even looked a little like an eye lying on its side.
Could this thing actually be the Inner Eye?
Fu Qian wondered, then shook his head. It probably wasn't that simple.
Still, the traces left behind clearly suggested some connection to the people in Bailuoke.
He remembered suspecting at the time that this radical brain surgery hadn't been the original work of Dean Collins from Bailuoke.
Now that was more or less confirmed.
But that raised another question. The people in Bailuoke had removed a piece of their skulls, supposedly to be honest under the gaze of the gods, abandon their subjective consciousness, and follow instructions completely.
Now, although Teresa had mentioned that the ritual belonged to the wisdom of the gods, there was no