"His... his eyes are open!"
Chloe let out a shriek.
"No need for you to tell me. I can see that."
The old man's expression shifted unpredictably, his eyes darting about as though searching for the right chance to strike.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The next moment, countless aerial roots from the Green Banyan descended from the sky and hoisted the two of them up.
Those roots were like pythons, binding the old man and Chloe tightly and rendering their last desperate measures completely useless.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Bound hand and foot, the old man and Chloe were suspended in the shape of a cross and brought before the Revived One, facing those mysterious purple eyes.
"Ah!"
The old man suddenly screamed.
He felt as though a pair of red-hot iron tongs had been thrust into his head, rifling through his memories from childhood to the present again and again.
The sensation was naturally anything but pleasant. It even made the old man lose control of his bladder.
Had Aaron not shown mercy, the man would probably have died on the spot. Even the best possible outcome would have been becoming a madman or an idiot.
Yes...
This Revived One of the Sothoth Family was naturally Aaron!
Though his true body was still hiding in Night City and watching the show, creating a clone through the abilities of a Life Scholar was a simple matter.
As for why he had done this?
Naturally, it was another purge and test.
But he was posing as an ancient being. He naturally could not open his mouth and speak in modern terms; he had to go through this sort of "memory search" ritual first.
The old man was not the only one—Chloe beside him received the same treatment, her eyes rolling back again and again...
"Has