The Death Knell

As the strange hand dies, the surrounding environment begins to fade, as if an invisible light film passes over them, and things begin to change.

Originally, the two of them were only in the esophagus of a giant creature, but in the blink of an eye, the two of them were in another place. Aphra stood on the stone floor with a confused look on her face, looking at Deathstroke, who was beside her just now, Why did he appear next to a sarcophagus a hundred meters away?

Not only was her eyes unable to keep up with the speed of changes in the situation, but her brain was also a bit unable to keep up.

The battle took place in an infinitely short period of time. This was already a battle in the extraordinary realm. Although she also controlled the Force, she had not developed it seriously. Naturally, such a battle had nothing to do with her.

"It seems that that hand is a kind of node creature." Su Ming touched the bean sprouts on his shoulder and talked about his discovery. At the same time, he waved for the archaeologists to come over and touch the gold: "The existence behind it overwrites certain things through it. The limited reality within the scope, when it is killed, the people behind the scenes lose their influence on this scope, then what should have existed in the past is revealed again."

"Ugh..." Strangler is a little regretful. What does it feel like not to eat that hand? The last node creature it ate was the warrior bug in the Warhammer universe.

But there will definitely be opportunities in the future, so there is no need to rush.

The current situation is that the two of them are still in the same world and the same place, but their location has become the ancient tomb of Jedi Yin that Aphra originally wanted to find, and this is already the first tomb found. coffin.

The darkness can sense the contents of the coffin, a human remains, and some funerary objects. There are hundreds of the same bones in this maze-like ancient tomb. This girl may be getting rich this time.

Seeing the death knell waving, the woman walked over numbly, with a confused look on her face. She didn't know what to do and would only listen to the death knell's arrangements.

But now was not the time for her to give up thinking, so in accordance with the usual treatment method for amnesia, Su Ming took out a box of chocolate frogs from his pocket, grabbed the chocolate that kept struggling, and stuffed it into the girl's mouth.

Mastering the concept of quantum does not mean that everything can be realized. The chocolate frog is an example. Of course, there is nothing wrong with the simplest chocolate, but its other attributes, such as the ability to move like a real frog, and the effect of soothing the spirit after eating it, are all due to magical effects, which cannot be shaped by quantum. .

Magic is the power to use the spirit to change reality, but things like the spirit can still exist without the involvement of quantum.

That’s why Dr. Manhattan always said that quantum is everywhere, and Su Ming also imitated what he said, but in fact, the Supreme Mage clearly knew the shortcomings of quantum.

Quantum can easily erase the bodies of most magic users, but it cannot deal with mysterious beings that cannot be understood, such as God, giant beasts, and many magical effects and magical concepts.

In addition, it cannot be used to delete other people's memories, otherwise Rorschach would not have died in the first place; it cannot exert influence beyond particles moving at faster than light speed, otherwise the Pharaoh would have died.

Therefore, although quantum is good, we cannot rely too much on it. Even if it is used, it is best to use it in conjunction with the more widespread darkness to achieve the effect of one plus one greater than two.

"Holy shit, shit, shit..." After eating the chocolate frog, the female archaeologist came to life. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the death knell, as if she was looking at a god she didn't understand. : "What happened between you? Why did I..."

"Don't worry about those details. They have little to do with you. Why don't you touch the coffin? Don't you want to make money?" Su Ming interrupted her, smiled and waved to her, and retracted the lightsaber in his hand.

Aphra was able to walk in front of her smoothly without being attacked by enemies, which showed that the tomb environment was indeed real, and there was no second strange hand lurking aside.

She didn't know that she was being treated as a thunder soldier, but usually she would be very happy if she heard that she would be promoted to a coffin to make a fortune, but today she was obviously not happy. She tilted her mouth and said:

"It seems that the monster just now didn't hit you, but what if you leave in the future and it comes to kill me?"

What she is worried about is this. If you make money and don’t spend it, your people will be gone, so what’s the use of having money...

"Don't worry, even if you die, I can still find a way to resurrect you. I remember that in this world, human cloning technology is very popular, right?" Su Ming was not nervous at all, because he felt that the other party would not be able to do anything to Aphra. Take action, because the target is of little value, but when you take action, you may be bitten by the death knell.

And what he said about resurrection was serious. Even if Aphra was really dead, he could still pull her up.

It's not about using black light rings or electronic souls, but because there are Force ghosts in this universe. The souls of Jedi Knights are called Jedi Ghosts, and the souls of Sith Knights are called Sith Ghosts. There is not much difference in essence, as long as they are of the Force. The user can exist in the form of a Force ghost for a short time after death.

Aphra also controls the Force. If she really dies, she can just clone her body and stuff her ghostly soul into it.

How many steps can be taken to close the elephant in the refrigerator? What could be difficult? This is still the original soul, and there is no such thing as moral or philosophical "the cloned me is not me".

"Trade Federation technology? It seems... quite reasonable." Aphra didn't think too much. After receiving Deathstroke's resurrection guarantee, she, who had always been more nervous, put aside those worries and started to move the coffin. warm up.

Everyone has different habits when praying for good luck, such as washing hands, burning incense, doing handstands, etc.

Aphra's habit is simpler, that is, she has to sit cross-legged on the ground for a while, stare at the coffin in a daze, and think about which angle is better to open the lid.

Su Ming was not idle either. After roughly figuring out the direction, he went to a corner of the tomb to conjure a candle and asked him to light it with a lighter.

Looking at the flickering flames of the candle, he seemed to have found a familiar feeling again. He took his thoughts away from the strange hand and was ready to deal with the next crisis at any time.

"Stop looking and open the coffin quickly. This tomb is just an appetizer. After you're done touching it, turn right and go deeper along the corridor. There are hundreds of corpses waiting to be touched." Su Ming urged. In a word, after all, it is enough to have a little sense of ritual. If it is endless, it will be formalism and work efficiency will be greatly reduced.

This place is not safe. Hawthorne Star is not a remote area. There is never a shortage of adventurers here. The strange cave entrance under this iceberg may be discovered by outsiders at some point.

If someone comes to rob it then, the search may not be too detailed.

Apparently Aphra is also a sensible person. After hearing that there were so many seniors waiting for her to come, she immediately got up and rubbed her hands, laughing and extending her sinful little hand towards the sarcophagus.