The Master of the Strange Realm

Jenkins said angrily, it was Mr. Hood who killed the person.

"We both rely on the power of death, why did you kill me?"

"I say again, I didn't kill you."

Jenkins was really angry, but the corpse reached out and grabbed his wrist, just in the same place where the "old man's corpse" grabbed it just now.

He shook a few times to break free, but the other party's hand seemed to stick to Jenkins's hand, and he couldn't break free at all:

"Why do we both use the power of death, I died, and you are alive?"

"Because you don't understand balance, nature is balanced, not extreme dependence on death. You don't understand balance, so you died."

Jenkins said nonsense.

Sigrid had no opinion on this question, so she didn't speak this time.

"Balance? What is balance?"

Pompeii's corpse asked again.

"Positive and negative, night and day, justice and evil... Why ask this question? Haven't you been to school?"

Jenkins, who only graduated from a primary public school, asked, but he was indeed qualified to ask this question, because in fact he was a graduate student in the materialistic world of science and technology.

"Impossible, there can't be balance in this world."

The voice of the corpse suddenly became sharp.

"Of course there is no absolute balance, nature is dynamic balance!"

A white light flashed above his head, and the lightning scared Jenkins. He looked around and asked Sigrid to stand closer to him. He felt that something was wrong:

"Do you know dynamic balance? It is not a balance at every moment, but a balance that constantly changes between positive and negative around a certain standard. Nature is changing, but as long as you understand and maintain this point, you can keep cycling in imbalance-balance-imbalance, and this is balance."

Boom~

The thunder seemed to explode from the top of his head, and even the rain became more violent after the thunder. Jenkins looked up again without knowing why, and then looked at his cousin, wanting to ask her if she found anything wrong.

PS: I set the wrong time in the morning, and actually sent out two chapters at the same time. Forget it, just treat it as an extra chapter.

Chapter 1779 Chapter 1751 Heart Light Ring

Sigrid in the rain did not notice Jenkins looking at her. The nun stared straight ahead for a while before she suddenly gasped and leaned on Jenkins completely.

Jenkins didn't know whether it was because of the heavy rain or because of her momentary distraction.

"What's wrong with you... Are you scared by the thunder?"

After asking, he realized how stupid it was. Jenkins had heard from his father that the gifters of the Church of Nature seek enlightenment from nature, and listening to thunder is an important part of it.

"No, I just feel that I understand something from your words."

Sigrid shook her head and leaned directly into Jenkins' arms this time, almost crushing the cat in her pocket. Jenkins was a little uncomfortable with this intimacy, so he carefully moved a little, and the blonde girl didn't care.

After the scary thunder just now, Pompeii's body stopped talking. So after Sigrid had a good rest, the two buried it completely in the heavy rain.

Soon the strange green flames ignited again, burning the body to ashes. When Jenkins dug through the pebbles for the second time, he saw a jade bracelet.

He rarely saw people wearing jade, and people in this era still liked gold and silver. In addition, the main jade veins in the material world are mostly in the overseas archipelago outside the main continent. Therefore, except for those who need jade as a ritual item, only the ancient ruins before the era can find a large number of jade objects.

Picking up the jade bracelet, the cold feeling almost froze Jenkins in place. This is another gift. The generosity of the great Lord of Flowers far exceeded Jenkins' expectations.

The surface of the jade bracelet has very delicate patterns, but unless you hold it in front of you, you can only distinguish the content of those patterns by touch. Jenkins rubbed it with his fingertips and roughly determined that the pattern was a circle of morning glory vines connected to each other. In fact, he couldn't tell whether it was morning glory or not, but he felt it was probably.

"Humans probably still remember this bracelet."

Across the stream, the elf's voice came from the heavy rain. The size of the rain could not affect his voice. Jenkins and Sigrid heard it clearly:

"C-01-2-3841 [Heart Light Ring], the purest spiritual creature in ancient times, was moved and refused to dissipate for a long time after death. Finally, it condensed into the purest light bracelet in the light of the soul. Wearing this ornament can even resist the mental influence of some weird things and be permanently immune to the mental control abilities initiated by mortals. In addition, because it has been blessed by our Lord, the elves or half-elves who possess this jade bracelet will be favored by nature."

He did not explain what the so-called "nature's favor" meant, but Jenkins also understood that this was probably a more precious treasure than the [Holy Spring Water Bottle] just now. He did not hesitate to put the gift into Sigrid's hands again. When she touched the jade, she was stunned like Jenkins, so Jenkins understood that [Heart Light Ring] also chose her.

In fact, this is understandable. In front of the vampire manor in Belduran City, Sigrid gained the unique ability of [Light of the Soul] because she untied the knot of family. This gift and the heart in front of her Guang has an inexplicable origin, so it is normal for him to choose her.

"Are you sure you really want to give this to me?"

This time Sigrid did not say no, but asked Jenkins very seriously.

"Yes, I'm sure."

Only in this way can he shamelessly ask for the last third of the World Tree seeds when he leaves. If he can give Sigrid something more, Jenkins might take this opportunity to ask for the soul of the tree.

She pursed her lips and looked at Jenkins seriously for a while in the rain. For a moment, Jenkins even had the stupid idea that the other party would punch him. But in the end, he was not attacked for some inexplicable reason. Sigrid carefully took the gift back into her spirit, and then whispered to Jenkins:

"Thanks."

Stupid Jenkins actually heard something wrong from this voice. But before he could start thinking, the elf opposite began to sing again. This time the song was no longer so sad, but sounded like the breeze blowing over the endless forest. Although it was slight, it could make the whole forest... Trembling:

"The world was born from light,

But what makes up the world is darkness.

front and back,

All things and nature.

Only those most real eyes,

Only then can we see the clearest truth.

May the sunflower face the sun,

May the moonlight grass like the moonlight.

Flowers bloom in the fields,

Listen quietly,

The first bloodline,

Tell the oldest stories. "

Jenkins believes that the poem is probably a contemporary one and was not written by the opposite elf.

And he discovered something very interesting from what just happened. The scope of power corresponding to the Lord of Flowers may not be the narrow [life] he originally thought. The Lord of Flowers is most likely the master of nature. Correspondingly, the rights and responsibilities corresponding to the ancient god of death are probably not narrowly related to [death], but the other party should be the master of [the end].

Thinking about it this way, these two are most likely the more ancient God of Nature and the God of Death, the original gods that are even older than the current [Nature Spirit] and [Death of the End].

Of course, this is just speculation and there is no evidence to prove it. It was only the elf's first poem that included death in the field of flowers, coupled with the question and answer just now about the natural cycle, that led Jenkins to make such a guess.

This poem is shorter, but after singing it the first time, the elf begins to "reread" it again and does not stop until the next corpse appears. During this period, Jenkins and Sigrid had a quiet conversation, mainly because Jenkins was concerned about whether the other party could withstand standing in the heavy rain for such a long time.

If that didn't work, he would "plant" his cane on the pebble beach to protect the two of them from the rain, but Sigrid said it didn't matter to him. Her mental state was indeed very good. Considering that the other party was also a gifter trained by the Zhengshen Church, he should not be that fragile, so Jenkins did not persist.

The appearance of the third corpse was no different from the first two. Based on the experience just now, Jenkins thought it would be an acquaintance of his. However, after dragging the corpse ashore, he found that he did not recognize the face of the middle-aged woman at all. I can't find any information related to this face in my memory.

So he looked up at Sigrid, and as expected, he saw surprise and a little fear on her wet face:

"This is... the first person I've ever killed."

Talking about this issue, Jean Jenkins also tried to recall the first person he killed. After thinking about it, it seemed that it was the first time he went out with his father to see the goods and caused a fire, but he could not remember that he killed What exactly does that person look like?

"Is she a bad person?"

Jenkins asked.

"Yes, she is the chief priest of the cult organization [Worm's Foot], and she believes in the evil god [Ambushing Chaos Insect]. It was my first mission at that time, and unfortunately I got separated from my teacher in the dark night. Then I met her...I was only ten years old..."

She didn't say how old she was at the time, and presumably the ladies cared about that. Jenkins didn't care about other things. After confirming that this person was not a good person, he bent down to pick up cobblestones in the same way of quickly piling graves.

Because they had become more skilled in their movements, and in order to leave this humid space with heavy rain as soon as possible, the two of them moved faster this time, but the body still spoke before it was completely buried. She grabbed Sigrid's hand and said something Jenkins didn't understand:

"Why do you think humans are superior to animals?"

This allowed Jenkins to smell what happened that year, and there must be something else hidden. But it was obvious that Sigrid was unwilling to explain to him, or even look into his eyes while talking to the corpse.

"Human beings are not superior to animals. All things are animistic and there is no hierarchy."

Sigrid said, her voice a little hoarse in the rain.

"No, you lied. You just think humans are superior to animals. Otherwise, you would have died that year, not me."

Jenkins felt like covering his ears. He thought it was best not to hear the following content, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing in the future. But this was a strange place, and there was no other place to go. He could only lower his head and bend over to continue picking up pebbles, at least pretending not to be listening.

"I have already changed my mind."

The Priest of Lies prompted Jenkins, who tried not to make any expression.

"I am not the person you killed, but I am not completely unrelated to her. Here, in the realm of the great, can't you still speak your mind? What do you think, humans and animals without intelligence Which one is more superior?"

Jenkins was extremely glad that he was not the one who was forced to ask this question. There was no way to answer this kind of question well, and it seemed inappropriate to try to fool him in a smooth way.

He bent down and tried to reduce his sense of presence, but he was actually very curious about the next conversation.

"Everything has animism..."

Sigrid's voice came with difficulty in the heavy rain, and Jenkins held his breath, worried that he would miss the next conversation.

"Everything is important to this world."

"So which one is more important?"

The corpse asked aggressively.

"The great spirit of nature teaches us that all things have animism and people should respect all things..."

She directly began to recite the church's sacred scriptures, pretending to pick up pebbles not far away. In fact, Jenkins, who was secretly watching this scene, noticed that the corners of the corpse's mouth actually turned up slightly, which was a very strange smile.

Chapter 1780 Chapter 1752 Heart knot

"You let two deer come to help you and block my [Worm Bite] for you. They died miserably, and you found an opportunity to kill me. Does this mean that you think your life is more valuable than the two deer?" life matters."

Sigrid bit her lip tightly in the rain, making Jenkins worried that she would bite herself to bleed. After probably understanding what happened in the past, he thought for a while and decided to say something to help his cousin. But at this moment, he heard a strange sound coming from the darkness far away from the shallows of the stream.

He straightened up and looked into the darkness, and saw two four-legged animals walking slowly, their hooves trampling on the pebbles, making a strange dull sound. Jenkins couldn't identify what kind of animal they were because their bodies were highly corrupted and their fur was all rotten. In the rain, white maggots could even be seen "swimming" back and forth in the rotting flesh.

A feeling of nausea made Jenkins quickly stop observing them. His feeling towards these two strange creatures was simply nausea. Sigrid, who also heard the voice, turned her head, her face immediately turned pale, and her body couldn't stop trembling. Even when the mirror world adventure encountered such a bad situation, Sigrid did not show any signs of it. Such fear.

He dropped the pebbles he had just picked up and walked to Sigrid's side. He glared at the corpse fiercely, and then held her other hand:

"It doesn't matter. Remember, this is a strange place. The purpose of our coming here is to deal with Nolan's Son of the Mist. This is all fake. These can't be the two deer from back then."

"Yes, these can't be the two deer from back then."

The corpse repeated Jenkins's words in an extremely malicious tone, which made Sigrid look even more frightened.

The two creatures that looked like deer kept approaching the shallows, and the sound of rain could not cover up the sound of their stampeding. Jenkins' face darkened, he pulled out his cane from the air and thrust it into the pebble beach in front of him. There was soft sand under the pebbles, so the cane could stand there smoothly.

A faint green light flickered on the surface of the cane, and the orb on the top of the cane emitted a cold white light that could not penetrate the darkness, but could illuminate the two deer. The deer's progress stopped, and it lingered in place uneasily. Jenkins looked at them, somewhat undecided whether to eliminate them.

"Then, answer me, Sigrid Capet, have you ever regretted using other lives to save your own life? Do you think that your own life is more noble than the life of an animal?"

The corpse asked again, without urging, but it was because of this tone that made Sigrid even more sad.

"I regret it."

Jenkins couldn't tell whether it was raindrops or tears on her face, so he said:

"There is nothing higher or lower."

Without giving anyone or the corpse a chance to interrupt, he spoke quickly:

"As I said just now, nature is a cycle, nature is a balance. Even if the soul and wisdom are different, in the entire material world, who is not a pile of rotten meat that absorbs energy and then transmits it? We are all just a part of nature. , is a link in the cyclical chain, there is no such thing as nobility or inferiority, the survival of the fittest is just the basic rule to maintain the balance of nature.”

He held Sigrid's hand tightly, feeling slightly guilty for deceiving others with his unreasonable reasoning again:

"Can you tell me why sheep eat grass and tigers eat sheep, but we can eat tigers?"

In fact, Jenkins has never heard of anyone wanting to eat a tiger, but he believes he understands the specific meaning.

"Because...what?"

"Because this is nature, this is a cycle, this is balance. Are sheep nobler than grass? Are tigers nobler than sheep? No, this is just a rule. If you don't do this, the food chain... I mean, the cycle of energy and the transfer of matter... that's probably what it means. This cycle will collapse, and the rules that have existed in the material world since its existence will be broken. From an individual perspective, we may say that humans are superior to animals without intelligence, but from a population perspective, we are all the same, just part of nature."

A lightning bolt suddenly struck in the sky, and Jenkins raised his head nervously again.

The corpse asked:

"But why did she arrogantly use the life of the deer to save her own life?"