When Siyu said the words "Just like you, it's a soul", Feng Bujue instantly had several questions in his mind. Although he and his teammates shared almost all the information since entering the game, there were a few things
, he still has reservations. For example, he once met Woody in the landing space, his interactions with several derivatives, and the word "soul".
However, Xiyu's words indicate that she not only knows about the existence of the soul, but also clearly knows that Feng Bujue has this ability.
"I understand, she should have awakened a long time ago." Feng Bujue thought for a few seconds and came up with a reasonable explanation, thinking: "Maybe she didn't know what this ability was called at first, but she still checked it later.
I found the name 'Soul Intention'. Hmm... If it were me, I would also find a way to find out...
Today, when she learned that the person who suddenly rose to second place in the combat power rankings was me, she immediately deduced... that my sharp increase in ranking was due to the awakening of the soul. And the battle just now made her aware of it.
My ability type is different from hers... Wait, so she knows more about souls than I do... I'll have to ask her about the script soon..."
These thoughts passed by in a flash, and now was not the time to delve into it. Even if Xiuyu didn't attack, the bleeding effect wouldn't wait for anyone. If he didn't start fighting the demon coming, Feng Bujue would soon turn into white light.
"Then...I won't be polite." Feng Bujue said and took advantage of the situation to activate his title skill.
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dark.
Endless darkness.
Silent, breathless, colorless, tasteless...
Here, low-latitude creatures can't help but question their own existence.
Because they have lost all feeling, only consciousness remains.
"What's going on..." Feng Bujue couldn't tell whether this sentence came out of his own mouth or was muttered in his heart.
At this time, Feng Bujue had lost all five senses. Even if he could speak, he himself could not hear him.
"I was lying on the top of the container one second ago...how did it become like this in an instant..." Feng Bujue thought. "Is it some kind of hallucination? A bug in the game?" What made him feel uneasy was that at this moment,
He is obviously in non-sleep mode, but he can't even feel his body in the real world. Moreover, the game menu has also failed...
"Could it be that the unknown shadow in my mind finally became ill..." Feng Bujue is a person who prepares for the worst in everything, so he began to wonder...if he died suddenly in the game cabin.
"Another miserable soul." Suddenly, a deep voice came into my ears.
"Who is it? King of Hell? Satan? Hades? Anubis?" Brother Jue asked four names in one breath. Judging from the identities of these four people, Feng Bujue has a relatively good idea of his whereabouts after death.
Self-aware.
He has already thought about it, even if the so-called "underworld" does exist in this universe, he will definitely not go to heaven.
"But you are a little different..." The voice did not answer Feng Bujue's question. Instead, he said to himself, "I couldn't smell your fear and helplessness..." He paused,
"Why is this?"
"Ah~ helplessness is not my style." Feng Bujue replied. When he said this second sentence, he realized that the moment the voice appeared, his hearing had already recovered, "As for fear...
…Forgive me for being powerless.”
"Well..." the voice muttered: "Okay, little ant, what do you want here?"
"Uh...where is this?" Feng Bujue could only answer the question with questions, because he really didn't know how to answer.
"This is my prison." the other party replied.
"So...who are you?" Feng Bujue said in a very impatient tone. It seemed that he really didn't like asking the same question twice.
"Who am I... who am I..." the voice repeated, as if muttering to itself, "I... I really can't remember."
"Don't remember who you are. Do you only remember that you were locked in a cage..." Feng Bujue said casually.
"Yes... I have been imprisoned for too long." The tone of the voice became sad, "Although there are occasionally one or two humble creatures coming here, as long as you stay in the same space with me for too long, you...
The tiny existence was slowly and unconsciously swallowed up by me...
In the end, all that accompanied me was endless darkness and loneliness..."
"Just for these words...it's not surprising that you were imprisoned." Feng Bujue said, "I'm very curious about who the guy who imprisoned you is, Daluo Jinxian..."
"Who knows..." the voice replied. "A long, long time ago, I remembered that name firmly. Even after forgetting my own name, I did not forget the name of my enemy. I thought...even if it is ten
Thousands of winters of ice and snow cannot cool down my anger. Only by tasting the taste of revenge can my anger be calmed.
However...I finally forgot, forgot what the other person looked like, forgot what the other person's name was, and even why I was locked up here."
The more Feng Bujue listened, the more unhappy he became: "Okay, this ignorant fellow, it seems you have nothing to tell me."
"You'd better go." The voice said earnestly, "Stay here, you will be swallowed up in a short time."
"Ah... I really don't want to stay for a long time." Feng Bujue said, "But I can't even feel my own body now, what should I do..."
"You came here on your own," the voice interrupted, "As long as you remember why you came, you can go back."
"So~ I just don't know how I..." Feng Bujue said the words, and there was a buzz in his head, "Yes! I used the skill, and then..." He immediately said to the voice
, "I said... Mr. Nameless Prisoner. Does the word 'demonization' sound familiar to you?"
"Demon..." Hearing this, the other party was silent for a few seconds, "Ha...haha...hahahaha..." followed by a burst of frightening laughter.
"Well...this reaction seems to mean that he knows something." Feng Bujue thought.
"I understand why you came here." After a moment, the voice stopped smiling and said in a deep voice, "It's very easy to become a demon..."
In the darkness, there was suddenly the sound of some giant creature taking a deep breath.
The next second, an unprecedented painful feeling instantly engulfed Feng Bujue's consciousness. It was like the flames from the deepest part of hell, burning his soul.
This feeling is obviously far beyond the limits of the game. Under normal circumstances, people would have fainted.
But Feng Bujue clearly felt every bit of bone-gnawing and soul-gnawing torture.
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Time seems to have stopped and seems to be eternity.
After an unknown amount of time, light appeared before Feng Bujue's eyes again. The coolness of the water on his body made him feel like he was reborn.
Everything that happened just now was both real and illusory, and it was difficult to distinguish reality from reality. Only the soul-burning pain was unforgettable...
At this time, Feng Bujue found that he was still on the shelf, but his whole body was enveloped in a mass of black fighting spirit. The black energy was moving around him like a flame. Even a master like Xi Yu
, but also because of the invisible force that is difficult to bully.
"Is this...demonization..." Feng Bujue muttered to himself.
"The look in his eyes has changed..." Xiyu said in his heart, "Are you getting serious..."
"Ha... It's well deserved to be called the power of ghosts and gods." Feng Bujue raised one corner of his mouth and said with an evil smile.
"This transformation effect only lasts three minutes. I advise you to save the time to marvel..." Xiyu kindly reminded.
"Don't worry." Feng Bujue interrupted, "Three minutes are enough."
When Xiyu heard the word "enough", she already understood what Brother Jue meant. She stopped nagging, tapped her toes, and suddenly struck.
The Saint's Blade slashed down diagonally. It seemed to be a gentle and gentle movement, but it exploded with devastating power.
The sword flashed and a line broke.
To the player, the shelf, which was as huge as a cliff, was cut off at one corner by this sword... The separated part slowly moved down and fell like a mountain landslide.
Feng Bujue, who jumped in the air and avoided the attack, still maintained a calm expression and said: "Well, not bad." (To be continued...)
