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Chapter 292: Encounter with the Crusaders

"Era 3999: Human beings are imprisoned by the destiny arranged by the Creator. Little do they know that the Creator is also driven by the destiny of human beings. Matter is eternal, neither increasing nor decreasing, neither birth nor death; so is consciousness.

Eternal and unchanging, it will not disappear, but will only sleep in the gradually silent universe.

Time, until a new explosion comes. The sleeping Creator will eventually grow old in time. When the stars disappear, the black holes evaporate, the civilization dies, and time dissipates, He will eventually die in the nightmare, unless He is awakened and makes the entire dimension

Everything that exists, real and illusory, disappears." - "The Word"

After inserting the Eternal Red Key with "Blood of Machinery" into the stone door marked with the totem of "Flower-Bearing Double-Headed Eagle", Wright entered a hollow metal bridge filled with the smell of corrosion, surrounded by extreme darkness.

Looking down, it is impossible to peer into the abyss at the bottom.

After walking onto the bridge and making sure it was still stable, Wright surged the red magic energy in his body to his fingertips, forming a tiny flame that was extremely stable.

This seems to be a cave, but there are no living organisms. Even if the light from the fire can illuminate the surroundings, it can only see a small area under the feet.

During the walk, Wright discovered that, except for the sound of water droplets at random, the silence was a bit scary, as if he was hanging alone in an empty, quiet, dark place outside the world, as if time had become a non-existent thing here.

, Wright walking among the bridges is like a lonely adventurer.

About...after some time, a stone door that was ajar appeared in front of Wright again.

The Eternal Red Key that led Wright into this passage had disappeared, and Wright tried to push the moss-covered side of the stone door.

"It seems that it can be pushed. This should be either a deeper place, or... it is the core of the entire 'Red Fantasy Ruins'. Behind this door, I smell a strong smell of artillery fire." Wright analyzed.

.

Immediately afterwards, he surged up the red magic power in his body, gathered it between his arms, tensed up the muscles in his body, and violently pushed the stone door outward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of stones rubbing against the ground echoed throughout the space, and the sound of mechanical operation was already very subtle, almost covered up by the sound of the door being pushed.

A few seconds later, as the resistance was greatly reduced, Wright suddenly fell down on the broken masonry ground, and the stone door turned around like a revolving door and closed again.

"Who? Who's there?"

The sound of Wright pushing the door attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers. Soon, when Wright stood up despite the pain caused by the scratch on his palm, several soldiers wearing military green and white cotton-padded clothes and holding "Ice Shadow" brand rifles quickly

He ran up to him.

But they seemed to have seen the "Secret Touch" curled up behind him, and were concerned about Wright's identity. They did not surround him, but stood about fifteen meters away from him, raising their rifles.

Ask him as Krusted:

"Are you a human? A person with powers? Or a lost person?"

"Ah? What?" Wright looked up at the soldiers in front of him with a confused expression and asked subconsciously.

Only then did he realize that from the time he woke up in the city of Sogra until now in this "Red Fantasy Ruins", he was speaking the language of the Zine Empire.

The conversation with those people just now... Wright thought, not to mention the Lord of Eternal Red, the gods naturally understand the languages ​​​​of the five empires, except for a few man-made gods. The child called "Future" should have deliberately learned the language of Sunir.

After all, most of the culture of the Zine Empire and Crusted have the same roots, and the two languages ​​have some similarities. No wonder the "Future" language just felt a bit stiff.

Not to mention Luonie, he has lived in the Zine Empire for decades, and he has met and fought side by side, so he naturally speaks Zine language.

But the Crusted soldiers in front of them seemed to have never left this vast land since they were young. And because of the "wave of unintentional people", they were unable to communicate with the south. In addition, there were countless combat missions. Naturally, there was no

Opportunity to learn Zinni language.

Therefore, when Wright subconsciously spoke the Zine language in a hoarse, low voice, the soldiers in front of him thought he was a lost person on the verge of "alienation" and was reciting a spell used to guide evil magic or extraordinary skills.

He took half a step back in fright, and one of the soldiers ran away with an old short-range communication device, seemingly contacting other Crusted soldiers around him.

"It's probably the language issue that scares them. However, I can't kill humans for no reason here. Not to mention the innate sense of guilt. Even if I am forced to kill for survival,

In this place filled with 'ancient power' and 'sad', they will quickly lose their 'humanity' and turn into a bloody monster." Wright continued to think:

"The more the Lost kills humans, the weaker their mental power will become, which means the lower their sanity. Coupled with the invasion of 'Shang', I am afraid that when I walk out of this ruins, it will be difficult to maintain even the human form.

Yes. I remember that this was the 'taboo' that Brett told me. But these soldiers should speak Kruse German, right? Have I... ever learned Kruse German?"

Wright tried hard to recall every bit of his time in the Zine Empire. His original memory certainly did not contain any Kreuz German content. After all, although the language of that world had many similarities with this world, due to the cultural background and

The historical evolution is completely different. Even if the language is completely consistent in the early stages of development, it will become completely different due to various reasons.

The strange thing is that when Wright activated the memory of the original owner of this body, he accidentally activated a small part of the hidden power of the red magic source, and his dark eyes instantly turned red.

In order to prevent these Crusted soldiers from having further misunderstandings, Wright turned his back slightly and narrowed his eyes to cover up his terrifying eyes.

Soon, some human whispers appeared in his ears, including men's roars, women's cries, the sounds of children playing and playing, and the gentle whispers of an old man telling heartwarming stories by the fireside.

An illusory red gust of wind appeared before his eyes, mixed with the sound of ocean waves, and blew towards his brain and mechanical heart.

Soon, simple drawings of "Wells", the forest god worshiped by the Crusaders, and "Veenava", the ocean goddess, made of flames, appeared between his eyes. The seven sequence cores and five kinds of

After the totem of basic magic source power flashed across his eyes, he felt a tiny flame explode in his brain, making a deafening roar that only he could hear.

boom----------------

Ming————————————————————

After a strong tinnitus, the red magic source unlocked part of the memory and power belonging to a Crusted scholar, bringing him countless Crusted vocabulary and grammar that seemed to be imprinted in his brain. These sudden words

The knowledge briefly impacted his brain, causing the pressure in his blood vessels to surge, and a stream of bright red blood flowed out of his nasal cavity.

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

Fortunately, Wright's mental power was strong enough, and the sudden knowledge and memory did not disrupt his cognition. Instead, he instantly felt a sense of transparency and joy after deep learning.

If it were an ordinary person, his brain would be instantly overwhelmed by these memories and knowledge, and he would either die of madness, or die of an explosion of blood vessels in the brain, bleeding from the seven orifices.

While Wright was recovering, two Crusted soldiers wearing close-fitting white mechas walked about five meters in front of Wright.

"Are you a Zinean from the south?" The Crusted soldier in a mecha asked in broken Zine language.

"I can understand your language, so there is no need to talk to me in Zine, which I am not proficient in." Wright replied in close to standard Kruse German without an accent, staring at the soldiers in front of him:

"I am not a Ziniren, I come from another plane that you have never touched."

"Well, since you're not a Zinni, there's no need to be pretentious." The soldier's tone was a bit stern, and Wright noticed that his hands were tightly grasping a flowing fluid that he had never seen before.

The rifle with electric current energy seems to be ready to knock him down in the shortest possible time.

The soldier looked Wright up and down. After seeing the silver-white guard uniform he was wearing, he wondered if it was related to the similarity in style of the guard uniforms of the two countries. His tone softened slightly. The soldier still looked at him with vigilance.

Looking at Wright, he continued to ask:

"Then, if you are a Crusted [soldier], please state your army number and position. If you have nothing to do with the army, please state your name and your identity. We need to confirm that you are human.

, is it a person with super powers or a person who is lost.”

"I can confirm that I no longer belong to human beings in the absolute definition, but I consider myself a human being. In your eyes, I should be classified as a superpower. However, I do have nothing to do with the Krusted Army.

, My name is... Wright Sugra, I am indeed from Crusted, but I am not from the Zine Empire. I have been trapped here for thirty years. Now, in addition to wanting to understand the wasteland world

Apart from the truth, I just want to get out of here." Wright answered every question raised by the soldier seriously.

But things did not go as Wright expected. After hearing his answer, the soldiers either took him away from the ruins or arrested him and sent him to the Crusaders. Instead, they whispered to several other soldiers around him.

After a few words, he took out a small notebook and looked through something.

"Lite Sugra, is it possible that he is the 'evil god' buried deep in this ruins?"

"It seems right. He is the Echoer. He gave Dacto a dream and asked him to save the evil monster."

"It is said that the 'Echoer' has lured many people into his dreams and eaten their souls, so he can stand before us in human form."



Listening to these "rumors", Wright couldn't laugh or cry, but when he was about to explain, the Crusted soldier in mecha quickly threw the notebook to his teammates behind him, picked up the rifle in his hand and pointed it at "

Echoer's head is about to pull the trigger.

In desperation, Wright subconsciously pulled out the "Bear" pistol from his waist and shot the soldier in the head.

With a "boom", the bullet mixed with the rich red magic power exploded in the soldier's head. His head instantly turned into a ball of flame and disappeared from the place, leaving behind a body that fell forward.

's headless body.

"His evil god is an evil god. He is indeed an evil god!" The soldiers around him screamed and backed away.


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