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Chapter six hundred and thirtieth silent abyss

Shuo Gu was silent, Zeus was still roaring, mocking the little elf for his overestimation and tragic history, but Shuo Gu could not answer, or even show anger. Once his mind fluctuated too much, Zeus would notice it.

, and then he will attack with a punch.

Shuo Gu was on the run, trying hard to hide, using the method of stealth to hide himself well.

He had been killed twice by Zeus. The first time he was killed, he felt his memory flashing back rapidly, and then it got stuck at the moment when he held 611's body in his arms.

He walked out, spontaneously crystallized the elements, and fought fiercely with Zeus. However, the light of the crystallized elemental body became dim.

After being killed for the second time, his body became darker and darker, turning from gems to rubble.

He roughly figured out how to resurrect here. Death will allow him to recall his memories. In the process, his fate is disappearing, and that memory will disappear forever.

This is the game process system clearing data and allowing Shuo Gu to return to the previous cache archive. The longer the NPC has existed, the more archives it has. However, this is a clear data on the timeline, not at a point in space.

Data is erased on the computer, that is, the level and attributes are not changed.

In the words of the game NPC, it is difficult to achieve true death between life and death. Here, the holy salt of the living body will not be lost automatically, but will be transformed into another kind of salt in the process of resurrecting from death.

, gray salt, or dead salt. Dead salt will corrode the existence of living bodies, whether it is soul, flesh and blood, stones, rubble, or even elemental bodies. When the body rots under the erosion of gray salt, it will completely become undead.

Shuogu could feel that he was forgetting something quickly. He could only try to remember. After his second resurrection, he only remembered that he had to fight out, and his memory had returned to the sixth elementalization in the mutation pit of the Flying Spaghetti Cult.

At that moment, he no longer had any hesitation or fear, and only remembered that he had to survive and find the person who was waiting for him.

He can no longer continue to die, when all memories disappear, when all the holy salt is transformed into dead salt, that is, when he falls into the depths between life and death, what Zeus said - the island -. There, he will only be a person.

The walking dead without a past.

Shuo Gu only knew that he could no longer die. Now, he had forgotten all the magic. Those knowledge were entrusted to him by 611 with his life, and he had forgotten everything.

However, in fact, all he lost was the holy salt and memory. Even if he was corroded by gray salt and became an undead, his body's instincts were still at their peak. As long as the person of the ancient spirit king was still left in his body, he

Element crystallization can still be completed in a short time.

Zeus lied to him. This evil deity is always very magnanimous, making people believe that he is the type of person who disdains lying.

"Come out, there is no need to hide anymore, what's the use? Let me kill you, you are just a wretch, you have been controlled by life your whole life, oh, by the way, you have been killed three thousand one hundred and two times

Fourteen times, you must have forgotten our conversation, right? That doesn't matter, come on, welcome your own death again." Zeus's inner voice echoed, and his inner voice revealed his vicious and angry emotions, and his face

His expression was still calm.

Shuo Gu thought to himself: Have I died so many times? Why do I insist on living? Why is this person so persistent in wanting to kill me?

Unable to figure it out, the scene in the mutation pit flashed back in his mind. Pain and struggle were all welling up. As a spirit body, he also suffered pain, but it existed in the form of fear. Fear will kill the will, and

The pain that the spirit body fears most.

The physical injuries can be recovered, but the memory of fear will not disappear. Now, the fear has come back to find Shu Gu. He continues to run for his life, quietly. In this silent vacuum, his footsteps will not make the sound of the wind. Likewise,

, the world here is as cramped as a cabin, and he just moves forward.

In the darkness, Shuo Gu vaguely heard the roaring sound of the storm. The sound made him nervous. However, when he listened carefully, there was nothing. Just when he calmed down, he heard it again, this time.

, more obviously, ahead, in the darkness, there is the sound of huge waves crashing and breaking like drums, and there is also the sound of tearing cloth as the strong wind rolls up huge raindrops to form a hazy and biting cold mist on the folded sea surface.

A fine scream.

There would be no sounds in the traditional sense here, so what Shuo Gu heard was similar to the voice of the heart, the call of the spirit body.

Is it the roaring sea of ​​spirits?

Shuo Gu looked back and saw that Zeus was still chasing him. They were getting closer and closer, but they seemed to be getting further and further away. The 80,000-meter-tall giant had always had such a strong presence. When Zeus was far away from Shuo Gu,

When Zeus was close to the bones, his body shape was expanding, but when Zeus was close to the bones, his body shape was shrinking.

This shows that the spatial structure here is abnormal. Shuo Gu realized that he had run for a long time, but he had not actually gone very far.

The sound of waves came again. Shuo Gu was motionless and did not dare to move forward. He could feel that this cramped cabin between life and death was coming to an end. In front of him was time, with the ocean currents of time beating against him. Shuo Gu was about to leave the cabin.

.

At this time, he stared at the Sansheng Tree and found that the huge tree was disappearing little by little. Destiny had left. Here, the more Shuugu chased fate, the further away fate left him. He stared at the Sansheng Tree, only to see that the huge tree was disappearing little by little.

Hoping, hoping to get inspiration from fate.

But nothing.

In the time between life and death when the textures were lost, Shuogu and Zeus stayed too long, long enough for the game to send out an anti-virus program to clear their two erroneous data bodies.

The sound of the waves came, and Zeus heard it too. He stopped chasing, and cold sweat broke out on his face, making his white skin shiny and shiny. "Quick! Let me kill you! Otherwise, none of us will die."

Can’t survive!”

The bones were silent, covered in darkness, as stagnant as a stone, showing no trace, and without any thoughts in his heart, lying down like a dead body completely corroded by gray salt.

The sound of the waves became louder, the sea of ​​time roared, and the wind and rain were furious.

There was a dim light in the darkness ahead, like the light used by anglerfish in the deep sea to trap prey. The ice-green light intertwined with moss and enamel shone charmingly, but Zeus trembled, "It's coming! It's coming!"

"

Shuo Gu also felt it. The cold and moist sea breeze mixed with the faint smell of rotten fish was coming over. Could this be true?

But it's true, they strayed from the space between life and death, and were chased by the hunter who was responsible for bringing the salt back to the unnamed island.

Zeus cursed: "It's all your fault! If you didn't run away and suffered a death, wouldn't these things stop happening! Now we all have to die! No one can escape the pursuit of these Kraken!"

His bones were almost trembling. The sticky wind continued to blow, and he could feel a strong sense of presence. The wind brought air and more detailed sounds. The heavy footsteps came, and in that decadent

In the blue light, a huge black monster crawled slowly with its strong forelimbs. Its face was like a bearded octopus, and its frantically twitching mouthparts dripped thick and blue digestive juices, spreading out the

The stock smells rancid.

This is the hunter of the nameless island, the salt-hunting monster on the sea of ​​time, the wordless abyss.


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