Rodin and Sword Demon fought for a long time, and Rodin had already left a lot of wounds on his body.
The sword demon took advantage of an opening and opened the distance again.
Sword Demon: "Rodin, I finally understand your tactical skills of using telekinesis."
Sword Demon felt very happy. After all, understanding a person's combat ability from the source actually improved his combat skills and combat diversity in a sense.
Even if the sword demon is willing, he can use his own power to simulate a similar fighting method.
Sword Demon: "Rodin, the range of your telekinesis is not small, at least it is a circle with a radius of more than ten meters. But..."
The sword demon looked at Rodin's tattered clothes: "Can't your telekinesis sense things that have no physical existence?"
Rodin: "It's not that I can't sense it, it's that I can't understand it. I can sense the power of other people's thoughts, but I can't sense the energy without entities in a system I don't understand."
Sword Demon: "In other words, you are suitable for gathering the strengths of many families? That is a long road. And you lack mid-to-long-distance skills, so you have to find a way to make up for it."
Rodin: "Senior Sword Demon, I can't think that far yet, but entering the nightmare space should be able to exchange for some abilities, right?"
Sword Demon: "Points are necessary to resurrect the person you want to resurrect. They are also the most important. You can do many things by consuming points, but most nightmares are not willing to use points other than resurrection."
Rodin: "Resurrection of important people? Is there anyone you want to resurrect, Senior Sword Demon?"
The sword demon showed a smile: "It has been resurrected, but... people's hearts are greedy. After resurrecting one, they will think about the second and third... so I am still fighting."
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"You guy... tell me what's going on!"
The rebel clearly looks like a little girl, but the voice she makes is indeed that of a powerful and rough adult man.
In the reincarnation space, changing your voice is not an expensive service.
Fu-chan: "You're still trembling... The old man named {Calling Beast} is dead, and his body is completely cold. Does it still have an impact on you?"
Rebel: "You won't understand. The guy who called the beast did not affect my ability for a long time, but... those things that I have deliberately forgotten, those memories that I have buried deeply..."
Fu-chan: "Do you recall the time when an important person died? You were obviously very unwilling to do so. You felt how incompetent and useless you were at that time. Then, you were unwilling to face yourself at that time, and you were not even willing to face it.
Admit that it is you. Reject that memory and hate yourself at that time."
Rebel: "Don't talk like you know me well. You haven't experienced this."
When the rebel was invaded mentally by the called beast, he had zero awareness of the outside world, so he didn't know that Fu-chan would also be invaded mentally later, and even Fu-chan didn't have any means to resist.
Fu-chan said silently in her heart: "I have it."
But he didn't directly attack the rebels like this.
Fu-chan: "No need to guess, I'm just talking casually. Recalling terrible memories that you don't want to recall is indeed a very bad experience for the weak and timid reincarnation."
The rebel obviously heard Fu-chan's pun: "What are you talking about?!"
Fu-chan continued as if nothing had happened: "Originally, it's almost the same, completely useless. The weakest reincarnation is also very timid. Every day, it sticks to the companions it met when it first entered the reincarnation space. In reincarnation after reincarnation, mission after mission.
He barely survived... However, that companion died in a certain mission. And the person who killed him was his own weakness..."
The rebel looked at Fu-chan in astonishment, wondering why she would...
Fu-chan: "You survived, so you put on his armor, and with the obsession to resurrect him, you became a nightmare. You were determined to be stronger than anyone else, and not to let your recognized companions taste that kind of grief again.
What does it feel like? You are obviously an assassin, but you still use heavy armor that is inconvenient for movement. Melee combat does not look like melee combat. It is more like using brute force and wielding a machete."
Rebel: "You...you guy...why...why do you know..."
Fu-chan: "Actually, I don't know. These things about you are just rough speculations. But, this kind of thing, in a nightmare... Haha, this is nothing."
The rebel still didn't understand what Fu-chan meant.
Fu-chan shook her head: "This kind of thing happens everywhere in nightmares...is there anything so rare about it?"
Rebel: "Cut~"
Fu-chan: "I'm just talking about you, it doesn't seem to be a good idea... Let's do it this way... I'll tell you one more story, one that can be found everywhere in nightmares."
The rebel didn't expect that Fu-chan was still planning to "tell a story", so he raised his head and looked at Fu-chan.
Fu-chan: "A certain girl originally lived a happy life. She had a happy family, healthy parents, a brother who loved her, a naughty sister, and... a perfect boyfriend. That was her first time with a boy.
When the children come home, the whole family is chatting about random topics together."
At this time, Fu-chan's eyes glowed with a faint red light.
Fu-chan: "Then, a reincarnation appeared. Without any reason, he started attacking the girl's family... In the end, the girl woke up in the toilet, and her brother's body was leaning outside the door. The home was gone... that
The reincarnators were still looking for survivors outside... I heard from a distance that the massacre was still going on... As a result, she lost all her family members and ended up becoming a member of the reincarnated people. Although she wanted to avenge her family, but in the reincarnation
In the space, the enemy is right in front of you, but he is so cowardly that he doesn't even dare to look at him..."
Fu-chan chose a suitable position and sat down cross-legged.
And the rebels were mesmerized.
Fu-chan: "That girl hated her cowardice, so she always resorted to self-defeating fighting methods, which made one of her teammates who entered the reincarnation space very angry, so she kept pestering her. Because that guy was too annoying.
Because of this, she told the guy the whole story, hoping that the guy would stop caring about her cowardly self. But the guy said indifferently..."
Fu-chan put on an exaggerated look, pinched her throat and said, "Huh?! It's human nature to be afraid of such a scary monster, right? We are ordinary humans."
Fu-chan lowered her head again, and the tenderness in her eyes quickly faded: "Although that sentence didn't kick away all her worries... but it was all because of that sentence. It is said that the girl has been alive because of it, and she is alive to this day, for two people.
...But this story has nothing to do with you...it's just another story, the nightmare space, that happens everywhere."
At this moment, the rebel suddenly discovered that he was no longer trembling. Even though the memories he didn't want to recall were still clear, he was no longer trembling.
Fu-chan: "Don't always fight alone. Even if we are not strong, we can still support you. There are people in the nightmare space who want to be resurrected. It can also be said that those who are waiting for resurrection, can they be resurrected?
It all depends on these nightmares. Nightmares and nightmares should be the same kind who can rely on each other."
A ray of sunlight slowly penetrated from outside and shone on the two-meter armored feet.
Fu-chan looked at her hands: "Although, I can no longer be considered a human being..."
Finally, Fu-chan showed a bright smile to the rebel.
The rebel stood up and walked inside the two-meter armor.
Black energy surged, and the rebel slowly floated up. Black threads stretched out from the inside of the armor and inserted into the rebel's body one by one.