Pale Emblem

Chapter 56 The Ocean of Mind Consciousness
The corpse of the shadow beast has been turned into a frozen ice sculpture, and the blood and remains of the orcs are sprinkled in the forest. Against the background of falling snow, it paints a tragic battlefield scene.

Bald ears clenched the big axe in both hands and stood in the center of the battlefield, his sturdy chest heaving uncontrollably.He liked the tragic sight, the beauty of violent slaughter, especially when sitting on the corpse of an enemy and nibbling at its flesh and blood, any orc slaughterer would feel heartfelt satisfaction.

However, it was his own half-orc who died, and that was another matter.

Shaman Elaine's eyes were vigilant, scanning the surrounding environment, her scarlet eyes concealed timidity.She glanced worriedly at Bald Ear, who didn't know what she was thinking, and reminded in a low voice, "They have no room to resist..."

Bald Ear said grimly: "I know that the enemy who kills the Rock Splitter is very strong. Elaine, you are afraid."

When you are injured, you can run faster than a wild boar, and you will not dare to come out of the snow cave... The shaman secretly slanders, but he is also glad that Bald Ear has an awkward self-esteem. Ended up in the same way as the other Rockbreakers.

"Master, the Rock Splitter Guards are dead, we should go back now and join the barbarian raiders behind." Elaine said cautiously.

In fact, Bald Er is also hesitating, whether to leave this dangerous forest first, or stay to search for mysterious and unknown enemies.

Quil Ngra often warned the Ten Brothers: Don't be ashamed in public!

Bald Ear discovered that all the ten brothers who did not listen to the chief's warning later died, and their positions were replaced by other butchers.However, it is not so easy for the ten brothers to lose face in the public. They must use their brains, act cautiously, and overcome their stupid instincts.Therefore, after he was injured, he had to hide from the Rock Splitter, so that they could not see his weak and ugly state.

Bald Er would never admit that he lost to that powerful half-elf female. He smelled death on his opponent, so there was no need to fight a dying enemy.He felt that it was wise to choose to flee at the last moment, but the half-elf female's frost power was like a bone-encrusted maggot, which had been eating away at his blood rage power.

Bald Er estimated that he would have to stay up until the next morning before the power of frost would subside.Just now, a loud roar like a horn of war came from the forest, stimulating the bald-eared killing instinct, the blood rage power instantly climbed to a new height, and the intractable frost power was easily disintegrated.

Overwhelmed by their killing instincts, Bald Er and Elaine rushed to the battlefield excitedly to find that the Rockbreaker Butcher and Shaman were all dead, and their deaths were tragic.

Elaine regained her composure at the corpse of her companion.She was terrified, she couldn't imagine what kind of existence could help the high orcs increase their strength and lose their judgment just by roaring.Now she just wants to escape this eerie forest, the farther away from the mysterious and terrifying existence, the better.

However, the lust to kill affects orc butchers far more strongly than female shamans.Bald Ear heard the slaughtering roar of the Rock Splitter Butcher, which was an innate skill that only Tier [-] butchers could master, but they were all Tier [-] butchers who had just been promoted.

This shows that the battle cry of the mysterious existence has raised the third-order butcher to a higher level.

Bald thinks this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and of course very dangerous.However, Orc Butchers always gain greater power in the challenge and slaying.The butcher who escapes the challenge will be rejected by the power of blood rage and become a weak wanderer.Although Bald steadfastly denied that he was escaping the challenge of half-elf females, his powers did decline.

The question now is, if there is a chance to be promoted to Tier 6 Killer, but at the risk of being killed, should I accept this challenge?

The sudden roar of the wind and the loud noise of falling pines from the east of the forest helped Bald Ear make his decision.

He let out a low roar, dropped Elaine whose face changed drastically, and slid into the cedar forest without looking back.

In the eastern part of the shadow forest, the pine trees are dense, and the branches next to each other are like a pair of clasped hands, working together to block the sky light, so that the gloomy yellow shrouds this woodland all year round.

Bald Er clenched the big axe tightly with both hands and held it in front of him, carefully walking through the dimly lit snow forest, trying not to make a sound.

With the intuition of the high-level orcs, he tracked the breath of killing, and relied on the towering giant tree to hide his tracks.Before long, he found a bright light in the shadowy forest.The forest there is broken and fallen, a mess.Some pine trees were knocked down by other big trees, but the fractures of more broken trees were smooth and neat, as if a solid trunk had been cut by a sharp blade.

Bald ear can't imagine, who is it, and what kind of means destroys an ancient pine forest in a very short period of time?
Around the fallen trees, there are hundreds of bodies of shadow beasts.Without exception, they were cut to death by sharp blades.Bald Er estimated that the mysterious murderer was besieged by the shadow beasts. While killing all the shadow beasts with his sharp blade, he also chopped down this pine forest by the way.

Judging from the wounds of the shadow beast's corpse, the killer's attack was unbelievably precise. Each shadow beast was cut by a sharp blade from the midline of its body, turning it into two symmetrical corpses.

But that doesn't make sense.

If the killer's fighting skills were this level, his attack should not have affected the surrounding trees.

Bald ears also found more wrong places, such as there is no wind whistling here, quiet like a grave; snowflakes have been whirling in the air, never falling.It was too late when he wanted to escape from this eerie snow forest.

A soothing air flowed around the Orc Slayer's body, pushing him forward.Bald Er felt the biting pressure, and his intuition told him that now he can only move forward, not backward, otherwise he will be stabbed and end up in the same fate as the shadow beast.

Bald Ear clenched his teeth, raised the power of blood rage to the limit, and walked into the collapsed forest farm.Then, under a big tree, he saw an unforgettable figure, it was the half-elf who used a bow and arrow to humiliate him.

The half-elf had discarded sharp swords and stone sticks at his feet. He faced the trunk of the big tree, his back turned to his bald ears, and he kept mumbling to himself, "Why wake me up?"

"Why wake me up?."

"Why wake me up..."

Bald Ear couldn't understand the language of the half-elf, and he didn't dare to act rashly. He gathered up his courage and asked sharply, "Who are you?!"

The air suddenly stopped flowing, and no sound was transmitted, as if an invisible hand was holding everything around it.The bald ear seemed to be trapped in the iron wall, and the blood rage power fell straight down.He couldn't get the frozen air into his lungs, and he was about to suffocate.The half-elf slowly turned around, facing the bald ear, showing a pair of mysterious dark golden eyes.

"Who are you?"

As soon as the half-elf spoke, the surrounding air resumed its flow, and Bald Ear dropped his axe, kneeling on the ground and gasping for breath.For the first time, he found that the air that he could breathe normally could be so precious.He heard the half-elf on the opposite side repeat a sentence in seven or eight different languages.These languages ​​seem to have something in common with those of the Rift Orcs, only more primitive and obscure.

Until the half-elf changed nine languages ​​in a row, Bald Ear was surprised to find that he actually understood.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

"Who am I?"

"...Who am I?"

"I am the Archmage of the Alchemy Empire, the inheritor of the School of Life, the master of the ant colony, the founder of the Assyrian Empire, the undead Angelia?"

"I am an ancient beast, a magic-printed leopard wandering in the highlands and snow?"

"I am the mythical three-headed lizard, Portanos?"

"I am the companion of the moon god and the spider, the incarnation of the sun god, the guardian of the sun tree, the lord of the elves, the sun elf Flakeris?"

"I remember... I am the lover of the god knight Sylvia, the swordsman of Stormrage in the human kingdom, the golden-eyed earl of the Kingdom of Gombis... I am Victor Wimbledon Rand, the master of the mind. you!"

Vertok, no, it should be Victor, his blank eyes became clear, the snowflakes floating in the air finally fell, and the whistling sound of wind and snow resounded in the woods again.

Victor, who kept dark golden eyes, smiled and said quickly: "Time is limited, I will make a long story short, I have provoked a great existence in the endless forest that should not be provoked, that is, the demon incarnation of the Moon Goddess, entrenched in the abyss plane. Lady Spider. Lady Spider came to trouble me because I refused to answer the call of the Sun Tree."

"He could have simply killed me, but we can't understand a great existence from a mortal's perspective. Just to kill me, maybe it's not worthy of Lady Spider's own shot; or maybe, he has another purpose... In short, Not only did the spider not kill me, but it also forcibly raised the upper limit of my spiritual attributes beyond the range allowed by the main material plane. Therefore, my main consciousness inevitably slipped into the ocean of pan-consciousness."

".It can also be called the ocean of the soul. It is a manifestation of the sea of ​​fire, a vast ocean composed of all thoughts. There is no barrier of time and space, because the mind itself transcends time and space... The thoughts of animals, the thoughts of plants, Individual thoughts, group thoughts, past, present and future thoughts, those memories that have happened, and fantasies that have not happened are all densely entangled. Anyone who falls into the ocean of mind will lose themselves, and I certainly don’t exception."

"Obviously, Lady Spider didn't feel good about me. He threw me into the ocean of the soul, just like feeding me to the creator Tyron Riel, and then using the creator's source power to consume my soul's will side. Finally, I Only the immortal sun divinity will remain in my soul, and the ancient will of the sun elf will be revived from my body."

"Fortunately, I still have the means to dominate my mind. On the basis of the 'Portanos Secret Method', I used part of my subconscious to create a sub-personality to control my body. The sub-personality and the main personality share all memories, including Ancestral memory rooted in blood. In addition to the blood memory of the sun elf, there are other ancestors' blood memory in my body. To me, these are all superfluous ancient memories, but they all may occupy the sub-personality's soul will side , especially the bloodline memory of the first-generation sun elf Flakeris, who is getting closer and closer to my sub-personality..."

"It's like a game of grabbing chairs. I have to sit back in my chair before others. The method is to let the sub-personality take the lead in retrieving the memories that belong to me, and wait for the sea of ​​fire to recover what I shouldn't have. Spiritual strength, the sub-personality becomes the main one, and I return."

"The bad news is that the consciousness swap method I created temporarily has many loopholes and can only be used for emergencies. For example, I didn't have time to design a character for the sub-personality at the time. He lacked a position and could also be biased towards blood memory. If it goes on like this, I'm definitely screwed."

"...Fortunately, I woke up and had a chance to patch the loophole. It's all thanks to you..."

Bald Ear couldn't understand what Victor was saying, but he felt that the half-elf wasn't talking to him, so he tried to take a step back, trying to find a chance to sneak away.

Victor's eyes immediately fell on the Orc Butcher, he smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry... I'm communicating with my wife... Her name is Sylvia, and she just found out about my help and risked falling. The danger of entering the fire element sea and grab my hand. Well, in the pan-conscious world you can't see, our hands are clasped together. Sylvia is like an anchor, helping me from all kinds of memory bubbles But, how can I bear to watch my beloved being assimilated by the sea of ​​fire elements? She can't last long, so I'm explaining to her that I'll go back to find her, and she should take the initiative when the time comes. Let go."

"Unfortunately, the ocean of mind is full of messy thoughts, and Sylvia can't tell which ones belong to me. Even if she can find out my thoughts, it will inevitably contain false fantasies and dreams. I can only speak my words. , will get the echo of the world, just like what has been done, it will leave traces."

Victor saluted the bald butcher gracefully and said sincerely: "My wife wants me to prove that I have the ability to protect myself before she is willing to let go... Time is precious, let's invite the master here and start as soon as possible. "

He raised his hand and knocked on the tree trunk beside him, and a mass of ice and snow on a branch was immediately shaken off and fell on the snow.Suddenly, a giant beast covered in snow jumped out from under the thick snow.

(End of this chapter)