In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 14 I don't seem to come from the abyss again
"Embrace your inner truth!"

"Never hide in the shadows again!"

"After you successfully become a demon, all obstacles will be a dead end in front of you!"

In Scarlet's field of vision, a deep and hoarse voice with extremely terrifying allure, confided his bewitchment to the owner of the dream.

"Your soul has been enveloped in darkness."

"You must release the inner demon, otherwise it will try its best to escape. At that time, the one who controls this body will be a complete [God]!"

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Ryan slowly opened his eyes.

He had a weird dream, in which there was nothing but a bloody red, like the curtain before the stage opened.

It is also very similar to the bloody mist that covers the field of vision and obscures everything.

What the two have in common is that Ryan doesn't know what's behind Scarlet.

In the dream, a voice issued a strange warning.

"My soul has been shrouded in darkness, and I must release the inner demon, which will give me the power to sweep everything away."

"If I continue to keep the demon in my body, it will break through the bondage and take control of this body instead of me."

"Make me a .god?"

What a mess.

Ryan straightened up from the bed, he supported his forehead, and shook his head slowly, trying to get rid of the raving in his head.

Is this a nightmare?
Why do I seriously analyze the warnings that appear in nightmares?

After getting out of bed, Ryan left the bedroom and went to the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee.

The light in the living room was off.

In the darkness, holding the coffee cup, he easily dodged the debris on the ground, came to the fabric sofa, and sat down slowly.

The indigo eyes flickered.

Gently flicking the spoon, he blew away the hot air that overflowed from the mouth of the coffee cup.

He shouldn't have spent his mind on a nightmare. After all, the dream of human beings is an illusory "other world", and any absurd farce will be staged in the dream.

Dreams do not seek truth and do not speak logic.

There is no concept of time and space.

But from another perspective, dreams are closely related to the subconsciousness of human thinking and behavior. By analyzing dreams, we can discover deep and covered thoughts about the unconscious desires of the dream owner.

"and many more--"

"The above paragraph is really something I can think of? Is it too academic?"

Ryan tapped his head. This was a knowledge point mentioned by the psychology teacher in the academic department in his memory. His own brain connected the knowledge points together.

"I shouldn't believe things in dreams."

Ryan took a sip of his coffee, and the bitterness in his mouth made him frown.

"However, the voice I heard in my dream just now is very similar to the guy who injected the injection into my body."

Brows furrowed.

"All the bad reactions that guy said came true one by one, so this time."

That's why he had to analyze this nightmare.

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"If what he said is true."

"There is a crazy demon inside of me, and if I don't release it, the demon will take over my consciousness."

"Then, am I going to die?"

Lane certainly didn't want to die.

He managed to win the resurrection game and didn't want to see God.

God wants too many things. He wants to watch people play basketball, so He lowered the helicopter. He wants to see people open their minds, so He lowered sniper rifles and convertible cars.

God He wanted to see a giant barbecue party, so he dropped LeMay and the atomic bomb.

He wanted to see the combination of religion and technology, so he lowered the crystallization of technology - airplanes, the Twin Towers, and
In short, he didn't find anything good-looking in Ryan, so he didn't accept this order.

And God?

Not useful in this world.

Ryan's thinking was like stepping on a banana peel, slipping further and further.

Closer to home.

"If what he said is true."

"What is the heart demon?"

Sipping his coffee, Ryan fell into deep thought.How should he release his demons?
".!"

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, his body shook suddenly, his raised eyebrows flew high, and a pair of indigo eyes flashed with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

"When tearing apart the body of the evil spirit—"

After rebirth, Ryan's memory of everything is very clear.

Only in Bartlett University, when the power of [Poisonous Blood] in his body awakened, he clasped his hands inside the hard stone sculpture, tore the evil spirit in half, leaving only the moment of bloody blood.

He was in a trance for a moment.

At that time, it seemed that a crazy and brutal bloodthirsty impulse had arisen in his brain, eager to cut, chop, and chop all the living things in front of him!
After pondering for a long time, Ryan finally got the answer.

"This is the heart demon."

"Under the influence of violent and bloody blood, I have become a little out of control."

"After tearing apart the evil spirits, I laughed grinningly myself."

He understood everything.

"If you suppress this crazy idea for a long time, and because of the influence of being a [monster], not only will the violence not dissipate with time, but it will accumulate deeper and deeper."

"Sooner or later, it will explode completely."

"Reduce me to an irrational beast."

God?It's just a glorified statement, and the voice in Ryan's head has a poetic wording.He is used to it.

To put it simply, he is a riddler, afraid that there will be accidents if he speaks too clearly.

"Reasonable."

Ryan drank the coffee and nodded secretly.

"Know what a demon is—"

"Then how do I release my demons?"

"The so-called blocking is worse than sparse. Do you want me to rush to the demon hunting battlefield immediately, frantically stop killing with killing, and use the death of evil spirits as sacrifices to make the demons fall asleep?"

Ryan looked ugly.

Shaking his head, he felt that the way to release the demons was definitely not the case.

He had a premonition that the more he killed, the more the poisonous blood in his body boiled, and as the combat power increased, the poisonous blood became more pure - the desire to kill became stronger.

Completely stuck in a vicious circle.

there is definitely a better way
"pity--"

"If only my brain had a recycling bin for bad emotions."

Lane was always off the line.

After thinking hard for a long time, he still couldn't find a reasonable way to release his "inner demons". In other words, with his current knowledge reserve, he couldn't use knowledge to change his destiny like all kinds of gods.

"Take a step, take a look."

Ryan shook his head, got up slowly, and walked back to the bedroom.

"My current mental state is quite normal. Apart from my increased appetite, it seems that my bloodthirsty is not particularly reflected—"

"Perhaps, because I have just become an [Abyss Race], the killing in my blood hasn't affected me so quickly."

The next day.

The elegant Earl Ramon stood on the podium, his speaking art was full of wit and wit, and he taught the students vividly.

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"Abyss race."

Earl Ramon glanced at Ryan who suddenly became energetic.

"Unlike [Fantasy Species], the genetic difference between them and humans is as large as that of humans and dogs."

"They are born with a strong hatred for evil spirits, demons, etc."

"They seem to be natural enemies to each other."

"They have simply been favored by the Creator. They have a strong body and fists that can directly cause damage to evil spirits, but they don't have to pay any price."

"Except that when fighting, emotions will be blocked by the brain and become an out-and-out cold-blooded animal, there are almost no shortcomings."

"The purer the bloodline of the abyss race, the more demons and evil spirits they kill, and their bodies will enter the state of [evolution], and the lost emotions will be slowly made up for, and the only defect will be completely erased at this time .”

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"Author: Ramon Cappadocia."

"A Study of the Lineage of the Legendary Witcher Sherman Lawrence."

Sherman Lawrence, in the era when alchemy and modern technology had not yet developed to the present scale, was the legendary demon hunter who single-handedly brought [The Lustful Mundus] back to hell.

He is the most famous demon hunter among the abyssal races.

Most of Ramon Cappadocia's research results on the abyss races come from
"You don't have to doubt whether the content of this article about the abyssal race is true or not."

Earl Ramon smiled gracefully.

"Because most of the content in it comes from Little Sherman's dictation and personal experience."

"Wow--"

The students shouted shockingly.

This is the power of an old thing that has lived for 750 years. Even the legendary witcher who has died for more than 30 years and died at the age of 125, he can add a "little" intimately as a friendship between the two testimony.

"Clap!"

The pen in his hand fell on the table.

Count Ramon's introduction to the races of the abyss all hurt someone's delicate heart.

Twisting his stiff neck, he looked at the little girl with the gray and black ball head who was listening to the class seriously.

Her side face was indifferent, as if everything Earl Ramon said had nothing to do with her.

"Damn!!"

"I don't seem to be an abyss race either!"

"What the hell am I?"

Lane is plunged into intense self-doubt.

(End of this chapter)