Medieval Reiki Revival

Ivan's current mood is like a bottle of vinegar has been knocked over in his heart. While excited, he is inevitably a little sour, and even a little frightened - this fear is not groundless, but a fear of human morality.

It was he who killed Persephone.

as a murderer.

The target of his killing suddenly came back to life, and Ivan's emotions were very complicated.

Those who harm others are most afraid of the retribution of heaven.

They can take life with their blades and cover their victims' faces with fresh earth.

But when the victim reappears in front of him, the murderer needs to personally face the impact of the secular morality he avoids talking about, as well as the eyes of the possible resentment.

"Persephone, do you...hate me?"

Ivan approached murmuringly, his eyes gradually blurred.

His mood gradually returned to calm.

When he got closer, Ivan realized that the other party was not Persephone, but a female god of death.

A woman in a gorgeous gold-rimmed coat, her mint-colored skirt mopping the floor revealing part of her radiance.

The upper body is elegant and elegant, with light and thin gauze, folds, drape and three-dimensional flowers covered around the white satin, the chest is scattered golden ears, the waist and chest are fixed on the shoulders with pins, and the chest is slightly tightened with a belt. Suspended with perforations on each side for arms to reach out.

The woman couldn't see her face, and in the golden hair was a darkness that was even blacker than the illusion around her.

Her smooth ankles and skirt were soaked in the sea water.

The goddess of death seemed unconscious, just standing there simply.

Ivan still remembers the experimental records of Persephone. She once said that the most real appearance of each person will be reflected in the crystal labyrinth with a supernatural state of mind. That appearance is not only the manifestation of the reflected desire, but also some kind of unspeakable destiny. .

Ivan at the time naturally dismissed such remarks.

Because his own reflection is "three demons devouring people", he doesn't believe in fate.

"If it is said that the reflector reflects the fate, what is the fate of Persephone?"

Ivan thought silently: "Why does her fate exist here?"

"You know, Persephone died in the real world, so it could be that the [Dream Maker] left her fate behind before her illusion."

Ivan thought a lot, and had more doubts.

He doesn't quite know why the reflection of Persephone exists here?
Is it the characteristic of [Dream Maker], or the characteristic of [Illusion].

Or maybe it's something special about one's destiny.

He needs to refresh.

Ivan slowly closed his eyes, and he began to recall everything with Persephone.

Her every sentence, every expression.

Maybe there is information in it for your own needs.

"Master Ivan, the pleasure brought by physical desire is the most real."

"Please take it easy."

"Jasmine is a good girl, it's true that you have concerns."

"I'm willing to do anything for you, that's my mission."

"There are certain problems with your body. Violence and extremes are not your character, just like the events reflected in the crystal. They are absolutely real, but they are different from reality."

it's here.

Ivan frowned and continued to recall.

Persephone's gentle whispers seemed to be heard in his ears.

She said: "Some experimenters who entered the hallucinations also reflected images, but as far as I know, these images have nothing to do with their lives at all. There is no gold in the images of the greedy people, and there is no gold in the images of the cowards." No weapons appear, but their shadows seem to be the embodiment of some idiosyncratic spirit."

"But show them the mirrored image, and they can all show an attitude of approval, like there is another face of these people naturally, with some unique connection."

"I suspect it's a manifestation of ego."

"To give an inappropriate example, a person's thinking is parasitic on the soul."

"And sometimes, the soul will be dissatisfied with the thinking parasitic on itself, so it will deliberately show a different appearance from it, just like a child's personality."

"It's just that,"

"The character of the soul or [spirituality]."

Ivan slowly opened his eyes, and he looked at the female death in surprise: "This is the real spirituality, she can survive independently in this space, I always thought it was difficult for such a conceptual thing to actually exist in this space." in four-dimensional space."

He smiled wryly again, and now he is not in the four-dimensional space.

It turns out that the function of [Dream Maker] is not only to create illusions, but also to copy the spirituality of the person who enters.

The goddess of death in front of me was copied by Persephone before his death.

Ivan quickly thought that since spirituality exists, it should be able to react with spiritual power.

The soul, says Persephone, is less than satisfied with the mind.

I don't know if it would like to use it as an experiment. If the spirit shows disgust, will it object like a human being, or quickly move away like an animal.

Ivan was looking forward to it, and he gathered some spiritual power in his hands.

Then he stretched out his hand and transported it into the body of the female death god.

Under Ivan's nervous gaze, the goddess of death gently waved the ears of wheat in her hand.

There was a wave of waves on the sea level, and the ends of the golden hair couldn't help shaking.

"Has there been any changes?"

Just when Ivan was about to take back his hand, the goddess of death actually moved.

"Master Ivan Ivan."

When she said this, her voice was a little stiff.

Ivan only felt as if a ghost was speaking, and his voice was ethereal, floating back and forth in his ears.

"Pearl Safe."

Ivan was even more nervous than the other party, and couldn't even speak.

"Master Ivan, why are you here?"

"Are you dead too?"

This is Persephone's first complete sentence.

Hearing words that were not the kind of blame or resentment, Ivan suddenly relaxed.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "No, this is in the pipeline space in the [Illusion], and you actually obtained the [spirituality] of spiritual power. I don't know why you can be resurrected. Things that can be figured out.”

Persephone quickly accepted the status quo, but she knew a lot more than Ivan.

As a spirituality, she inherently knows some information.

"This is the spiritual space, or the root of the soul."

"I once had some misunderstandings about spirituality, but in fact spirituality is the origin of everything."

"It has incredible energy."

"As long as living creatures are basically spiritual."

"Different races, different spirituality, different individuals, different spirituality."

"It doesn't seem to interfere with our reality, but our reality depends on it."

Persephone talked about a lot of theories, but Ivan became more and more confused.

"Master Ivan, after I learned how to read, I read a book."

"It was written by the philosopher Vincenzo. He believed that human reason is the only truth, and the existence of matter is only an interference to reason. He also put forward the view that I think, therefore I am."

"For me, spiritual existence is the cornerstone of a person's existence."

"When a person clearly recognizes his own spirituality, as long as he gathers his spiritual power, he can burst out with incredible abilities."

Ivan was very puzzled, he found that the figure on the opposite side began to become unreal.

It seems that the mental strength is not enough.

Before he could continue to input mental power, Persephone grabbed his arm.

"Master Ivan."

"The power of spirituality should not be underestimated, you should see it for yourself."

Ivan seemed to notice something: "Wait."

Persephone patted his arm lightly.

He felt the world spinning and his mind went blank.

When he woke up again, Ivan had returned to the real world.

He is standing next to the [Dream Maker] brain.

Surrounded by ruined laboratories, crumbling masonry walls, and other nurses and knights who rushed over upon hearing the noise.

Their eyes widened and their tongues gaped.

There was silence.

Tong Niya arrived late, but she was shocked by the scene.

Dirt spread from the ground by impact.

The shape of the circle.

Bullets bounced off flying rocks, piercing nearby plants and flower beds.

Buildings have been destroyed.

Not only the laboratory, but even the building began to be unstable.

Boom, boom!
Ivan raised his head: "This is the power of spirituality, it is the power of [spirituality] + [pipeline] + [spiritual power]. The previous [Wizard's Hand] is really a small matter, this kind of power is the power of a wizard. strength."