A Full-level Commander Who Joins the Chat Group

Natsumi withdrew her hand, but there was no scar on her hand.

She looked at the nothingness creature again, saw it spinning around in a daze, and for some reason suddenly understood the source of the pain.

It wasn't hurt, but because she had 'humanity' and felt its pain.

It is hovering in a daze, but underneath that daze is endless pain, when you reach out to touch it, it's like listening to it talk about the pain, empathizing with it.

That is to say...

Xia Meizi looked at the black phantom, her tail swaying slightly.

Is it... painful?

Obviously it looks like a black mass of black air wandering unconsciously, and the eyes are also very empty, but why is it so painful...

Natsumi didn't understand.

And what she doesn't understand is not only that, she doesn't know where she is now, and she doesn't know how she got here. Obviously, her ability can sneak into other people's consciousness after they fall into a dream, and she can't sneak into it. In the consciousness of a person with too strong spiritual will—this is mainly because she has not strengthened and exercised her ability in this area.

In other words, she doesn't know anything except who she is now, and she should be in a dream.

No, maybe she knows one more thing...

Xia Meizi raised her head and looked at the floating black human-shaped air mass, her eyes gradually became firmer.

She knew she wanted to help this painful, unknown thing.

There was no other reason, and she didn't think of any return. She just felt that it was too painful and needed help, so she wanted to help it.

And as for how to help...

Natsumi hesitated for a long time, then tremblingly stretched out her hand towards the cloud of black gas.

She is actually quite afraid of pain, but if this can help others, she is willing to endure the pain, just like she can muster up the courage to chat and group out tasks in order to protect the town.

Maybe she is not suitable for fighting, and she is also very timid. Apart from having some very useless (at least she thinks so) abilities, she is not even as good as an ordinary person.

But she also has her own persistence.

To help others, to protect others, to make the world a better place...

She really doesn't have much power, but she is willing to work hard for it, even if she can only contribute a power as weak as a spark.

Perhaps, that power is really weak, like a spark in the dark night, unable to stir up any waves.

But when thousands of sparks light up at the same time, covering every corner of the sky and the earth...

A single spark can also start a prairie fire.

So she stretched out her hand, touched the darkness, felt the pain from it, clenched her teeth, tears welled up in her eyes, but she didn't have the slightest intention of withdrawing her hand.

She was in pain, but she was able to hold on.

The mass of black gas stared blankly at her, and the color of pain gradually appeared in the empty eyes. The body of the empty black gas began to tremble, and opened its mouth wide, as if it wanted to howl loudly, but it didn't make the slightest sound.

Gradually lost in the endless cycle of death, the gradually numb human nature was awakened little by little, the heart that had already been numb began to beat again, and once again felt the pain from the soul.

The black humanity flowed in the soul of the living corpse again, and those once silent things reappeared, causing the entire empty space to vibrate and then collapse.

The black air mass collapsed.

No, that's not an air mass, but 'human nature', the root of human birth in the world of Dark Souls, is the essence of human beings, something close to human consciousness in other worlds.

And this mass of black air is the 'humanity' of the living corpse she is looking at, a mass of humanity that has lost all humanity in the endless death and reincarnation.

This is the dreamland of living corpses, only a trace of humanity left in the deepest part of consciousness drifting, until Natsumeko came and felt the endless pain again after being awakened, and the outside body committed suicide because it couldn't bear the pain.

Although for the undead, this is just a new beginning.

And with the death of the external body, the consciousness space of the living corpse collapsed.

But Natsumi, who should have escaped from the dream, was not ejected, but still stayed where she was, looking at the world revealed after the space collapsed with some confusion.

It was a huge space of consciousness, still very empty, looking around, there was nothing.

However, unlike the previous consciousness space, although there is nothing around and above this empty space, there is a dark, ocean-like existence below.

no... not the ocean...

Xia Meizi lowered her head, staring blankly at the endless darkness.

There are countless 'humanities' wandering in it, and the so-called oceans are all made up of things that are the same as the black gas before, wandering aimlessly among them.

There is no way to count the number, even if Natsumeko looked around, she couldn't see the edge, and those wandering human natures formed waves of black 'waves', slowly fluctuating in the dark ocean.

This is also a dreamland, a huge physical dreamland belonging to the Black Soul world, and it also has its own name.

abyss.

...

The furnace of the first fire.

Jiang Cheng stood near the fire that looked no different from ordinary flames, quietly watching the flames.

After cleaning up the living corpses, Natsumi was still in a coma, but there was no danger at the moment, so he didn't wake her up, but found an excuse to leave the team and came to the place where the initial fire was burning.

A long time ago, during his second mission, he had chatted with Solal about his world.