People are at the junction, but they become the incarnation of the sun

In addition to related memories, he has naturally experienced it. Not long ago, he was wandering on the road and was intercepted by a group of Grek soldiers. When they saw him, they rushed towards him like crazy.

The end result was naturally that he became a walking rune and was absorbed by him, but the amount was completely inferior to that of the big tree guard.

However, when passing by Yakir Lake, a song coming from the distance caught his attention.

"Aqil, oh, Aqil...

Aqil's fire, please burn me up...

Oh──oh──oh──

The coffin goes with us,

The destination is too far away and the journey seems endless──

We look for the remaining fragments of heroes after the war,

We search for the fate of the hero's death.

Oh──oh──oh──

Whose origin is this?

This is where he comes from.

Oh──oh──oh──

This is where he comes from. "

Following the song and looking around, I saw a group of immortals wandering among the dilapidated ruins on the lake in the distance.

They are the people who were originally blessed by gold and have remained alive.

But now that Elden's ring is broken and the golden tree has stopped giving its blessings, these people are just like those suffering from dementia. Their bodies are thin and only skin and bones are left, wandering in the realm of immortality and death, wandering in the borderland Everywhere, looking for a way to die.

So, they found the flying dragon Aqil who was entrenched in Nimgofu, hoping that Aqil could devour them with the beautiful dragon flames.

These people are also a sad bunch.

Live forever because of blessings, and hope to die because of blessings.

After standing on the edge of the cliff and watching for a while, Reinhard shook his head and turned away, continuing his journey.

When the golden tree bloomed again and the junction ushered in dawn, he unknowingly arrived at the Station Street.

Perhaps it was his subconscious that prompted him to want to see Teacher Se Lian.

It's just that the current Inn Street is even more dilapidated than when he left.

The surrounding temporary wooden houses have long since decayed and collapsed, turning into nutrients for the earth.

As for the Yizhan Street building built near the ruins stone, only a rubble ruin remains, covered with moss, as if no one has visited it for a long time.

To be honest, there is one question that has been lingering in Reinhardt's mind since he woke up and he can't find the answer.

How long did you sleep for?

The junction area has become so dilapidated that there are not many living people along the way.

The most important thing is that many things no longer match the memory and are full of weirdness...

137. Melina’s Visit (5K)

click, click, click—

Walking down the winding and steep stone steps, Reinhardt ignored the obstacles of the groups of Miranda on the ground and forced his way into the familiar basement.

After all, they are still old neighbors after all. Without their protection, I probably wouldn’t have been able to hide in this basement for so long...

Okay, please allow him to take back what he said. There is something wrong with this basement.

Most of the furnishings in the basement remained the same, not much different from when he remembered leaving.

It's just that the candlelight has long been extinguished, leaving only ashes, and the furniture has also been corroded by time and decayed.

But there was a fire lit in the center of the basement, and a figure was sitting next to the fire.

However, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the materials used for burning in the fire are actually his sofa and bed!

Confucius said: Your mother is a maidservant!

Reinhard's eyes suddenly turned cold. Everything here was his memory, and it was actually destroyed like this.

Confucius said: This is tolerable, but what is unbearable?

I can't bear it, I don't need to bear it anymore!

He clenched his fists and slowly walked towards the figure.

Today he must teach this guy what it means to be polite as a guest.

Reinhardt's approach seemed to attract the attention of the figure. He immediately turned his head and looked over. He saw Reinhardt walking towards him and slowly stood up.

The man was very large, wearing a pumpkin-like helmet, and he was holding a flail and swinging it gently.

It's the pumpkin-headed soldier.

Moreover, his appearance seemed to disturb the pumpkin-headed soldier's rest, which made him very unhappy. He raised the huge flail in his hand and rushed over.

But what does that have to do with him?

The flail came through the air. Reinhardt's eyes narrowed and he raised his fist to strike.

boom--

The falling flail collided hard with Reinhardt's fist, but it was not his fist that was injured, but the flail in Pumpkin Head's hand, which was immediately hit by a punch and parts flew away.

Just kidding, he can fight Latarn's Star-Shattering Sword with his fists, so what does a small broken flail mean? !

Normally, the average soldier would be frightened or at least shocked when seeing this scene, but he did not feel this emotion with Pumpkin Head.

As fearless as a machine, he threw away the flail in his hand when he found it was broken, and rushed forward without any scruples.

With just one quick step, she rushed into his arms, raised her fist and hit him on the head.

The huge fist swung down with the sound of breaking wind, directly cracking the ground.

The attack failed.

At that moment, Reinhardt had already disappeared from the place with hound steps, and when he reappeared, the pumpkin soldiers had already appeared.

"die!!!"

In the blink of an eye, Reinhard's bigger fist came down and hit the pumpkin hood hard.

bang——

A heavy muffled sound sounded from the pumpkin helmet, like a dull bell.

But the almost indestructible hard helmet cracked inch by inch with the sound where Reinhardt's fist fell, gradually covering the entire helmet.

And in the dark cracks, a bright red substance slowly dripped from the cracks, flowing like a funnel filled with water, mixed with an unknown white color.

Plop!With a sound, the pumpkin-headed soldier fell.

The helmet also shattered, and the contents inside seemed to have been violently stirred by a wall-breaking machine. The red and white things immediately fell to the floor.

It’s good to be young, you can sleep without your head.

Reinhardt looked at the headless corpse lying on the ground with an indifferent expression, his eyes filled with coldness.

No need to think about it, this thing must have been tamed by Greg.

Due to the shattering of Elden's Ring, the golden tree stopped granting blessings, and those who had been blessed in the border area gradually developed dementia.

This symptom is similar to madness. Some people are irritable and full of aggression, and some people seek death, just like those immortals.

And this pumpkin soldier is the product of dementia.

Some monarchs captured and restrained the crazed soldiers, and then made helmets that turned dark when worn and put them on those soldiers.

It is said that this method can effectively suppress the panic of the crazy soldiers, and coupled with the fact that they have lost their minds, this method can allow the crazy soldiers to exert their greatest effect.

However, these things have nothing to do with Reinhardt. What he cares about is that the bastard Greg actually reached out to his former residence.

What are you doing here?

Want to arrest Teacher Serian for limb replacement?

Is this bastard really tired of living?

However, there is another possibility that this pumpkin soldier is controlled by Teacher Se Lian and is responsible for guarding this place.

To prevent outsiders from disturbing you.

After all, although this place is indeed hidden, and Miranda is there to protect it, ordinary people can't get in, but there will be some unlucky guys who break in.

The weathered skeletons around are the best proof.

But no matter what, this matter is inextricably related to that little bastard Greg, which gives him another reason to teach Greg, a bastard who cares about food but not about fighting.

In addition, there is something similar to a fire on the ground, but it is composed of small tree roots spreading from the ground, with a golden glow surrounding it.

This is a blessed place that provides a light to guide the way forward for those who have faded.

But Reinhard was too lazy to pay attention or even take a look. This was not the first time he had seen this thing. He had seen a few on the road.

And nothing is more important than him meeting the teacher first.

"Teacher, I'm back!"

When he walked straight to the familiar iron door, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"seal?"

He stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the iron door. Suddenly, a blue emblem appeared on the door, which was particularly dazzling in this dim environment.

What is shown above is the mark of Rhea Lucalia Magic Academy, and behind that mark is the brand belonging to Radagan.

It was almost the same as the seal used by the Magic Academy in his memory.

But this made him feel a little confused.

Could it be that the Magic Academy has joined forces with that idiot Greg?

It's not that there is no such possibility.

After all, the Magic Academy, like Greg, doesn't have very good brains, and they are neighbors, so the possibility of getting together is very high.