latent syndrome.

Chapter 532 531. Frontier Desolation
A week later.

A small border town in the Traveler's Land.

Because thought is an infinitely fast thing, in the entire general range, there is actually no distance in the deep world,
Theoretically, anyone can reach any place in the deep world at any time, as long as he has some kind of epiphany, and what kind of spiritual world he has reached, he can exist in that place.

Of course, it's just a theory. All weak and small souls are still controlled by the infinite plane, and they will never find the sea of ​​memories or their own essence.

It is rumored that very long ago, there was an extremely powerful traveler, who could be said to be a great sage and the most holy teacher, but because the age was too old, his name and life were long forgotten.

I only know a story, he seemed to have reached that state, traveled through countless planes from a certain place, and after being passed by that kind of power, he would always leave a portal.

Later, that place was called the City of All Souls, and it had countless portals that could reach many planes. It could be called a universal place, through which almost all places could be connected.

The Nameless and Selene first arrived at the outskirts of the Traveler's Land.

Different from other places.

There are more people in the desert here, because many people dare not go to Wanling City, thinking that it is too dangerous.

There are countless portals in Wanling City. These natural portals are invisible, and the trigger conditions are unknown. They may be triggered unconsciously, and they will be sent to a place where they cannot survive. In order to prevent Dangerous, the passers-by who accidentally arrive at the Traveler's Land will not choose to go to the City of All Souls, but just hang out in the wilderness.

And Wanling City can't be entered through the teleportation array, because the coordinates there are extremely chaotic and complicated, and ordinary array mages can't set it at all.

The best way is to go to a city closer to Wanling City through the teleportation array, and then go there on foot.

The Traveler's Land, a small frontier city that is extremely far away from the City of All Souls.

The long-lost starry night, the pleasant temperature, the cool evening breeze, and the windows of the low-rise buildings can also have a panoramic view of the city. There is a height limit here, and the city lights that spread for dozens of miles are so beautiful that there is nothing to add. The outline of the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

There is a cup of coffee on the edge of the window, like lip gloss with sequins like tannin in wine, inexplicably giving rise to an urge to... touch.

Selene was sitting by the window, wearing only a small gray vest, holding the coffee with her long and perfect arms, leaving a bright red lip print on the cup, the shadow of the waist projected by the moonlight on the wall, just It is the lines, which is enough to make people completely enchanted.

After experiencing an extremely harsh environment, the lawless zone where people are used as fuel, even though other planes in the deep world are more or less abnormal, they are nothing compared to there.

Selene was finally able to escape from birth, and the timing was just right, but it was a pity that the anonymous person did not get the astronomical sum of money, and Selene also lost all the property looted by Fa Lanta. Lost to nothing left.

On the very first day, Nameless's flesh was so painful that he almost wanted to be a robber. It’s so damn rich. To put it simply, it’s directly equivalent to receiving the eternal subsistence allowance. As long as you don’t go out to fool around and commit crimes, and stay in the safe area honestly, in a big city, you can live until you get tired of living. degree of living.

But after a week passed, Anonymous didn't care much about it anymore, it was still just something outside of him.

"Woooooooo..."

In the corner of the room, there is a woman tied up in five flowers, with a sika deer tattooed with simple lines on her neck, struggling constantly.

Destroying all of Selene's good mood, she kicked the table with her oppressive long legs, causing the anonymous person who was working to stagger.

"Are you crazy? Didn't you see me at work?"

Anonymous raised his gold-rimmed glasses and checked what he had written. It was very important for him to record all his experiences.

If you can't find your essence in this life, you have to engrave some soul imprint on your body, and extract it from this log.

"Take care of your little follower, it's not an option to keep her."

"The best solution is to kill her right now."

Selene spoke seriously.

"Don't."

"Her name is Maggie, and she's Johnny's sister."

"It's a long story. Just leave her alone. At worst, cut off her head and carry it with you."

"I have no place here, and besides, this lady may not want to hang out with the likes of Shock Gordon."

Anonymous judged so.

Johnny, like Randy, was also instructed by the host of the original chaos. This so-called host is really annoying and haunts him.

But I let both of them find the essence, as if they had completed some kind of closed loop, and they woke up at the last moment, reminded themselves of the fact that they were being hunted down, and told themselves to find the essence in the correct way, through memories ocean.

After all

The nameless person had no reason to kill Maggie, this girl was still thinking about killing herself to get back her essence, and she also thought that she killed Johnny.

Even after telling her the truth, Johnny deserved to die, not himself.

But this girl still doesn't believe it.

Anonymous really wanted to say what was in his heart, Johnny, who achieved a real death in this way, can be regarded as the end of his life, and the two rotten people, Randy and Johnny, died peacefully.

But everything can't be free, perhaps they have already paid for all their sins when they have found their own essence in eternity.

"Speak up."

"What the hell are you writing about?"

Selene became interested in looking at the pseudo-gentle Anonymous who was wearing glasses. It’s not that the Anonymous is not such a material. Many of them are still talented and talented, and can write some level things, but they are often far away from awakening. It's been a long time, no less than tens of thousands of years, and now the nameless person has not even woken up for half a year, and he is starting to write, which is really rare.

"I do not know either."

"Didn't you say so?"

"I also believe in the return of everything."

"But I'm not like the weirdos at SCT."

"We can only draw such a conclusion decisively."

"The return of all things is a kind of nesting, not one-way."

"I think, figured out how this nesting works."

"It also understands the lowest structure, which is the truth."

Anonymous said so.

Selene grabbed the book and flipped through it.

(End of this chapter)