I'm a villain, not a devil

Chapter 729: The Race Emerging from the Light

After a few days without encountering any gods that might be watching, Sean became a lot bolder.

He quickened his pace and searched the surrounding plains, but still found nothing.

"Could it be that all the humans in this world have been sacrificed or eaten?" Sean pondered to himself.

He increased his speed to the fastest, causing enough noise to be noticed by all powerful creatures around him. However, not only did the gods in the sky not move, but there were also few creatures on the ground.

Although it was night, it was not much different from day for Sean. There were not many obstructions around and he could see everything at a glance.

"Could it be that this world is too primitive? Someone sacrificed a living person here, but found that there was no response from the gods, so he sacrificed himself in desperation?"

He muttered outrageous theories, mainly that this world did not use normal methods of speculation.

There are only some primitive creatures, and the strongest is just the huge white ghost encountered before. It is indeed a primitive development trend.

But the sacrificial ritual that is the same as that of the Golden Dawn is unclear.

Sean stood on the coastline with a hesitant look on his face. He still remembered the 'Law of the Deep Sea' that Zhan had emphasized many times. It was not a rational behavior to rashly enter the sea.

But the problem now is that he can't find anyone and can't find a way to leave this projection point. It seems that he can only go to the boundless sea to find out what's going on.

Maybe, the humans in this world are actually amphibious fish-men?

Although I didn’t see any signs of fish people’s life…

As Sean hesitated, the night gradually came to an end.

The moment the morning light pierced the sea level, the sky was painted with an invisible brush, and the intersection of clouds and sea turned into molten gold. Then, an increasingly bright red slowly emerged from the other side of the sea.

The sea suddenly became rough.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp smell, rushed towards the rocks. The tide left silver-foil-like lines in the receding darkness. Tiny spots of light danced on the crests of the waves, like countless krill performing a dance of death.

When the last star fell into the wave valley, the sun was peeling out from the liquid amber, dazzlingly bright.

The silhouettes of gulls flew across the burning clouds, their hoarse cries breaking the stagnant silence.

Sean froze in place for a moment, and the vision ability he had just obtained was automatically turned off.

The sun that rose at dawn was beyond anything he had seen in the past few days, and the sea level was rising almost like a ball of magma.

The Sun is different? Why did it suddenly change?

Just as this thought came to my mind, suddenly, there was a noise not far away.

The golden-red light slowly passed over from the other side of the sea level, gradually awakening the coastline, reefs, and the earth...

And in that unusually bright light, figures suddenly flashed out. They were all wearing linen clothes engraved with gold thread, and they appeared from the light in groups.

Even Sean was briefly shocked. He first thought that this was some kind of illusion, or some kind of projection of human beings before their death, but those people exuded the breath of living humans.

They looked not much different from other humans Sean had seen, with the biggest feature being a needle-tip-sized golden dot in the center of their eyes.

As the scorching sun covered the entire earth, more and more humans appeared.

They spoke a language Sean couldn't understand, walked together with people he was familiar with, and walked in groups towards the abandoned city that Sean had once missed.

Occasionally, a few people who look like managers take up leadership positions, but it is only to resolve certain disputes.

They looked normal and ordinary, and seemed accustomed to their companions appearing from the light. It seemed that they were already familiar with this scene.

"Is this... a new race?" Sean did not show up, looking at everything in surprise.

He followed the group of people that appeared out of nowhere in the light, and then saw more people gathering from other places.

These people did not seem to appear in the city. They all appeared in the wild, but were heading towards the city along a fixed route.

Walking into the long-abandoned city, people walked towards different buildings with ease - they observed the damage to the buildings, then inserted their hands into their bodies and pulled out all kinds of repair tools out of thin air.

Some people even took out hot meals from their bodies and invited their friends to come and enjoy them.

Everyone has a special spatial ability? But apart from this ability, there is nothing else special about them?

Sean suddenly had some enlightenment. Could it be that the humans in this world can only survive under a special sun? Or, when that special sun rises, they will return to this world?

This also explains why there are so many traces of human life but not a single living person, and all the traces show signs of having been abandoned for a long time.

"This is a bit weird..."

In the city, after finishing their meal, people began to work skillfully, repairing buildings, storing water, and farming - some people took out a large amount of seeds from their bodies, obviously they had made preparations long ago.

Suddenly, there was a noise from the crowd, and many people looked up at the source of the sound.

There, there was an old man sitting there. It seemed that he had just appeared from the light not long ago and then lost all his breath.

The crowd was noisy for a while, and after a while, another middle-aged man stood up. He sat next to the old man and gently touched his forehead with the other's.

Sean saw that many things were transferred from the dead old man's body to the middle-aged man's body, including several golden books.

After doing all this, the middle-aged man stood up and made some strange gestures to the old man, as if he was praying.

After he finished, he waved his hand, and immediately a group of people came up and carried the old man's body away.

Sean followed the group of people and found that the people who dealt with the bodies actually took the bodies to the tower of the city's outer wall.

After taking off their clean clothes, they placed the old man's body under the scorching sun and left without looking back.

Those who saw the corpse would occasionally look up and stare for a while, but there was nothing special on their faces. After just a few glances, they went back to their work.

"Handover? Will there be a special funeral ceremony after the handover..."

Sean pondered and still didn't understand the situation of this race.

He observed for most of the day under the scorching sun and found that these people who emerged from the light were almost the same as ordinary people. Except for being able to take out various things from their bodies, none of them were vetoers or weaklings. Their biggest feature was that they could withstand high temperatures. Under the scorching sun, the outdoor temperature was almost over 50 degrees, but there were still many people working under the scorching sun with only a few beads of sweat on their foreheads. However, not everyone was working. There was also a small group of humans in the leadership position in this race, including the middle-aged man who had handed over the items from the dead old man's body before.

They stayed in a building in the center of the city to discuss various matters. Sean hid aside and observed for a while. Although they could not speak the same language, he could tell from their handwriting and the content occasionally recorded on parchment that they were only discussing matters related to city construction and human life.

Special, but original.

"I still have to learn their language..."

After thinking for a moment, Sean went around to a corner of the city, where a middle-aged man who looked to be around 40 was repairing a hole in a house.

This middle-aged man is somewhat similar to the previous middle-aged man. Sean has observed that the two should be brothers.

The man who climbed onto the roof wiped the sweat from his forehead and was about to get some water to drink when he felt dizzy and then his eyes went dark and he fell down.

Sean caught the other person, and with his other hand, he directed the surrounding objects to fly, and a simple ritual platform appeared in front of him.

A ritual of consciousness reading.

It is not easy to read a person's consciousness, even if the other person is just an ordinary person who knows nothing. The human mind is a vast world, and to be able to travel in it without getting lost is almost a privilege exclusive to gods.

However, Sean, who is good at deception and lies, has always been good at this.

Considering that he had been able to communicate normally when interrogating others before, and this place didn't even use the language he was familiar with, Sean decided to try another approach.

The consciousness reading still had to be done, but the ritual was replaced with the interrogation ritual obtained from the Golden Dawn - Sean had never looked down upon the rituals of the Golden Dawn before, but at the moment it was more suitable than for him to control it himself.

The combination of the two caused the middle-aged man who fell to the ground to twitch in pain.

Sean's expression remained unchanged, he just calmly instructed in his mind: "Noah, help me gather all the information I read, and use data analysis to help me sort it out."

"Yes, Saint Three."

The ceremony did not attract anyone's attention, and soon, the middle-aged man fell to the ground and fainted.

"Master Saint III, I have sorted it out. I have made a preliminary attempt to analyze it. The words and signals used by the other party have no similarities with those of known civilizations. I can only analyze some common words based on the frequency and location of appearance."

"It's okay, it's good enough."

Sean praised and asked Noah to refine the information flow.

Noah’s data analysis ability is strong enough, but it is almost impossible to analyze a new language out of thin air.

But Sean had something else.

"I was able to quickly learn this new language to a near-native level through the information and simple common words I received."

The Deceitful Heart exists to accomplish these seemingly impossible things.

Sean specifically thought about the methods of fraud, and finally decided to extract the information first and then screen it, which would cost him a lot less.

Sure enough, a feeling of discomfort came from my mind, but many of the words and information that seemed to be from heaven before were gradually becoming clear.

"Tsk, the price is much higher than I thought... I have to kill someone again after I get out..."

Sean muttered something but didn't care, instead focusing his attention on the man's consciousness.

A person's memory and consciousness are extremely vast. In this regard, there is not much difference between ordinary people and strong people. It would be a huge burden to receive a large amount of content in an instant.

However, knowing the language makes many things easier.

"Noah, read the new analysis of the new language that has emerged in my mind, and then combine and analyze this consciousness to summarize the important content." Sean has the power of concepts and the power of scientific analysis.

"Yes, Saint Three, please wait, analysis in progress... analysis completed, do you need me to display the summarized information directly into your consciousness?"

"Well, let's do this. There won't be much important information."

When all the information was displayed, Sean finally showed a look of enlightenment.

The middle-aged man was named Da, and the person who took over the old man’s belongings was his brother, named Shan.

It is indeed a rather primitive name, and their race is named the 'Shadow-Seeking Tribe'.

The origin of the Shadow Clan is very old, and Da is not clear about it, but Sean already knows the specific situation of their clan.

Every six years and six months, the Shadow Seekers will completely disappear from this world at the moment the scorching sun sets. The ordinary sun that rises the next day is called the Shadow Day.

The Shadow Sun will travel back and forth in the sky for another six years and six months. During this period, the Shadow Clan will completely disappear from this world.

Until the scorching sun rises again, they will appear out of thin air from the sunlight and return to the world.

They still haven't figured out why this situation occurred, but in order to survive, the Shadow Clan has established many rules.

For example, before the scorching sun falls, no one is allowed to stay in the city, because they find that if you disappear somewhere, you will not necessarily reappear in the same place. The location when you reappear will have a certain random change, the amount of change is not large, but if you stay in the city, you may appear in a wall, a well, etc. when you reappear. If you overlap, you will die directly.

Therefore, the Shadow Seekers would only wait to disappear on the plains to avoid the few tribesmen dying in accidents.

In addition, they disappear every six years and six months, and time does pass during this period. After reappearing, although their appearance and bodies seem to be unchanged, in fact, their lifespan has gone through six years and six months of disappearance.

This was the case with the old man who died just now. He was in good health before he disappeared, but after he reappeared, he had actually reached the end of his life, so he died not long after.

The way of burying the dead by exposing them to the sun is unique to them, as they hope that the dead can be illuminated forever and eventually turn into nutrients for the scorching sun.

In addition, the old man was a member of the "Recording Group" during his lifetime. The so-called Recording Group is the leadership group of the Shadow Seeking Clan. They are mainly responsible for recording the history of the Shadow Seeking Clan so that it will not be interrupted due to accidents, and are also responsible for various city plans.

However, the effect of planning was not very obvious, because their tribe always disappeared and reappeared, and many things could not be developed. It took them hundreds of years to build this city.

No one in the Shadow Seekers knew how long this situation had lasted, but they were now approaching the end.

It seems that everyone has gotten used to this kind of life, but everyone seems to be beginning to lose patience with it.

(End of this chapter)