Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

Chapter 370: Dragon Relics? A deep pit in the temple.

Alan was quite sure that he was dreaming.

And it is a prophetic dream.

Because, if it wasn't a precognitive dream, Alan felt that he really couldn't have such a bizarre dream with his imagination.

This is fucking weird.
pat.

Alan stepped on the muddy road in front of him.

The sludge is not simply black or brown.

Instead, it is a paste with a strange texture, a mixture of four colors: black, gray, white and green.

The sensory flow faithfully fed back the color, shape, and smell to its owner, clearly piercing the material composition of the "road" into Allen's mind.

Black is the main color, and it is a filthy substance similar to silt. At first glance, it looks like fresh mud salvaged from the bottom of the sea.

Gray, a small part is minced meat mixed with broken fish bodies and bones, mixed with a lot of sand.

The white and trace amounts are human remains. The hardest human skull is shattered into pieces and mixed in the mud.

The green attachments looked the most normal, consisting of pieces of green broken kelp and some mushy algae.

It just happened to wrap around Allen's feet.

The rich, moist sea breeze blew on his body from all directions.

Alan felt as if he had come to a backward fishing village on the seaside, and he was standing on a dirty dock that had never been cleaned.

But this is not the case.

There were no vendors, no sheds, and no people around.

The only thing that accompanied Alan was the strong "sea breeze" with a salty smell.

Alan raised his head and looked towards the sky.

Above my head, it was not the endless blue sky on the dock, but a sky dotted with twinkling green stars.

Judging from the height, it is not even as high as the real sky. It looks more like dark clouds before a summer rainstorm that seem to be about to crush the earth, covering the top of the head like an upside-down bowl.

The densely packed stars that served as natural light sources looked as if they were fluorescent stones dug out from a green mine, and then embedded one by one on the sky, creating a huge number of "natural light sources".

And right next to the sky, within the sight of the eyes, there is still no endless ocean.

But a towering dark 'mountain'.

Looking up from the bottom, you can't see the top of the mountain at all.

It was as if this 'mountain' really connected this strange green low sky with the ground.

of course.

'Mountain' is just a subjective assumption at first glance.

Because it is not as rugged and rugged as the rocky peaks in nature. Even at the "foot of the mountain" where Allen is, it takes at least dozens of kilometers to reach the foot of the mountain just by visual estimation.

Not to mention, this 'mountain' doesn't look as real as this lush green sky.

Alan squinted his eyes and looked at the mountain.

What comes into view is the endless 'mountain' falling from the sky, covered with layers of overlapping folds.

At first glance, the mountain skin, which should have been rock, looked like the skin of some dehydrated animal, dried up by the strong salty sea breeze.

Alan had a strange thought: if he were an ant, this "mountain" would be a huge sausage hung outside in the winter to dry in the cold wind.

Ridiculous and depressing.

Even though he had had this dream for a while, Alan still felt confused when he looked at it again.

However, he still retained his sanity and clear thinking ability:

Absurdity, weirdness, strangeness, disharmony, and fear of giants. At this moment, all these emotions piled up in my mind, and they were all false.

This is just the uneasiness brought by the unknown. This is the perception people have due to information gap before they can get a glimpse of the full picture.

If you get all the information and look at it from another perspective, it may be that the loss of SAN is just a common thing.

Because the accuracy of predictive dreams has been fully verified on the "main island".

The precognitive dream I had on the boat, before I got the information about "ghosting", was extremely bizarre when I recalled it.

But after expelling the "Secret Sword of the Dead Ghost", looking back at this moment.

But it completely fits the entire process of the subsequent trip to the main island.

Precognitive dreams will not deceive oneself, this is the divine ability based on prophecy, incarnated by the 'human god Alan'.

Deity Powers
"Eh"

".Can I return it? This prophecy is too confusing. If someone writes my Re:Zero - Job Reincarnation into a novel, it will definitely be criticized for being too wordy. The prophecy seems to be quite divine, but can't I be given the ability to let people know what the current situation is at a glance?"

"For example, Chishilika's recognition eye."

"Isn't it more direct to just glance over and have the information automatically appear in front of you?"

Alan muttered a few words, but then shook his head.

He thought of Chishilica's recognition eye, which was not essentially "recognition" but sharing.

Judging from the ability to identify the magic eye, it doesn't seem to be a magic eye, but a channel that shares the brain with Chishilica.

Because the recognition eye can only "see" the information that Chishilika herself knows.

Alan rubbed his eyes which were sore from the salty sea breeze.

But the problem is
Does Qishilika, the Demon Eye NPC who is under a curse and can only move in the Demon Continent, really know the origin of this strange place?
And if 'Human God Allen' chooses to share his brain with himself through the 'Recognition Eye'.

Even if he wasn't a human god, he was already shaking his butt wildly in his mind and laughing at him.

[A mountain is made of 10 million sausages? ]

[Is this a metaphor that the human brain can come up with? ]

And so on,,,

Alan shook his head, throwing out the chaotic thoughts that were particularly active in his dream.

He turned his gaze away from the sky and looked down ahead.

Compared to this weird sky and mountains.

What is this thing in front of me?

All I saw was steps within the dark pupils.

No, it's more of a platform than a step.

A terrace-like structure rose from the ground in front of Alan, similar to the terraces on the hill, spreading upward and forward layer by layer.

The material of the platform was unclear. It was covered with layers of silt, just like the ground underfoot. It was about thirty meters long and one meter high. Each platform was very large, and Alan would even have to roll on it twice to reach the next level.

If these were indeed stairs, they were undoubtedly a foothold for some creature five to ten times larger than a human.

Allen frowned, stretched out his hand and used the blowing magic to blow away the mud on the steps in front of him. Underneath was rough white bricks.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly squatted down.

As he moved, the surrounding mud seemed to be blown into a violently rotating vortex by the constantly stirred wind!

Boom! ! !
The mud exploded! Allen's figure suddenly leaped up with the reaction force of the blowing technique!

A visible hole exploded in the air, and in an instant, Alan soared to a height of fifty meters above the ground!

The fierce wind blew against his white hair and eyes, and his dark pupils shrank into needles:

Alan took off, and naturally briefly escaped from the feeling of being in a well and not knowing the whole picture. He saw what was at the end of the stairs that he had seen from afar in his dream and had come all the way here.

Not looking down, but looking straight ahead.

At an altitude of fifty meters, he finally had a panoramic view of the twenty-meter-high stairs, and in the direction where Alan's eyes were level, the end of the stairs was about forty meters away from him.

——A building that resembles the Parthenon rises from the ground.

On the more than 20-meter-high temple base, there stand six huge stone pillars covered with moss and seaweed, supporting the temple roof. Even though they are covered with a layer of green mixture, you can still see the raised reliefs carved on them.

It makes people subconsciously want to see it clearly.

then
The sight suddenly zoomed in!
Accompanied by strong wind pressure!
Wow! !
The wind that was brought by the person's body suddenly exploded when it hit the ground!

The silt on the relief tiles of the temples and towers was lifted by invisible hands, revealing their true appearance.

With a click, Alan's floating toes landed on the temple. He blew wind around him in the air with his hand, and then fell beside the stone pillar like a bomb.

He slowly stood up from his squatting position, spilling the mud all over his body, but Alan raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Just now in the air, he wanted to release the blowing magic with 1% of his magic power, because in the "Purgatory Maze" he had basically estimated the reaction force generated by the blowing magic very accurately, and 40% was enough to carry his body across a distance of meters.

But the moment he released the blowing magic just now, he felt that the power of his blowing magic in the dream had been greatly weakened.

Only then did he hurriedly increase his magic output, and this short 40-meter "flight" actually consumed a full 5% of his magic power?

Is it because of the dream?

A doubtful thought flashed through his mind, but there were even more doubtful things waiting for him to explore. Alan raised his eyes and looked at the original appearance of the stone pillar beside him:

Sixteen exquisite reliefs lingered around the stone pillars. They were slender dragons with dense scales, and their slender bodies crawled around the pillars, which were ten Allens in diameter.

Below the temple roof, each of them raised their heads towards the sky outside the temple.

Ai squinted his eyes and looked at the dragon relief for a long time, and after a while he began to mutter.

"It's similar to the description of the dragon relief on the "Front Dragon Gate" released by Orsted in the original book. Is this a dragon relic?"

Dragon Ruins - Laplace was worried that the technology he had developed over so many years would be lost, so he built ruins all over the world to ensure that if something unexpected happened to him, he would not be unable to pass on his improved magic, secret arts, swordsmanship, and even scientific research results to Orsted.

In the original book, Old Rudy learned the time magic in the dragon ruins.

Although there is very little description in the text.

But this huge building and the dragon pattern inevitably made Alan instantly have corresponding associations.

Alan turned his head and looked into the temple, and on the huge temple platform that was more than 40 meters high, within the temple area that was several hundred meters in radius.

Not to mention the dragon's shadow, there was not even a trace of the dragon's cliffs.

The wind with a salty smell still blew in from the outside of the pillars that were leaking air on all sides. Through the wide gaps in the pillars, Alan could still see the 'sky' covering the dome in the distance, the black 'mountain' connecting the sky and the earth, and the 'ground' covered with four-colored mud.

Hmm. What is this?

Alan frowned, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and he took a step forward and walked towards the center of the temple.

Because of the temple roof blocking the view, there is not much silt on the gray temple platform, and the ground in the middle emitting a faint green light is particularly conspicuous.

Soon, Alan stood at the edge of the green light.

But there was an obvious look of depression.

There was actually a circular deep pit in the center of the temple platform. The cross-section of the pit was very smooth, and the gray stone slab was covered with cracks due to wind erosion.

Look down.

Pieces of stone emitting a faint green light are embedded in the edge of the pit wall, extending densely downwards.

There is no bottom in sight.

Even though the pit walls were embedded with luminous stones that provided lighting, the line of sight still lost the ability to capture information within a few dozen meters of the pit.

All that was left was a dark green abyss, as if a huge man-eating monster had opened its mouth.

Please enter the urn.

Alan did not react much to this scene. He looked at the glowing stone on the cave wall at his feet with a dazed expression.

He blinked once, then widened his eyes and turned his head sharply to look at the sky beyond the temple pillars.

Just as distant green 'natural light'.

He licked his lips and spoke in surprise.

"Magic Absorbing Stones? So many? No wonder my Blowing Skill has been weakened so much. No, it's not my Blowing Skill that's weakened."

Crackling! As he spoke, brilliant golden lightning flashed beside Alan's hands, and the golden lightning-shaped divine strike technique unique to "God's Descent" exploded a ball of electric sparks beside his hands.

With his other hand, Alan threw a fireball into the deep pit in front of him.

The Divine Strike followed, and Alan's strike directly burned all the ghosts on a hill. The mixed lightning and flame ball that changed its shape due to the magical properties of the Divine Strike exploded with a bunch of electric sparks before it pierced ten meters into the pit.

Disappeared.
Allen was stunned by what he saw.

Why do firecrackers make a noise?
This is the magic power of 2+2%?
It was completely sucked away by the magic-absorbing stone in just five or six seconds?

Alan raised his foot and kicked a stone brick on the ground into the deep pit, then waited for a moment.

One minute, and there was no response at all.

Alan stood beside the deep pit in silence for a long time. After repeatedly confirming that he was dreaming and not really in this scene, he took a deep breath.

Jump down.

After falling a hundred meters, his vision was completely eroded by the pale green light emitted by the surrounding magic-absorbing stones and he could not see anything clearly. He then used the sense of flow to adjust the form of the fighting spirit release and continuously adjusted the blowing technique, limiting the range of the blowing technique to a space less than fifty centimeters around him.

The body slowly fell down like a feather.

Even so
The magic power is still being consumed rapidly. And even as the depth increases, the speed at which the magic power in the body is being consumed is also gradually increasing.

at the same time.

At some point, behind the green light, the pit walls were no longer gray, mottled stones.

But it was like the 'mountain' in the distance that he saw outside the deep pit.

It turned into a 'mountain skin' stacked up layer by layer.

The distance was close, and Alan could even see it clearly.

The "mountain skin" is clear, with undulating gullies, full of grain and staggered
With a strong fishy smell
Skin texture.

(End of this chapter)