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

Chapter 371: God of Skill Laplace, Dream, Who is the Visitor?
Mana loss: 5%, fall depth: 410 meters.

Mana loss: 20%, fall depth: 1120 meters.

Mana loss: 50%, fall depth: 2434 meters.

Mana loss: 70%, fall depth: 6890 meters.

Mana loss: 90%, fall depth: 12720 meters.

Mana loss: 95%, falling depth.
19570 meters!
Alan looked up and saw the pit where he had just fallen, now a star in the darkness.

It's even worse than looking at the sky from a well.

At this moment, surrounded by a bleak green light, Alan's tense expression was illuminated.

His body floated down like dust.

Speed, extremely fast.

This contradictory description appears on him, but it is not an illusion.

Because of the different reference objects, for Allen himself, the falling speed at this time is comparable to the speed of creating great luck in his previous life.

But being in a hole where the surroundings remain unchanged without any change.

He also looked like a feather floating on a pool of green water.

The pit is too deep.

Alan's own magic power is rapidly fading.

Before the fall reached a depth of five kilometers, Alan was still able to distract himself and use his "sensory flow" to look at the wrinkled pit wall that looked like shriveled skin, marveling at it.

But as the depth of the pit continued to deepen, and as the magic-absorbing stones on the surrounding cave walls became more and more dense, they emitted an increasingly brighter, pale green halo.

Things got out of his control.

He had to break away from the leisurely state of releasing the blowing magic in the beginning and gradually save his magic release speed. After the magic loss exceeded 50%, he let his body fall a bit and used a magic to cushion his body.

When the loss of his magic power reached 70%, he could only maintain a speed that would ensure that he would not be killed by the fall, and fall downwards in a way that saved as much magic power as possible.

Why not just find a pit wall to rest for a while to recover your magic power, or to cushion the impact of the fall?

——Not at all casual.

In order to save magic power and fighting spirit, Allen has stopped using the sensory flow to sense the condition of the surrounding pit walls, because the number of magic-absorbing stones around him has become so large that it has completely confiscated Allen's capital to recover magic power and self-circulate fighting spirit.

A normal person can recover their magic power in one day. This is obviously not self-sufficiency, but rather recovery by absorbing magic power from the world of Wuzhi.

However, there was not a single bit of magic power in the pit. Alan even felt that even if he did not release magic power, his fighting spirit and magic power were still rapidly dissipating.

The natural barrier of the human body can no longer withstand the magic-absorbing speed of such a large number of magic-absorbing stones, which is as fast as a water pump.

If Alan had not realized something was wrong halfway through the fall, he would have called for the Incarnation Manual and confirmed that he was dreaming.

He would have run away long ago.

'.The 'mountains' and 'pits' that resemble the shriveled skin of animals, the 'sky' forged with the magic-absorbing stone, and the 'Kora Drilling Well' with the magic-absorbing stone embedded in it. Why is this dragon ruin so weird? What did Laplace do with this? Do you want to see Orsted smashed into a pool of meat paste?'

"Are you engaging in an arms race with humans and gods? ? "

Alan gritted his teeth and once again swung out a blowing technique mixed with the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit, but his body swayed and he continued to fall before he could stop his falling momentum.

——Magic remaining: 2%.

Alan can no longer control his magic power precisely.

"Dry!"

The body fell rapidly!

Just when Alan was ready to wake up from falling to death in his dream, a loud sound of leather tearing came from under him. Alan subconsciously used the Dragon Saint Qi to wrap his body with the Qi shield, which felt a huge recoil force. At that moment, he didn't even have time to catch the pain of his lower body being torn.

His legs were already numb.

Before I had time to feel whether my legs were gone, the next moment!
The huge rebound force sent Allen's body flying up with a creaking sound!

Boom! !

The figure flew more than 30 meters in the air and crashed headfirst into a nearby building!

Bricks and stones shattered all over the ground. After a long while, Alan finally crawled out of the ruins with difficulty.

The surroundings were bright.

But it is not natural light, the light source still comes from the magic-absorbing stone.

What comes into view is a huge platform, the top of which is similar to the size of the Parthenon above, but the difference is that this temple is engraved with countless dark green eyes.

It was staring straight at Alan, making his body look like a human-shaped goblin.

The goblin shook his buzzing forehead.

". Damn, luckily I have the Dragon Saint Fighting Qi. This magic-absorbing stone can't seem to absorb the Dragon Saint Fighting Qi, is it because of the blessing of the Dragon Clan's secret technique?" Laplace, you are really good, you did this to select the apostles of the gods, right? Only the owners of the Dragon Saint Fighting Qi are worthy of a safe landing?"

He straightened up dejectedly, patted the gravel off his body, and touched his legs.

Well, the legs are still there.

It's just still numb, with no sense of touch at all.

Looking back, the corner where he had just fallen was like the wrinkled skin of a pit wall, with dense and huge cracks spreading out from the point where Alan fell 30 meters below the steps.

——The trampoline that sent Allen flying.

Alan gritted his teeth and pressed down the sword that was raised high because of the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit concentrated in his lower body.

"What kind of landing point is this? This is simply a tool for killing people."

The knife is very hard, and he holds his head high.

Alan looked embarrassed, and thought it was just a dream, so he stood up and jumped out of the ruins.

Press knife.

The knife does not bend.

Keep pressing.

Still not bent.

'never mind.'

Alan looked up at the temple in front of him. Although the layout was similar to the one above, the huge columns standing together were not guarding a deep pit, but a huge door.

In the underground illuminated by the magic-absorbing stone, at a glance, the height is ten meters and the width is half the height of the door.

The material is made entirely of magic-absorbing stone, emitting brilliant light in the 'underground'.

Green dragons were clinging to the door, with their fangs bared and their claws dancing.

Alan squinted at the strange door for a while, then lowered his head and looked at the ground.

There are also magic-absorbing stones on the ground, but they are not as densely packed and randomly distributed as on the walls of the pit. Instead, they are made into a huge vortex pattern in a gardening-like design.

The center is the door.

It was as if all the magic power absorbed by the magic stones was gathered in that door.

Alan stretched out his legs and stepped on it, walking towards the center of the vortex.

pat, pat.

He slowly came to the door, took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open with the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit.

But it finally hung five centimeters in front of the door.

Alan's expression, which had seemed somewhat solemn just now, became somewhat embarrassed again. He coughed lightly, looked down at the giant dragon that had been pressed against the door before him, and stretched out his hand to press it down.

There was no reaction. I could only remain silent for a moment and ignore the movement of my lower body.

He exerted force, wrapped the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit in his palm, and pushed it forward fiercely.

A stagger.

The door that looked very heavy was actually very light. It opened easily as soon as it was pushed, without even a sound of the door opening. Alan used all his strength to push the door, but found nothing and dived into the back of the door.

In the next step, he staggered, stepped firmly on the ground, and steadied his body.

He looked up, but was stunned beyond words, unable to hide the shock on his face.

Behind the door, there was no huge stone slab as he had imagined, with densely engraved dragon characters that he could not understand.

It's a wall.

The white wall stood less than ten meters away from us.

It is not made of brick or stone, but its surface is densely covered with a texture similar to the skin texture on the pit wall.

The background color is not wrinkled like dehydrated skin, but a watery white. At first glance, it feels like there are even wisps of smoke floating and swaying in the wall.

——The reason for Alan’s surprise was some associations with his past life.

The scene is like standing in front of a huge LED screen.

Inside the screen, there is thick fog in the early morning of late autumn.

His pupils moved around in his eyes.

The wall stretched forward, backward, left, right, up and down in the field of vision, with no end in sight.

If Alan was previously blinded by a single leaf and could not see the big picture, he could see the whole picture of the temple above the deep pit when he flew up. Now he was completely stunned and could not tell what the wall in front of him was.

Alan narrowed his eyes and stepped forward.

In a flash, he arrived in front of the wall, reached out his hand, and touched it cautiously.

It feels smooth to the touch, just like human skin that has just taken a shower.

Alan pinched it subconsciously.

The feedback was also very soft, but the calculation ability of the Water God Flow allowed Allen to tell that the wall in front of him was not flat, but had a slight curvature.

Blessings to the Heart:

This is not a 'wall'.

It's an illusion caused by being too insignificant.

This is a huge sphere of white mist surrounded by a skin-like membrane.

Alan touched the soft wall and walked along the wall, trying to turn around to determine what the thing in front of him was.

At the same time, combined with the scenes and information he had just seen along the way, a crude 3D stereoscopic picture was constructed in his mind.

The 'world' outside the dragon ruins is in some kind of closed space.

It could be inside the mountain, or it could be inside something else.

It has a huge cavity, which can at least accommodate the entire royal capital.

The sky was an artificial canopy built by Laplace using countless magic-absorbing stones to provide lighting.

The messy minced meat on the ground proved that it was very close to the ocean. The sea breeze brought these things in, and they accumulated over the years to form a carpet.

The Dragon Temple was obviously built by him, and the deep pit in it was also dug by Laplace.

The pit walls are filled with magic-absorbing stones, which will continuously absorb the magic power in the surrounding nature and gather the magic power in this sphere under the deep pit to provide a source of magic power.
Alan pinched his brows.
But what about the human bones in the minced meat outside? And the mountain that looks like skin? The inner wall of the pit is also made of a similar material, and the surface of the "white fog ball" in front of me is also made of a similar material.
WTF
What.Play.??!?! Anyone??

Alan stopped suddenly, and while he was thinking, he had already walked quickly for about dozens of meters.

And heading to a location not far away.

There was a figure, covered in a white robe, sitting on the ground in a very comfortable cross-legged posture.

Her long white hair was very eye-catching, draped over her shoulders in a messy manner.

Scattered around were some armor, sword blades, scattered magic-absorbing stones, and some unnamed objects.

He was leaning his head against the white wall in front of him, his elbows on his knees, his chin resting on his palms.

It seems like he is asleep.

Alan looked at the other person for a long time, and after finding that the other party was not moving, he slowly walked forward.

——At first glance, I subconsciously thought it was Orsted, but this surprise was quickly suppressed.

Olstead had none of this 'quiet' demeanor.

Even from Rudy's first-person perspective, even if Boss Long fell asleep, he would be oppressed by an atmosphere of impatience and anxiety.

——It’s obvious.

He is the "God of Skills" Laplace, the demigod Dragon King who was split apart and is determined to defeat the "God".

pat, pat.

pat, pat.

Without hiding his footsteps, Allen came to Laplace's side.

Laplace's face under his white hair did not look as angular as Orsted's. He had a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, two nasolabial folds on the sides of his nose, thin lips, and with his eyes closed, he actually looked bookish.

Didn't wake up.

He just leaned his head against the wall without any reaction.

Alan was silent for a moment, then tried to call the other party.

"Hello?"

"."

"The God of Skills?"

"."

"Laplace?"

"."

silence.

Alan looked at the other person for a moment, and seeing that the other person had no reaction, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

He reached out his hand, gently extending it to pat the other person's shoulder.

The next moment, the hand passed through Laplace's body.

"Sure enough. It's just an illusion. Is this the essence of prophecy?"

Alan squatted down and looked at Laplace's appearance. In the original book, the other party should have had mottled hair with blue and white hair, but it had split and only white hair remained. The green hair belonged to the "Demon God" Laplace.

"Only gods can counter the power of prophecy, which is close to the realm of gods. Laplace possesses the divine jade and is a demigod. With my current level of prophecy, it is difficult to construct the other party's 'future of existence' in a dream. It is difficult to obtain effective information."

As he spoke, Allen's hands continued to wander around Laplace's body.

"It seems that I will meet the "God of Skills" in the Dragon Ruins in the future. Maybe he can answer some of my confusions about the power of destiny. It seems that he is easy to communicate with, right? At least it is much safer than Orsted, who has been tortured and numbed by reincarnation and will open his heart to me at the slightest disagreement."

"If I'm lucky, I can ask him to teach me some dragon secrets, or even learn the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit."

"It's a good path, but I don't know how far into the future this is. However, the "God of Skills" should be very strong. It would be better to meet him when I am stronger. These things that have survived from ancient times are still too strong."

(End of this chapter)