alone mountain and river

So, he listened carefully, and the faint singing voice behind him gradually became much clearer. This is a polysyllabic pronunciation, and he couldn't distinguish the content of the mantra. He just felt that the voice was extremely graceful, and every time All of them plucked the strings of their own soul just right.

He tried to turn around, and began to adjust to the body.

In the world behind, there is already an extremely mighty army of skeletons, they are neatly lined up, and there is a sense of death under the bright moon. A few men in gray robes, their faces hidden in the wide hats of the jumpsuits, are Waving his wand, he chanted hard.

In addition, there are more than a dozen gray-robed men in the same clothes, sitting on the ground in different postures, as if they are doing some kind of spiritual recovery meditation.

A voice sounded in his mind, and he didn't know what it meant, he only knew that it was driving him forward. He tried to ignore the voice, but there was a slight tingling pain in his mind. This pain was nothing, but Feng Qinglang no longer Rebellious, also followed several other skeleton companions, staggering towards the front.

When he came to the side of the pile of weapons, he followed his companion's example and picked out a weapon he liked. For some reason, he picked out a mace that lacked most of the spikes, and he always felt a sense of familiarity. , as if he had used it before, the sense of crisis of mental breakdown came again, he resolutely stopped thinking about this problem, and according to the drive of the voice in his head, he walked unsteadily along the edge of the skeleton army and lined up at the back, just to see I saw some skeletons carrying the collected weapons and walking towards the weapon pile.

Perhaps it was his movement of looking left and right that attracted the attention of a certain necromancer who had just finished sitting in meditation. This person hooked his fingers at Feng Qinglang, and Feng Qinglang staggered to that person.

The man pointed at Feng Qinglang, and he was talking to another wizard beside him who had just finished sitting in meditation. Those unclear syllables gradually became clearer, and Feng Qinglang even understood what they were talking about.

He knew in his heart that he was gradually integrating into this world and being accepted by the rules of this world. When the sense of crisis of mental breakdown surged, he once again decisively stopped thinking about this issue.

I just heard the wizard say: "...a very smart skeleton, isn't it? Sirens, he seems to be observing the world!"

"Yes, it makes me uncomfortable! Rabbit, I think he's watching us, and it makes me want to destroy him!"

"Come on, Sirens, this is an interesting toy, maybe he was a great man in his lifetime..."

"Hmph, Rabbit, this is an ancient battlefield, even an ordinary soldier, who was not a person in life, don't want to have some small fun, don't forget the purpose of the adults ordering us here!"

"I don't care, I plan to keep him by my side anyway!"

"..."

A voice in Feng Qinglang's mind urged him to stand behind the necromancer named Rabbit, and Feng Qinglang obediently did so.

In the illusion world, it may have been a long time, but for those outside, it was only an instant, and even the Judgment Society had just completed its defenses inside and out.

At the side of the round table, two people had already opened their eyes again, their eyes full of exhaustion. Fortunately, they did not suffer any mental trauma.

The host of the adjudication meeting was obviously fully prepared for this, and made a gesture, and the medical team on standby at any time in the corner of the hall immediately stepped forward and took the two unlucky guys out of the gap opened by the guards. Helped out.

In the quiet auditorium, there were naturally buzzing voices of discussion. There were lamentations from the families involved, comfort from the allied families, and, of course, more gloating comments.

After the medical team checked that the two were fine, the recording officer of the adjudication committee immediately appeared and asked the two losers about their illusion experience in detail in the background.

"I was born on a human boy. He happened to stumbled and rolled down the mountain, injured his head, and caused amnesia... I underestimated the horror of the lost period. I really thought that I had become a human boy in that world. I thought I lost my memory, but fortunately I was born in a noble family, so I can live a carefree life, but unfortunately, that noble offended some forces and was wiped out, and I couldn't escape in time, and the result..."

The loser saw the two recorders looking at each other, and couldn't help but annoyed: "I know, if I can wake up earlier, or escape from that annihilation, then the main line of my destiny should be to embark on the path of the Avengers." The path, thus gradually gaining great power, and finally igniting the divine fire..."

As he talked, he himself was also in a slump. After preparing for the alliance for so long, he thought he could make a big splash, but it turned out to be the first one to be eliminated, which is quite unlucky.

He didn't make any more excuses, and let the two recorders and the clerk behind them write comments. After telling his own experience, he simply closed his eyes and couldn't help but prick up his ears, only listening to the second choice. The eliminated person also said in a frustrated tone: "I am even more unlucky, I was born on a pig, but because the pigsty is in the temple of that world, I can hear some enlightening voices every day, I always feel This world is full of problems. I tried to think about it, but my spirit almost collapsed, but I didn't give up trying. At least I can gradually understand the language of the people around me, and I can understand some Sanskrit sounds from the temple... But damn it , Their pope likes to eat piglets very much, I can usually hide from it, but I was distracted that day and was caught..."

With such rhetoric, even the corners of the serious clerk's mouth curled up. The second loser sighed, feeling no better than the previous loser. After briefly describing his failure experience, he remained silent. .

In the spacious rest area backstage, when the focus of the eyes was no longer on the two losers, the two people who were buried deep on the sofa gradually regained some energy.

The loser in front suddenly said to his temporary companion: "Hey, I promised the Nuo family that I could enter the top [-]. When I go out, I don't know what the Nuo family will think. Let me see, the reward is okay." Can't take it back..."

The latter sighed with sympathy: "This is my most failed experience as a gunman... You are a human being and you don't cherish it. It's hard for me to be a pig!" He still has the experience of being a pig. brooding.

The person in front smiled bitterly and said: "Do you think people are so easy to be? I think the race distribution in the magic wood porcelain plate must have its difficulty set in it, and the human race must be a race with higher difficulty. Especially me As an amnesiac, I only feel blank in the previous world, and the sense of panic is incomparable..."

"You mean, you subconsciously didn't go all out because of panic?" The latter couldn't help lowering his voice.

The person in front also whispered: "Calm down now, I think about it, if I sink into that world, let the rules of that world be added to the spiritual sea, and still have no insight into the origin and rules inside, Then if I leave suddenly, the spiritual sea will definitely be damaged!"

Looking at the half-believing eyes of his temporary teammate, the man said in a more serious tone: "Just wait and see, those who come after a while, there must be those who have suffered damage to the spiritual sea."

"..."