Dominated by death and fear, the sole survivor quickly fled the scene, leaving the baby babbling alone.

After some more time, Brolin finally appeared, picked up the baby carefully, turned and jumped out of the second-floor window.

"I see...... That's who I am. No, it should be said that it was me in the past. I came from the Spatial Ring, and I was transported to this planet by some kind of power. ”

Looking at the paused illusion in front of him, Luke's eyes flashed with joy, and he couldn't help but try to touch the non-existent self.

After about a minute or two, when the magic stored in the scroll was depleted and everything was restored to its original state, a mirror made of unknown metal suddenly appeared in an extremely vague shadow.

Then the shadow asked in a rather familiar voice, "Well, do you see the pure and powerful power you possessed at the beginning of your birth? Now, tell me, who are you, where do you come from?"

"Is that you? you've been spying on me?" Luke subconsciously frowned.

He could tell that it was none other than the mysterious guy who had manipulated the bionic alchemy puppet last time, and the only survivor of the illusion.

"Surveillance? No, no, no, not surveillance, but observation. In you, I feel a great potential that goes far beyond all else. Maybe one day, you and your race will show up and maybe do what we did to this planet. There was a strong sense of crisis in Darrant's tone.

Of course, he had plenty of reasons to think so.

After all, the Darents, who originated on the planet Mocha, have come step by step, using the pain, despair, blood and death of thousands of races to forge the glory they are today.

As the saying goes, if a higher civilization or species suddenly comes, according to their reason and logic, they will definitely do the same thing as themselves.

"So in your eyes, I'm a spy sent here by the entire race?" Luke suddenly felt the urge to laugh.

He couldn't think of what kind of race would send a newborn baby, who had no sense of self, to a completely strange world.

But the Darents apparently didn't think so, and nodded earnestly: "That's right! In a way, babies are the most suitable vanguard to invade a world." Because they seem so fragile and harmless, just like the bionic alchemy golems we sent to this world in the first place, they can perfectly blend in with unfamiliar environments and even win trust. Most importantly, I see in you indifference, I see ruthlessness, I see cruelty from the depths of my soul. ”

"Oh, just because I killed the raiders?" Luke asked with a sneer.

From a civilizational point of view, a pest like a raider, who produces nothing and lives entirely on killing, destruction and destruction, deserves to die no matter how much he dies. Your true ruthlessness is evident in your treatment of your fellow companions, of the tribe that has raised you for twelve years. Remember the girl who snuck away? After getting the clues you desperately wanted, you didn't hesitate to give up looking for her. Because your blood is cold, without the slightest temperature, the chill from the depths of my soul is something I can deeply experience from so far away. ”

In saying this, the Darent's tone was full of admiration, as if this coldness was a supreme virtue, a higher direction of evolution.

You must know that the "absolute self" has always been a similar ideological and philosophical concept advocated and pursued by the Darents.

In their concept, only by eliminating all distractions and concerns, and devoting oneself to the ocean of magic and knowledge, can one truly comprehend the true meaning of power and reach a certain state of purity and supremeness.

Luke's indifference, and his relentless abandonment of a worthless past, fit perfectly with this state, as if the tribal elders had been teaching tirelessly for nearly a decade.

The values, ideas, affection, friendship, gratitude, etc., that they want to instill in the boy can ultimately have any effect.

After only two months of exposure to the outside world, Luke has become a completely different image from before.

If he returned to the tribal garrison now, those who had known him well would tremble with fear.

"What exactly are you trying to express?"

Luke was visibly starting to get a little tired of this way of talking, and an impatient expression appeared on his face.

Because he hated the look in the other person's eyes, and even more hated the fanatical and morbid tone, as if he were a freak.

"Ahh On the contrary, I think you should find your own future. Now that you know where you're coming from, can you tell me what you're going to do next?" said Darrant, holding his huge head with interest.

"Do you have any good advice?" Luke said tentatively, narrowing his eyes.

"I do have a suggestion! You know, since losing contact with my home planet, I and all my people have been hiding in a place called the Vault. If you don't mind, how about we play a game? I'll spread out the information about the location of the Vault and hide it in all corners of the world, and for each one you successfully crack, you'll get a coordinate point. Once you have all the coordinate points, the door to the Vault will open to you. Of course, to spice things up, I'll also place some obstacles and magical knowledge along the way. ”

"The Vault sounds like a secluded hideout. ”

"Hehe, believe me, without a single Darrant providing accurate coordinates, outsiders will not be able to find a place to take refuge even if they hollow out this planet. How, do you want to accept my offer?"

"Why not? I love games! ”

"Clever choice, then for now, I'll give you the first clue, it's hidden in the very core of this magical fortress. What you have to do is destroy the two steel golems guarding inside, followed by breaking a magic lock that I have set by hand. Keep in mind that you only have one chance to crack the magic lock. If it fails, the important information stored inside will be consumed by the flames in an instant. ”

"Sounds like a lot of fun! I'm already kind of jumping on the bandwagon. ”

"So...... Game starts?"

"Game on!"