The difference between conceit and self-confidence is often reflected in whether or not you can make sure what you promise. From this point of view, Ren Yuan considers himself a confident and not conceited person. But at this moment, the scene unfolding in front of him made him shake his judgment for a moment.

He was extremely sure that it was a dark and windy night with dark clouds and high moons. I am on a giant artificial island suspended in the sea, and through a towering tower, I ascend to a space that belongs to the giant tower. But the scene in front of him told him that it was obvious that this judgment was not in line with the facts.

What was displayed in front of Ren Yuan was a peculiar hell picture scroll. (yīn) In the dark sky, there is a large and bright blood moon. And after stepping out of the gate of Midgard, there is a thick muddy loess under his feet. As far as the eye could see, countless mutilated corpses were piled up everywhere, and occasionally one or two corpses were obviously newly dead, still leaving blood that had not yet coagulated.

These corpses looked of different ages and were wearing all kinds of strange costumes, and Ren Yuan even saw a lot of corpses in them, which obviously did not belong to humans. Including corpses similar to those of the Jialanfu Island Defense Force, they also abound, but they obviously look much fresher.

A rich rancid stench and the fiery smell of blood filled the world, perhaps soaked in the blood that had accumulated repeatedly. When Ren Yuan's feet stepped into the mud, the red and black juice squeezed out of the soil, exuding a slightly sweet and greasy stench. As far as the eye could see, it was obscured by a gray mist, and it was difficult to determine where the space had extended.

After watching for a moment, Ren Yuan vaguely looked at the messy pile of corpses and the mound with low bushes. A winding path was discerned, barely a road. Stepping on the unpleasant, rotten blood mud, he slowly paced away in the depths. He was very curious about why the elevator on Jialanfu Island would send him to such a strange place.

As he progressed, Ren Yuan found that the path in front of him seemed endless, and the Gate of Midgard behind (shēn) had already gradually fallen into the gray mist and disappeared. According to his calculations, he had walked at least a few hundred meters, which was far more than the diameter of the central tower, but he did not see the end in sight. As far as the eye can see, there are endless corpses, shrub mounds, and the eternal red blood moon in the sky.

As an S-class Inhuman, close to the existence of an alien. Of course, the body of a false god is not just that, but the independent reality is extremely strong. The high degree of anomaly also brings him many unique and powerful advantages. The keen sense of other independent realities and anomalous existence is far from being comparable to the alien who is still at the level of catalyst.

The moment he stepped here, he concluded that this space was by no means a shard of time and space, nor was it an independent world fixed by the academic school. As he went deeper and more into this side, filled with the space of death and killing, Ren Yuan basically came up with an accurate answer.

Here, there is an enchantment built by a warlock.

In the past, humanity did not know as much about xenologous as it does now. And those who are the primordial catalysts, and the Divine Visioners who understand and recognize the existence of the alien. In the eyes of the rulers of the time, there were only two (shēn) parts, supporters of royal power, and rebels. The former seized the power of religion and put on the cloak of gods for their independent reality in the service of the ruling class. The latter is suppressed as believers in the devil, (cāo) witches who control disasters, and the ruling class often encircles and exterminates them with the help of the former. This is the earliest form of existence of the god Inhumans, and the prototype.

Now that I think about it, the opposition between the hunter and the chosen one has a long history.

In different cultural circles and historical backgrounds, heterogeneous and catalysts have always been used

Dressed in a different coat. Just as angels and witches were born in Europe, in the magical land of East Asia, the gods and their researchers have a more neutral (xìng) and relaxed title—warlocks. Of course, there are also various names such as Qi Refiners, Immortals, Shintoists, Head Descenders, Wizards, Shamans, etc.

These people were pioneers in heterologous research, the first to eat crabs. Some of them have been unable to find a way out of their lives and have been oblivious to everyone, and some have gone astray and died (shēn). Limited by the limitations of the times (xìng), the vast majority of them have vague cognition of heterogeneous sources. However, it is undeniable that it is the accumulation of the research results of these predecessors for thousands of years that has led to the progress of theory and practice today.

And many technologies that have been repeatedly verified and practiced have also been passed down with continuous exploration. For example, the enchantment that Ren Yuan is currently in is a high-level means of using foreign sources and catalysts. Unlike the independent reality of self (shēn), this artificial use of heterogeneous sources and catalysts requires a lot of knowledge accumulation and professional training. In a sense, the researchers in the three research institutes under the Ministry of Disasters can also be called warlocks.

Since the barrier is constructed by special means, there is naturally a corresponding way to crack it.

"The grand view is on the top, along with Xun, and the middle is looking at the world. Look, but not recommended, there is Fu Ruo, and the next view is also. The Shinto of the heavens, and the four seasons are not distant, the saints teach with Shinto, and the world obeys. Ren Yuan said to himself, "According to the mountains and rivers, it is the Shinto priest who laid down this barrier." ”

Ren Yuan, who had insight into the essence of this heaven and earth, was not in a hurry, and continued to go inward to adjust the direction of progress according to the trend of the leylines. While looking for loopholes in the enchantment, calculate the probability of cracking it. Now he doesn't have Sinan compass and other tools in his hand, so he can only rely on rich experience to spy on the way to crack it.

With the continuous change and adjustment of the direction, the scene in front of you is no longer as fixed and unified as it was at the beginning. Soon, Ren Yuan found a shallow stream, but it was full of thick blood. Tracing up the stream of blood, Ren Yuan easily found its source, and finally saw the first human since the Gate of Midgard.

A young male (xìng) samurai in a plain loose kimono with shoulder-length hair sitting cross-legged on a large smooth bluestone at the source of the Blood Stream, while the god (qíng) cleans the long knife in his hand while he focuses on the stream. The samurai was slightly thin and thin, but the wide bore (xiōng) was exposed through the sparse neckline. The face covered by the long hair is handsome and clear, with a pair of thin lips that are light red and soft. (luǒ) sits on the bluestone with his feet upright, just like a clear lotus with sparse branches and leaves, and is clear and straight.

However, such an elegant and dusty picture was completely destroyed by the angry long knife in the man's hand. The knife (shēn) soaked in the stream of blood did not lose the slightest bit of anger with the man's pure hands. On the contrary, I don't know whether it was the ferocity of the knife stained by the water, or the bloody blood of the knife stained with water, and the evil aura on it became heavier and heavier.

"You can't wash it like this." Ren Yuan, who had been watching from the side for a long time, shook his head and said, "This Xiyuan is the eye of this enchantment, and the most vicious place. As for the knife in your hand, brother, don't mind if I speak straight, it's not saved. It's more suitable to throw it into this stream to suppress the formation. ”

It seems that it is only now that Ren Yuan's existence has been discovered. The young warrior raised his head and gently stroked the emanation hanging from his forehead, and looked at Ren Yuan with a pair of moist and pure eyes, his eyes revealing a slight confusion

"Your Excellency?"

"I happened to be passing by, uh... Lost passers-by. Ren Yuan said seriously

"You can happen to pass by here, your Excellency is too careless." The young samurai smiled faintly and said, "'You shouldn't have come

Over here. ”

"What is this place?" Ren Yuan asked curiously

"This is the Three Ways River, but they all call it Helheim." The young samurai replied softly

"Three Ways River? No, there's only one stream here. Ren Yuan asked puzzledly, "Although I haven't seen the Santu River, I think since it's called this name, there should be three rivers, right?" ”

"Well, so I'm trying to make the other two rivers so that I can die successfully." The young samurai nodded and explained seriously, "The only pity is that I didn't find a water source, so I had to use blood instead. Fortunately, there is no shortage here. ”

"Why did you build the Santu River?" Ren Yuan asked, "That's a place where the dead go." ”

"I'm going to leave here and wash away my sins in the Santu River, there is no place to accept me in this life, I want to find in the next life... No, just live an ordinary life..."The young samurai's voice grew lower and lower, and at last there was a faint sadness

"Maybe there is no next life, maybe the next life will be even worse?"

"In that case, it's better to hope for the unknown than to face reality."

Ren Yuanqi (shēn) looked around, countless corpses whimpering in the wind, as if they were crying out in despair before dying. Said in a brisk tone

"Well, then why bother making such a big scene and making such a hassle. Isn't it popular for you to have seppuku or something, and it just so happens that we met today because of fate. I'll be your intermediary and help you reach the Santu River in one step. ”

"I have a wish unfulfilled," the young samurai whispered, "I have heard that if you die with regret, you will become an earthbound spirit, and you will never be able to leave the place where you died. ”

"Is that so?" Ren Yuan said regretfully, "That's really troublesome, but if it's like you said, this is Helheim." Why do you want to make the Three Ways River? Isn't this the land of the dead? ”

"But I'm alive, am I?" The samurai smiled lightly, "If this is really the land of the dead, how can you be here?" Are you dead too? ”

"That's a good question, and I can't accept it if I stay in this kind of place after I die." Ren Yuan smiled dumbly: "It's just that let's not say whether this is the country of the dead or not." Your plan to replicate the Santu River sounds grandiose, but I have never heard of anyone who can replicate the Santu River, let alone anyone who can go against the Santu River. ”

"Do you also think that it is impossible to replicate the Santu River here?" Disappointment (qíng) crawled onto his handsome face, covered with a layer of sadness that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

"At least in my opinion, it's absolutely impossible." Ren Yuan said firmly, "What you have created is very likely to be the same as here, just a place to bury corpses in vain." ”

"That's right," the young samurai was silent for a moment, then fixed his gaze on Ren Yuan (shēn) again, "Then there is only one way left, I don't want to be trapped here forever, as long as I can finish my unfulfilled wishes, I think I can calmly face Amaterasu." ”

"Oh, that sounds like a good idea."

"You've got a good sword." The young samurai's gaze crossed Ren Yuan's shoulder, looked at the long sword Sin Yan who was carrying the latter (shēn), and asked humbly, "Can I ask you for one thing?" ”

"What's the matter?" Ren Yuan asked with a smile

The young samurai raised his sword (shēn) and stood steadily on the big bluestone of the sword, his eyes gradually rising with two (rè) cuts, and he said with a slight excitement

"I want to ask you to help me fulfill my unfulfilled wish."