A month later.

Persian Empire, province of Satis, at the junction of the plain of Morris and the mountain of Sisipersius.

In the evening, when the sun buries half of itself in the distant mountains, the fiery clouds of silk burn in the vast expanse of the world, and the distant shepherds sing unknown tunes, nature paints this picture with a touch of desolation.

At the foot of the mountain, two lonely tombs stayed there quietly, there were no monuments in front of the tombs, there was nothing, and under the cliff next to them, a thatched house sat quietly.

At this moment, from the gap in the cliff beside the tomb, a timid white shadow emerged.

Its black eyes are extremely pure, with its white hair like snow, and two small ears that stand up and are fleshy, fluffy, it looks cute, this is a ferret without a trace of stray hair, it looks about a year old, and this is the time for it to go out to forage.

The little ferret's nimble nose sniffed on the ground, and then crawled out of its home in two steps, moving towards the grassy plains ahead, where it used to forage for food, where there were a series of delicacies such as wild mice and insects, but today it felt something strange in the air.

It was dangerous, it stood up, revealing its snow-white fur from its belly, sniffing carefully against the breeze, hunger urging it forward, its pure eyes revealing human hesitation, and leaning down into the barren plain.

Sniffing carefully the traces of the prey, the little ferret was like a search and rescue dog, running left and right, but there was still no shadow of the prey, suddenly, there was a sound of rustling in the grass not far from it, and its expression immediately became nervous, and it rushed in the direction when it turned into a white lightning.

A poisonous snake that came from nowhere, it stood up, looked at the fleeing little ferret with cold eyes, spit out the core, and chased after it in a hurry.

The survival instinct caused the little ferret to flee desperately, but it had not eaten for a day, and it had a lot of energy to entertain itself in the burrow, and now it had slowed down markedly, until it staggered to the door of the dilapidated thatched house.

The poisonous snake twisted the trajectory of death, spitting out the core not only did not crawl slowly, the little ferret really couldn't run, it pressed its claws to the ground, the hair on its body stood up, and issued a "sizzle" warning, the poisonous snake coiled itself in a circle, the snake head and the snake height were erected, staring at the little ferret without emotion, ready to find a chance to speak.

With a "squeak", the thatched door was opened, and a rickety figure stepped out of it.

His clothes were in tatters, like a beggar, but his body was generally white, but his skin was like that of an old man, and his old folds covered his body, and his gray hair covered half of his face, and not only that, but the beard under his nose was also gray, and he felt like a gust of wind could blow it away.

The wind blew just right, ruffling the gray hair on his forehead, revealing an old face, gray eyebrows, and shriveled eyelids.

Feng Chen's heart did not have the slightest wave, like a pool of dead water, he silently staggered to the little ferret, the little ferret seemed to be very familiar with him, "swooped" and climbed up along the shabby trousers of Feng Chen, coiled on Feng Chen's shoulder, stretched out his cute little tongue and licked Feng Chen's ears.

At this time, Feng Chen's expression only changed slightly, he reached out and scratched the jaw of the little ferret, and the little ferret squinted his eyes comfortably, making a childlike "clucking" note of pleasure.

And when the poisonous snake saw the sealed dust, it trembled and crawled on the ground for some reason, not daring to move.

Although he can't see it, Feng Chen can use the black light virus to construct a vague multi-dimensional pattern in his mind, and at the same time, his hearing beyond ordinary people also adds a lot of color to his life that has lost his light in the darkness. However, these things are meaningless to him, and what happened a month ago is like a movie that has been replaying in front of his eyes for dozens of days.

The battlefield, the fighting, Artemisia lying in a pool of blood, the helpless cry, the powerless self, all of this turned into regret and self-blame and eroded his heart.

Similarly, Dust's body was riddled with holes, the Black Light Virus, the Arrow of Death, Delphi's gaze, as for why he didn't choose to return, Dust's head moved to the side, there were Heratia and Artemisia, he wanted to stay here for as long as possible, even if his body was not optimistic now.

The embodied Delphi curse turned into black blood that continued to corrode his body and the arrow of death, and the strong self-protection of the black light virus and the law of the jungle began to devour and destroy the curse and the arrow of death without distinguishing between friend and foe, and the arrow of death continued to eliminate the possession of both of them on the body of the sealed dust.

The three parties are fighting each other, and there is no distinction between the enemy and the enemy.

At the beginning, every day was fighting, Feng Chen was lying on the ground like a dead man, letting the black and red blood oozing from the countless pores on his body, it was a severe pain that ordinary people could not bear, stronger than the feeling of someone holding a file and grinding your bones into slag, if the pain left after the previous battle was like a tide, then the beginning was a tsunami.

But the most painful thing is that the heart is dead, when the dust is muddy, his body can't stand the pain, the nervous response mechanism spontaneously takes charge of the body, vents the pain, hits the ground with his head, until the place where he kneels cracks, and similarly, he also passes out.

After that, the three parties slowly stopped, and now the strength of the three parties is in balance, holding each other, but Feng Chen knows that once one of them breaks the balance, if he can't return as soon as possible, he will be doomed.

His old face showed endless exhaustion, and with a wave of his hand, the poisonous snake crawling on the ground as if it was about to be amnestied, and hurriedly crawled away, as for why, Feng Chen knew that Delphi was a dark titan python in the mythical era, and its breath was not only the supreme king of all snakes, but also the existence that ignored the fear of the current top predators.

At present, his body exudes this kind of aura, death, decay, and darkness, and even insects do not want to approach him, the only exception is the little ferret on his body, the first time he saw it, it was directly frightened by the aura emitted by the dust and pretended to be dead, and later, after a month of getting along, it relied on itself.

"The law of the jungle, the instinct of the creatures," said the old and hoarse voice of the dust, gently caressing the soft fur of the little ferret, looking up at the sky, even though his world was already dark, and then bowing his head again, and said to the little ferret:

"Relying on the strong to survive, it is also the instinct of creatures, in the past few months, I first fought with the three hundred dead soldiers of Sparta, fought bloodily in Hot Springs, resisted the undead army to the death, and then faced the ancient religion of the Death Desert, my life experience, I think no one can be as colorful as me."

"But, behind the incomparably beautiful scenery of nature is always poor mountains and bad waters, the more beautiful things, the more dangerous they are, I have lost too much ...... in this world" Feng Chen's eyes were slightly red, but he could no longer shed tears, Delphi's curse directly destroyed all his own, light, and her.

"The path of evolution looks incomparably bright, it is a bright road, but only by experiencing it myself can I know, I finally know why the existence does not follow the main god in the novel, and if the mission fails, the host will be obliterated, and two results will be given, the mission succeeds and the mission fails."

"Because, the Being, knows that losing is much more terrible than death, so terrifying that you can't bear it, and for this, you will be desperate for the life and death of the mission, and you will fall deeper and deeper, and there will be no escape."

The little ferret raised its cute little head and playfully licked Feng Chen's scarred hand, for the human in front of it, it felt very strange, strange people, strange behavior.

"Host, the current world has reached the host's set stay period, thirty days, please respond to the host, do you want to stay?"

"Exists, can Artemisia be resurrected after returning?" This is the most urgent and most wanted to know question about Feng Chen, and in the past thirty days, Feng Chen has not asked about the existence because he failed in the second main quest.

Sure enough, the existence replied coldly: "It can't be resurrected, the host main quest two failed, and the resurrection of this existence will violate the four rules." ”

Feng Chen's eyes were sad, and he staggered to the two lonely graves, knelt down in front of him, and was silent for a long time.

"Exist, tell me, will you be able to resurrect Heratia when you return?"

"The host completes the main quest one and can be resurrected."

Feng Chen's body trembled and became excited, like a person who had fallen into the water and grabbed a straw that was swaying on the shore, and the old man's face showed an excited look, and he stumbled and shouted: "Now I ask for the resurrection of Hratia!" ”

"Host, the complete resurrection of Heratia requires the soul to be extracted from this world, please ask the host to appeal again after returning."

"What do you mean?" After the excitement, Feng Chen faintly had a bad premonition.

"According to the language of the host civilization, Heratia has been reincarnated in this world, and is now in Persia."

"Where!!" Feng Chen roared, the little ferret in his arms was startled, and curled up in Feng Chen's arms in fear, not daring to move, realizing that he couldn't control his emotions The aura emitted frightened the little ferret, and Feng Chen stretched out his hand to comfort.

Then, a light appeared in Feng Chen's mind, and he was already in a strange scene.

"La~~" "La~~~~" bursts of light and childlike tones came into his mind, Feng Chen looked back, a little girl with a ponytail was playing happily in the field alone, and there was a puppy at her feet that had just been born and had just learned to walk, the bright afternoon sun sprinkled on her body, the wheat waves, and the unmelted snow on the top of the distant mountains, depicted here as a soft and warm oil painting.

The little girl had the shadow of Heratia on her face, especially those eyes, which made Feng Chen extremely familiar, innocent and pure, full of laughter, and at this time, a young woman came from a distance, and from the expression on her face you could see the doting look on her face when she looked at the little girl.

"Mom? What about Dad? The little girl asked in a milky voice, and at the same time did not play with the puppy in her arms.

The young mother's face was full of tenderness, and she reached out to touch the little girl's head, and said softly, "Father, you have gone out hunting, and you see, you will come back when the sun goes down." ”

"Hmm." The little girl nodded obediently, picked up the puppy that kept rubbing her trousers, and ran to play again.

It's a family of three, it's incomparably warm, it's incomparably harmonious, and then the picture breaks and everything tends to be dark again.

After a long time, Feng Chen's mouth was foaming, his old face was full of struggle, and he asked aloud: "Existence, what will happen if I insist on extracting Heratia's soul?" ”

"Host, forcibly extracting Heratia's soul will cause the death of Heratia who is reincarnated in reality."

Feng Chen's heart is extremely struggling, on the one hand, resurrecting Heratia will destroy a family, on the other hand, his greatest wish in this world is to take them away, but now, he has to choose one of the two.

Destruction and rebirth, this is the price of the resurrection.

"Is there no other way?!"

"The two cannot coexist, there is never a perfect resurrection, only a complete resurrection." Existence said coldly.

At this time, the sun was setting, and the sun that sank into the horizon was like a fireball about to sink into the sea, filling him with the water vapor that was rushing after the sea was burning, forming a whirlwind, Feng Chen felt that this space was full of moisture and dampness, for a long time, when the wind stirred his long gray hair again, Feng Chen took out a gorgeous box from the space storage device.

Angela had tears in his eyes, he lowered his head and dug into the dirt in front of the grave, and then with a look of nostalgia and hardship, he solemnly lowered the box into the deep pit.

Feng Chen's thoughts drifted into the distance, and explained the situation to Emilia before, he could take her away, but Emilia refused to leave with tears, there are people who love her the most in this world, and she is reluctant to leave, so Feng Dust left the fear war horse to Emilia, the little girl, as for Resa's side, and Xerxes's three hundred blood feuds, he has no way to repay this debt now, but it is only temporary.

Silently getting up, Feng Chen took one last look at the two graves, put the little ferret in his arms on the ground, and let it go.

"The living should not disturb the sleep of the dead, and the dead should not disturb the life of the living, life and death are two parallel lines that will never intersect, I already know ......" The faint words contained uncalm waves, Feng Chen grabbed his palms fiercely, and let his nails pierce his palms.

After staring in the dark, Feng Chen turned his head ruthlessly, with a tired body, trembling and weakly spitting out a few words.

"Exist, return."

ps: Writing now, the second volume is also over, these days to sort out the thoughts, open the third volume, suddenly have some other ideas, now I am thinking about whether to add to the third volume, finally, a little negative energy, when you have nothing, don't be afraid, you still have a disease; God has closed a door for you, don't be afraid, he will put a vicious dog in for you.