John only thought it strange now—and it was not strange that no one's body was reduced to ashes. What's even stranger is that even though he has been reduced to ashes and scattered into the void, John can still feel which dust is his hands and which is his legs, except that he can't control his physical movements.

"Very peculiar feeling. John drifted away with the gust of wind. It stands to reason that the ashes scattered by the wind should scatter in all directions until they disappear completely. But John's ashes were not blown away, as if each grain of ash had the power to attract the other ashes, and it was always condensed into a ball, and was not blown away by this strange wind.

Drifting and drifting, John felt more and more that something was wrong: the wind had been blowing for too long, and he had not felt anything blocking it, and had been blowing in one direction. This should be practically impossible. It's a pity that now I don't have eyes, I can't see my surroundings, I don't have ears, and I can't hear any movement.

Because he has no eyes and can't see when it's dark, his perception of time naturally declines, so John doesn't know how long he has been floating, only that it's a long, long time. Now John feels lost, not knowing where he will go or what he will do in the future. John has seen and experienced a lot of death, but he has never experienced the loss of his body like this. Now idle, John decided to look at the king's soul in the depths of his soul. I was ignited before because of the king soul, and now I have free time, and I am looking to see what is going on with this king soul.

Now that John was no longer disturbed by his senses, he easily entered a meditative state, and naturally saw the king soul burning in his soul. As in the past, the king's soul only floated in John's soul, like a small flame, and that small flame was not as good as a candle, and looked only a little better than the bean flame of an oil lamp. But after careful observation, John noticed a difference: in the past, he saw this king's soul, although he only saw a little shadow, but John can be sure that the burning of this king's soul now is a little more vigorous than before, although the gap is not big, but it is also noticed by John. "Is it because it absorbed the laws of the observatory that Edward found? John felt even more confused. Judging from the flames that had already rushed out of the soul and burst out from the eyes, the king soul in his body should have become very huge, but he didn't expect it to be so small.

Is it that the laws of a world can only make it burn so little, or is it burned out, or is it because it is only a false world? There are too many possibilities for John to judge. Now he only knew that the king soul in his body would also be interested in the laws of the world, and would burn vigorously because of the laws of the world. What about after the burning? John didn't know. The effect of the growth of the king's soul on himself was not known to John. For John, he didn't even know which one of the king's souls was in his body. Is it the soul of light of the Sun King Gwen?Is it the soul of life of the witch of Izaris?Is it the soul of death of the original dead Nite?Or is it the soul of darkness found in the city of Ring India?It stands to reason that the soul of darkness is the most likely, but in the initial furnace, John could use himself to ignite the initial flame, so it is not surprising that the other flames that were originally in the furnace were parasitic in John's soul.

"It's a real headache. John looked at the slowly burning king soul in his soul and couldn't do anything. Will he be able to break open his soul and take out this flame and pinch it, and what will he be like then?

Forget it, don't think about that. Neither Izaris nor Arnornd had figured out anything about the King's Soul and the Initial Fire, so what could they figure out on their own, as long as it didn't do them any harm. Speaking of which, the only thing that came out of that world like himself was this king soul.

Thinking like this, John didn't know how long he had been floating, but suddenly he saw a bright light. The light was so bright that even when John covered it with his own hand, it still felt dazzling.

"Am I, recovered?" John waited for a moment, until his eyes were better, before he could react. With his eyes slightly blank, John looked at his hands. I can see, I can control, and it seems that my body has recovered. But where is this? John looked up and looked at his surroundings.

Looking at his surroundings was something John had never seen before. Many towering high-rise buildings rise from the ground, and the glass around the high-rise buildings glistens in the sunlight, and I used to think that the sunlight reflected by these high-rise buildings is shining on my face.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is a skyscraper?" John said, looking at the tall building in front of him. At this time, John noticed that the people passing by him were staring at him, and some of them took out a small box and pointed it at him—it was a mobile phone. What's going on? Is he conspicuous?" John thought, looking down at his body. It is still his outfit in the period of great exploration, even the two knives hanging on his waist are exactly the same, the only difference is that the clothes that have been torn and dirty because of the adventure have been newly branded, and even the two knives are shining with cold light, with his blacksmith experience, these two knives have been baked in no more than half a day.

"Hey buddy, come on, take a picture. At this moment, another man dressed in strange clothes—if I remember correctly, some kind of religious clothing, but the pattern on it was unknown to John—came up with a mobile phone in his hand: "Don't just stand, come, compare two movements." ”

What is this doing? John looked around, and saw that there were a lot of people around him who were dressed in the same strange clothes as the one in front of him, holding weapons in their hands that they knew were completely useless at all, and all kinds of strange movements, and every time they changed their movements, the people around them would be excited with their mobile phones or, ?—— something called a camera. It seems that I happened to meet them for some kind of activity, otherwise my outfit is not just a few photos and you can leave.

Thinking of this, in order not to behave too unusually, John drew his double knife, pointed the knife at the ground, his hands naturally drooped, and then spread a little to the sides of his body, making a preparatory action for a double sword attack. The man took a shot for a while: "Brother, change one for another." ”

What is this going on? John was still thinking about other things, and his hands kept moving, sometimes slashing and sometimes stabbing with two knives, and his eyes were also glancing at the conspicuous places around him: with John's eyesight now, he could see the things on the paintings at just a glance: the 5th Cosplay Club.