Bayan drifted with the tide in the resting soil.

He was dressed in the Yao people's special overalls, and there was a layer of forbidden stone armor on the outside, which could prevent the entry of the soil. But this is only temporary, as the crystal mask on the helmet will gradually shatter under the constant pressure of the resting soil.

Overalls can only allow death to stay outside for a short time.

Through the already cracked crystal mask, Bayan saw the white polyps change and wriggle like some kind of mollusk. They stretch and shrink to create a human face with a broad nose, a square face, thick lips, and slightly raised brow bones.

Opposite the crystal, a plausible face that looked like itself was looking at him.

Bayan was calm.

The people of Dragulin are not afraid of death, and death in the steppe is always commonplace.

Now we need to find a way to reach out for help.

Bayan tried and found that it was difficult for his body to move, and this inability to move was like falling into some kind of whirlpool, and it was very difficult for him to move his hands and feet slightly.

A small crackling sound sounded in my ears.

There is another diagonal slit in the center of the crystal mask.

Bayan furrowed his eyebrows.

He saw a kitten suddenly appear on the crystal mask.

It was covered in white soil, like a cat that had accidentally fallen into the mud. The cat clung to the mask on all four paws and stared at itself with a pair of amber yellow eyes.

Bayan had dealt with cats in Degulin, where steppe cats lived, a group of small, astute and dexterous beasts. They are mainly nocturnal and mostly hide in caves during the day, and are withdrawn and untamed, but occasionally haunt the tribe begging for food, and if given food, they will allow people to touch them.

There are also some frail cats that will bring their cubs and put them in front of the tribe's tent, and the mother cat will not leave until they are adopted.

Normally, they are a solitary and cautious little animal.

Bayan didn't understand why a cat was swimming in the sea of rest. There is only the Endless Void above the Sea of Rest, and there is hardly any world in this vicinity, only the mines of the Yao civilization stand, which is also the basic knowledge that every miner must master and remember.

"Did you accidentally end up here?"

Bayan muttered.

The soup cat opened its mouth: "It's not an accident, I've always been here." ”

Bayan's eyes widened.

This cat understands through the crystal? He spoke Degulin's native dialect.

Is it because of the brain-popping mint in the overalls on his body? This is standard for miners and allows miners from different worlds to communicate with each other.

No, it isn't.

The point is, this talking cat survives in the resting soil!

Bayan's mind couldn't turn a little.

"You're dying."

The soup cat looked at Bayan with those round orange eyes: "Then can you allow me to record your death?" ”

“……”

Bayan thought for a moment.

Death may not look very good, but since the cat is collecting, it's not a big deal.

"Yes."

"Yes, authorization has been obtained, and the record has officially begun."

The soup cat blinked: "My eyes will record the whole process of your death, if you don't want to record certain parts, you can let me cut it off or close it temporarily." ”

"No...... Let's record them all. ”

Bayan was more curious: "Are you a cat?" Why in the sea of rest? ”

"I'm an Epitaph Spirit" made by the Spirit Clan."

The cat stuck out its tongue and licked its nose, revealing a black dot, but it was quickly covered by the polyps again.

"I record the death of the spirits, and I am a tomb for the dead."

The epitaph had a light voice, and it sat in a light posture on the crystal crack on Bayan's face.

"Because I sensed the traces of the Spirit Clan, I came all the way to record your death and erect your tombstone."

Bayan didn't understand: "Spirit Clan? But I'm not a Spirit, I'm a Degulin, not a Spirit. ”

"That's not right."

The cat blinked: "You have 97% overlap with the spirit base of the Giant Clan, and you are a giant descendant of the Spirit Clan, which meets the target requirements." ”

Bayan didn't understand, but he thought.

It seems that there is no need to argue about whether you are a giant or not.

It is better to use the limited time now to try to save yourself.

"Can you help me? If I can get to the mine, I'll be saved. Bayan said.

"I'm sorry, but the epitaph only records and reads death records, and nothing else is beyond my capabilities."

The cat added, "But my duty also includes consolation before death, and I can accompany you in conversation to complete the final consolation ritual." ”

Since it was useless, Bayan decided to leave it alone.

He struggled to swing his arms and legs, the process was very difficult, and he felt as if he was being held by someone, but fortunately he was still able to move, and the rest of the soil did not hold himself in place.

If you can move, there is hope.

The ice swimming experience also played a role in this time.

Bayan desperately wrestled with the push and shove of the sea, trying to make himself rise and float to the surface of the sea to have a chance of survival.

"Why struggle?"

Epitaph Ling looked at him: "According to the existing statistics, the mortality rate of a single life form in the outside world entering here is 100%, and there is no precedent for a single spirit race to escape. It is recommended to save physical strength, which can avoid being quickly locked by the foreign matter here, and can live longer. ”

Bayan realized that the Siyangs had noticed him. The pressure felt by the body is increasing, and the hands and feet are getting heavier and heavier.

"Will the Rest lock my move?"

The cat said, "I don't know, the epitaph doesn't have data and coping strategies for these alien substances. ”

"And how did you live in the sea of rest?"

"Because I'm an epitaph, a half-life, I can turn off vital signs, and I can also digest the remnants of corpses to provide a sustaining existence."

Bayan then understood: "It turns out that you need my corpse." ”

"That's part of the mechanism. Under the premise of sufficient resources, the epitaph will preserve the body of the deceased, and in the case of lack of resources, the epitaph will digest the body of the deceased to ensure that the death message continues, and everything is for the sake of continuity. ”

The tail of the soup cat is swinging, and its round eyes are harmless to humans and animals.

"Please rest assured, the Epitaph Spirit will not harm the Spirit Clan, let alone kill the Spirit Clan, this is the supreme order that we were born forbidden. It is only in extreme circumstances like this one that we digest the corpse and preserve the dead in a way that is unique to epitaphs. ”

Bayan suddenly realized, "You mean...... Aside from the Spirit Race, will you hunt the other fallen here? ”

The Epitaph did not answer. As if it hadn't heard, it kept its previous expression and wagged its tail.

"You're going to hunt the shipwrecked, right?"

“……”

The epitaph spirit's refusal to answer made Bayan feel a burst of creepy.

"Can you do anything other than keep track of the dead and digest the corpses?"

Bayan cautiously tested, silently enduring the pain of his body being manipulated by the soil. He could clearly feel that the outer layer of the overalls was being torn open by the external force, and the cracks on the crystal were also increasing, like spider webs.

The last line of defense on the face could collapse at any moment, allowing the rest of the outside to come in.

"You're dying."

The cat blinked, "In the last hour, please rest well and take a deep breath - although many of the beings in this void don't seem to need to breathe." So, close your eyes and remember when you were happiest and most nostalgic, which will help ease the tension before you die. ”

Bayan said, "You were made by the Spirit Clan, and I am also the Spirit Clan, right?" ”

"Yes."

"Then you should listen to my orders, right?"

"Yes."

"Then I want you to save me."

"I'm sorry, but the epitaph only records and reads death records, and nothing else is beyond my capabilities."

Still the same reply.

It's impossible to get the Epitaph to help.

Bayan felt that his ears were already buzzing, and that something was wrong inside the crystal, and that he was about to collapse.

He said, "Then I command you that when you encounter those who are struggling here, you must wait until they die before eating them!" ”

The epitaph blinked, "Yes." ”

The cat said, "100% mortality, do you want to make them suffer at the last moment?" Pain also consumes the energy of the corpse and is a waste. ”

"A must! It has to be done! ”

"Yes."

Bayan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"Epitaph, do you know God?"

"Sorry......"

Bayan saw a tiny transparent crystal burst open on his crystal mask, and a little white viscous liquid poked in from the outside.

Time suddenly slowed down at this moment.

Bayan heard from the old man that this is how death comes, and everything becomes very slow. This is the last moment left for the living, and it is also the last afterglow of life.

He thought of the miner he had saved.

Its skull must have been thrown to safety by itself, and it could survive as long as it wasn't swept into the sea of scarlets. The ancestors of the white bones had a very tenacious vitality.

Then he thought of the ice lake in the cold world of 1, and he swam in it for about ten years as an ice swimming enthusiast. Looking back, that cold stinging sensation is also a kind of vitality of life.

Then he thought of Brother Jay again.

Brother Jie should still be over there wearing crappy women's clothes, building demon altars everywhere, and I don't know when it will fully fit the role given to him by the gods.

Finally Bayan thought of God.

There were only two gods he knew.

One is the master of the Dark Star, and the source and god of all the Dark Descendants.

He sits higher and farther than the Gloom Sun, cold and cruel, believing that those who are not up to the job are waste, and that the low-ranking Darkspawn are failures and defects. But He also assigns [roles] to each of the Darks, training each of them to help them grow into the gods of the Darkstar.

The other is the god Yao. Compared to the master of the dark star, Yao Shen is more mysterious and unpredictable. It is said that Yao Shen is a more terrifying superior being than the master of the Dark Star, and he once casually erased a civilization in the Dark Star World, acting domineering and arrogant. The Dark Descendants will be very careful when talking about Yao Shen, for fear of being wiped out if they say the wrong thing.

But in the eyes of the skeleton workers in the mine, Yaoshen looked different.

Yao God said to the oracle of all civilians.

- You are the hope and the future, you can create a splendid civilization and a great culture, you are never humble, and you can grow into gods......

Si Rang broke through the crack and scrambled in like an octopus tentacle, pounced on Bayan's face.

But time is still slow.

Bayan suddenly understood at this time that this was the real god.

People should learn to accept that these real gods, not imaginary perfect gods, have a frightening side as well as an uplifting and respectful side.

And it is these imperfections that keep God so alive and close to the world.

Bayan has never been so eager to live.

Fight to the last breath of your life!

Gods, Lord Darkstar, Lord Yaoshen, please let me live! I want to live!

He struggled with all his might, but his face was covered by some powerful and sticky force, and the soil burrowed into his body through his nose, mouth, ears, and eyes. The blood is decreasing, the body is becoming cold, and even consciousness is fading.

Dying.

Bayan suddenly felt himself flying, and all sides were scattered in fear by a magnificent force, and the power from above enveloped him like the sun.

The yellowish-white flames expelled the surrounding white soil...... The cat that was about to open its mouth to gnaw on its own neck was also captured by the Hand of Fire.

……

Waking up again, Bayan found himself outside an ancient temple with four suns suspended in the sky.

There are many tall roses growing on the ground here, and they are like small trees, shining like gold.

"This is the afterlife?"

Bayan looked left and right.

A man next to him said to him, "Just wake up." This is the Sun Temple, where Lord Yao Shen took you in, and the Sun Lady healed your injuries caused by the rest. Now your body is basically recovered. ”

It turned out to be a black forged prophet.

Bayan was stunned: "Lord Yaoshen personally saved me?" ”

He suddenly felt that his whole body was full of strength, and his level reached LV60, and he also obtained the name of [Hero].

"It's the treatment that the brave earn. Thank you for saving the lives of several miners. ”

Black Forge stretched out his hand and said, "No matter where you are, what faith you are, or what race you are, you are all a hero recognized by Lord Yao Shen and the Yao civilization. We are always open to you, and we will stand by your side whenever you need our help. ”

Bayan shook it hand, and the mine workers were not lying about Yaoshen's description.

Even a low-level descendant like himself can become a hero recognized by the god of Yao.

He thought of the cat at this point.

It's not right.

No matter how painful and disadvantaged it is, it must be fought to death.

Life is a non-stop fight!