Chapter 470

Name:Soul Of Negary Author:Xu Ming
In addition to Duran's Secret excitement, some people in the basement of the border city are also in a state of extreme excitement.

"Hahaha, as long as I find that one, I can finish the ceremony!" A young man, dressed in some old aristocratic clothes, but you can see clearly that the young man is very attentive.

In the age of fire, his ancestor was the brother of a ghost man in the army of leiastmia. After becoming a ghost man, he lost the ability to conceive. Therefore, he told all his secrets to his brother family.

Among them is the ghost ceremony.

"Drinking the source of uncleanness, piercing the heart with a ritual blade, becoming a half dead and half alive person, and implanting a vice soul, can directly become the ghost man of the fighter who understands the heart of fighting now, gain extraordinary ability and obtain immortal body."

"But as the adult left, the source of uncleanness has gradually disappeared. Only the Raven demon or the dead crow can be hunted, and the inferior products can be extracted from them. In addition, the acquisition and transplantation of vice souls will increase the risk without the help of that adult, and there will be sequelae."

"Even so, it is this incomplete ceremony that makes the ghost Knight famous." The boy untied the sheath around his waist and took out a curved knife with golden luster.

It seems that some machete vibrates slightly. It is this vibration that makes the teenager find the dark lattice in the old wooden furniture of the family.

"There is also the spring of life. According to the records of ancestors, a living dead man named Jason replaced the source of uncleanness with the spring of life, killing Cadiz, the vice captain of the ghost man at that time."

"In the absence of a perfect source of impurity, the fountain of life is the perfect substitute." Looking at the ritual blade in his hand, the boy remembered the broken situation in his family and made up his mind to revitalize the family in any case.

When he went to a noble family in the city to sell his family assets, he got the news of the spring of life by accident. In addition, he got the ceremonial blade lost from his ancestors. The young man's ambition has been completely awakened.

"I, katob juegus, will make the yugus family prosperous again." The boy made up his mind and heard the opening of the basement entrance. A boy of seven or eight years old said, "brother, are you in it?"

"Ramie, I'm here. I'll be up in a minute." Katobu quickly hid the ritual blade, climbed the stairs, and looked back at the wrapped ritual blade. Although it can bring strong power, it is the thing left by the existence. You should know that there is still a name called the ominous God.

Anyone who has a relationship with him will eventually be trapped in an ominous situation, such as the Raven blood, the dragon blood, and the successor of the ghost ceremony.

Compared with the great reputation of the ghost knight, his miserable life is also very famous.

In the carriage, Negri seemed to observe all this and smile amusingly.

He did not use the world information surface to immediately observe the future of two people, because after Negri has achieved the road, he rashly observes the future of two mortals. Then his vision through the world is likely to increase the possibility of their future.

Therefore, he will not easily observe the future until he has worked out a better way to observe the future. Of course, with the existing information for deduction, Negri also has a rough prediction of what will happen.

"No, I'll live in this city for a while." 'it's natural for appendix to take good care of it,' Negri said.

The town road of new ROAs is not bad. Negri got out of the carriage and walked on the road with a long time's hesitation, but now he has a touch.

"Appendix, do you know why there are humans in most of the multiverse Negri's eyes kept looking around, although, the birth of a thing, has become the present appearance, all kinds of traces flow into Negri's eyes.

Even a dust has its own history, his past, he may have experienced brilliant, perhaps unknown, there is too much information on it for people to know.

"This is not very clear, but it must be a common feature in this area." She also thought about this question, but she didn't get the answer: "is there a rule called human?"

"No, that's not true. Of course, there's something to be said." Negri said with a smile: "human beings do not form complete truth, they are just the fragments of the string of truth that drive the formation of all things in reality."

"Debris?"

"Yes, it's like this dust. The most common thing in a room is not people, but full of dust. Human beings are the dust of the multiverse."

"The sand world is equivalent to an abandoned box on the street. Naturally, there is a lot of dust in it, while the higher world is like a town. Although there is more dust, they are never the masters."

"There are big and small dust, but in the end it is still dust, so it is the same with people. Everyone in the world is more or less different, but the essence is dust.""This is the essence of human beings. The sand world is too small to accommodate a normal" human ". Even if it is forced to enter, it seems that they are tied up. Therefore, this species named human can be found in the sand world Negri looked at all kinds of people on the street and told the cruel truth.

Negri is now in a state of constraint. The time velocity of the sand world has no effect on him. He must be careful to converge his strength to maintain his own normal. This is also the reason why he does not observe the future. It is really that the future of the sand world can not stand his toss, but only slightly increases the possibility of a certain future. All these are the reasons why Negri has extraordinary control.

"But even if it's dust, it has the possibility to belong to it." Negri's eyes fell on a dust, stretched out his hand to catch it, and said with a smile, "it was once a part of the royal crown of the Royal Empire 526 years ago. Now he has fallen on my hand. This is the glory of dust."

"Indeed, meeting Lord Negri is also the glory of Raven feather." The crow feather on the shoulder said immediately.

Negri touched the head of the black crow, released the dust between his fingers, and continued to take the man forward. Then he saw a good place. With a gentle stroke of his finger, he opened a layer of secondary space angle. Here, it was like a replica of the present world. Only here, human beings are stone statues, standing in a certain place forever, until the person in this world dies.

And the dust that Negri used to catch by hand gradually began to change, producing a strong attraction. It absorbed the surrounding dust and formed a mass, just like ordinary dust. With the influence of the environment, it rolled towards an unknown destination.

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