Lin Yuan often sees battle scenes in TV dramas.
Those battles were brilliant and full of twists and turns.
The two warring parties fought back and forth, and needed to stop at the beginning and in the middle to express some inner feelings to each other.
But on the real battlefield, Lin Yuan found that everything happened very quickly.
Almost at the moment when Ni Ji finished speaking, he felt a stinging sensation on his arm as if his skin was cut by a knife.
Lin Yuan covered his hands.
I'm injured and it hurts so much.
Although there was no injury at all, the skin was cut and the blood was clearly visible.
The pain felt by the tentacles was transmitted to her intactly.
She now knew that Ni Ji's words were not a threat.
If the sentinel swung his sword to cut off a tentacle, she would also feel the pain of having her arm cut off by the blade.
The tentacles wrapped around the killer whale loosened slightly due to the pain.
The big, slippery fish accurately captured this gap, struggled to break free from the restraints, and swam out.
As soon as he was free, he rushed towards Lin Yuan at an incredible speed.
The strong fish tail was raised high, carrying huge waves and hitting Lin Yuan.
Even in the sea, the overwhelming force of the water was terrifying.
If the tail fin of this strength just touched you, half of your head would be gone instantly.
Lin Yuan didn’t know what his body would look like outside if he died here, in Ni Ji’s spiritual sea.
No one taught her this.
But she seemed to be born into such a spiritual world. In the extremely dangerous battle, she quickly began to become familiar with everything.
The sentinel's consciousness is hidden in the fine sea water surging around him.
It is so tiny that it is just a speck of dust scattered in the vast ocean.
But it was keenly captured by Lin Yuan.
She captured those tiny particles and used them to peer into the warrior's mind.
So they could predict his attacks in advance and narrowly avoid those overwhelming attacks.
A huge force brushed past his face, and although he managed to avoid it, his body was swept far away by the powerful vortex that followed.
Lin Yuan rolled in the sea in a panic.
The sky was spinning and the earth was spun, I couldn't tell what was up or down, and everywhere were bubbles of memory formed by flying fragments.
There are countless unfamiliar faces in every bubble.
Lin Yuan turned around and looked while rolling.
In the dark sea water, there is a pair of lavender eyes, glowing, like two cold flames burning in the deep sea.
It was the eyes of the killer whale, and he was catching up closely.
The pair of purple flames chased Lin Yuan closely, almost leaving a purple afterimage. Ni Ji's giant spirit body was approaching rapidly.
Lin Yuan was surprised.
It was obvious that this man had been tortured and was covered with bruises. He was injured, tired, and weak.
It was unexpected that he could possess such a strong spiritual body and launch such a powerful attack.
It’s not like Lin Yuan hasn’t seen a sentry before.
In the White Tower, there are many sentries wearing military uniforms and pulse guns on their waists, walking back and forth every day with a dashing look.
They are all tall and strong, and when they see the guide, they are like peacocks eager to spread their feathers.
But their spiritual bodies are gentle and docile, and their spiritual vision is so small that one can see the end at a glance.
Not like this fish.
These are soldiers who have been tempered in the abyss and swamps, and are strong men who fight monsters in the polluted area every day.
He is a warrior who emerged from the blood and wounds.
They fought so decisively and fiercely, regardless of anything, and almost risked their lives.
If it were in the real world, Lin Yuan would not be a match for this sentinel.
But here, in the spiritual world, Lin Yuan felt that he would not lose.
In this mental picture of spiritual components, the body is a spiritual body condensed by will. Here, she has never been the weak one.
She even felt that she was becoming stronger as the battle progressed.
He became more agile in dodging, his vision became sharper, and he gradually learned to control everything.
It seemed like something was gradually waking up, and the tentacles were restless.
Those guys who had been restrained by Lin Yuan in the past have become even bigger.
They are surging excitedly in some unknown secret space, constantly transforming into entities and breaking out of the ground.
With the help of the rapidly receding water, Lin Yuan saw that the black and white giant whale was finally entangled by the tentacles again.
They wrapped around his wrists, fish tails and inky black bodies, pulling them apart in different directions.
Then they cheered and worked together to turn the sea beast over and pull it into the deep sea.
The half-human, half-whale sentinel struggled desperately in the water, disrupting the soft and delicate water plants on the ground and crushing countless beautiful corals.
The tentacles wrapped around him one by one, and finally pinned him down on the coarse rocks on the seabed.
Lin Yuan was suspended in the sea, looking at the whale whose hands were bound by tentacles and pressed to the bottom of the sea.
The strong body struggled once or twice at first, but soon gave up and let the tentacles cover it one by one.
The tentacles seemed to have obtained a rare treasure and roamed around freely, and several times they reached into the sentry's messy black hair and stroked it.
The fish, that was the sentinel, did not resist.
He closed his purple eyes that were burning with fluorescence as if resignedly. When he opened them again, the glow in his eyes had faded and returned to ordinary black.
He was entangled in the tentacles.
Act as if you have done your best and will leave everything to fate.
It seems that Lin Yuan won the battle.
Lin Yuan always felt that something was not right.
There were several moments when she was sure the Sentinel had a chance to cut off a tentacle or two.
She even gritted her teeth in advance, preparing for the coming severe pain.
But nothing happened, the extremely sharp blade seemed to stop at that moment.
Hidden inside are emotions that Zhong Linyuan didn't have time to interpret in detail.
This beautiful and mysterious underwater world was thrown into chaos by the battle just now.
The beautiful corals were crushed, the delicate seaweed was crushed, and the clams of various shapes were completely turned out.
This is the world of the sentinel spirit. Those broken and unstable things have turned into bubbles of memory.
Countless bubbles of memory rise from the bottom of the sea, spread out in all directions, and float around.
Let Lin Yuan, the invader, read it.
This is only the outermost part of the spiritual picture. If you go deeper, you will find winding reefs and underground palaces hidden in the dark that you can explore.
They hold infinite mysterious treasures and have lost their only protector.
The door had to be left open to intruders.
Lin Yuan can be entered, explored, read, manipulated, and even destroyed at will.
But she knew she didn't need to go any deeper. The answer she was looking for was already within reach.
Lin Yuan floated among the bubbles that were flying around.
Ferocious monsters, blood-stained soldiers, countless dead bodies...
She turned her gaze toward the restrained killer whale.
The man was also looking up at her from the tangled tentacles.
The gray-black eyes looked at her steadily through the layers of intertwined tentacles.
Like waiting for an ending.
It turned out that all this was just his deliberate design. Lin Yuan suddenly understood everything.
This was Ni Ji's plan and also his gamble.
Lin Yuan was part of his plan.
But he was gambling with his own life.
This person is too cruel to himself, Lin Yuan thought.
In order to get out of the predicament, he put his life and property on the table.
Everything that Lin Yuan saw was what he was willing to give up and show to others.
Even though Lin Yuan knew that everything was planned by this person, after seeing everything, he had no choice but to make a choice.
Bubbles of varying sizes rose before Lin Yuan's eyes.
Lin Yuan saw countless former faces of this sentinel.
There are smiles and sadness, anger stained with blood and murderous ferocity.
Unlike now, being pressed to the deepest bottom of the sea.
His face was lifeless and gray, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.
***
On the parade ground, more and more idle sentries gathered from all directions.
The crowd gathered together to watch the guide step on the pedal and stand in front of the imprisoned criminal.
She stretched out her slender white hand, which was as soft as a green onion, and pressed it on the criminal's forehead, whose face was covered in blood.
Not long after, the sentry, who had been tortured for several days and had never uttered a sound under any torture, suddenly began to struggle violently.
The body hanging on the rack swung violently, the thick iron pillars began to sway, and the hanging iron chains collided with each other, making a loud noise.
Like a mad beast.
And the guide, the young and beautiful girl, still stood firmly in the face of such a ferocious beast.
She closed her eyes, and her white palms pressed down on the man's eyebrows motionlessly, not allowing him to break free.
But after a moment, Ni Ji collapsed as if defeated.
He lowered his head, softened his struggling body, and let the chains tighten, hanging his arms.
"Oh my god, is this a guide? Can a guide do this?"
"A sentry of this level was subdued by her?"
"Perhaps Ni Ji is about to have a mental breakdown. How many days has he been hanging here?"
"Oh my god, it's still unbelievable."
The crowd watching was talking in surprise.
The guide on the platform opened her eyes, looked around, and stretched out her other arm.
She put her hand on the brain cylinder system, the machine that was connected to a screen, housed a human brain, and played the memories of the dead.
The guide had a watch-like object on his wrist.
As her palm touched the brain cylinder system, the screen of the watch lit up. Several small virtual screens were projected, and rows of fluorescent fonts were scrolling rapidly.
The sense of technology of this thing is far beyond the times, and it is incompatible with the rammed earth walls and cast iron racks surrounding the parade ground.
"What it is?"
"You idiot, you have never seen the world. That is a personal electronic terminal that can be connected to all electronic devices."
“This is a high-end thing that can only be found in old ruins.”
"Wow, this girl is super rich."
"Nonsense, how many guides are poor? They are either matched with royal families or nobles."
While they were still discussing.
The large screen next to the rack, which had been playing the video in a loop, was now covered with snowflakes.
After a while, the screen flashed a few unstable images back and forth and started playing the video again.
The video still looks like it is in the polluted area.
It's just that the perspective is completely different.
The twisted buildings in the contaminated area, the dark paths crawling with snails, and the huge spores towering in the air were all clear and bright.
It was as if it had been carefully observed and remembered by someone.
A small group of soldiers gathered around a campfire to rest.
Most of them are sentinels.
They wore tight uniforms and carried weapons of various types.
Among them, there was a man wearing glasses who looked like a researcher, and was protected in the center by everyone.
Even though it was only played for a short while, the veterans who watched the video on site nodded in their hearts.
People began to admit that this was a team of well-trained, disciplined and very rare elite soldiers.
The corner where they rested was chosen very cleverly.
It was in a ruin with a high visibility, and there was a large open area in front, so any dangerous creatures that appeared would be seen from afar.
Even so, they still deployed visible sentries in the distance, and hidden sentries lurking in the treetops nearby.
The female sentry in charge of secret surveillance lay motionless against the tree trunk, almost blending into the tree.
If it weren't for the special effects brought by the main perspective of the screen, the audience would hardly be able to notice her.
Around the campfire, the sentries were talking in low voices, drinking water and eating to replenish their strength.
The firelight reflected on their faces, some young and some old.
Even in such a relaxing moment, those people held food in one hand and habitually let their other arm hang down at their side, ready to take out their weapons at any time.
This is a well-trained team that can cope with any unexpected situation.
They must have a tacit understanding that has been developed over many years and a rigorous and cohesive captain.
"This, this is not the memory of a dead researcher. Whose mind could this be?" Officer Wu at the window stood up, took a few steps forward in confusion, and murmured,
"Isn't it...?"
The sentries on the parade ground were still confused and looked up at the new video playing on the screen in confusion.
The video played on the screen connected to the brain tank system is a memory image left in someone's mind and witnessed by him.
The young guide stood under the screen, holding the criminal's head with one hand and pressing the touch screen of the brain system with the other.
The audience discovered that the dead researcher they had seen in the photo actually appeared in the video, blending in with the crowd.
How could he appear in another person's sight
Whose memory is this
On the screen, a tall sentry near the campfire stood up and walked towards the screen.
He smiled, squatted down, and said to the screen,
"Captain Ni Ji."
(End of this chapter)