"Then what exactly are you?"
Jenkins, who was standing against the tree, asked Mud, without putting down the sword in his hand:
"I was born from the evil thoughts of human beings, something like a ghost. You can understand me as a rational evil spirit, an evil spirit that does not kill people. I was born in the early days of this era, and was later sealed away there Put it in the comb, thank you for letting me see the light of day again. I can read the thoughts of people around me, understand any complex emotions, and even perceive whether a person has evil intentions, absorb most malicious curses, and see The essence of a person's soul. I am very useful, why not let me follow you, I can provide you with a lot of help."
So it suggested, a proposal that seemed to annoy the shoulder cat. Jenkins didn't pay attention, Chocolate jumped off his shoulders, and was about to rush towards the mud.
But fortunately, Jenkins reacted in time and caught the cat before it hit the ground, but even so, Jenkins had to use his own hands to suppress the cat to prevent it from suddenly bursting out and rushing out again.
"I'm really useful, and I have the ability of mimicry, which can be attached to your body like armor to provide you with protection."
Mud ignored the young cat and continued to sell herself. But Jenkins was not interested in this. If he had just come to this world, he might be tempted. If the mud was really kind, then it would indeed be very attractive to a young man who had just come into contact with the extraordinary world.
It's a pity that for the current Jenkins, he won't let such troublesome things stay with him.
"Feel sorry."
As he spoke, he was about to thrust his sword into the soil in front of him and use the ability of [Sword Dance·Whirlwind]. Seeing this, the mud squeezed to the side and tried to escape, but those tree walls had no seams at all, it was directly grown by Jenkins A single piece of wood:
"I have other abilities. I can see through the souls of mortals and help you find those who are qualified to be gifters!"
Works, but Jenkins doesn't trust what's in front of it.
"No, don't do it, I have other abilities! Do you know Dark Soul?"
"I don't spread fire."
Say it and keep doing it.
"What spread fire? I mean the king soul, do you know the king soul? A mortal with four king souls can unify the material world and become the king of mankind. I can see through the essence of the soul, so I can detect the four king souls , and it is one of the few things that can detect [Dark Soul]. The dark soul fragments can only be born from the depths of the human soul after a series of tragedies, sorrows, and collapses. They are extremely precious. Even If you don't want to become a king, such a soul should satisfy you."
"Four king souls?"
Jenkins repeated that he had heard this from Kamel, who mistakenly believed that he had the [Soul of the Tree] on him.
"I thought it was some kind of legend."
"That is indeed a legend, but why can't the legend be true? In the ancient era, human beings were just a weak race in the material world, even if they could maintain their own race without decay because of their rapid reproduction ability and barely learning ability , but could not achieve prosperity. Later, in order to gain power, human beings tried to cultivate the so-called [King Soul] among the kings of their own race by creating legends and myths based on the unique innate abilities of those prosperous races created by other races. At least they succeeded Part of it, the king soul really appeared, and thus gave birth to the unique ability of human beings [Uncrowned King], but this ability was not enough for human beings to defeat all alien species. Later, the alien species faded from the material world, and the human empire split. The so-called [king soul]It never appeared again.
But after so many years, human civilization has almost reached its peak again, so Wang Hun came into being. Although this is a myth and legend, it is also true for this era. "
"I see."
Jenkins nodded, then plunged his sword into the dirt in front of him:
"But I'm sorry, you have said so much, but you lied when you introduced yourself."
The two sword marks surrounding him rapidly expanded, and a ring of sword marks with orange flames quickly surrounded Jenkins and the mud.
With the rapid shrinking of the sword marks, except for Jenkins, all material and non-material objects in the ring were cut into two. But the pool of mud did not "die" because it was cut off in the middle. This is probably the special talent of this amorphous existence.
The sword dance circle left a well-defined spiral pattern on the ground. After shrinking to the extreme, it did not disappear completely but expanded again enough to wrap the area.
"You can't kill me. If I could be killed easily, I wouldn't just be sealed a thousand years ago."
said the slime, shrinking itself into a smooth black ball:
"You will definitely regret it. You just took advantage of me being sealed for such a long time, not absorbing enough human evil thoughts and souls and becoming weak. When I regain my full strength again, I will definitely..."
The expanded sword dance ring did not shrink again, but centered on the point where the center of the circle was, it rotated 360 degrees rapidly, turning the sword dance that was just a ring into a bright-colored ball surrounding the land.
The flickering light and shadow of the sword dance swirled around Jenkins and the mud, and the gifted fire attached to the sword marks made the afterimage even more gorgeous.
"What kind of fire is that?"
Mud suddenly asked.
"I don't know either."
Jenkins replied in a low voice, pulled out the sword in front of him and swung it forward vigorously, as if the sword marks were dancing in all directions and rushed towards the center like closed palms. Tens of thousands of sword marks appeared on the surface of the sphere, and its essence was burned by the eternal fire of purification.
It cursed Jenkins loudly, and cursed Jenkins with the worst language that he would die in the future. When the black mud on the outer layer was burned away, the inner truth was exposed to Jenkins.
This is indeed a monster made of human evil thoughts. It strengthens itself by devouring the owner's soul, so the guy who combed his hair lost his memory a little bit. Under the cover of the mud is a cloud of black gas, on the surface of the black gas countless howling human faces try to break through the gas, but they will never be able to do so. These human faces represent the souls that have been swallowed by the mud. It is only a rough estimate, and there may be tens of thousands of victims.
The ever-shrinking gorgeous arc-shaped sword light finally shattered the cloud of black air. The sword itself did not have the power to destroy it, but the Jenkins flame was the nemesis of this mass.
When the sword light disappeared, the mud and the black gas in the center disappeared. In addition to the layers of ring marks left by the sword dance and the cut leaves on the ground, there is also a piece of black glass in the shape of a spectacle lens.