"It's the seventh time."
After the grotesque illusion, his body fell heavily to the ground. There seemed to be a layer of gravel under the body, which pierced the face very much. It's just that the surrounding smell is a bit strange, that is the smell of high-grade wood and charcoal, which reminds Jenkins of the time when he sleeps in front of the fireplace with his cat in winter.
He didn't try to struggle to get up, but tried to understand the spatial changes that made him dizzy. He has never entered a strange realm so frequently, so he has never crossed space so frequently.
In the past, Jenkins thought he was "dizzy space movement", but in fact it didn't seem to be the case, but when he crossed a special space gate like the Gate of Paradise, he was trying to understand what happened to him, what he saw with his eyes and what others saw. For that brief moment it was different.
The growth of the world tree allows the body and eyes to receive more information, so when I stepped through that door this time, I had a brand new feeling.
"So what am I supposed to understand?"
When he fully recovered and got up, he still didn't understand what he should understand, so he patted the straw on his body and didn't think about these things for the time being.
After confirming that his luggage was still there, he reached out to touch his pocket and took out a coin again. This time, because it corresponds to "The Stranger", the round coin is blue. He understands that the front is the emblem of the "Stranger", while the reverse is a simple square with a tree in the middle.
"Four in one?"
He muttered and took the coins back into his spirit. Calling out his own ability, he glanced at it, and couldn't help sighing. Now most of the abilities have become temporarily unusable, and the [Foreigner] in a completely passive state has also shown an active nature due to being too fully stimulated in the last treacherous environment, so it can't be used anymore.
It's not that the passive effect on other races is completely ineffective, but it certainly doesn't have the same power as before.
"But it doesn't matter, after all, I have found the formula for victory."
He tried to use the metaphor that Alexia would use, and he couldn't help laughing. When I think of the ladies at home, I immediately feel better, and when I think of my well-behaved cat, I feel even better.
"There are three floors left."
After picking up the backpack and sword, I had time to look around.
Perhaps it was because the scale of the previous paradox was too large, this time the paradox has returned to a small-scale state again. To be precise, the small scale can be seen at a glance.
The current location is outdoors, and there is a piece of dark brown scorched earth under his feet. Jenkins can only use this metaphor to describe it. Without any vitality, without any fertility, the gravel is mixed with the dark brown soil that seems to have been calcined. If this is an ancient battlefield in the desert, Jenkins would believe it.
Standing on the edge of the darkness, he looked forward to the blazing flames, the red flames and heat waves, almost rushing toward his face.
Jenkins is very familiar with this kind of dark world and fire environment. It seems that the previous strange places are special, but this time the strange places are the places Jenkins is most familiar with.
But the flame was too bright, he thought the brightness of the center of the flame was about the same as that of the sun. Carrying the backpack and walking a dozen steps towards the flame, he saw that the flame was a huge steel furnace.
The furnace itself is a dull brass color, which is almost integrated with the dark and strange environment, and the exuberant flame in the hearth, which seems to imprison the sun, is the fire on the pavement that Jenkins only saw when he was in the distance.
"this… "
This is very, very spectacular. The steel furnace stood on top of the scorched earth. The raging fire and the intermittent sound of deflagration made the deserted world not feel deserted.
The alloy used in the steel melting furnace is a brass-colored alloy unique to the Difference Engine. So from the towering furnace in front of you, you can see how deeply the difference machine has invaded this strange world. In the last treacherous situation, the difference machine only intervened in a small part, but this time, the difference machine may have infiltrated a lot of power.
"But which one will be the beast of disaster this time?"
He looked at the fierce fire in the hearth:
"There are quite a few things related to fire, but the ground fire worm can be ruled out."
Jenkins doesn't believe in a sufficiently creative and inventive Difference Engine that uses one force twice.
Only by approaching the huge brass-colored steel furnace can one see a person leaning under the furnace. It stands to reason that just the firelight revealed from the gate of the furnace is so powerful, the temperature outside the furnace should be enough to melt most of the metal, but the man just leaned against it, as if he didn't feel anything.
Jenkins felt the heat wave in the air getting stronger and stronger, and approached step by step, and then saw that it was not a physical person, but half stone and half metal.
The heat wave hit his face, and Jenkins couldn't help wondering again whether the sun was imprisoned in the steel furnace. He didn't get any closer, but listened to the terrible sound in the furnace, and looked at the man in a black hunting suit leaning on the gate of the furnace with his arms crossed.
The man stood up straight, without speaking first, but pointed behind him. The turbulent flames were extinguished immediately, and the light that could be seen through the gates was reduced as the flames were extinguished.
As the sound of the hearth itself became almost silent, the surrounding light continued to diminish. When Jenkins' ears could barely hear the sound inside the furnace, the fire that could be revealed from the metal furnace was already weak and could only illuminate a small area in front of the furnace. Mang is the complete opposite.
"What do I need to do if I want to get out of here?"
He didn't have any nonsense, stepped on the shadow and entered the dark red area in front of the furnace gate, and asked directly.
"What you saw just now was the heyday of this furnace, but now the flame in the furnace is about to go out, and you are responsible for lighting it until it returns to the appearance you first saw."
The man who was half stone and half metal replied, his voice fluctuated normally, without the stiff taste of the difference engine.
"Light it with what?"
The surrounding area can be seen at a glance, except for this huge furnace, only the soil and stones under the feet are left. In other words, it seems that only Jenkins, Jenkins' luggage, and the host of the strange scene in front of him are left to burn.
"Could it be that the rules of this strange world are just to defeat this guy and stuff it into the furnace? No, how could it be so simple?"
Jenkins thought to himself, and then watched the man in the black hunting suit pointing behind Jenkins. The firelight flowed from the man's fingertips, and while making a crackling sound along the ground, it also illuminated the dark and oppressive space.
The flame continued to extend like a long line, illuminating the surroundings again, and at the same time, hundreds of fiery red square door frames were formed behind Jenkins.
The door frame was empty and one could see behind it, but Jenkins knew it was the door.
"In every door, there is a strong man. It is not a fictional strong man, but a real strong man in history. Choose the door, walk in, defeat the strong man behind the door, drag it out and burn it until the hearth That's all you need to do to restore the flame within to what you just saw.
Oh, and the flames are still going out, and once it's gone, you can't get out of here either, so act fast. "
"How many opponents do I need to beat?"
Jenkins said that the rules are very simple, and this should be regarded as a purely fighting fantasy.
"The strength of the flames that can be ignited by strong men of different strengths is different, so I can't give you the answer. You can regard this world as a gladiatorial arena. All you have to do is walk into the gate, defeat the enemy, drag it out and burn it See if it is enough, if not enough, choose another door until the task is completed."
The hunting suit man explained.
"It turned out that the arena that triggered B-06-2-4482 [Battle of the Treasure Hunters] really refers to the arena in the strange world... But didn't the cultists steal a skull from a primitive tribe in the southern forest? , that is the prototype of the arena... That skull, couldn't it be used to summon this paradox? What exactly does the difference machine need to pay to move the paradox?"
I am afraid that only the difference engine knows about this kind of thing, so Jenkins didn't think much about it. He looked at the many fire doors behind him. Not all of these doors were on the ground, and a large part of them were suspended in the air. The size of each door is exactly the same, and there is no difference.
"So, it won't be you who are manipulating me to meet some enemies?"
Jenkins said to the man in the black hunting suit that since the doors are all the same, the contents behind the doors may really be operable.
"I will not violate the rules of the Paradise."
After speaking, he actually closed his eyes and stopped looking at Jenkins.
"Also, will I be able to see the opponent directly after I pass through these doors? Don't you want me to be a detective to find the enemy at an unknown point in time?"
"The people behind the door are also waiting for you to challenge. They are all heroes or opponents of heroes who have been defeated in history. At the moment of dying, they will see you and fight you to the death. If they lose Yes, history will not change, but the corpses left behind are just ordinary corpses, and what you dragged away is the essence of a hero's life. If you lose, history will not change, your corpse will be recovered by me, fill Into the hearth."
"Is it burning the soul?"
"Of course not, what do I want my soul for? I'm not those dirty demons. What is burned are the experiences and skills of the dead, and will not have any impact on the real world."
"I almost understand. It turns out that this time it is a [hero]. If I am defeated by a hero or an enemy of a hero, then I will lose the qualification of a [hero], and this constitutes the meaning of the qualification of a rebellious savior. This is really simple."
In this way, for the continuation of the fire, we must prepare to start the challenge.