Chapter 351 Between Two Worlds
After hearing Yu Sheng's words, Luna seemed to understand what he meant in an instant, and quickly accepted and adapted to the current situation.
Seeing her reaction, Yu Sheng's guess was quickly confirmed - his judgment was correct, this "artificial saint" did undergo some fundamental changes after her resurrection.
"I saw the whole battle you just fought," he said to the female knight in front of him, "I mean, your battle on the 'other side'."
As he spoke, he also recalled the scene he "saw" through the blood connection when he was fighting with those black-robed monks just now.
While fighting those enemies, Luna opened two battlefields at the same time.
In the dimension of the living and the material, her enemies have to face the ghostly "artificial saint", and in another dimension belonging to the soul, Luna and her Brass Knights simultaneously attack the enemy's soul. As a result, this ability is obviously strange and deadly.
There is probably no one in this world who can easily adapt to this weird way of fighting, or it can be said that normal people would never think that they would face such a weird situation - even for powerful practitioners, no matter how much stronger their souls and wills are than ordinary people, it is difficult for them to react in the first time. The tearing of their minds and perceptions makes them unable to even accurately judge where they are at the moment, and before they figure out the situation, their bodies and souls have already been defeated.
Luna's ability obviously did not appear on the first day. She was already "over there" when Yu Sheng first saw the figure by the campfire in the nameless wilderness. And now it seems that she may have always been in the wilderness and has never left since that day - including when she was moving around in the real world as an "artificial saint".
But no one noticed this because Luna herself never mentioned it until today.
"I always feel like I'm in two worlds at the same time," the knight girl holding the holy sword slowly spoke, "One world is gray but peaceful, with large fields, the wind blowing through unknown tall grass, and the torrent of souls reflecting in the sky like a river, while the other world is bright and noisy, with many new friends, you over there, and Hu Li, and that noisy dwarf..."
Yu Sheng was listening carefully at first, but he couldn't hold it in any longer after hearing the last sentence: "Take it easy with your last sentence! If Irene heard it, she would probably curse at you like a swear word. You two would fight eight hundred times a day..."
Luna laughed after hearing this, with a sly look in her eyes that should belong to her age when she teases her friends: "The dwarf is very funny, he jumps up and down when you poke him."
A subtle expression appeared on Yu Sheng's face. Looking at Luna's eyes at this moment, he suddenly understood something: "So you usually deliberately provoke her?"
"Yeah," Luna nodded, "She always bullies me for my slow reaction."
Yu Sheng subconsciously turned his head to look at the two Erins standing not far away - the two little dolls were frozen in the background of the black, white and gray world, still maintaining the posture of the moment when the vision of the dead descended, looking silly.
He turned around to look at Luna who was smiling smugly in front of him, and for a moment it felt a little unreal.
The main reason was that he was used to the other party's slow and occasionally frozen artificial saint form. Now that the other party's words had suddenly become fluent, his face had expressions, and his movements had become smooth, he was quite uncomfortable with it.
"So you usually have such a rich inner drama," Yu Sheng complained, and then subconsciously looked at Luna a few more times, muttering to himself, "...So what is the principle behind this?"
"I don't know," Luna shook her head slowly, "When I woke up from the Holy Coffin, the world in front of me was already like this."
"Have those 'knights' always been with you?"
"Yes, in that wilderness, I guarded the campfire you left with them." Luna nodded very seriously.
"What is the soul torrent you mentioned just now reflected in the sky?" Yu Sheng thought for a moment and asked curiously, "Is it also in that wilderness?"
Luna said matter-of-factly: "Yes."
Yu Sheng frowned.
He realized that the world in his eyes was still different from that in Luna's eyes.
Even though they were looking at the same wilderness, even though this "female knight" had now stepped into the realm of the dead just like him.
This didn't seem to be the first time this had happened - the same thing appeared differently in his own eyes and in the eyes of others. Over time, he even felt that this "difference in vision" was like some kind of basic rule of the world, and even felt that... this was how the world worked.
"...Yu Sheng? What's wrong?" Seeing that Yu Sheng suddenly stopped talking, Luna broke the silence with some worry.
"...Nothing." Yu Sheng waved his hand. He knew that there were countless secrets in this world, and there were always many strange and incomprehensible things around him, but he obviously didn't have time to study these now.
His attention was still on the "dead" in this black and white world.
Coming to the side of the black-robed monk, Yu Sheng stretched out his foot and kicked him in the body.
"Wake up, we've been talking to you for such a long time, why don't you open your eyes?"
The "corpse" lying on the ground remained motionless at first, but Yu Sheng waited patiently - he knew that not all the dead would cooperate in talking to him. The previous angel believers even had the will to fight against him after death, but as time went by, this resistance would eventually weaken.
After a moment, the cold body finally twitched slightly.
The deceased woke up. The man in black, who was killed by Xuan Che's doctor-patient relationship correction palm, sat up stiffly, with a dazed look under the mask.
He seemed to have not figured out the current situation, but after just a few seconds, the memory and cognition of death came like a tide, washing away the remaining mind in this body.
A vague and hoarse voice came from under the mask, like an angry curse, or like the unconscious mumbling of the deceased.
"Answer me a few questions, and you will have eternal peace," Yu Sheng said in a low voice, guiding the dead man's confused mind, "Who are you? What is your purpose?"
The man in black slowly raised his head. Under the mask, his eyes were cloudy as if soaked in mud. He was still resisting, and a strange hoarse sound came out of his throat. After repeating it several times, Yu Sheng finally heard a few intermittent words: "... the legacy of the emperor... gradually awakening... looking for an opportunity..."
"The Emperor's Legacy?" Yu Sheng instinctively grasped the most crucial part of the other party's words, "What does the Emperor's Legacy mean?"
The man in black let out another hoarse hoarse sound from his throat, as if certain words had become taboos in his mind. Even after death, the corresponding information was still locked away in the depths of his remaining sanity, making it difficult to speak them out.
Yu Sheng could only try to get the dead man to reveal more information by guiding him: "This foreign land, is there some kind of 'legacy' hidden in it? Are you here for that legacy?"
The body of the deceased trembled, and he nodded with difficulty, but the next second he began to shake his head, and the words he said were very confusing -
"If he wakes up... the whole world will be destroyed..."
Then, the voice coming from under the mask became vague and hoarse, making it difficult to hear clearly.
Yu Sheng asked a few more questions, but he could only hear some intermittent mumblings - the mind of this cultivator was really strong. Even now, he was still desperately resisting the guidance and questioning of the "Talk with the Dead", and this strong resistance in turn quickly consumed his remaining soul, and his "body" was showing signs of gradually falling apart.
Knowing that there was not much time left for questions, Yu Sheng could only quickly ask one last question: "The entrance to this foreign land has been blocked. How did you get in?"
As the question was asked, the black-robed monk's body began to crack with terrifying cracks, smoke and dust rose from it. As the dead man quickly turned into ashes, the last unclear whisper finally came from under the mask: "...The Emperor's fantasy dream... is not just in one place..."
The next second, the monotonous world of black, white and gray quietly collapsed, and the conversation between the dead ended.
Yu Sheng raised his head and saw the colors in his vision quickly return. He heard the sound of the wind ringing in his ears again. The young knight with blonde hair and a shawl disappeared from his sight. The tall "artificial saint" not far away slowly turned her head and waved to him.
The smile on the pale metal face seemed to have warmth.
Irene was the first to run over. She grabbed Yu Sheng's clothes and climbed up: "Hey, hey, hey, Yu Sheng, what did you get out of this? Did the dead guy confess? There are a few more lying over here. Why don't you ask them too? It's just that these were killed by the C-shaped buckle. Their deaths are not very peaceful. I don't know if they can still be used. There's also one over there who was stepped on by Hu Li. He's a little flattened, but he has arms and legs..."
The noisy voice of the little doll was like a sandstorm blowing in on a warm spring day, instantly blowing Yu Sheng out of the overly dead and cold atmosphere of the "Vision of the Dead". He casually pressed Irene on his shoulder and turned to look at Xuan Che who was showing curiosity: "Have you ever heard of the term 'Emperor's Legacy'?"
Xuan Che was stunned when he heard this: "The Emperor's legacy?"
Then he thought about it carefully and shook his head slowly: "I have never heard of it."
"Then I have to go back and ask your master. This word is the most valuable information I got from this dead man," Yu Sheng said, exhaling softly, "Also, I may know how these black-robed monks managed to get in when you sealed off all the entrances to the foreign land."
Xuan Che's expression immediately became serious: "How did they get in?!"
"This guy is talking nonsense, but if I understand correctly, this 'foreign land'... I'm afraid there is more than one entrance."
(End of this chapter)
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