Lin Yuan often sees fighting scenes in TV dramas.

Those battles were spectacular 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 hurt. It hurts.

Although there was no injury at all, the skin was scratched and the blood was clearly visible.

The pain felt by the touch was transmitted to her intactly.

She now knew that Ni Ji's words were not a threat.

If the sentry swung his sword and cut off a tentacle, she would also feel the pain of having her entire arm cut off by the blade.

The tentacles wrapped around the killer whale relaxed slightly due to the pain.

The big, slippery fish accurately seized the opportunity, struggled to break free from its restraints, and swam out.

As soon as he was free, he rushed towards Lin Yuan at an incredible speed.

The powerful fish tail was raised high, carrying huge waves towards Lin Yuan.

Even in the sea, the overwhelming force of the water is terrifying.

If the tail fin of this strength were to touch you even a little, 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.

In the dense sea water surging around him, the sentinel's subtle consciousness was hidden.

It is so tiny that it is just a speck of dust scattered in the vast ocean.

But it was captured by Lin Yuan.

She captured those dust particles and used them to peek 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 was rolling in the sea like a wolf.

The world was spinning, I couldn't tell up from 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 with it.

The pair of purple flames chased Lin Yuan closely, almost leaving behind a purple afterimage. Ni Ji's huge spirit body was approaching rapidly.

Lin Yuan was very surprised.

This man was clearly tortured to the point of having bruises all over his body. He was injured, tired, and looked weak.

It was surprising that he could possess such a strong spirit and launch such a powerful attack.

It's not like Lin Yuan hasn't seen sentries 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 bold look.

He was a tall and strong man, and when he saw the guide, he was like a peacock eager to spread its feathers.

But their spiritual temperatures are docile, and their spiritual vision is so small that one can see the end of it at a glance.

Not like this fish.

These are soldiers who have been tempered in the abyss and swamps, and are strong warriors 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, almost risking 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 feels that he will not lose.

In this spiritual picture of spiritual components, the body is a spiritual body condensed by will. Here, she is never the weak one.

She even felt that she was getting stronger as the fight progressed.

My dodging skills became more flexible, my vision became sharper, and I gradually learned to control everything.

It seemed like something was gradually awakening, and the tentacles were becoming restless.

Those guys who had been restrained by Lin Yuan in the past have become even more powerful.

They surged excitedly in some unknown secret space, constantly taking shape and breaking out of the ground.

With the help of the rapidly receding water, Lin Yuan saw that the giant black and white 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 flip the sea beast over and pull it into the deep sea.

The half-man, half-whale sentinel struggled desperately in the water, disrupting the soft and beautiful water plants on the ground and crushing countless beautiful corals.

The tentacles came up one by one, and finally pressed him down on the rough rocks on the seabed.

Lin Yuan floated in the sea, looking at the whale whose hands were bound by tentacles and pressed to the seafloor.

The strong body struggled once or twice at first, but soon gave up, allowing the tentacles to cover it one by one.

The tentacles seemed to have obtained a rare treasure and roamed around at will, and several times they even reached into the sentinel's messy black hair to stroke it.

The fish, that is, the sentinel, did not resist.

He closed his blazing purple eyes resignedly, and when he opened them again, the luster in his eyes faded and returned to ordinary black.

He was entangled in tentacles.

Act as if you have done your best and are leaving everything to fate.

It seems that Lin Yuan won the battle.

Lin Yuan always felt that something was not quite right.

There were several moments when she was sure the Sentinel would have 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 have stopped at that moment.

Hidden in it are emotions that Zhong Linyuan did not 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 seaweeds were 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.

Let the intruder Linyuan 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 endless mysterious treasures, and have lost their only protector.

The door had to be left open to intruders.

The forest garden is completely open for entry, exploration, reading, display, and even destruction.

But she knew there was no need to delve further. The answer she was looking for was already within reach.

Lin Yuan floated among the scattered bubbles.

I saw countless images stored in my memory.

Fierce 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 their entangled hands.

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 the stakes were his own life.

This person is too cruel to me, 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 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 up in front of Lin Yuan's eyes.

Lin Yuan saw the sentinel's face countless times before.

There are smiles and sorrows, anger stained with blood and murderous ferocity.

Unlike now, being pressed to the deepest bottom of the sea.

His face was as lifeless as a gray one, and he looked resigned 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 forehead of the criminal 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 swayed violently, the thick iron pillars began to shake, 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 steadily in the face of such a ferocious beast.

She closed her eyes, and her clean white palms pressed down the man's entire eyebrows motionlessly, not allowing him to struggle.

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 rank 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 system, the screen of the watch lit up. Several small virtual screens were projected, with rows of fluorescent characters scrolling rapidly.

The sense of technology of this thing was so far ahead of its time that it was totally out of place with the rammed earth walls and cast iron racks surrounding the parade ground.

"What is that?"

"You idiot, you have never seen the world. It is a personal electronic terminal that can be connected to all electronic devices."

“High-end stuff 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 the royal family or the nobles."

While they were still arguing.

The large screen next to the rack, which had been playing a video in a loop, was now covered in snow.

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.

But the perspective is completely different.

The twisted buildings in the contaminated area, the dark paths crawling with snails, and the giant spores towering in the air were all clear and vivid.

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 he was protected in the center by everyone.

Even though the video was only played for a short while, the veterans watching 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 is in a ruin with a very high visibility. There is a large open area in front, and any dangerous creatures that appear can be seen from a distance.

Even so, they still deployed visible sentries in the distance and hidden sentries in the treetops nearby.

The female sentry in charge of secret surveillance stuck to the tree trunk without moving, almost merging into one with the tree.

If it weren't for the special effects brought by the screen's main perspective, the audience would hardly have noticed 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 relaxed moment, those people held food in one hand and habitually let their other arm hang at their side, ready to take out their weapons at any time.

This is a well-trained team that can handle any emergency.

They must have a tacit understanding that has been developed through years of working together and a strict 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,

"It can't be...right?"

The sentries on the parade ground were still confused and looked up at the new video playing on the screen in confusion.

The video broadcast on the screen connected to the brain tank system is a memory image that someone saw with their own eyes and retained in their mind.

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 deceased researcher whom they had seen in the photo actually appeared in the video, blending in with the crowd.

How did he appear in the sight of another person?

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."