First time (1)
He opened his eyes slightly, and saw the dim stone wall. The cold and damp air filled his lungs.
The residual feeling of suffocation made him gasp for air, his eyes widened in fear, and his hands pressed down on his chest subconsciously.
There was a spear there.
In my mind, the memories before death keep replaying one by one.
What was most deeply engraved in his eyes was Alex's face of despair.
Inger couldn't help shedding tears.
Soon he realized that he was still alive.
He bent down and pulled open the clothes. There was no skin color or scars inside, but snow-white fur.
When he pulled open the sleeves of the coarse cloth, he saw that his arms were also covered with snow-white fur, which felt more like cat fur, soft and slender. His fingers were particularly beautiful, long and white, with distinct joints. He looked like a teenager.
He began to suspect that he was dreaming.
I've had dreams like this before.
Or ascended to heaven.
No, there is no heaven in this world, only hell.
If it's not a dream, then it means I've worn it again?
He climbed out of bed and began looking around for a mirror.
Then, with the faint bluish-purple light outside, he could see clearly that there was a stone platform beside the bed, and on the platform there was a black stone with only one side that was flat and smooth.
It seems that people's faces can be reflected in the light.
He managed to see his own appearance.
His long black hair almost reached his ears, his deep blue eyes seemed to be glowing in the dimness, his skin was fair, his face was delicate, and his eyes drooped slightly, making him look a little more pitiful—a young man.
Inger touched the drooping ears on both sides of his cheeks in confusion. They were also furry and soft, a bit like the ears of a broad-eared fox, pure white and drooping, with light pink inside the earlobe.
[Orcs? Another world?]
【It’s different from what I dreamed. 】
But some scenes are subtly integrated.
He grabbed the tail behind him, which was also a big furry ball, as light and floating as a cloud.
This reminded him of the Shadow in Mondstadt.
Although it looks like a human, it has the characteristics of various animals.
It also had black hair and blue eyes, but it looked completely different from what he had imagined. It was not a black dragon but a dog... It looked like... harmless.
He had a bad feeling in his heart.
He caught a glimpse of the clay tablet on the stone platform and picked it up to take a closer look.
There are two kinds of text on it.
His eyes were filled with shock.
One type was the scribbles that he was not familiar with but had seen in the comic book "Dawn's Tribute".
It is the language of the demons.
It should be said that it is the writing of humans in the eastern continent.
Because the demons that were born after the mother tree devoured humans were born with the language and writing of humans in the East Continent, and they have continued to use it ever since.
But what surprised him the most was that he could actually understand the meaning of the demon language. The comics didn't have any specific instructions, and he had never learned it in the Western Continent, but he understood the specific meaning of the words.
[It's the same as when I first entered Inger's body.]
The other language is Chune.
Although it was crooked and not written neatly, it was indeed the Qiu Ni language that he was now very familiar with.
The simple sentence "Who are you?" is written repeatedly in Chu Nei language.
"How could this happen..." Inger couldn't help but murmur.
The words he recited were also in the demon language that he was not familiar with.
【It's really not a dream. 】
This time, he actually entered the body of the demon.
Inger felt the marks on the dried clay tablet and recognized the writing.
"Shuul, no, Inger Nyka, who are you? We will see each other again."
The possessed puppet demon once left such a crude handwriting on Cheryl's hand.
Is this the Puppet Demon King?
Such a small demon?
How did he possess him?
It should be the other way around, right?!
It is certain that this is the Eastern Continent occupied by demons in the same world view as "Gift of Dawn".
The time has also been confirmed. If the person who carved the words is the Puppet Demon King, then it should be around the same time as his death.
He looked at the clay tablets, pottery bowls, iron carving knives, and stone daggers on the stone platform...
What era? The Stone Age?
He was broken in every sense of the word.
Only the doubts kept growing.
Inger took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, opened his hands, and chanted a spell:
"fire"
The fire did not ignite.
He couldn't sense magic circuits, magic furnaces, or even magic power.
【really.】
Yes, this is the demon clan, the demon.
Demons cannot use magic.
Instead, they possess horrific physical qualities, self-repair abilities, toxins, and the potential for the birth of strange abilities.
Before he could organize his thoughts, a person's voice came into his ears.
"Hmm? Fei Leng? You just woke up, why don't you light the lamp?"
"Pa pa pa!" The sound of tapping was heard and the room instantly lit up.
Inger shuddered and stood up instantly.
He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a person.
One that looked human.
He has short dark brown hair, amber eyes, and wears hard cloth boots and gray cloth clothes and pants. His ears, nose, and limbs are normal.
Yes, a genuine man in his youth.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you staring at me like that? Are you sleepy?"
Inger looked toward his hand and saw some small cages woven from unknown plants hanging on the stone wall. Inside the cages were some small ball-like creatures.
Just now, this person just tapped the cage lightly, and the creature inside lit up.
A soft indigo light enveloped the cave.
Looking closely, the little thing seemed to have a small tail and black bean-like eyes. It was swollen and glowing in the cage, but it was trembling.
Under the light, the tear marks on Inger's face were particularly obvious.
The man looked worried and wiped his tears.
“Beep, beep, beep—”
But the sound of a flute came from outside.
"Lord Fei Leng, I came here to tell you that His Majesty the Holy King has just summoned you."
Inger tried to calm down, but found that he couldn't calm down anymore.
[What the hell… I’ve died twice…]
His body trembled slightly.
His current situation is that he has entered a new body, opened a new map, has no magic, is deep in the enemy's cave, has no ability to protect himself, and doesn't know if he can go back.
Compared with this, his previous situation was like heaven.
[The most important thing is to collect information. The worst that can happen is that I will die again...]
Inger covered his head.
The sensations and images before death were played repeatedly in high definition. This was his damn disease.
It seems that it is not worn on the body, but engraved on the soul.
The mental pain told him that this was not a vague dream.
Inger raised his head, quickly wiped his eyes, and said, "You lead the way."
"yes."
However, as soon as he stepped out of the cave, he was shocked by the scenery outside.
Surrounded by thick fog, the majestic plants flashed with sporadic blue and purple lights, creating a magical and misty scene like a fairyland on a summer night.
[Is this the demon territory? ]
In the comics, when I look at this place from the perspective of the protagonists, it's not like this at all?!
The scene was a completely barren land surrounded by miasma.
【Why is it so different? 】
Many unknown creatures are also emitting the same color of bioluminescence. Countless lively and vivid light points converge into a not-so-dim white night.
[Wouldn’t the time be greatly diverged? ]
That is impossible. The words on the clay tablet are the best proof. They should be in the same timeline.
Inger saw the wooden sign hanging by the man's leg with his name written on it and asked, "Duper, what year is it?"
Duper didn't expect him to ask such a question suddenly. He was stunned for a while, "Well... I think it should be the 400th year of the Christian era... I'm not sure..."
Although the dating methods are different, at least two points can be confirmed.
The demons call themselves the Holy Tribe. The demon chronology should be the Holy Chronicle, which means that the demons have a history of at least 400 years, if we start counting from the time when the demon mother tree occupied the Western Continent...
According to the inscriptions on the clay tablets and the chronology of human beings in the Western Continent, this should have been around the 15th century.
【The Great Geographical Discoveries, the Age of Exploration………】
Inger silently memorized the pronunciation of these words in his mind.
Inger reviewed the comics and found that although the comics mentioned that the goddess built the Wall of Separation, they did not mention the time when the Wall of Separation was built or the history of the demons.
[It's all a scam! Rubbish manga! ]
He didn't notice it when he was reading it, but the key information in this comic is like a fog, and he had to rely on inference and guesswork, which led to his current difficulties.
When Inger went out, he looked back. His "primitive style" cave house was a cave carved out of a huge black cliff with many holes on it. His door was on the ground, and if the room was on the upper floors, one had to climb a ladder.
[A single room in a collective apartment... I wonder who lives here...]
Duper grabbed a glowing creature and used it as a lamp, leading him deeper into the forest.
The whole journey felt like we were walking through a rainforest. There were basically no man-made roads. We walked on the grass and across the bushes. We also walked across a "growth bridge" made of woven vines.
Occasionally, I could catch a glimpse of the looming eyes of the monsters around me, but they showed no intention of approaching.
Inger appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually very unsure.
Now he would serve any one of them as a snack.
[There are quite a few bugs... but none of them come close... why...]
Inger saw Duper's feet.
Although his body was cracked and covered with wounds, there were no signs of insect bites or wild animal gnaws.
"arrive."
Duper stopped in front of a magnificent castle.
The architectural style is not similar to that of the Western Continent, but you can see the traces of man-made things.
Built next to a waterfall.
The cracked, off-white pillared walls are covered with dark green moss and vines.
The beauty of ruins.
There were two tiger-headed demons standing at the door holding spears.
They say it is a tiger head, but in fact they have a rhinoceros-like horn on their forehead.
"His Majesty the Holy King summoned me."
The two guys stepped aside.
Tupper stood outside and looked at him anxiously.
Inger was sweating profusely in his heart.
He asked on the way, but Duper didn't know what it was all about.
He had no memory of Fei Leng at all.
How should he deal with it?!
Inger walked in with the attitude of getting ready to be beheaded.
In the spacious hall, there is a large and soft lounge chair at the back, and many "people" are lying around it.
Demons that look like humans and real humans.
Because some demons have very few animal characteristics, he couldn't be completely sure.
And these "people" are all naked.
Inger walked forward without looking around and knelt down properly.
"Your Majesty the Holy King."
[In short, kneeling is never wrong. ]
"Good boy, come here."
The one who spoke was the Demon King who was sitting in the main seat.
The long black spotted snake tail extended to his feet and slightly curled around his ankle. The slippery touch made him shudder.
Inger stood up and looked up.
The light pink vertical pupils shrank seductively, the long black hair flowed all over the ground, and the upper body was a plump female body, wrapped only in a thin black veil.
Black scales and black feathers can be vaguely seen on the arms.
[The Demon King that was conceived, Aglaya. 】
This is how she is called in the comics.