Chapter 713 Life Is a Constant Battle!

Bayan drifts with the current in the soil.

He wears the work clothes specially made by the Yao people, with a layer of forbidden stone armor on the outside, which can prevent the entry of Xi soil. But this is only temporary, as the crystal mask fixed on the helmet will gradually break under the continued pressure of the soil.

Overalls can only keep death out for a while.

Through the cracked crystal mask, Bayan saw the white soil changing and squirming like some kind of mollusk. They gradually stretched and contracted, creating a human face with a broad nose, square face, thick lips, and slightly raised brow bones.

Opposite the crystal, a face that resembled his own but seemed different was looking at him.

Bayan was calm.

Degulin people are not afraid of death, and death is always common on the grasslands.

Now we need to find ways to seek help from outside.

Bayan tried it and found that it was difficult to move his body. This inability to move was like falling into some kind of whirlpool. It was very difficult for him to move his hands and feet even slightly.

A small crackling sound sounded in my ears.

There is another diagonally downward seam in the center of the crystal mask.

Bayan frowned.

He saw a kitten suddenly appear on the crystal mask.

It was covered in white soil, like a drowned cat that accidentally fell into the quagmire. The cat held the mask with its paws and stared at itself with a pair of amber-yellow eyes.

Bayan has dealt with cats in Degulin, where prairie cats live, a group of smart and dexterous small beasts. They mainly appear at night and almost always hide in caves during the day. They are solitary and cannot be tamed, but they will occasionally appear in the tribe to beg for food. If food is given, they will also allow people to touch them.

There are also some weak cats who will take the cubs and put them in front of the tribe's tent. The mother cat will not leave until someone adopts them.

Normally, they are solitary and cautious little animals.

Bayan didn't understand why there was a cat swimming in the sea of ​​soil. There is only endless void above the sea of ​​​​soil, and there is almost no world nearby. Only the mines of the Yao civilization stand. This is also the basic knowledge that every miner must master and remember.

"Did you accidentally end up here too?"

Bayan murmured.

The drowned cat opened his mouth: "It's not an accident, I've always been here."

Bayan opened his eyes wide.

Did this cat understand even through the crystal? What he spoke was Degulin’s native dialect.

Is it because of the refreshing mint in your work clothes? This is a standard feature for miners and will allow miners from different worlds to communicate with each other.

no no.

The point is, this talking cat lives in the soil!

Bayan's mind was a little confused.

"You're dying."

The drowned cat looked at Bayan with its round orange eyes: "Then can you allow me to record your death?"

"..."

Bayan thought for a while.

Death may not be pretty, but since the cat is collecting, it's not a big deal.

"Can."

"Yes, authorization has been obtained and recording has officially begun."

The drowned cat blinked: "My eyes will record the entire process of your death. If you don't want to record certain parts, you can ask me to cut them off or close them temporarily."

"No need... just record everything."

Bayan was more curious: "Are you a cat? Why are you in the Sea of ​​Breathing Earth?"

"I am the "Epitaph" created by the Eldar."

The cat stuck out its tongue and licked its nose, revealing a black spot, but it was quickly covered again by soil.

"I record the deaths of the Eldar, I am a tomb that holds the dead."

The epitaph's voice was light and soft, and it sat on the crystal crack on Bayan's face in a light posture.

"Because I sensed the traces of the Eldar, I came all the way to record your death and erect your tombstone."

Bayan didn't understand: "The Spirit Clan? But I'm not a Spirit Clan. I'm a Degurin, not a Spirit Clan."

"That's not right."

The cat blinked: "The overlap between your spiritual base and that of the giant race has reached 97%. You are a descendant of the giant among the spiritual race, and you meet the target requirements."

Bayan didn't understand, but he wanted to.

It seems that there is no need to debate whether he is a giant or not.

It's better to use the limited time now to try to save yourself.

"Can you help me? If I can contact the mine, I will be saved." Bayan said.

"Sorry, Epitaph can only record and read death records, and the rest is beyond my capabilities."

Nekomata said: "But my scope of responsibilities also includes comfort before death. I can chat with you to complete the last comfort ceremony."

Since it was of no use, Bayan decided to ignore it for now.

He waved his arms and legs vigorously. This process was very difficult. He felt as if his whole body was being hugged tightly, but fortunately he could still move and Xirang did not fix himself.

If you can move, there is hope.

Ice swimming experience also played a role here.

Bayan struggled desperately with the pushing and pushing of the Sea of ​​Breathing Land, trying to make himself rise upwards and float to the surface of the Sea of ​​Breathing Land, so that he could have a chance of survival.

"Why continue to struggle?"

Epitaph looked at him: "According to existing statistics, the mortality rate of a single outside life form entering here is 100%, and there is no precedent for a single spirit race to escape. It is recommended to save physical strength to avoid being quickly locked by the foreign matter here. Live longer."

Bayan realized that the Xirangs noticed him. The pressure on my body is increasing, and my hands and feet are getting heavier.

"Will Xirang lock my actions?"

The cat said: "I don't know. The tomb spirit has no data and response strategies for these foreign substances."

"Then how do you live in the Xirang Sea?"

"Because I am a tomb spirit, a half-living body, I can shut down my vital signs, and I can also digest the remaining corpses to provide my own existence."

Bayan finally understood: "So you need my corpse."

"That's part of the mechanism. Under the premise of sufficient resources, the tomb spirit will preserve the corpses of the dead. Under the condition of scarce resources, the tomb spirit will digest the corpses of the dead to ensure the continuation of the death information. Everything is for continuation."

The cat in the water swung its tail, and its round eyes looked harmless.

"Please rest assured, the tomb spirit will not harm the spirits, let alone kill them. This is the highest order that we are born with. We will only digest the corpses in extreme environments like here and preserve the dead in the unique way of the tomb spirit."

Bayan suddenly realized: "You mean... apart from the spirits, will you hunt other victims here?"

The tomb spirit did not answer. It seemed as if it didn't hear it, keeping its previous expression and wagging its tail.

"You will hunt those who are in trouble, right?"

"..."

The tomb spirit's silence made Bayan feel creepy.

"Besides recording the dead and digesting the bodies, can you do anything else?"

Bayan carefully tested, silently enduring the pain of his body being manipulated by Xirang. He could clearly feel that the outer layer of his work clothes was being broken by external forces, and the cracks on the crystal were increasing, like a spider web.

The last line of defense on his face could collapse at any time, letting in Xirang from outside.

"You are dying."

The cat blinked: "In the last moments, please take a good rest and take a deep breath - although many lives in this virtual universe do not seem to need to breathe. Then, please close your eyes and recall your happiest and most missed moments, which will help relieve the tension before death."

Bayan said: "You were made by the Eldar, and I am also an Eldar, right?"

"Yes."

"Then you should listen to my orders, right?"

"Yes."

"Then I want you to save me."

"Sorry, the tomb spirit can only record and read death records, and the rest is beyond my ability."

It was the same answer.

It was impossible to ask the tomb spirit for help.

Bayan felt his ears buzzing, and there was a problem inside the crystal, and it was about to collapse.

He said: "Then I order you, if you meet people struggling here in the future, you must wait until they die before eating them!"

The tomb spirit blinked: "Yes."

The cat said: "With a 100% mortality rate, do we still want them to suffer in the last moments? Suffering will also consume the energy of the corpse, which is a waste."

"Must! Must do it!"

"Yes."

Bayan felt a little relieved.

"Tomb spirit, do you know God?"

"Sorry..."

Bayan saw a small transparent crystal on his crystal mask break open, and a little white sticky liquid came in from the outside.

Time suddenly became very slow at this moment.

Bayan heard from the old man that this is how death comes, everything becomes very slow. This is the last moment left for the living, and it is also the last afterglow before life.

He thought of the miner he saved.

Its skull should have been thrown to a safe area by himself, as long as it was not swept into the Xiran Sea, it would survive. The white bone ancestors have very tenacious vitality.

Then he thought of the ice lake in the cold world 1, where he swam for about ten years as an [ice swimming enthusiast]. Looking back, that cold stinging feeling is also a kind of vitality of life.

Then he thought of Brother Jie.

Brother Jie should still be there wearing shabby women's clothes, building demon altars everywhere, and he didn't know when he would be able to fully fit the role given to him by the gods.

Finally, Bayan thought of God.

He knew only two gods.

One was the master of Dark Star, the source and god of all Dark Elves.

He was located higher and farther than Dark Sun, indifferent and cruel, and believed that those who were not competent for the role were trash, and low-level Dark Elves were losers and defective products. But He also issued [roles] according to each Dark Elves, trained each Dark Elves, and helped them grow into the gods of Dark Star.

The other was God Yao. Compared with the master of Dark Star, God Yao was more mysterious. It was said that God Yao was a more terrifying superior existence than the master of Dark Star. He once wiped out a civilization in the Dark Star world with his hands, and acted domineeringly and arrogantly. The Dark Elves would be particularly careful when talking about God Yao, for fear of being wiped out if they said the wrong thing.

But in the eyes of the skeleton workers in the mine, Yao Shen looked different.

Yao Shen said to all civilians.

- You are hope and the future. You can create a brilliant civilization and a great culture. You are never humble. You can also grow into gods...

Xiran broke through the cracks and rushed in like an octopus tentacles, rushing to Bayan's face.

But time was still very slow.

Bayan suddenly understood at this time that this was the real god.

People should learn to accept these real gods, not the perfect gods in their imaginations. They have a scary side, but also an exciting and respectful side.

And it is precisely these imperfections that make the gods so vivid and close to the world.

Bayan has never been so eager to live.

Fight to the last breath of life!

Gods, Lord Anxing, Lord Yaoshen, please let me live! I want to live!

He struggled with all his strength, but his face was covered by some powerful and sticky force, and the Xirang penetrated into his body through his nose, mouth, ears, and eyes. The blood was decreasing, the body became cold, and even the consciousness was fading.

In the dying moment.

Bayan suddenly felt that he was flying up, and the Xirang in all directions was shocked by a magnificent force and fled in all directions. The great power from top to bottom enveloped him like the sun.

The yellow-white flames drove away the white Xirang around... The cat who was about to open his mouth to bite his neck was also captured by the hand of fire.

...

When he woke up again, Bayan found himself outside an ancient temple, with four suns suspended in the sky.

There were many tall roses growing on the ground here, and they were like small trees, shining with a golden luster.

"Is this the afterlife?"

Bayan looked around.

A man next to him said to him, "It's good to wake up. This is the [Temple of the Sun], Lord Yao took you in here, and Lady [Daughter of the Sun] treated your injuries caused by the Xirang. Now your body has basically recovered."

It turned out to be the Black Forge Prophet.

Bayan was stunned: "Lord Yao personally saved me?"

He suddenly felt that his whole body was full of strength, and his level reached LV60, and he was also named [Hero].

"This is the treatment earned by the brave. Thank you for saving the lives of several miners."

Black Forge stretched out his hand and said, "No matter where you are, what faith you have, what race you are, you are a hero recognized by Lord Yao and the Yao Clan civilization. We will always open our doors to you, and we will stand by your side whenever you need our help."

Bayan shook hands with it, and the mine workers' description of God Yao was not lying.

Even a low-level dark race like himself can become a hero recognized by God Yao.

He thought of the cat at this time.

It was wrong.

No matter how painful and disadvantageous it is, we must fight death.

Life is a constant battle!