Chapter 979 Night Demon Ring

Han Chen had no interest in watching the massacre after the main battle.

After receiving the guidance of the Lord of the Stars, Han Chen's main consciousness returned to reality.

"There are no two identical leaves in the world. Even if two leaves come from the same source, they will go to different paths due to acquired experiences."

"The reason why life is colorful and the world is colorful is precisely because of this diversity."

"The reason why I hate God's Domain is because under the baptism and tempering of God's Domain, everyone is finally honed into the same appearance."

"The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, and respect for the strong, these laws are eternal truths, but if we want to bow to these laws, then what is the use of wisdom? What is the use of our soul? Our civilization exists What's the point of that?"

From a scientific point of view, life is not irreproducible, it can be cultivated through special means, and even in a suitable environment, it can be produced in large quantities.

If such a method can produce excellent life, then God's Domain only needs to continuously copy the blood of the strong to continuously cultivate the strong, and this can also achieve the original purpose of God's Domain.

And with the technological level of God's Domain, such a thing can definitely be done.

But the reason why life is precious is because life cannot be copied. Even if it is the same at birth, it will grow into a different look after the growth of the day after tomorrow.

From the perspective of the soul, the uniqueness of life is the embodiment of the dignity of life.

If this is taken away, then the existence of life has no value.

"If equipment is also regarded as a kind of life, then ordinary equipment may be no different from standard technological weapons when it is first refined, but technological weapons are technological weapons. How powerful technological weapons are they? Technological weapons that can be transformed are just weapons.”

"When the equipment grows to the legendary level, it will have special effects."

"When the equipment becomes a legendary suit, or grows into an artifact, it will become a unique existence and an existence that cannot be copied."

"This process may be the growth process of equipment."

"During this process, countless pieces of equipment have been eliminated on the road of evolution, and there are also many pieces of equipment that cannot reach the legendary level in their lifetime, and many pieces of equipment do not even have such potential at all, but if they really reach a certain level degree, it has the uniqueness of life.”

Thinking of this, Han Chen gently stroked the blade of the Yemo Sword with his fingers, and said softly, "What was your past like?"

The Night Demon Sword is the equipment that has been with him for the longest time. He thought he knew the Night Demon Sword very well, but in the end, he found that he never seemed to have a deep understanding of this piece of equipment.

In fact, this is also very normal. How many children know their parents, and how many parents know their children?

If all parents in the world could understand their children, there would not be so many people who go astray.

So even Han Chen didn't really know his family.

What you see, what you can feel, is not necessarily all.

When he rubbed Han Chen's hand again with some familiar but unfamiliar equipment, he suddenly felt a different kind of throbbing in his heart.

This seems to be the throbbing of life.

"The sword of the night demon is really alive!"

Although the feeling just now seemed like an illusion, Han Chen firmly believed that the Night Demon sword, or the Night Demon suit, also had a life of its own.

At this moment, an impulse suddenly arose in his heart, that is to explore his spiritual power into the night devil's ring.

The night devil's ring was the only piece of equipment Han Chen hadn't lifted the seal on.

It is precisely because the night devil's ring has not been unsealed, so his night devil suit can only exert the power of each part, and cannot form a complete suit.

He tried countless times, but in the end there was still no way to lift the seal.

But today, when he wanted to understand the night demon suit with his heart and the past of the night demon suit sincerely, he had such an impulse.

"Try it! I always feel that the night devil suit can't harm me!"

Han Chen just hesitated for a moment, then put his soul power into the night devil's ring.

When his thoughts entered the night devil's ring, he found that he was suddenly in an ancient battlefield, and this battlefield gave him a familiar feeling.

"Isn't this the ruins of the ancient battlefield behind the Dimensional Wall?"

Before the novice time was over, Han Chen's level had already exceeded the level that the novice area could accommodate. Then, due to special reasons, he instructed Li Long to go to an ancient battlefield to find a way to become a dragon vein master. Got a great opportunity.

Han Chen also went to that battlefield later, but he didn't gain much.

He was not discouraged, because he had obtained the Dragon Valley, compared to an ancient battlefield whose harvest was uncertain, or compared to a battlefield that had been turned into ruins, a well-preserved Dragon Valley brought him benefits Obviously it will be higher.

Coupled with the existence of the soul lock tower, Han Chen's energy was mainly focused on how to discover the value of the Dragon Valley and study the functions of the soul lock tower.

After all, his energy is limited, and he doesn't have much energy to focus on treasure hunting.

Now the battlefield where his thoughts descended is the battlefield that has been turned into ruins.

"Could this be the night goblin suit, or the memory of the previous owner of the night goblin suit?"

If the acquired experience is the necessary factor to shape a complete person, then what is recorded in the night devil's ring should be the past of the night devil suit.

On this battlefield that has been reduced to ruins, six figures stand side by side.

A warrior in golden armor held a two-handed sword shining with golden light in both hands, half kneeling on the ground, and the two-handed sword in his hand supported his figure.

His eyes were full of anger and unwillingness, and his armor was full of cracks and blood, as if he had witnessed a tragic battle.

But there was no breath of life on his body.

An archer held a broken bow in his left hand, and an arrow without an arrow between the index and middle fingers of his right hand, but there was no chance to draw the bow and put an arrow on it.

A mage sat cross-legged in the void, his staff was placed on his legs, and his eyes were closed forever.

Then, there was a beautiful priest, standing on the barren land, as if turned into an ice sculpture, his face eternally frozen.

A summoner with a long whip in his hand waved the long whip in his hand, wanting to say something.