Chapter 238 Philosopher

After silently examining it for a few seconds, Klein stepped forward, stepped on the stairs, and walked down carefully layer by layer.

The surrounding light gradually dimmed, and only gray colors enveloped this extremely quiet world. The further Klein descended, the more he felt as if he was locked in a dark, dark and silent room. He could hear his blood gurgling slowly in his ears. The movement and the sound of a strong beating heart.

The latter was getting faster and faster, a little bit tainted with uncontrollable anxiety and panic, Klein hurriedly restrained his mind, visualized the cascading light spheres, and recovered his state by stabilizing his emotions.

On his side, the gray-white cliff representing Groselle's subconscious domain stands cold and silent, as if dead, but a spot of light flashes from time to time in the surrounding gray.

Klein stared, and from one of the spots of light, he saw the giant tearing open the human mouth and Grossel with a frightened expression. At that time, the latter was less than 3 meters long, and he was obviously still in his infancy.

The dots of light flashed, and the frozen dusk of the falling mountains emerged, and time seemed to slow down here.

Klein was about to search for more valuable information in Groselle's subconscious mind, when the panting sound of a beast suddenly sounded in his ears.

With a swipe of the ground, a huge hand protruded from the gray surroundings. Its complexion was gray-blue, covered with signs of decay, and it contained an obvious yellow-green liquid. It quickly grabbed Klein's ankle.

In He He He's voice, on the stairs below, the same palms grabbed up one after another, as if they wanted to forcibly drag Klein's spirit body into the deepest and most unpredictable place in the spiritual world.

All of a sudden, these rotten palms were densely packed like a forest like a sea. They kept struggling to stretch upwards and made terrifying panting sounds that could make people's hair stand on end. Klein jumped up instinctively in fright, jumping three floors steps.

However, the countless palms that belonged to the corpse of a giant did not stop, propping up on the surface of the stairs, squirming upwards like a tide, flooding every inch of the space below.

Klein was about to reach out his right palm to take the "Death Knell", and use the purification bullets to cooperate with "Slaughter" to deal with these countless "monsters", when two questions suddenly flashed through his mind:

Where did these "palms" come from? Why did it appear in Grossel's subconscious?

As soon as the problem appeared, inspiration came to him. Klein vaguely understood something, and immediately gave up using "Death Knell", calmed his breathing, and visualized the light sphere.

The huge rotten palms took the opportunity to rush to his feet, grabbing his ankles and calves!

at this time,

They disappeared without a sound, as if they never appeared.

"Sure enough, this is an illusion caused by the influence of Groselle's subconscious mind. Here, the mind and the mind not only 'face' directly, but also blend with each other. If there is no corresponding extraordinary ability, the deeper you go, the easier it is for emotions to appear. Break down, be eroded by the other party's subconscious little by little, and eventually the "mental body" will be severely polluted, and the whole person will become a mentally ill patient who cannot regain his sanity, and this may lead to loss of control... This is different from psychic, it is not about staying awake and Sanity can avoid being polluted, because it is already inside the target 'mental body'..." Klein said silently to himself, and he came to a realization.

He hesitated for a few seconds, turned around, climbed up the stairs, and no longer went deep into Grossel's spiritual world, because he lacked the extraordinary ability to soothe his own soul, and insisting on going down was tantamount to suicide.

"After collecting the magical items in this area, we will consider the issue of continuing to explore." Klein made up his mind, walked faster and faster, and finally jumped, returned to Grossel's dream, and returned to the "Royal Court of Giants." "Where the guards live.

Feeling exhausted, he immediately left the dreamland, walked out of Grossel's blacksmith shop through the wall, and once again examined the strangeness of the world in the book.

"So far, I have met Grossel, Mobet, and Siatas, and when I was chatting with people everywhere, I also heard about the pious priest Snowman and the 'philosopher' Longzel, but there is no Anderson Hood, there is no Edwina Edwards, no Danitz, and no Gehrman Sparrow... So, is it the dead who have brand new characters in the book, or have they stayed here for a long time? Will an adventurer who has fully demonstrated himself in his daily life be copied to a certain degree of subconsciousness?" Klein walked on the edge of the street illuminated by the sunset, thinking about this very crucial question for him.

If it is the previous guess, the dead will be "reborn" and become a new character, then Klein doesn't need to worry about anything, but if it is the latter, he has to reduce the frequency of exploring the world in the book and strictly control each time Duration of stay.

"It's impossible to judge at the moment. Let's deal with the latter situation first. It's always right to be cautious..." Klein quickly made a decision and was about to return to the gray fog.

At this moment, he saw another familiar figure.

The black-haired and blue-eyed Longzel sat on a long wooden chair by the street, staring blankly at the sky that seemed to have been burned by fire, as if in deep thought.

Thinking that the urn of the former Loen soldier was in his hands and was about to send it back to the Church of the Storm cemetery in Backlund, Klein sighed silently, walked over, sat next to Longzel, and asked road:

"What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking, who am I, where did I come from, and where should I go back..." Longzel said dreamily without looking back.

Before Klein could ask again, he shook his head and gave a low laugh:

"I always felt like I didn't belong here, that I wasn't who I am now, that there was a place waiting for me to go back to.

"They laughed at me for always thinking about these useless questions, so they gave me the nickname 'philosopher'..."

While talking, he watched the setting sun, fell into silence again, and was in a daze.

Klein didn't speak, just sat there quietly, watched the sunset with Longzel for a while, and then disappeared without a sound.

Longzel didn't realize that the people around him had left, like a marble statue, staring into the distance without moving for a long time.

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After the resupply was completed, Alger Wilson commanded the "Blue Avenger" to leave the anti-military private port without staying too much in the Rorsted Islands.

He had to return to Pasu Island to report on his duties within the specified time.

At this moment, in the captain's room, he was looking forward to the illusory door above the altar made of spirit creatures and inflated candles.

That is the door of sacrifice, and it is also the door of receiving gifts!

Amidst the illusory creaking sound, the mysterious door slowly opened, revealing the endless depth and darkness inside.

The light burst out from within, and then subsided immediately. When everything calmed down, there were two more items on the altar, and the gate covered with various strange symbols had disappeared.

Alger was very calm, thanked Mister Fool earnestly, and ended the ceremony according to the procedure before reaching out to pick up the two items on the altar.

One of them is a neatly folded paper, and the other is a transparent "jellyfish" wrapped in blue water.

Alger inspected the latter first, and found that sometimes the wind blew the vortex inside, sometimes there was a flash of silver and white lightning, and sometimes there was a long and melodious singing voice coming out.

"This voice has a feminine feel... It seems that the owner of this characteristic is a lady." Alger couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, because it meant that it wasn't a quasi-high-ranking member of the Church of Storms who was killed.

There are no women's quasi-high-level and high-level women in the Church of the Storm!

Putting away the extraordinary characteristics of "Ocean Singer", Alger unfolded the paper, skipped the column of main materials, quickly glanced at the auxiliary materials, and finally stopped at the ritual part.

For him, he already has Extraordinary characteristics, it doesn't matter what the main material is, he can look at it later, and the auxiliary materials are relatively easy to collect, so he doesn't need to pay too much attention to it, only the ritual is the most important thing Heavy:

"Take the potion in the belly of an Obnish..." Alger silently read the content of the ceremony, and the corresponding information quickly appeared in his mind:

Obnish is an ancient sea monster that can directly swallow a sailing ship. It has a huge and twisted body, as many as three heads and tangled tentacles. It is the protagonist of many sea legends;

Most of these sea monsters have been tamed by the Church of Storms and have a fixed area of ​​activity, but it is not known whether they have the wisdom close to humans.

"It's no wonder the church wants to control Obnis, not other sea monsters... No wonder there are so many Extraordinary people in the 'sailor' path among pirates, but there are only a few who can reach Sequence 5. They are either directly inherited or ' The subordinates of the King of the Five Seas and the Queen of Mysteries...then where should I find Obnis who doesn't belong to the church..." Alger frowned slightly, thinking about how to bypass the Church of Storms and get promoted.

His first reaction was to find "Queen of Mysteries" Bernadette through "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya, and find out from her where Obnis, who does not belong to the Church of Storms, was. His second reaction was that this would expose him. risk, because the corresponding Obnish sea monster is likely to be a servant of the "Queen of Mysteries", and it will report everything it sees to its master.

"Well, this is the last choice when there is no other way." Alger's thoughts turned, and he quickly had another idea.

That is to pray to Mister Fool!

This revived existence has secretly grasped the original authority of the "God of the Sea" Kalvetua, and can drive sea creatures. It is possible to know where Obnis, who does not belong to any force, can be found!

"Don't worry, if you are promoted now, the uncontrolled dissipated spirituality will not be able to hide from other people's eyes, wait until the job is finished, leave from Passu Island, and then try to pray..." Argel calmed down, and wrote down "Ocean Song "Recipe" and held the paper towards the flame at the top of the candle.

Seeing the faster and faster speed of the flames devouring the formula, Alger's gaze became deeper and deeper.

After processing the remaining traces, his eyes fell on a chart and locked on a location:

banshee!

Alger planned to stop by Bansi on the way back to Passo Island to see the current situation of the port.

He has already told the sailors about this idea, and no one has any objection, because they are also curious about why Bansi Harbor was suddenly destroyed and what it looks like now.

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