Soul of Negary Vol 7 Chapter 4: Dust also has a dream time

In addition to Duran being secretly excited on one side, someone in a basement of this border city was also extremely excited.
"Hahaha, as long as I find that, I will be able to complete this ceremony!" A teenager, wearing some old aristocratic costumes, can clearly see that the teenager has taken care of it very carefully.
In the age of flames, his ancestors were once a brother of a ghost man in the Reaasterian ghost man army. After becoming a ghost man, he lost his ability to conceive, so for the brothers' family, he told all his secrets .
Among them is the ghost man ceremony.
"Drink the source of impureness, pierce the heart with the blade of the ritual, become a half-dead and half-lived person, and then implant the vice soul, you can directly become a ghost person equivalent to the combatant who now understands the fighting heart, gaining extraordinary power, At the same time, you can get an immortal body."
"But as the adult left, the source of impureness has gradually disappeared, only hunting the crow or the death crow, extracting defective products from them, and obtaining and transplanting the vice soul without the help of the adult Now, the risk is getting bigger and bigger, and it is accompanied by sequelae."
"In spite of this, it was this incomplete ritual that made the ghost knight a great name." The teenager untied the leather sheath wrapped around his waist and took out a scimitar with a golden luster from it.
It seems that the scimitar vibrated slightly, and it was this vibration that made the teenager discover it in the family's worn wooden furniture.
"There is also the fountain of life. According to the ancestors, a living dead named Jason replaced the impure source with the fountain of life and killed the then deputy captain of the ghost man, Cadiz."
"In the absence of a perfect source of impureness, the fountain of life is the most perfect substitute." The teenager looked at the ceremonial blade in his hand and remembered the dilapidated situation in his home and made up his mind to revitalize the family anyway.
And where the fountain of life is, when he went to an aristocratic house in the city to sell family assets, he accidentally learned of the news of the fountain of life, plus the ritual blade of the lost ancestor of the ancestor, the ambition of the boy was completely awakened.
"My Catob Jugus will definitely make the Jugs family prosperous again." The teenager secretly made up his mind and heard the sound of the opening of the basement, and the sound of a boy only seven or eight years old sounded: "Brother, Are you inside?"
"Rami, I'm here, and I'll go up immediately." Catob quickly hid the ceremonial blade, climbed the stairs, and looked back at the ceremonial blade that was entangled. Although this thing can bring powerful power , But this is the thing left by the existence, to know that there is a name called the ominous god.
Anyone who has a relationship with him will eventually be trapped in ominousness, as is the case with the bloodline of the Crow, so is the bloodline of the Dragon, and so is the successor of the ghostly ritual.
Compared with the reputation of the ghost knight Nano, his miserable life is also extremely famous.
In the carriage, Negri seemed to observe all this and smiled interestingly.
He did not use the information surface of the world to immediately observe the future of two people, because after Negri has now achieved his way, he hastily observed the future of two mortals, so his eyes through the world are likely to aggravate the two. Future possibilities.
Therefore, before working out a better method of observing the future, he will not easily observe the future during this time. Of course, using the existing information for deduction, Negri has also roughly predicted what will happen.
"Lanshan, let's live in this city for a while." Negri said, and Lanshan was naturally good at it.
The road in New Royas is pretty good. Negri got out of the carriage and walked on the road with a languidness. He hadn't walked this way for a long time, but now he was more touched.
"Lanshan, do you know why there are humans in most of the world in the multiverse?" Negri looked at the surroundings in spite of how the birth and formation of a thing has become what it is now, all kinds of traces. All flow into Negri's eyes.
Even a piece of dust has his history and his past. He may have experienced glory or obscurity. There is too much information for people to know.
"This is not very clear, but it must be the commonality of this piece." Lan Shan also thought about this question, but did not come up with an answer: "Is there a rule named human?"
"No, this is not true, of course, there are some hard to say." Negri said with a smile: "Humans have not formed a complete truth, they are just the debris of the formation of the reality of the string of truth."
"Detritus?"
"Yes, it's like this dust. The most in a room is definitely not people, but the dust of the room. Humans are the dust of the multiverse."
"Sand World is equivalent to an abandoned box on the street. There is a lot of dust in the area, and the higher world is equivalent to a town. Although there is more dust, it is never them who make the decisions."
"The dust is big and small, but it is still dust, so it is the same with people. Every person in the world is more or less different, but the essence is dust."
"This is the essence of human beings. The sand world is too small to contain a normal "person". Even if it is forced to go in, it seems to be handicapped, so this species called human can only be found in the sand world." Negri looked at the streets. Human beings, told this cruel fact.
Negri is now in a state of straitjacketing. The time flow rate of Sand World does not work for him at all. He must be careful to converge his strength in order to maintain himself normal. This is why he does not observe the future. It is really the future of Sand World. His tossing, but only slightly aggravating the possibility of a certain future is the reason for the extraordinary control of Negri.
"However, even if it is dust, it has the possibility of belonging to it." Negri's eyes fell on a dust, reaching out to catch it, said with a small smile: "It was five hundred and twenty-six years ago , Was once part of the crown of the Royce Empire, and now he falls on my hand, this is the glory of dust!"
"It is indeed true that meeting Lord Negri is also the glory of Crow Feather." The Crow Feather on the shoulder immediately echoed and said.
Negri touched the head of the black crow, released the dust between his fingers, and continued to walk forward, and then saw a nice place. His finger flicked gently, opening a layer of secondary space angle. It seems to be a replica of this world, but here humans are all stone statues, standing still forever until that person in this world dies.
The dust that Negri used to catch with his hands gradually began to change, generating a strong attraction, attracting the surrounding dust to form a cluster, just like ordinary dust, with the impact of the environment, toward Unknown destination scrolls up.