Chapter 3613: Man behind

It turned out to be born during the reign of fairies...Ghosts.
"Are you a human before?" I curiously asked: "I mean, before becoming a demon."
"......Yes."
"So, how did you become a ghost?" I asked, "Is it necessary to sign a contract, what price to pay, or is your gifted talent, from the moment you were born, you have established your life as a ghost? ?"
"contract."
"It's really a contract," I said surprised: "So who is the contractor? Is it a deity? Or a devil?"
"..."
I could feel that the afterimage of Kaija wanted to say, but couldn't utter a word.
He clearly wanted to say, but couldn't tell, was it being interfered by some force?
Or is it... the other party's existence is so strong that it can't even name it?
In just a moment, a picture of what happened before appeared in my mind—that was the picture of my dialogue with the dragon clan and a few apostles living in the Hefeng continent. At that time, they were talking about the first When the second apostle Held, he also carefully told me that it was not allowed to mention her name, because at the moment the name was mentioned, Held would feel it.
The second apostle, Weeping Eye Herder is like this, not to mention the more treacherous and mysterious existence that transformed Kaija into a ghost?
Thinking of this, I feel a little serious.
Not because of the unpredictable identity behind Keja, but because I suddenly discovered that even the ghosts and gods at the same level as the apostles are just slot line puppets in the hands of certain existences, chess pieces on the chessboard, Even the name of the person behind can't be said, what a feeling of powerlessness.
As an adventurer, the most annoying thing is the deep sense of powerlessness.
Because in the mind of an adventurer, any existence can be conquered and defeated.
An adventurer should be fearless. Without such a mood, how can he become an aggressive and constantly powerful strong man?
Today, Kaija's words have plunged me into a brief contemplation.
If the disasters of the ancient times were destroyed at the same level as that kind of existence, would I still have the opportunity to avenge the original body of this body, or perhaps, to avenge myself?
Thoughts of self-doubt, just like buds, took root in my heart. In just an instant, it grew into a sturdy tree, which made me fall into a deeper self-doubt.
I found a boulder and sat down, resting my chin, and I fell into deep distress.
"In your body... there are... seals... many..."
Kaija's voice sounded in my mind again.
"Huh?" I came back to my senses for a while, then sighed, and said: "Oh, yeah, then, do you have any way to unlock the seal?"
"No."
"If not, please don't disturb me thinking" I bowed my head in despair.
"Think...useless...action...useful."
"I also know that I have to take action, but the key is, how do I take action to uncover these seals? Also, who set these seals?"
"I don't know...very...mysterious...very...powerful."
Kaija expressed his feelings intermittently.
It seems that the existence of the same level as the apostle, and the apostle, all have these seals.
But I am very curious, why the sea witch Surant, who has only the strength of an ordinary intermediate country, can use the flute to unlock my seal.
Although it only unlocked a seemingly insignificant seal, it was enough to prove that he was extraordinary.
However, even if you unlock the seal and become a genuine ancient fairy, will you be able to obtain the opportunity and qualification to avenge yourself?
I was lost in thought again.
Just as my thoughts were getting deeper, a feeling of being peeped from the side suddenly came into being.
At first, I didn't care, because my thoughts were often spied by Odachi, but when I reached out to touch the back of my head, I suddenly felt empty.
According to daily habits, when I touch the back of my head, my wrist will skillfully touch the body of the sword standing on the back, but this time, I didn't touch anything, that is to say, the Odachi was not worn by me!
In other words, the one who spied my thoughts...someone else!
"Are you spying on my thoughts?" I tentatively asked Kaija, who possessed the afterimage of my body.
"Yes...I" Kaija's voice was erratic and intermittent, but it was indeed clearly distinguishable: "You are... an ancient fairy... descendant?"
"Ok."
"Ancient... Fairy... very strong."
"Really?" I smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment."
"You...weak...compared to...the ancient fairy..."
Eye sockets twitched, I curled my lips and said, "Really...You are really ruthless."
"The two ancient races...are..."
Once again, the voice became fuzzy, confused, and then broken without a trace.
After waiting for a while, but unable to wait for the following, I asked: "What are the two ancient races? Please make it clear, thank you."
However, no voice came out.
I don’t know if it refuses to say it, or it’s the same as before.
However, if you think about it, since the two ancient races can be called the darlings of the gods of creation, they naturally have extraordinary strength and transcendent status. It is still very difficult for a ghost and to tell their status. Easy to do.
After meditation until dawn, I sighed, stood up, stretched my waist, dispelled the cold, and said in my heart: Take one step and watch one.
So he walked slowly back to the tavern.
In the tavern, the adventurers are still lying on the ground, lying on the table, leaning on the chair, drooling and snoring, the whole lobby is full of the smell of alcohol.
Back to my seat, I sat down slowly, picked up the Odachi. Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in my mind. It was Odachi's voice: "I said the brat, why didn't you take me when you ran out?"
"I just made contact with another voice in my mind" I said: "You can feel the presence of the other person in a while."
"What!" Odachi said in surprise: "Something really invaded your consciousness?"
I tried to think about it, and then said again: "It shouldn't invade into consciousness, but stay on the surface of my consciousness, or in other words, it can only be regarded as possession."
Odachi did not speak, but also spied with his own soul for a while before he said: "I feel it, it is a good soul, but compared to your soul, it is too weak and fortunately it has no malice. Otherwise, at this moment, it will be completely wiped out by your killing intent and goblin power."
"Don't scare him like that" I said: "People are ghosts and gods anyhow, they are at the same level as the apostles."
"I'm frightening him?" Ota Dadao vehemently denied: "I am a kind reminder. You may not know it, but I know very well that the killing intent in your body is a very domineering force, even It’s me. If you want to resist, you have to spend a lot of power. As for your fairy power, I don’t even know how it exists. I only know that once your fairy power erupts, it’s mine. The soul will be wiped out in a short time."
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