Chapter 1252: The essence of the gap space

In the small black room, I sat opposite the high priest as a salted fish.
It's not that I lost my dream, but that I really don't like the feeling of powerlessness of being hit repeatedly but unable to fight back.
"Child, are you scared?" the high priest asked.
Nodding, I took a deep breath: "I'm afraid."
"What are you afraid of?" she asked again.
"I'm afraid of harming my family." He glanced at his left arm, then cast his mouth down: "I am also afraid of returning to the loneliness of solitude."
"Then boy, what do you do when you encounter things you are afraid of?"
"Run, run forever, stay away from the thing that scares me, until I can't see it again."
The suffocating and terrifying images of the nine-headed flood dragon instantly condensed in my mind, the scorching hot flames, the terrible temperature that burned the whole body, with a violent posture, washed my heart time and time again.
Unconsciously, my breathing became even faster.
"What if you can't run away?" The high priest's voice was like a magic sound, inducing my thinking and digging into my heart.
"Then fight, fight hard, fight with your life!"
Suddenly, the raging fighting spirit ignited in my heart, and I seemed to be back to the scene of facing the tauren boss for the first time, facing the huge body that was more than twice as tall as me, and feeling the angry wetness spit out from its nostrils. Angry, looking directly at its crazily tyrannical red eyes.
That was the first time I felt the horror of a monster, and it was also the first time I was forced by a monster to have nowhere to go.
At that time, I even leaned close to the closed portal, longing for the coming of the gods to rescue me from the brink of despair.
However, the deity did not descend until the monster's fist fell.
Looking at the ground cracked by a blow, despair and fear soaked my body in an instant, and at the same time, aroused the most primitive warfare and desire in my heart.
After that, I don’t remember much, I just know that I was crazy.
I was in a crazy state, holding the steel bar, rushing to the tauren boss, and launched a fierce hand-to-hand battle with it.
I don't remember how badly my body was traumatized in that battle. I only know that when I woke up, the first thing I saw was the expression of Father Taylor's change from serious to relaxed.
The first thing he said to me was: Your kid finally came alive.
Yes, although in the face of fear, my first thought is always to escape, but when I am forced to a desperate situation, I will be full of fighting spirit.
Moreover, until now, I have experienced countless unavoidable battles and have maintained winning records.
"It seems that you already understand your advantages."
The gentle voice of the high priest rang in my ears.
Opening my eyes, I smiled softly: "Yes, I already understand."
"Just understand," the high priest smiled and said, "Although I can't help you with the control of runes, I can provide you with other help besides this."
"Can you tell me about the gap space?" Frowning, I said, "I want to know."
"Cross space... um" the high priest nodded and said: "Actually, the gap space is an extra branch of the dungeon, just like the countless twigs separated from the trunk of a tree. It takes nutrients from the trunk to survive, but the space between the gaps exists independently."
"Where is the monster in there? Is it also a monster in the dungeon?"
"Some are" the high priest said: "Some are not either."
"I have seen many crevices and monsters living in them through the Eye of Light," the high priest said: "Among those monsters, some are very weak, some are very strong, and even some. It is the existence that the legendary hero that you praised has encountered and cannot beat."
"A monster that legendary heroes can't beat?" I couldn't help asking: "Is it the kind of existence that is powerful enough to be comparable to the legendary God of Creation?"
The "child" the high priest laughed and said, "The underground city was created by the God of Creation. How can the monsters in it be stronger than the God of Creation?"
That's right, if it's better than the of creation, how could it be trapped in a small space.
"Then can you see the monsters I encountered in the cracks?" I asked.
"Of course." The high priest took out the Eye of Light again, and in an instant the room was dazzling. She gently placed her hand on the Eye of Light, closed her eyes and felt it, then opened her eyes again and said, "You have encountered Yes, it is a very powerful nine-headed flood dragon, and a puppet warrior with a peculiar structure despite being weak."
"Yes, those two, especially the nine-headed flood dragon and the flames sprayed from it, have become my nightmare!"
"Child" the high priest said, "You said that the nine-headed flood dragon you encountered was a nine-headed flood dragon that was injured."
"I said why it has such a bad temper! It turned out that it was injured and afraid that I would make up the knife, so that it wanted to kill me with fire!"
"No, its anger does not originate from injury," the high priest said: "It originates from its failure."
"Failed? What do you mean?"
"It had a fight with the last human who fell into the cracks, but unfortunately, it was defeated."
This sentence was like a pebble, thrown into my heart that had just calmed down, and instantly aroused countless tumbling and boiling.
"You mean, this nine-headed flood dragon was defeated before I went there?" I couldn't help but be surprised: "Who is so awesome that I can defeat it?"
"That's a...similar to Tyler," the high priest said: "The strength is outstanding, it's a pity..."
"What a pity? Is he also badly injured by the nine-headed flood dragon? Or is he already dead?"
The high priest was silent for a moment, and said: "The nine-headed flood dragon is not enough to hurt him, and he is not dead, just..."
"Just what?" I said urgently.
The high priest laughed and said nothing.
Is it another question that cannot be answered?
I'm kneeling, when will you stop selling off!
The high priest was silent for a long time and slowly said: "Although I cannot tell you his state, nor can I tell his name, or even reveal any information about him, I can tell you with certainty that he and you have The relationship, although only indirect, and you will meet someday in the future, in a situation that will surprise you."
Is anyone related to me?
I began to wonder about any guy who has a relationship with me, from male to female, from old to young, but picking and picking seems to have something to do with me, and there are only a few strong men who can defeat the nine-headed dragon. A few.
It seems that I need to visit them one by one in my free time.
"By the way, Lord High Priest" I suddenly thought of another thing: "You said that some of the monsters in the cracked space are from the dungeon, and some are not. Can I understand that, among the many monsters in the dungeon? , Some were born locally, some were caught from other places to fill the number?"
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