In Genshin Impact, No One Understands Holy Relics Better Than Me

Look at his pupils again, they have lost their color... Emenroka has seen too much, this is a body without a soul.

Looking back at myself, I don't know why there is an immortal power in my body.

He understood, and smiled contemptuously: "Haha, what a smart move, do you want to enter my body? Do you think this will save her?"

The wolf king who controlled Xia Xia's body did not reply, and continued to maintain the function of his body.

A battle without thought is just a machine that follows the rules, and Amenroka only needs a great sword to counterattack.

He raised another giant sword above his head, and then pressed the blade down to his chest... This is an act of intending to commit suicide!

"Goodbye!"

Let's see if you are quicker to save or whether I'm quicker to kill.

Chapter 595: The Last Hero's Wish

When the soul is separated from the body, it is like a boat merged into the rushing ocean, wandering in the vortex, and being manipulated by a huge gravitational force.

The sudden pulling, the whole body deformed, but luckily there was no pain in the soul.

This moment of fusion made Summer almost shrink back.

After he made it clear that the center of the vortex was Emenroka's body, he gave up resistance.

As predicted, this concrete body created by the "Ocean of Darkness" will absorb the wandering souls around it as a reserve of energy.

Xia Xia rotates along the gravity without much obstruction... Even if it is the consciousness of "Darkness Beyond the Sea", it is unexpected that someone will take the initiative to separate the soul from the body.

For human beings, the soul is separated from the body, and it is difficult to go back without external interference and without the help of others.

In layman's terms, it is no different from suicide.

Of course, things like "Out of Body" are not something that can be done easily.

Xia Tian only dared to carry out such a bold plan by relying on the power of the demon **** of Andreus and the immortal power of Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing the Wind.

The area where the soul exists is like another dimension space. In summer, it passes through a layer of black smog and does not need to breathe, but it is still like inhaling a big mouthful of black smoke, and the whole person becomes unconscious and drowsy. .

This should be a means to control the newly incorporated soul. Fortunately, the immortal power surging in the body can purify the inhaled black smoke.

The somatosensory time of the soul state is slower.

It was the first time that Xia Xia went to a space where the soul can only set foot. It was like walking at the end of the world, with nothing in front of her eyes.

I don't know where it is, let's call it the "Sea of ​​Consciousness"!

Continuing to walk forward, I finally saw an unusual scene.

A huge, brown and blackened dead tree, the rotten branches seem to have been dead for thousands of years.

There were white phantoms sticking to the branches, and I thought it was some kind of fruit... Those were bound souls, bound by vines on the tree, waiting to be worn out.

There is no number, it should be the remaining three hundred or so!

Just as Xia Xia approached, a vine attacked against the ground, trying to catch him.

No matter how strong the body was in the past, it will become weak after becoming a soul. Facing such a rapid attack, it can only be captured.

But Xia Tian is protected by the power of immortals and demons. Even if he is in a state of soul, he is still a very strong soul... At least he will not be easily caught by these vines.

Wrapping the hand knife with immortal power, he cut off the vines with ease, his eyes swept across the branches of the dead tree quickly, looking for the figure of walnut.

Not too hard to find.

On the thickest branch, I found that delicate face like a doll.

Walnut fell asleep quietly, his hands, feet, waist, and neck were tightly restrained by vines.

There is more than one familiar figure. Beside Hu Tao, is Her Royal Highness the Princess who once attached to her, Her Royal Highness the Princess of Findnir.

And what is even more surprising is Emenroka, who is snuggling together.

Xia Xia was immediately alert and showed hostility to Emenroka's soul.

At the same time, it is strange that I can see Emenroka here. Is it not Imenroka who is controlling this body now?

Wanting to ask for more details in the past, the consciousness space suddenly vibrated, and the decayed withered tree was active. At the same time, dozens of vines circled the walnut.

"Be careful, he chose suicide to consume his soul."

Andreas maintains the function of Xia Xia's body outside, and cannot sense the world that his soul contacts, but he can communicate through consciousness and tell Xia Xia what he cannot see.

suicide? What are you trying to do? Is this what normal creatures can do? Did he want to win, or did he just want to play?

Summer couldn't understand for a moment.

No matter how much, suicide means starting to consume the soul, and the goal is the walnut.

Xia Xia hurried over and didn't have time to say hello to Her Royal Highness the Princess, nor to ask Emenroka.

He cut off the vines that bound the walnuts with the hand knife that gathered the immortal energy, and held the sleepy **** his shoulders, like a soil robber who robbed the widow village.

This can make the action more flexible and avoid the pursuit of more vines.

The state of the soul is very wonderful, obviously there is no sense of touch, no sense of body temperature and softness, but I just know that she is held against her shoulders...

He lowered his head and looked at the center of the trunk of the dead tree. In the dark groove, there was a penetrating black vortex, and a large number of "tentacles" gushed out.

It should be vines... there are too many, and it looks as flexible as the tentacles of an octopus.

In summer, if you have intensive phobia, your legs will definitely become weak.

No, this is too much!

Xia Tian felt that even if he exhausted all his immortal power, he would not be able to cut off these tentacles.

After all, it is a fight with life. If the soul cannot be drawn to replenish its energy, the body of this "Emon Loka" will die, so it is absolutely impossible to let go.

"Tentacle" spared no effort to attack.

Not only were they protruding from the vortex, but there were also more and more vines that were already attached to the dead branches, and it was difficult to escape from all directions.

Immortal power is limited, and it cannot be wasted on dealing with these vines.

Then how to do it?

As all the vines were dispatched, the restraints of those souls became loose, and a small part of the souls were still awake.

They were not interested in the battle over there. They were so weak that they couldn't stand up at all. They just climbed forward step by step along the tree trunk.

Where are you going? How to escape?

Throat.

Actually there is no sound.

The soul that was closest to one body tumbled and fell into the vortex... Actively became the object of wear and tear, and completely disappeared.

After being replenished with energy, the vines began to recycle, and the dark vortex stopped turning.

"Thank you." Xia Xia looked at the soul well in the center of the trunk and thanked softly.

Most of the souls here are the lonely souls of Findenier.

Just as they were begging in the snow-capped mountains, they hoped for liberation, no matter if the liberation was reincarnation or complete annihilation.

Being imprisoned for thousands of years...it's terrifying to think about.

beyond death.

……

……

Outside, "Snow Burial Star Silver" pierced Aemon Loka's chest, there was no blood running along the blade, and there was no sign of life dying.

The indistinct facial features reflected his inner joke with the depth of the black fog: "Have you been hiding?"

Because of Xia Xia's troubles, he couldn't choose the soul to consume at will, he could only feel it later... and found that what was consumed was just an ordinary remnant soul of Findenier.

"How many times can you run?"

Amenroka once again raised his great sword and pierced his recovered chest once again.

From this moment on, he will commit suicide again and again until he kills Xia's soul in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Guess also knows that it must be thanks to those strange powers to maintain the posture of the soul... How long can you maintain it? If those powers run out.

Do you get out on your own, or do you become food for this body inside?

As a "false" soul created by the sea of ​​darkness, he couldn't transform himself into the sea of ​​consciousness to fight against Xia Xia, and he still couldn't have a complete soul body.

So I thought of such a stupid method.

Sometimes I wonder, why do villains always die of conceit and talkativeness? Why do you always do stupid things?

Emenroka swung the great sword towards himself, it can be said that he killed eight hundred enemies and lost one thousand.

Can't you imagine that your strength will be weakened? If the price paid is to kill all the souls that were used as replacements, how to face the next battle?

Of course, I have thought of all the wisdom of "Darkness Beyond the Sea", but it doesn't care.

Capture the city of Mond? This is just the obsession created by Aemon Loka to enslave him after he went to the evil end.

This failure was the failure of Aemon Loka, and the "Outer Seas of Darkness" had already obtained what they wanted.

It is foreseeable that even if the walnut and the summer are killed, the final result will be surrounded and suppressed by the angry Mond.

If the outcome of death is predetermined, what should be done before everything is over?

Two thousand years ago, Emenroka gave the answer, that is, to please the gods with blood and flesh... Then, after death, it is better to also please the evil **** who is in the "Outer Sea of ​​Darkness"!

Constantly committing suicide, creating a dilemma for the summer in the sea of ​​consciousness, watching him run away tiredly... As a spectator, how pleasant it is.

The excitement of Emon Loka, controlled by "Outer Sea of ​​Darkness", can be seen when he pierces his body with his great sword.

He spied on the condition of the Sea of ​​Consciousness and wanted to see how long that guy could last...

"Three hundred and seven."

"Three Hundred and Six"

"..."

"Two hundred and ninety-nine."

"Two hundred and ninety-eight."

"..."

Counting the number of remaining souls, the dry voice not only emanated from the mouth, but echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness, like a warning of the countdown to summer.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the vines that can be seen everywhere are expanding frantically. Xia Tian can only rely on those souls who seek liberation to throw themselves into the whirlpool to delay time again and again.

To delay is not to stop.

Andreas gave Xia ten minutes, and by this time most of the time had passed.

And the consumption of immortal power is faster, if you continue like this, you will be caught sooner or later.

Can you only escape?

No, as I said at the beginning, he entered this body with the funds of his soul in order to extract the soul that controls the body.

Since it is based on the soul of Emenroka, as long as the soul of Emenroka dies, it should be able to end everything, right?

The remaining souls that have not been consumed can naturally be rescued.

Xia Xia overcame all obstacles and walked in the direction of the princess and Emenroka against the walnut.

No sound could be heard, as if someone was talking about something, the princess was not sad, she was always smiling.

"summer……"

After walking in, she heard the weak voice of the princess. She had to lean on Emenroka to stand firm.

His eyes fell on Hu Tao, and an almost inaudible voice said to himself, "Hu Tao, he's here."

no respond.

Using his own soul as a medium, Hu Tao opened a channel connecting life and death, and saved tens of thousands of wandering souls... Although he only left his body for a few days, he was still weaker than those souls who had been bound for thousands of years.

has maintained a sleeping posture.

"I'm sorry." Emenroka apologized directly, and with that bitter self-deprecation: "I never thought it would turn out like this..."