I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

In front of Lin Jie's eyes was a boundless scorched earth.

-The endless dark ground is full of cracks, the lava below is slowly flowing, and the sky is shining red, the sky is covered by heavy clouds, and the internal electricity is raging in it.

The huge ruins that have collapsed are hundreds of meters high, and the overall range is unclear. The remaining buildings still have the outlines of their once glorious times. On the ground, they are like injured monsters, still breathing.

Standing below and looking up, you can clearly feel your own insignificance.

On the farther horizon, there is a gray fog that is almost connected to the clouds in the sky. The fog is like a living thing, constantly tumbling and flowing, vaguely distorting strange shapes.

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Standing on this scorched earth, you can hear the wind-like mumble and roar from the fog.

"What's this time? RPG? BOSS battle scene? Lin Jie mumbled and looked around. According to the Freud's "Analysis of Dreams" I read last time, dreams are the embodiment of subconscious desire.

Can he understand that he hasn't played games for too long since crossing, so that even his dreams began to show this desire.

If this is the case, then he has nothing to do. Now it’s not a matter of wanting to think about it, it’s that the hardware situation is completely forbidden, and Nuojin, a backward game industry, can now play Xiaobawang thanks to God

Lin Jie sighed, took his thoughts back, and looked at the surrounding environment.

Thinking about it this way, it feels more and more that after a while the symphony BGM will sound, and there will be a big B0SS with a style and style.

He walked thoughtfully to a pillar, reached out and picked up a brick fragment.

The fracture surface is surprisingly smooth, and the pure white marble is carved with exquisite patterns.

Just from this fragment and the huge ruins that are still magnificent even if they collapsed, one can imagine what it was like here.

"But--. The style and style of this ornamentation is inexplicably familiar.

Lin Jie narrowed his eyes, rubbed the fragment, brushed off some stains on it, and carefully looked at the decoration on it.

An instinctive intuition and years of experience made him instantly judge the long sword sent by Joseph! Although the overall shape of the ornamentation of the two is not the same, the pattern on this fragment is even incomplete, most people At a glance like this, I basically feel that they are all the same gorgeous, but I can't tell why.

But Lin Jie is professional.

Folk art and architecture are also the scope of his research, which is an important and inseparable part of folk culture.

When conducting field investigations, I encountered some strange local art. Some places were incompletely preserved and had to be restored and sorted out by myself. Incidentally, because of the overlapping of research fields in humanities, Lin Jie sometimes even would Was pulled to work by the archaeological professional next door.

He is very sensitive to the styles of these patterns, and he found some similarities in the techniques and styles of the two at almost a glance. It can be concluded that the patterns on the stone and the architectural stone are the same root.

What's more, before going to bed, he just out of curiosity, played with the long sword over and over again, and even traced the pattern again. Impression 1 is still very deep.

"In this way, it is really subconscious, and put all the things I have experienced recently into my dreams.

Lin Jie raised his eyebrows, put down the fragments, and continued to walk into the center of Pixu.

The collapse direction of this piece of Duxu is regular and radial, falling down like a domino, with a very obvious center, and all the buildings have formed

Lin Jie tried to explore, but the destruction of the ruins was beyond imagination, and almost no one was allowed to enter.

Those scorched buildings are basically broken and fall off when they click.

Lin Jie even used too much force once, causing an entire area of ​​the building to collapse and turn into flour. This kind of destruction is like kneading instant noodles in a supermarket. I even want to come again a few times.

"This dream and the last one are really two extremes, and the map is broader, but it's still very interesting, and it's surprisingly realistic.

Lin Jie looked at the dust rising in front of him, touched his chin, a little sad:

"Hey, I can only experience the VR version of the RPG scene in my dream, and I'll enjoy it.

However, such exploration was not without results. Later, he found a lot of corpses among these ruins and scorched earth.

Although most of them have been fused with this weir, even in the state of "handling into a ball", there are still a few relatively complete.

Lin Jie knelt down and looked at the corpse in the corner with a twisted posture. His pupils shrank, his eyes fixed on the corpse's ears.

nbSE should not be an illusion, the corpse's ears are longer than usual.

Lin Jie turned the body over calmly.

..... It’s more obvious from the front. The ears are not of normal length. Lin Jie tried to reach out and touch the ears of the corpse. It was unexpectedly soft to the touch. There was normal cartilage in the middle, which was connected to the head. It is a branch ornament which means that the physiological structure is like this.

Elf?

Lin Jie remembered a guest he had received not long ago, that very beautiful Miss Cos.

nb5e he stood up and patted the dirt on his hands, muttering:

"It seems that this dream is indeed a subconscious hodgepodge.

It seems that recent thoughts have made his dreams mixed up.

In addition, many of the weapons that Lin Jie found in the ruins, including standard long swords, are similar to the long sword given by Joseph.

He felt the extraordinary connection between these things, which made him feel like doing research in a small open village, so he wrote down all these things, and wanted to wait for him to wake up. The painting may provide some inspiration for the historical significance of the Doris family crest.

Finally, Lin Jie

Stepped over a pile of gravel and rubble, standing on the collapsed white stairs, I saw the radiating center of Pixu. It was a broad broken platform with fine gold patterns outlined on the platform. Qing is the black stone or piled corpses, the huge golden dome above has been broken in half, and the remaining half is inserted into Jiao Shi.

At the center is a tall man in armor running down to the ground.

-The long sword is inserted into his heart, like a wedge fixing his slanted body to the ground.

The long blonde hair flows down to the ground like a waterfall, as if it is shining with light, wearing a laurel crown on the head, and the armor on the body is beautiful and smooth, which outlines a slender

Jian body shape, side ears are long and pointed.

In this scorched earth, the quiet kneeling man, holding the hilt of the sword, pierced his heart, as if begging for atonement.

When Lin Jie's footsteps sounded in the silence, he suddenly raised his head and sighed.

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