I'm Really Not The Demon God's Lackey Chapter 78

In front of Lin Jie’s eyes was a vast expanse of scorched earth.

The endless pitch-black land is full of cracks, the lava below flows slowly, faintly flashing red light, the sky is covered by thick clouds, and lightning bolts are raging in it.

The huge collapsed ruins are hundreds of meters high, and the overall scope cannot be judged. The remnants of the buildings still have the outlines of their former glory. On this land, they are like wounded giant beasts, still breathing.

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

In the farther sky, there is a gray mist that is almost connected with the clouds in the sky. This mist is like a living thing, constantly tumbling and flowing, vaguely distorted into strange shapes.

Standing on this piece of scorched earth, I can hear the murmurs and roars like the wind coming from the fog.

“What is this time? RPG? Boss battle scene?”

Lin Jie grunted and looked around.

According to Freud’s “The Interpretation of Dreams” I read last time, dreams are the manifestation of subconscious desires.

Could he understand that since time travel, he hasn’t played games for so long that even his dreams began to show this desire.

If this is the case, then he can’t help it. It’s not a question of whether he wants to or not. It’s because the hardware situation is completely unacceptable. Nuojin is a backward game industry. It is thankful that he can play Xiaobawang now…

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

When I think about it this way, I feel more and more that after a while, as soon as the symphony BGM plays, there will be a big boss with a stylish and full of style.

He walked thoughtfully to one of the colonnades, and reached out to pick up a fragment of masonry.

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

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

“However… the style and style of this decoration is inexplicably familiar.”

Lin Jie narrowed his eyes, stroked the fragment, wiped off some stains on it, and carefully looked at the decorations on it.

An instinctive intuition and years of experience made him make an instant judgment——

The long sword sent by Joseph!

Although the overall shapes of the two decorations are not the same, and the pattern on this fragment is even incomplete, ordinary people can only feel that they are equally gorgeous at a glance, and cannot tell why.

But Lin Jie is a professional.

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

During the field research, I came across some weird and unique local art. Some places were incompletely preserved, so I had to restore it myself.

By the way, because there are many overlaps in humanities research fields, Lin Jie is sometimes even pulled by the archeology major next door to fill in the job.

He is very sensitive to the style of these decorations, and he found some similarities in skill and style between the two at a glance. It can be concluded that the decorations on the long sword and the building stones have the same root and the same origin.

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

“From this point of view, it’s really subconscious, putting everything I’ve experienced recently into my dreams.”

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

The direction of the collapse of the ruins is regular and radial, falling down like dominoes, with a very obvious center, and all the buildings form a shape like a basin.

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

Those charred buildings basically broke when they were broken, and they fell down with a clatter.

Lin Jie even used too much force once, causing a whole area of ​​buildings to collapse and turn into ashes.

This feeling of destroying a thing is like kneading instant noodles in a supermarket. It has a different kind of pleasure, and I even want to do it several times.

“The dream this time is really two extremes from the last time, and the map is wider, but it’s still very interesting, and… unexpectedly realistic.”

Lin Jie looked at the rising dust in front of him, touched his chin, and was a little worried: “Oh, I can only experience the VR version of the RPG scene in my dream, just enjoy it.”

However, this kind of exploration was not without results. Later, he found many corpses among the ruins and scorched earth.

Although most of them have already merged with the ruins, even in a “kneaded” state, there are still a few that are relatively complete.

Lin Jie squatted down and looked at the corpse lying on its side in a twisted posture in the corner, his pupils shrank, and his gaze was fixed on the corpse’s ears.

It shouldn’t be an illusion, the corpse’s ears are longer than usual.

Lin Jie turned the corpse over calmly.

“Hmm… It’s more obvious from the front. These ears are not of normal length.”

Lin Jie tried to touch the corpse’s ears, and the touch was unexpectedly soft. There was normal cartilage in the middle, which was connected to the head, not a decoration.

That is to say, the physiological structure is like this.

Elf?

Lin Jie remembered a guest he had received not long ago, that very beautiful elf COS lady.

He stood up and patted the dirty things on his hands, and murmured: “It seems that this dream is indeed a hodgepodge of subconsciousness.”

It seems that his recent thoughts have complicated his dreams.

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

He felt the extraordinary connection between these things, which gave him the feeling of doing research in a remote village for a long time, so he wrote down all these things, thinking that he would draw when he woke up. It may provide some inspiration for the reshaping of the historical significance of the Doris family emblem.

Finally, Lin Jie stepped over many mounds of gravel and rubble, stood on the collapsed white stairs, and saw the radiating center of the ruins.

It was a wide and broken platform, with thin golden lines drawn on the platform, and it was unclear whether it was black stones or piled corpses. The huge golden dome above it had been broken in half, and the remaining half was inserted into the Among the scorched earth.

In the center is a tall man in armor kneeling on the ground.

A long sword was being inserted into his heart, like a wedge fixing his slanted body to the ground.

His long blond hair flowed down to the ground like a waterfall, as if shining with light. He wore a laurel crown on his head, and the armor on his body had graceful and smooth lines, outlining a slender and vigorous figure, with long and pointed ears on the side.

In this piece of scorched earth, the person who knelt quietly held his sword hilt upside down and pierced his heart, as if he was begging for atonement for someone.

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

“My Savior, where the exiled souls have waited for ages—”