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war3. The Frozen Throne Chapter 15 The soul returns, but the spirit no longer exists

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    Panting, he couldn't tell whether the moisture spurting out of his mouth was snow or blood.

    Exhausted, his heart beat like a drum, but he still had to fight with his sword. The steel armor was already in tatters, and the blood dyed the white gauze red, but he still held on to his breath and refused to fall.

    This time it¡¯s the enemy, unlike any other time.  Climbing up from the grave, bursting out of the flesh and blood, endlessly killing and beheading, even the broken head will revive and stand up in the next moment.  He never thought that after being endowed with bloodthirsty thirst, the bones of the deserted grave that he crushed under his feet in the wilderness would become so terrifying. They were simply the natural enemies of all living things.

    Even those scary big green guys will have a headache for a long time when facing this kind of enemy.  The old warrior with white beard and double temples had such a thought and reluctantly held up his sword to hold on, holding on tiredly. For some reason, his whole life flashed through his mind.

    It¡¯s time to be young, and because of the desire to get rid of the hopeless future of his father¡¯s farming life, he participated in the selection of the Kingdom¡¯s army with passion.

    When I was twenty years old, my enemies were the elf tribes all over the forest. Those weak jackals and kobolds didn¡¯t have enough intelligence, but they had a reproductive power that was astonishing even to humans. Often, a winter¡¯s cultivation would cause several  growth of.  Those monsters traveled along the trade routes, robbing, murdering, and even cannibalizing people. Although I thought they were dirty and disgusting at the time, now that I think about it, they are really weak and vulnerable.

    On the day when he was twenty-five years old, he was selected into the "First Legion" by virtue of his achievements in destroying the lair of spirits. He was awarded the most orthodox military swordsmanship in Lordaeron. His enemies changed from monsters to his own kind - bandits.  , members of various evil organizations intent on subverting the kingdom, including privately formed armies, spellcasters who manipulate arcane magic, and even some fallen priests.

    Time flies, and the years fly by.  After countless near-death experiences, his swordsmanship and martial arts skills improved rapidly, and he successfully passed the assessment. He was promoted again and became a squad leader leading fifteen soldiers. He met her again,  Getting promoted and famous, marrying a wife and having children, for a farmer's son born in the countryside, the most glorious days in his life are nothing more than that.

    I originally thought that facing the most powerful opponent in this life would be nothing more than this, untilthat nightmare came.

    The green monsters are turbid, dark green, and their bodies are full of stench. They roar and come from nowhere. The long swords pierce their strong bodies like tough and seasoned cowhide, and they cannot get even an inch; they have no armor or weapons.  , they waved their fists the size of casseroles and beat people's lungs to the ground. They were tireless and fearless of life and death. They followed a kind of blood-red kind, fighting and invading the world.

    People call this war the "Second War". It may be ridiculous to compare these green-skinned monsters with the Burning Legion that destroyed the world, but what happened at that time is unlucky.

    Located in the south of Azeroth, the most powerful "First Kingdom" of mankind has been destroyed, and the ground is covered with blood for thousands of miles.  Even Quel'Thalas, the elven kingdom far away in the corner of the continent, was also plundered.

    Even several provinces in the south of Lordaeron suffered the same fate.  And the "First Legion" he belonged to was struggling on the edge of life and death, often having to sacrifice more than two elite warriors to seriously injure an orc.  Even in the dream, it was all green. Recalling the hardships of those days and nights, it was simply the torture of hell.

    I vaguely remember what the bard sung, "When the people are in trouble, heroes emerge at the right time." I don't know whether this sentence is true or not, but when I really can't hold on any longer, that person really appears.

    Named "Lotha" and called a hero, I still remember the figure of the knight dripping with blood but heroically rushing towards the enemy.  All the armies gathered from all directions, united as one, and finally gathered under his banner. Following his footsteps, they counterattacked step by step. The Alliance soldiers who counterattacked step by step drove away the green-skinned orcs.  After chasing from Lordaeron in the north of the continent to the ruins of the First Kingdom in the south, and crossing most of the human kingdom, a red-skinned orc leader named "Doomhammer" was severely injured at the cost of the hero's life.  Thus conquering the last level of fortress of these monsters-"Black Stone Tower".

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUTOUT OFF THE COMMENTS  Tombstones and dead bones are piled up all over Azeroth and Lordaeron, both their own and those of the enemy The winner will live in mourning, while the loser will die without a name.

    The memories are over, and blood is everywhere.

    "Hiss¡ª¡ª"

    With this soft sound like cracking silk, the aging warrior suddenly woke up and raised his head, only to realize that the situation had become extremely bad.  Ahead is a vast expanse of white snow, with endless skeletons slowly pushing up, surrounding themselves.Among them, the surrounding robes were already lying on the ground motionless.

    He subconsciously drew his backhand, and the sword light swept across like lightning, instantly smashing into pieces the skeleton soldier who had slashed his shoulder.  But at the same time, the warrior's body couldn't help but swayed, and he felt that his vision was sometimes hazy and sometimes clear. The sky and the earth were covered with a light layer of blood red, and there seemed to be countless strange shadows shaking, including skeletons and jackals.  And the orcs andhimself.

    "People are getting old" He sighed secretly, tried his best to swing the long sword around, and split the surrounding bones into pieces with a "Whirlwind Slash".  However, this imitation ability did not have the ability to protect the body with anger. He himself was stabbed with seven or eight bloody wounds at the same time. Unfortunately, one of the knife hit the heart of the right lower armpit.

    As the source of vitality in the body depleted, all the strength in the body drained away from the chest bit by bit. He tried his best to open his mouth but could only make a strange sound of "ho ho". In the mind of the dying old man, countless fragmented pictures appeared and disappeared, but for some unknown reason,  Recalling the deepest softness in my heart.

    The childlike figure running towards him, in the blink of an eye, the familiar person grew up little by little, and turned into the kneeling posture that day when he was wearing a wedding dress and begging for permission to have a relationship with his sweetheart. What was burned into his heart in the end was  As he walked away alone in despair and tears, a long and narrow shadow was trailing on the ground.

    "Go back to my hometownsee her." This veteran who crawled out from the dead had such a humble desire at the last moment of his life.

    The body fell into a pool of blood, but the soul floated upwards. There was a vague source of light that was attracting and pulling, as if it was the door to heaven preached by the Holy Light Church pastor. Looking down, there were countless identical phantoms like thousands of stars.  Like a shooting star, it turns into dots of light and shadow and falls into it.

    The old man¡¯s soul that should have entered it was slightly stagnant, and a distant and faint voice sounded in his ears.

    "You want to take revenge on the undead that killed you Do you want to see your relatives in your hometown for the last time?" The former left him indifferent, but the latter sentence made his ghost couldn't help but turn his head and look at the source of the sound.

    That was the direction of the forces of the undead from natural disasters during his lifetime. Mixed among a group of black-robed cultists, there was the figure of a frail young man.

    People from another worldpsychicspossessionpromisesdeals

    But with some mysterious power, two souls from different worlds were slightly attuned. The collision of memories in the soul allowed both parties to flash through thousands of broken pictures in an instant, and understand each other's essence and needs.

    So, a moment later, the meteor that could not be seen with the naked eye turned into light and fell into the boy's body.  A new reincarnation adventurer from another world has inherited the legacy of a warrior he never knew.

    It is a "legacy" in the true sense, a life of magnificent experiences, assiduously practiced swordsmanship and martial arts, unforgettable love and hatred until death, and a request to "see my daughter."

    This memory is too profound and too complicated. Even if there are professional psychic techniques to extract and classify it and erase all the useless and complicated trivialities, the remaining half of the essence will still make it difficult for those who are involved in psychic techniques for the first time.  The young man's body swayed, he had a splitting headache and almost fell down.

    What¡¯s even more troublesome is that a certain Curse Cultist on the side happened to look sideways, and when he saw this, he subconsciously wanted to come over to investigate the situation, but unexpectedly he saw a pair of scarlet eyes that looked like blood.

    "ah¡ª¡ª"

    He only had time to scream, but the murderous intention from the dead solidified into substance, and the hatred for natural disasters condensed on the innocent man. The color of blood almost became an illusion, leaving his brain blank and his limbs  It was like being pinched by a huge invisible hand, and the whole person was so oppressed by this sight that he could not move.

    ¡°Ho ho¡­¡±

    And where the cursed cultist couldn't see him, in a corner covered by heavy snow, Rorschach let out a deep beast-like gasp. The veins on his arms were twisted and bulging, and his palms were pressed against his waist.  On the short blade, almost the next moment he would draw his sword and strike.  But the next moment, a white hand suddenly touched his shoulder gently. The unexpected and unfamiliar contact made him suddenly startled, and then he woke up.

    Luo Xia turned his head and saw a cold face half-covered by gauze.  But it was the tall and slim mysterious woman - "Farina". She was looking over with concern with her blue eyes. She leaned over and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you? I mean your eyes?"

    This understatement question has actually been holding in her mind all morning.  Because it was just a short night, this undercover agent from Lordaeron changed his clothes. Apart from the hooded robe and veil of the cursed sect, his eyes were also covered with a thick layer like a blind man for some reason.  ClosedWith his black belt and the cloak that covered his whole body, he looked like a newly unearthed mummy wrapped in strips of cloth. I really don¡¯t know how he could identify the direction and arrive at the battlefield smoothly.

    The most important thing is that this sudden change reminded her of the red beam of light that tore through the night and penetrated the sky last night.  As far as she knewaccording to the afterthoughts of the senior mage within the natural disaster, one of the seven most likely origins of the "blazing light" with astonishing lethality but no arcane fluctuations was where the young man in front of him lived.  cabin.

    She certainly didn¡¯t think that an ordinary person without any magic power could unleash an arcane impact comparable to the Kirin Tor Archmage¡¯s full blow, even if he had magic items.  In the world view of Azeroth, the more powerful the item is, the higher the quality requirements for the user itself. Even if it is an artifact with its own eternal energy, it does not need to extract the user's power when it is released, but it is infinite when used.  The endless torrent of energy, without the guidance of a strong will, is as difficult as standing alone on a small raft built by Robinson Crusoe and using a bamboo chopstick to stir up the violent currents of the Indian Ocean during summer tropical storms.  Regardless, the user is definitely the result of the ship being destroyed in the first place.

    In this world, the savior "Orc Prophet Thrall" in the follow-up work "Burning Earth" in the same series is a typical example. He was originally the most powerful shaman in Azeroth, and his soul is in "  During the event "The Fall of Twilight", he traveled through the four elemental planes, experienced the tearing and reorganization of "wind, earth, water and fire" and became a hundred times tougher. The various protagonist halo blessings on his body can only be limited with the help of the four dragon kings.  He harnessed the power of the "Dragon Soul" and successfully ended the world-destroying dragon "Corrupted Deathwing".

    What Falina is worried about is whether there is a skilled mage lurking behind Rorschach.  A spellcaster with profound knowledge and wisdom, his one-on-one frontal strength may not be stronger than that of a battlefield paladin like Alsace, but his flexibility is more than a hundred times higher. Once teleportation, invisibility, charm, and illusion are used skillfully,  It would be much more terrifying than any spy master and scout agent combined.

    Luo Xia didn't think so much. He just turned his head and replied calmly: "The eyes I don't know what's going on. It's probably a side effect of using spells for several days to overdraw my vitality. In short, I can't see as soon as I wake up."  It hurts so much when exposed to light It seems that I need more help from you for the next thing."

    Falina was stunned when she heard this, her eyes suddenly flickered, and she looked straight at the black belt covering her eyes. Seeing that Rorschach had no reaction, she answered after a while: "Since we have become allies of course I will  Try your best"

    She frowned, and then said tentatively: "In that case, how about I arrange for two reliable men to protect you temporarily? You should need someone to take care of you now, right?"

    To her surprise, Rorschach seemed to be completely devastated by his sudden blindness. He simply nodded and stopped responding.  Falina had no choice but to summon two of the Cursed Cult's subordinates and give them some instructions. Then she turned around and saw that Rorschach was like a wooden stake, standing alone and motionless under the heavy snow. She finally lost her patience and found someone.  Just excuse yourself and leave.

    As the woman's figure disappeared into the vast snow, a mocking expression appeared on Rorschach's covered face.

    His eyes are naturally not blind, but they are not much better.

    The root of the problem is still the bronze-level card of "Mutant Gene Mutation".  It's not that something went wrong in the process of strengthening Rorschach's bad luck. On the contrary, his luck couldn't be better. Although he didn't get the mind control of "Professor X", the leader of good and evil mutants, or the magnetism of "Magneto"  Manipulate that top-notch universal ability, but it is only slightly inferior; in a sense, it is more powerful than the "self-healing factor" of the movie protagonist "Wolverine" in a frontal battle.

    The source of the mutant power he caused is precisely the bleak performance in the "X-Men" movie, and the limelight was stolen by Wolverine, but he has become the protagonist of the same series of comics - "Cyclops".  Its unique ability is called "Optical Violence". It emits impactful red light directly from the eyes to attack the enemy with point-breaking points. In terms of pure penetrating power, it is enough to penetrate a reinforced concrete military barrier in one shot.  And his power is different from other X-Men who consume vitality. The real source is sunlight, and the body is just a transit medium. The ability is triggered through the chemical reaction of the eyes. In other words, as long as he can open his eyes, even if  In a state of delirious sleep, the red light source will still be freely emitted. Before blinking due to fatigue, the length of the light will never end, and can even be traced back to outer space tens of thousands of meters away.

    However, it is precisely because the fundamental source of this power does not lie in oneself.On his body, Cyclops cannot control his own superpowers at will like others, and cannot even switch on and off freely. He can only wear special ruby ??stone goggles.  The other end of the glasses is connected to the lobe layer of the brain. Every time it is turned on and the amount of power output needs to be adjusted through the button connected to the palm of the hand, so once the glasses are taken away, unless you want to open your eyes and kill people everywhere  , just close your eyes and let others beat you.

    Unfortunately, there is no such thing as the main god's ball of light in the infinite space. The sources of various abilities come directly from the major mission worlds, and the flaws will not be discarded, nor will they be weakened or mutated.  In other words, the enhanced nature of the adventurer will fully inherit the advantages and disadvantages. Vampires must be afraid of sunlight, and Superman must be restrained by kryptonite.  The mutant ability that Rorschach has now acquired must also have the disadvantage of being difficult to control, so when he opened his eyes for the first time after the enhancement, he knew that something was wrong. However, even if he was extremely resistant in his heart, it was difficult to avoid the light shining through.  Before he could react and close his eyes, he had already caused chaos throughout the night.

    Fortunately, in the process of inducing this mutant power, the initial light is invisible and qualityless. It needs the red spectrum of nature to turn into actual lethality. Therefore, as long as the user closes his eyes, he does not have to worry about the tragedy of light shining through his eyes.  .  However, for a person who has been accustomed to a normal life for more than ten years, it is impossible to suppress the instinct of blinking and opening all the time. Although Rorschach could not find red quartz glasses that absorb red, black also has the property of absorbing and filtering light.  , he had to find a piece of black curtain to cover his eyes so that the red color would not come into contact with his eyes, and he temporarily calmed down.

    ?????????????????????????????? Rorschach¡¯s eyesight has been disabled, and escaping from a ghost town that is severely affected by natural disasters in a blind state is as difficult as climbing to the sky. After thinking about it, he finally found another way.

    There is another black iron-level ability card "Psychic" in his hand that he abandoned.  Although the ability conferred by this card is not strong, it has another unique mystery. Even in the initial stage, you can communicate with the spirits wandering in nature and reach a contract, thereby obtaining a "possessed spirit".  Because the psychic and the holding spirit originate from the intimate connection of soul unity, the psychic can share all the senses and inner troubles of the "holding spirit" even in ordinary daily life when they are not integrated.

    The so-called "all senses" naturally include vision. Although the vision of the undead is not as colorful as that of living people, and it is all gray before entering the eyes, it is still much better than that of the blind.  As for the ghost Apart from the hospital where everyone is miserable all day long, where else can there be more battlefields where life and death are fought?  So Rorschach finally groped his way to the battlefield and waited silently since early in the morning, just to find a dead veteran who was willing to make a contract.

    "But this posture of holding a spirit is different from what I imagined." Luo Xia, who was bathing in the heavy snow and using his psychic ability for the first time, vaguely felt a flow of energy deep in his body.  This kind of cold and spiritual thing is different from the physical subtleties of martial arts internal force flowing through the meridians and heart, but a deeper level, the mysterious junction of metaphysical body and spirit.  He could even touch the transparent old figure that had disappeared deep in his heart, and he instinctively knew that he could be one with it at any time and exert the true power of the psychic called "possession". But the more he did, the more he  Instead, he became even more confused.

    Because - in his perception, the soul of the warrior in his body was unconscious, like a wooden puppet. Even though it still retained a lifetime of memories and instincts, the "heart" containing the seven emotions and six desires within it had long since disappeared.

    The "Psychic Man" system he obtained originated from the once popular comic "Shaman King".  In the world view of this comic, there is a group of "psychics" that have been passed down since ancient times. The so-called psychics actually refer to people who can communicate with elves in mythology, the immortal spirits of great people in history, and even ethereal gods. They  Miracles from the past can be recreated through the wisdom and power of the soul.  It's just that although these people with incredible superpowers are powerful, they have the disadvantage of being unable to feed themselves back. The only way to solve it is to obtain the power of the "Elf King" that only appears briefly every five hundred years, and then sublimate it into a single thought that changes the world and the "Elf King".  The "Shaman King" who is no different from "God", and the main line of the entire story is actually a series of thrilling battles and adventures that the protagonist Asakura Ye embarks on in order to become the Shaman King.

    Just like the vast number of students in China who like to enrich their extracurricular life, Luo Xia once read that quite interesting work in his spare time. But it was precisely because of this that he could easily feel the connection between himself and the protagonists.  Different, or in other words - holding a different spirit.

    In the original story, the protagonist Asakura Ye's first spirit holding "Amitamaru" - a thousand-man-killing samurai from the Warring States Period known as the "murderer", after three hundred years of wind and rain,  From the moment he appeared on Asakura Ye's body, he has shown superb and powerful martial arts, even in his normal soul state.??The memories of the past are retained, and even the arrogance of the samurai has been inherited. The emotions of joy, anger, sadness, joy, etc. in daily life are no different from ordinary people.

    But when it came to Rorschach, apart from being overwhelmed by the majestic memory when he was being accommodated for the first time, he didn't feel any other influence. It was as if there was just a body in the body, and there was nothing about it inside.  The emotional spirituality has long since dissipated.

    "I remember Amitamaru once left a name in the history of his own plane. Later, he almost became a 'Buddha' because of his obsession. Is it because of the difference in the essence of historical heroes and mortal spirits?" Rorschach  I just thought about it casually and didn't really worry about this issue.  In fact, he feels that this is a good thing. After all, he is not one of those protagonists who likes to show off with "grandpa". Although his personality is open-minded, he really can't bear any privacy when he is eating, bathing and sleeping.  They have to be spied on by an old ghost all day long.

    Andthere are more important things to do next.

    Luo Xia raised her head slightly, skipping the heavy snow drifting in the sky, and looked at the graceful figure in the distance, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

    This sudden snowstorm became more and more powerful, forcing the human side to withdraw its troops early, and the undead would naturally not pursue them.  However, as the endless crowd receded, no one noticed that a smart and small shadow flew out from a cuff, and then quietly slipped into the ground, arching out a shallow thin line along the route under the soil layer.  The ground followed the army and flew away quickly.

    The battle during the day has ended, and the conspiracy under the night has just begun.
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