First Player Chapter 310

   Chapter 310 Chapter 307 "Van Dylan and His Kingdom of Heaven"

   The red light is bright.

   At the moment when the memory stone was activated, a dazzling red light surrounded him.

  Su Ming'an felt his body light up, and then, the vision in front of him changed, as if he had suddenly changed places.

In front of    is a floor-to-ceiling window, surrounded by a garden filled with sunlight. "He" was standing in the red carpet-covered room, holding the pendant on his chest, as if waiting for someone.

  ...This should be Su Rin's memory.

  Su Mingan tried to move, but found that he couldn't move. He seemed to be confined in this past body and could only look out through Su Rin's eyes.

  Suddenly, the vision in front of him began to shift, it should be Su Rin turning his head.

  Su Ming'an saw the luxurious interior. This was a room full of books, with floating crystal **** and quills in the corners, and the emblem of the Yate Empire on the wall.

   There was a light knock on the door, and then, a splendid blond hair slowly entered his field of vision.

   "Rin." Saya smiled slightly, her posture still like the most dignified eldest lady: "I didn't expect you to invite me to the manor."

   The moment he heard her words, Su Mingan realized this time point.

  Su Rin invited Saya to the manor.

   This is also the time node that changed Saya's life.

   "Saya, come and have a look." Su Rin said with a gentle voice.

   On his desk, a book was spread out.

  Saya walked over slowly.

   "This is... "The Oracle" written by Van Dylan?" She blinked: "It's amazing, Rin. I heard that this book is full of obscure medieval languages, but you can actually understand it."

"There's nothing you can't understand." Su Rin said softly, "A book is something that communicates with your heart. When your heart is connected with the oracle in the book... You don't need to read hard, you can understand what Van Dylan wrote at the time. The mood of this book."

   "Painful and struggling, despairing and free." He summed up softly: "The world is like a huge amber, and he is a solidified person who is permanently struggling in it."

  Saya nodded: "I have heard the story of Van Dylan."

   "Can you talk to me?" Su Rin said.

  Saya coughed lightly:

   "I heard that the priest Van Dylan 300 years ago released white doves before the church was burned down.

   He did not escape from the fire, but instead sang hard, saying that he had already run to heaven with the white dove, and obtained supreme freedom. "Saya said, "However, the knights of the church saved him from dying in the fire." The immortal Van Dylan should have been happy because of this, but he was unhappy all his life... He said that his soul had returned like the kingdom of heaven, and what was left was only the body frozen by the world. "

"—He wrote this oracle with a broken heart, and let him who has already flown into the kingdom of heaven pass it on to people through that body. The kingdom of heaven still exists, and he will write honorable names for great people..." Su Rin smiled: " He is a soul imprisoned by the world, an existence hindered by the body. The kingdom of heaven is not a place to accept the dead, but a place for a noble soul like him…”

"Rin, I'm glad you shared this book with me." Saya's face showed a decent smile, mixed with a hint of shyness: "Now, my understanding of this book is too superficial, I will be sure in the future. Will read this book carefully."

  Su Mingan looked at Saya carefully through Su Rin's eyes.

  Saya still looked a little immature at this time, with a little baby fat on her face.

   I don't know how many years ago this happened, but it shouldn't be long, Saya's appearance is not much different from when she was on the boat.

  Su Mingan observed for a while, and gradually found that Su Rin's behavior was completely different from normal people.

In his conversations with Saya, he acted like an extremely book-loving reader, able to quote the right sentence on any topic, and at the same time, he seemed to be a staunch priest whose words were mixed with Saya's inducement to induce her to understand the gods in his mouth.

   His way of speaking was gentle and restrained, mixed with a frenzy that even made Su Mingan feel a little frightened. It seemed that Saya in front of him was a little bit against his intentions, and he would suddenly change his face.

   But Su Rin has a good grasp of the topic.

  This conversation seems quite calm on the surface.

   After a few more words with Saya, Su Rin smiled.

   "Saya, do you think immortality is a good thing for humans?" Su Rin asked her softly.

"Should... be." Saya said: "Live forever, watch the world for a long time, watch the changes of the world as an immortal, and don't have to be troubled by lifespan and health problems. For the progress and long-term development of human beings. In terms of development, I think it is a good thing.”

   Su Rin had a smile in his eyes.

   "Saya, do you want to live forever?" he asked.

  Saya's eyes froze slightly.

   "Does Rin want to live forever?" she asked.

"think."

   "What a coincidence." Saya laughed: "If Rin thinks, I think too."

   She smiled very gently, the warm light shining on her golden hair, and the side face was brightened by the warm orange light by the window.

   Her facial features are bright and gentle, and her temperament is not ordinary, like a princess who walked out of a castle in a fairy tale. Just standing quietly on the red carpet, bathed in sunlight, as if glowing from the inside out.

   After pondering for a moment, she said softly, "A long life... If I have the company of others, I don't think it's lonely."

  Su Rin looked at her and smiled.

  Saya suddenly took a half step back without warning.

   "Rin." She said softly, "Why are you looking at me like that."

"What's wrong with me?"

  "..." Saya took another half step back.

   A look of fear suddenly appeared on the pretty face that was moist with a gentle smile.

   She saw that Su Rin, who was smiling originally, had a blood-red luster flowing in her eyes.

   "Rin, your eyes..." She suddenly realized what the color meant.

  Red eyes, soul clan.

  Saya, who is still young, doesn't understand why Rin is a soul clan.

   "What's wrong?" Su Rin stretched out her white-gloved hand.

   Facing the girl who seemed to be born with light, he drew the curtain on the side to block the dazzling sunlight and made a standard invitation.

   "Miss Saya, live with me forever." He said, "You have already agreed to my invitation."

  Saya screamed, then turned and ran away.

   The lights flickered on the pedestal, and a very long shadow was drawn behind the fleeing girl.

  Su Rin looked puzzled.

   "Miss Saya?" he called softly.

  Saya ran for the door, her long blond hair draped behind her, dazzling her eyes in the warm light.

  Su Rin followed up unhurriedly, as if he had expected the ending.

   "Miss Saya, walk slowly and be careful with your feet." Su Rin's footsteps were not in a hurry, but extremely fast.

   The blood light reflected in his eyes, he followed the girl's footsteps all the way, and gently pressed his hand on her shoulder.

   His fingers turned into claws, stabbing into his own heart.

  Golden liquid dripped from his fingertips, and he pressed Saya gently, but it seemed effortless, like holding down a guinea pig.

   The lights flickered.

   Black shadows swayed on the wall, like a giant beast lurking in the night began to appear.

  The breeze blew through the pages of the book spread out in the room. Between the pages, there was a note from Su Rin on the title page:

  【And still die. 】

  【…I will be famous forever. 】

   "Van Dylan's body is dead."

   "And his soul, like being imprisoned by the world, cannot ascend to the kingdom of heaven."

   "He lived unhappily, like a coelenterate living in simple physiological functions."

   "The knight who rescued him found beautiful flowers and precious treasures for him, but he abandoned them."

   "In extreme despair and struggle, he wrote the Oracle."

   "He imagined that the deceased self had ascended to the kingdom of heaven and coexisted with the gods, and this body on the earth was his messenger, and he wanted to write glory for the world."

   "He wrote a glorious name for himself in the kingdom of heaven, and delivered an oracle for the mortal body."

   "His poetic pen will endure his good name."

   "Since then, he has seen the meaning of dormancy and pain."

   "His body is there to transmit brilliance."

   "He shall still die."

   "But the radiance of the kingdom of heaven will keep him famous."

   "But Van Dylan he doesn't know..."

   With a "pop", Su Rin closed the book in her hand.

   He faced Saya who was lying on the ground, and said extremely frenzied sentences in a very soft tone.

   "The gods are clearly dead."

   "He who ascended to heaven, who gained eternal life, and who was blessed by the world."

   "I thought I heard someone's words, but after all, it was just a mortal body breathing."

   “…Illusions do not become real.”

   "He is so desperate, so full of hope, so struggling, and so free." Su Rin said, pulling the curtain aside:

   "...It's just an ordinary creature born to die."

   "His folly is worthless, and only the fools of the future will preach his false reputation."

   He turned his head and looked at Saya who slowly got up.

   "Do you understand the ending of this story? Saya."

  Saya opened her eyes.

  It was a pair of blood red eyes.

   Memories end here.

   In this picture, the last thing Su Mingan saw was Saya's eyes that seemed to have lost her soul.

   is very much like Van Dylan, whose soul is imprisoned by this world in the story.

  【Eternal life is the most demanding shackle. 】

   This is a blood-red record he saw on Su Rin's notebook.

   When he returned to his body and saw the familiar white wall of the Praia building in front of him, the blood-red memory stone in his hand shattered.

   The blood light dissipated in front of his eyes, and he felt a little heavy.

   Looking at this memory, he can draw a definite conclusion.

  This Su Rin…

   Really looking straight ahead, looking back, 360 degrees spiral back and forth,

   is not a good person.

   He tricked Saya to come to the manor, transformed her, and changed her life.

   Moreover, according to this memory, Su Rin has obviously planned for a long time, and even has plans in the future.

   The story of Van Dylan in Su Rin's mouth can clearly reflect a lot of things.

  Su Ming'an paused for a moment and took a step forward.

  Su Rin's memory contains many things.

   But at present, Su Mingan's top priority is to go to the soul hunting camp to sign up.

   "Ding dong!"

  The system prompt sounds.

   [After contacting the identity information of "Su Rin", the Su Rin identity panel has been opened. 】

  【Name: Su Rin

  Special abilities: transformation (mastered how to use it), confusion (unlocked by clearing the first level of "The Devil and the Brave"), control barrier (unlocked by clearing the third level of "The Devil and the Brave")]

   ["Su Rin" related abilities will be unlocked in the player's personal night game session "The Demon King and the Brave". 】

…what?

  Su Mingan glanced at the system prompt, but did not understand what this person's night game session was.

Is    a branch copy of an independent space?

   Looking at this time prompt, it is estimated that the specific content will not be known until the evening.

  He watched a memory here, but the time outside was not static. It was almost night now.

   After walking for a while, he saw a somewhat desolate soul hunting registration point. The person in charge of registration fell asleep on the table, and there was no one in line at the table.

   is now the third day of the dungeon, and players have generally completed registration.

  Su Ming'an looked around the circle and tapped on the table: "Sign up."

  The middle-aged man with a shaggy beard raised his head sleepily: "Name, ability direction, fill in the form by yourself, and go to the back room at the faction point exchange office... eh?"

   He glanced at Su Ming'an and suddenly regained his spirits.

   "Boy, why do I look so familiar to you...?"

  Su Mingan was stunned.

   The middle-aged man rubbed his eyes and looked around him again.

   After thinking for a moment, the middle-aged man gave up his memories, and his tone became cold again.

   "Forget it, I can't remember. Sign up for Soul Hunting, right? Fill out the form next to it."

  Su Ming'an filled out the form and took out the duke's forged identity certificate.

   "...Is it the Soul Hunter of the Yate Empire?" Looking at the letter of proof, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Wait... S-Class Soul Hunter?? Great!"

  The originally lazy middle-aged man suddenly turned 180 degrees.

   As if seeing his long-lost relatives, he leaned forward abruptly, wanting to hold Su Ming'an's hands:

"Sir...S-rank Soul Hunter!" He said in a serious tone: "It just so happens that there is a very important hidden mission to be handed over to you...because the location of that mission is a bit embarrassing, this job has never been taken over, I It's just right for you."

   "Where?" Su Mingan was a little curious.

  The location is awkward? Is it the King City?

   "Flower Street." The middle-aged man said word by word.

  Su Ming'an: "…"

  Su Ming'an: "Am I just right?"

   (end of this chapter)

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