The square is very big, and the rain is very urgent. Lu Zhengkang watched the water droplets converge into water, flowing wantonly on the statue, spreading on the ground of the square, and gathering in the cracks of the floor tiles into small ditches, reflecting the cold light, as bright as ice.

This scene is like his dream, a dream about his hometown.

There is also perennial rain, pedestrians and man-made buildings face the water drops from the sky, the umbrella is hit to crackle, intermingled with the disordered wind, the raindrops blow into the small space under the umbrella, wet the pedestrian's clothes, or even wet the face.

It will never be a pleasant experience, but it will be memorable enough.

Lu Zhengkang is in a trance in the rain, and his complicated thinking is gradually clear. He seems to have found the great motivation to move forward in this life. This awareness makes the terrible energy hidden in his soul more cordial and more smooth in control.

Sometimes, inner practice will bring about changes in reality.

Lu Zhengkang regained his spirit and began to search for the holy place of soul.

He vaguely remembers that under the sanctuary of the soul there is a collector who buys antiques, such as wanderer's diary, such as the seal of the holy nest, the statue of the king, and of course the most precious mysterious egg. The purchase price is fair and he is a decent one.

There is a road sign in the collector's shop. Lu Zhengkang found the road sign under a strange looking tower.

It seems that the tower is merged with the upper platform. It should be a mosaic of the two buildings. Not surprisingly, the upper platform is the sanctuary of the soul.

Enter the tower, take the elevator up to the collector's cabin.

The collector is a strange looking insect with long and short horns, and the beard like body structure on his face is extremely luxuriant. He drags it directly to the ground. He looks like a strange old man in a cloak, but his voice is still young.

"Another guest, welcome." He wasn't warm or cold.

Lu Zhengkang asked him, "who else has been here recently?"

The collector sighed, as if he was helpless with Lu Zhengkang's curiosity. However, he patiently answered the question, "recently, a little man often comes here. He can always find many things like wanderer's diary. There are so many things. My shop is too busy."

"Little man? Is he wearing a big mask with two horns on his head? "

"Do you know each other?"

Lu Zhengkang replied ambiguously, "in a sense, yes, I know him, but he doesn't know me."

"That's strange. Guest, our shop has been buying antiques for a long time, which are useless things. If you have them, I will buy them at a reasonable price. "

"It's a pity that I don't. is the sanctuary of the soul on it?"

"Well, yes, it's a lot quieter recently. I don't know what happened. You can go if you want. Be careful."

The collector did not want to talk to Lu zhengkangduo any more, so he turned and went into the inner room.

Lu Zhengkang also felt that he was impatient and impolite. He was really distracted. He was very happy to hear the news from the little knight.

Real players will empathize with the protagonist in the game, and will put themselves into the identity of the protagonist, so they will identify with the protagonist. Lu Zhengkang loves the little knight, the protagonist of the empty knight. If he has the ability, he will try his best to help the little knight and share his pathetic fate.

According to the collectors, it seems that the little knight has been to the soul sanctuary, so will he still be there? Or have you gone to the next destination?

With a kind of expectation, Lu Zhengkang climbed the tower in a hurry.

Along the way, it was really clean. The bodies of Susheng's insects were lying on the ground. It seemed that they were killed again. The wound is very simple and sharp. Lu Zhengkang's heart is in full bloom. This accurate and lethal sword skill is absolutely empty knight!

The little knight is delicate and weak. It doesn't hurt much to cut people.

Along the way, all kinds of mechanism doors were opened, and Lu Zhengkang walked unimpeded, and soon came to the soul sanctuary.

The gate of the sanctuary is very unique, semi oval, and the top ornament is an arrogant insect. It seems that the insects coming out of the sanctuary of the soul are all the smelly faces with their mouths turned down.

As soon as he went in, there was a hall. All kinds of literature were scattered on the ground. Lu Zhengkang picked up one to read it. What he recorded was the study of soul energy.

After a cursory scan, Lu Zhengkang saw a large number of brutal and extensive technical means, such as forcibly stripping the soul of the living, stripping the energy of insect eggs, soul fusion, and so on. Looking at the experimental bodies that equate with livestock in the literature, it was shocking that hundreds of lives were deprived in one experiment.

These deer have long been psychologically prepared to absorb the memory of the soul soldiers in the Colosseum.

The role of the soul sanctuary in the kingdom is very evil and extreme. Although the original intention is to develop the technology to resist the radiation infection, the soul master, who is in charge of the sanctuary, is secretly bewitched by the radiation. In order to pursue immortality, he begins to neglect human life.

White king, the leader of the holy nest, discovered the plot of the soul master and rejected his research.

But now it seems that the soul master has achieved some degree of immortality. After the death of the white king, the soul sanctuary is operating again, and even more unscrupulous.As far as Lu Zhengkang is concerned, there is nothing refreshing about this story, and it is just one of countless tragedies in the game. But it is these lunatic researchers who have the most advanced means of using soul energy.

Lu Zhengkang knew that he would spend the next period of time here. For the sake of safety, he had better explore the whole soul sanctuary first.

There are many corpses of soul fighters and soul distorting people in the sanctuary, as well as the skin left by mistakes and stupidity.

With the deepening of the hinterland, there are more and more corpses. There is no life here, except for the mistakes and stupidity.

These slug like disgusting things are just some kind of symbol of the sanctuary. They are everywhere. They come out of the void, rush to the comer, and are easily killed.

In the corner, there are many scattered documents, many special instruments, and many dead bodies of insects.

In a transparent container similar to a large kerosene lamp, there is pure white soul energy circling. These are pure energy extracted from scattered corpses on the ground, which can be absorbed and utilized.

In a sense, soul energy is no different from electricity and steam.

But everyone who uses soul energy is burdened with blood debt.

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