[Original] Chapter 18 of "Soul Bearer"

Chapter 18 Awakening from dream. Then start. Huh? Where is this? Jig looked at the darkness around him and wondered why he was here. "You shouldn't be here." A voice said from behind. "Who!" Jig turned around alertly and saw a figure standing in the darkness not far away. "Who are you?" Jig asked cautiously. The man came over slowly. "You shouldn't be here." A handsome man with long blond hair walked out of the darkness. A huge scar on his face revealed the man's story. He stared at Jig closely with his crimson eyes. "You don't belong here." Jig felt that this person looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere. "Who are you? Have we met?" The man ignored him and turned around and walked into the darkness. "Hey! Don't go! Answer me!" Jig chased after him. Jig chased after him desperately, but the distance between him became wider and wider. Only a blurry back figure can be seen. "Huh...huh..." Jig stopped and shouted with all his strength, "Don't go!" The man turned back and looked at him. When Jig saw it for the second time, he finally remembered where he had seen this face. The man turned around and continued walking, his figure slowly disappearing into the darkness. "Wow!" Jig sat up suddenly. The morning sun shone warm on his face. "Tch..." Jig rubbed his head, "It turned out to be a dream." "But..." He sat blankly, "That person... is actually myself." Yes, Jig himself didn't want to believe that the man in the dream looked exactly like him. "I must be too narcissistic." Jig smiled and said to himself, "I actually dreamed about myself... By the way, where is Kazan?" "I'm here." Kazan's voice came from behind. Jig turned around and saw a machine as tall as a person. "Wow!" Giger exclaimed, "It's so big! Is this the decomposer?" "Haha, yes." Kazan walked out from behind the decomposer and smiled slightly tiredly. "Huh?" Jig noticed something strange about Kazan, "What's wrong with you?" "Nothing... I worked hard all night yesterday and I'm sleepy." Kazan responded vaguely, "I'm going back to sleep." Before Jig could say anything, Kazan turned into a red light and flew into Jig's arm. "Ghosts and gods can also be sleepy?" Jig found this a bit funny. "Let me see how to use this machine first." How did Jig know how much spiritual power Kazan would need to forcefully pull such a large machine from such a distance without being separated from his body? Now Kazan must enter a deep sleep state in order to restore his spiritual consciousness, otherwise his strength will decrease. "Huh?" Jig studied this strange machine and asked, "How to use it?" He found that there was a box-sized opening on the machine. "This is the entrance to put things. But what should I put in." "That's right. I'll put the Death Reaper in there and have a look." Jig threw the Death Reaper in and saw a button on the machine and pressed it. "Buzz..." The decomposition machine started running tremblingly. After a while, there was a "pop" sound and the decomposition machine stopped working. The display on the machine showed: Colorless small crystal blocks obtained*34 White small crystal blocks*10 Lower element crystals*2 Durability: 97 Immediately, a pile of square transparent blocks poured out from the lower end of the decomposer. "Oh?" Jig picked up a small crystal block. Feeling the pure elemental power inside, Jig was overjoyed. "I didn't expect ancient technology to be so advanced!" While Jige was happy, a figure was approaching quietly. "Huh? There's something moving!" Jig sensed the danger and took out his Akiba knife to keep alert. "Roar!" A blue shadow jumped out. It's a blue tiger. "Oh? Do you feel the pure elemental power and want to snatch it?" Warcraft's perception of elements is extraordinary, and pure energy is the best choice for Warcraft to increase its strength. So the tiger snatched the small crystal regardless of the danger."This is the first time I have fought by myself since I became a swordsman." Jig solemnly said to the tiger, "You will be the first monster to die under my sword. This is your honor." The tiger seemed to be angered and rushed towards Jig. "Well done!" Jig laughed, "Feel the taste of death!"