Text Volume Chapter 924: Afraid of Me

The moment Solandel touched the soul niche, the scene before her eyes shattered instantly, and her consciousness entered a mysterious realm that she had never seen before.

There is obviously a vast void with no concept of space, but there are endless strange substances flowing. They are composed of endless numbers, symbolizing endless time, spreading to the endless past, and surging into the endless future.

Solandel's consciousness was floating in this torrent of time, unable to escape, unable to resist, unable to feel the temperature, and unable to hear the sound, just like a lonely boat on the black ocean, she could only let it fiddle with it.

Gradually, large mottled spots appeared in her vision, and one picture after another was flowing rapidly, but they were too fast to be seen clearly. Countless pictures were squeezed together to form snowflake-like noise.

As the noise became infinitely dense, an overwhelming blazing light suddenly lit up. She suddenly opened her eyes and saw the wild world that existed in ancient legends.

This is an extremely subtle feeling

Different from sitting in the audience and watching immersive performances, Solandel now becomes an "actor" on the stage. She exists in a body and can see what he sees through his eyes.

The ears hear what they hear.

The cold temperature, the feel of the wind on the skin, the lingering scent of beasts in the air. Everything is so clear.

She could even feel the ups and downs of her body owner's thoughts and emotions, as if they had merged into one body and completely become each other.

Solandel knew that she had entered the memory of the Sun King, and what she would experience next would be

What the Sun King once experienced.

As a true bystander, she cannot change anything, but she can perceive everything from the inside out.

Solandel had no way of knowing exactly what year it was now, but this was obviously an extremely early memory of the Sun King, because she felt the emotions that would occur to any mortal in the heart of the "Head of the Gods" -

fear.

Tremble.

confused.

It is unknown why the Sun King appeared here. He was just wandering helplessly, and Solandel from thousands of years later accompanied him along the way, like a ghost of time that spanned endless years.

Following the footsteps of the Sun King, Solandel also had a preliminary understanding of the times. This was a lifeless world with no fire, no cities, and no civilization. Primitive humans were not yet civilized. They drank blood while drinking blood, and communicated themselves with gestures and calls.

His consciousness is like a wild beast.

The more places I travel, the emptier and lonely I feel inside.

What a feeling that is.

Just like a wanderer who has left his hometown and can no longer find his way home, the huge feeling of confusion is like a slender tentacle, unbridledly burrowing into the skin and entangling into the heart and lungs.

Suffocating, numb. The unknown world lies ahead, so huge, but I don’t know where to stay.

Finally, the Sun King got tired. He sat on the cliff and looked at the unfamiliar world. Sadness hit his face and he lowered his head unconsciously.

Solandel found that what she saw began to become blurry, as if some kind of liquid filled her eyes. Finally, the ground in front of her eyes was wetted by a few drops of water, which were the tears of the Sun King.

…

The sight suddenly fell into

In the darkness, the first memory came to an abrupt end. As the noise emerged again, Solandelle entered the second memory.

I don’t know how much time has passed since the last memory, but Solandel can feel that the confusion and helplessness in the Sun King’s heart have faded a lot. Perhaps because he forced himself to accept the reality, he began to have the courage to go on.

During the journey, the Sun King came into contact with some primitive tribes on the wild land. Although he could not communicate with them in language, he could still convey his meaning through some gestures.

Soon after, the Sun King joined a tribe of hundreds of people and lived with those primitive humans.

The following pictures kept flickering, and the time range changed rapidly, as if there were some memory fragments that no one could see, and had been deliberately deleted.

Solandel could only capture from fragmentary scenes that this tribe became more and more prosperous after accepting the Sun King. The primitive people who could only live with stones suddenly had iron tools.

No one knows where the knowledge and technology of the Sun King came from. He taught the tribesmen how to use fire and made farming and nomadic tools that spanned the ages. As a result, everyone got rid of the life of eating hair and drinking blood, and no longer knew how to wear clothes.

Not covering the body, not eating enough.

The Sun King also invented ancient pictorial characters based on common objects, further transformed them into language, and taught them to his people.

The ignorant and chaotic primitive people thus got rid of the beast-like howling, and from the beginning of simple communication, to the end, they completely integrated language into their lives.

The Sun King brought unprecedented prosperity to the tribe, and these people who grew up in the wilderness seemed to regard him as

In order to find some kind of more advanced creature, set up a totem for him, hold a memorial ceremony for him, and worship him.

In the following days, the Sun King was often in a meditative state, but every time he entered meditation, a white blazing light would rush through. These memories seemed to have been forcibly erased, and only some fragmented moments remained.

Solandel only vaguely heard that the Sun King was communicating with certain beings in her consciousness. She was very sure that it was not with her tribe, because the Sun King used a language she had never heard of.

throbbing, excited, happy

This feeling is like being on an isolated island surrounded by black ocean. I thought I would be trapped here forever, but suddenly I found other isolated islands at the end of the sea, with people like him on them.

In this way, the Sun King was immersed in the worship of his people, and a spark was burning in his heart. His endless and complicated thoughts finally converged into one thought——

Maybe I can make it to the end.

Time passed quickly, and the tribe led by the Sun King became more and more prosperous.

With the help of production tools, they not only solved the problem of food and clothing, but also built simple wooden houses, eliminating the need to live in caves all day long.

In their spare time, they could even rely on their cattle and sheep to sing songs made up for them by the Sun King.

We will move towards a better future - everyone longs for it.

However, the good times did not last long.

There are countless primitive tribes in the wild land. When the Sun King tribe sang to wine, they struggled and rolled in the mud. When the Sun King tribe stroked their cattle and sheep, they faced ferocious beasts.

…

Jealousy is one of the innate human emotions.

prosperous life

The Sun King tribe was targeted by the enemy, and the killing began.

Those barbarians appeared from all directions, and they were so numerous that it was impossible to see the end at a glance. They mercilessly slaughtered everyone in the Sun King tribe, regardless of age or sex.

Blood dyed the fertile farmland red, the screams of the tribesmen were mixed with the neighing of cattle and sheep, and even the whistling wind was filled with the smell of blood all the time.

The tragedy of the Sun King is inevitable. He has advanced wisdom but no powerful force. He gave his fellow tribesmen a prosperous life, but failed to give them the sharp blade to protect this life.

The peaceful life was destroyed overnight, and the false gods were deposed.

In exchange for a chance to live, the survivors of the Sun King's tribe surrendered one after another and volunteered to serve as barbarian coolies. They not only handed over all their grain stores and production tools, but also handed over the creator of all this - they told the Sun King's hiding place

The barbarians gained their own peace.

After the Sun King was captured, the barbarians did not kill him, but cut off his hands and feet and kept him in captivity, eating his flesh and drinking his blood.

Because they firmly believe that this person is indeed a "god", and as long as they eat his flesh and blood, they can have god-like wisdom.

During those days of imprisonment and torture, in addition to pain, another emotion emerged in the Sun King - hatred.

I am kind and have mercy on you.

I led you out of the darkness, but in the end they betrayed me.

I see you as human beings, and you see me as a pig or dog.

How disgusting.

How disgusting!

How disgusting!!!

Severe pain, anger, despair, accompanied by uncontrollable vomiting

The desire to vomit was rolling wantonly in my heart.

I will never fall here!

Shortly after being captured, the barbarians discovered that the Sun King's flesh and blood had no effect and tasted no extra deliciousness at all. They gradually lost interest in him and planned to kill him to make rations.

Later, the Sun King broke the straw rope that bound his body in a bloody struggle. He did not climb out, but quietly waited for his "prey" in place.

When a barbarian warrior came forward, the Sun King suddenly tripped him down with his stump. In the chaos, he bit the opponent's throat like a wild beast.

The barbarian warrior fell in a pool of blood, his dying eyes wide open and looking at the Sun King, his eyes filled with another primitive emotion that is innate to human beings - the fear of death.

At this moment, Solandel suddenly felt a strange feeling, and the fear in her eyes seemed to have a physical form, turning into an unspeakable heat that surged throughout her body.

Soon, something even weirder happened. Solandel felt that the endless heat finally condensed in a certain area of ​​consciousness. When it surged, it brought some unprecedented power.

White smoke was rising from the Sun King's body. Whether it was the severed limbs or the severed flesh and blood, they were all regrowing. Although it was extremely slow and took more than an hour, it was already beyond the reach of mortals.

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Solandel couldn't understand where this power came from or how it could appear out of thin air. She only knew that the Sun King began his revenge from this moment on.

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Killing.

Endless killing.

He kills not only his enemies, but also his tribesmen who betrayed him.

Every time you kill someone, every time someone falls in front of you, that weird heat flow will

Surges in the body.

Even if you don't take action, just facing the enemy's frightened eyes will trigger a surge of heat. The more fearful the opponent's emotions are, the stronger the surge will be.

To the end, the Sun King made every drop of his enemy's blood drain away. When he stood among the corpses on the ground, Solandel could clearly feel the fanatical restlessness in her heart——

Kindness? Kindness? I've been wrong this whole time.

In this savage world, everything is empty, only strength can make people survive.

From today on, give up your illusions and embrace your power!
To be continued...