"Where am I? What's happening to me? "
Surrounded by the murky and dark liquid, Grimm opened his eyes and gradually regained consciousness. He felt a sense of familiarity. It was during his sorcerer-apprenticeship period. Under the guidance of Master Norris, he had mixed poison to refine his body. Due to the mistake of ingesting a lymph parasitic poison, he was soaked in a fish tank during his final period of weakness.
Now that he thought about it, it was a blessing to be young and ignorant as a sorcerer-apprentice. Every day was filled with indescribable excitement. Every moment of the future was unknown, but it was all happiness.
In a daze, he felt that his body cells were absorbing nutrients and energy from the liquid. Grimm fainted again.
It was as if he was in a long hibernation.
…
This was a spacious enclosed room inside the Void Fortress. High-standard restrictive energy surrounded the metal walls.
Inside the room, there were six cylindrical transparent glass medical facilities. They were fifteen meters high and seven meters in diameter. The upper and lower ends were connected to densely packed tubes. The tubes were filled with murky, sticky liquid.
Among the six cylindrical transparent medical facilities, three of them had naked humanoid creatures soaking in them.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep …
Suddenly, a series of alarms sounded from one of the medical facilities. Soon, the door of the room opened. A few calm Bright Sorcerers surrounded the medical facility and observed it.
…
On the medical bed, a layer of transparent enchantment isolated Grimm. Next to him, a Bright Sorcerer lowered his head and reported to the sorcerer in front of him respectfully.
"This Sorcerer Grimm's cell vitality is very strong. He has achieved the first level of wild self-breakthrough. Therefore, when the body was duplicated, it took 3,200 Kanas. Now, his soul memory has been successfully transferred to this duplicated body through the Shadow Conduction Device. He has performed a routine self-reincarnation. "
"Hmm."
The powerful sorcerer who was receiving the report from the medical Bright Sorcerer nodded.
She wore a ring of colorful bells on her head. Her eyes were covered by a red ribbon. Her long emerald hair reached her waist. Her ears were long and slender like elves' ears. Her clothes were covered with a layer of white mist, like an illusory veil.
This was the great Tomb Segja Stigmata Sorcerer. She had personally come to this room to visit Grimm.
Behind the Tomb Segja Stigmata Sorcerer, Deidarion, who was clad in blood-red metal armor, had long flowing hair, and a face full of stitched scars, stood with his back bowed.
Even as a Level-3 Demon-Hunter Sorcerer with three Rank-3 Honor Badges, in front of the great Stigmata Sorcerer, Deidarion could only make the most respectful gesture.
Myna stood on Master Deidarion's shoulder, looking left and right, observing.
Tomb Segja looked at the Medical Sorcerer and asked, "So, when will this Demon-Hunter Sorcerer wake up? And completely recover? "
The Medical Sorcerer pondered for a moment and said, "To wake him up, we still need to conduct an elemental analysis of this Demon-Hunter's body, perform phase conditioning, and then perform electric shock stimulation to wake him up. After he wakes up, he only needs to rest for a few months and he will fully recover. "
"Phase adjustment, electric shock stimulation? Hmm, I'll do it myself. "
The Tomb Segja did not perform any elemental analysis on Grimm at all. She stretched out her fair and slender index finger. Slowly, a Symbiotic Insect with bright-colored petals crawled out of her finger. It ignored the defense and flew to Grimm's chest.
Crackle!
An electric spark flowed through, followed by Grimm's body twitching, and he began to cough unconsciously, spitting out a few mouthfuls of sticky, turbid liquid from his mouth.
…
Grimm slowly opened his eyes and regained consciousness, lying on the bed and looking up at everything in this unfamiliar environment. Suddenly, he was shocked, "Hmm? The great Tomb Segja Stigmata Sorcerer! "
Grimm struggled to get up and salute, but because he was too weak, Tomb Segja waved her hand, and under the domineering control of the Force of Nature, Grimm's actions were stopped.
"Alright, it's good that you're able to reincarnate successfully. The time of your previous death was seventy-nine days and five hourglasses ago, because your body's cells self-destructed. I used your body's normal cells to re-cultivate this body, and transferred your soul consciousness into it. "
Death? Self-reincarnation? Soul transfer?
Grimm opened his mouth in a daze, and looked at Tomb Segja in disbelief.
Grimm, who had just regained consciousness, found it hard to accept this information from someone else.
Tomb Segja shook her head, the garland on her green hair swayed, and turned to leave, "The previous mission of 'Explore the Endless Crimson Sun Seal Coordinates' was my inconsideration. Your compensation is already in your body. It will allow you to enter the Tomb Segja's secret realm three times, or offset a hundred years of working as an Arcane Sorcerer in the Tomb Segja Sorcerer Academy. "
After that, Tomb Segja left the room.
Grimm sensed his body, and found a flower-like Symbiotic Insect in a dormant state.
"Caw caw, congratulations, Young Master! After Little Eight's hard work, and almost broke my wings, I've finally rescued you. Young Master Grimm, you're bound to have good fortune after surviving this disaster. You're going to be rich soon, caw caw caw! "
Myna jumped on the bed sheet on Grimm's body, and its chubby body seemed to be much lighter.
Click, click.
Deidarion, who was wearing a full set of metal armor, walked over, and looked at Grimm with a solemn and apologetic look.
Grimm was the only one who managed to escape from the Crimson Sun Calamity among the six Demon-Hunter Sorcerers who were proficient in spatial sorcery who were on a mission to search for the coordinates of the Endless Crimson Sun Seal. From this, it seemed that this disciple of Third Junior Brother was indeed quite capable.
The apologetic look was naturally because of this self-reincarnation.
Self-reincarnation was a sorcery that high-level Void Fortress Sorcerers could use to save low-level Sorcerers under certain conditions. There were a few restrictions, and it was only suitable for low-level Sorcerers.
"Grimm, the reincarnation of a Level-1 Sorcerer, physical replication is not too difficult for the Void Fortress, but it consumes a lot of precious resources, and the Tomb Segja Stigmata Sorcerer has already paid for it personally."
After a pause, Deidarion continued, "As for the psychological pressure after reincarnation, you don't need it. According to the ancient Sorcerers' theory, we are dying at every moment. The us from a moment ago is already dead now. And the life of a Sorcerer defined by modern Sorcerers, only knowledge and Soul Will are our eternal life. "
Grimm opened his mouth, and finally, when the words were at the tip of his tongue, he weakly changed his tone and asked, "Second Master, what did the great Tomb Segja Stigmata Sorcerer say about a hundred years of Arcane Sorcerers' work?"
Seeing that Grimm did not mention anything about self-reincarnation, Deidarion breathed a sigh of relief.
Many low-level Sorcerers could not accept this kind of sorcery psychologically, and there were even Bright Sorcerers who committed suicide because of it.
"The most common way for Arcane Sorcerers to obtain Sorcerer Essences in the Sorcerer Continent is to teach their disciples to become Demon-Hunter Sorcerers and hunt Black Sorcerers, and obtain Sorcerer Essences from the Holy Tower as a reward. Other than that, Arcane Sorcerers can also trade with Demon-Hunter Sorcerers. Among them, there are some Arcane Sorcerers who sell their time, help Demon-Hunter Sorcerers to conduct experimental observations, order experimental equipment, and other transactions, usually one Sorcerer Essence for a year … "
Grimm was stunned, and suddenly realized!
No wonder, as a combat sorcerer, the Demon-Hunter Sorcerers would become stronger and stronger compared to the Arcane Sorcerers, and not become weaker because of the Demon-Hunting Expedition, or even weaker than the Arcane Sorcerers.
So, the real reason, was here.
After a moment, Second Master Deidarion left.
After Grimm calmed down, he remembered about the Mask of Truth, and looked at Myna, but Myna already knew what Grimm wanted to ask, "I've already put it into the Dimensional Gap for you, don't worry."
After a while, Grimm calmed down again, and sorted out his thoughts.
In any case, Grimm still could not understand what Tomb Segja had just said, that he had died and reincarnated?
Myna, on the other hand, did not seem to care and said, "It's just some Sorcerer's divergent consciousness. Young Master Grimm, let me ask you, are you still yourself now? "
"Of course I'm still myself!" Grimm affirmed, and looked at Myna with a strange expression.
This kind of question was very stupid.
Myna blinked, and said, "Yes, to me, you are still you; to your Second Master Deidarion, Millie, and even to this Void Fortress, even to the Sorcerers World, and the Endless World, you are still you, so you don't have to think too much."
But Grimm was not satisfied, and said, "But why, did Tomb Segja say that I'm already dead?"
Holding its two wings, Myna said, "Now, in everything in the Endless World, only one thing thinks that you're dead, and that's your physical cells that have collapsed before. Perhaps, in their eyes, you're just a replicated, grafted, and continued, "The Sorcerer's Will's divergent views on this self-reincarnation sorcery also arose from this."
With a snort, Myna continued, "The old bastard also said before he died, at least for Sorcerers, the soul, consciousness, and knowledge are the foundation of life, and the physical cell memory is just a clue for Sorcerers in the Material World. This has been proven since the First Civilization War of the Sorcerers World."
Self-reincarnation sorcery?
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