Irin lay pathetically in the ruins.
Ten seconds ago, the ruins used to be a small mud house that was still intact.
He didn't know whether Irin was unlucky or the owner was unlucky. In short, a good house was gone just like that.
Irin crawled out of the ruins in pain.
Miriam looked nervous and jogged over.
"Wait, wait!"
Irin called out to Miriam from afar and told her not to come over.
Miriam was stunned. She thought that Irin was angry.
"Don't come over. If you come over, I'm going to die!"
The two of them stared at each other for a full two minutes.
When the effect of Gu Tianqing's card set was over, Irin heaved a sigh of relief.
He finally got through it.
From the looks of it, this combination had its pros and cons.
In a similar situation, when Irin used an item for the first time in Li Tai City and suppressed his luck to the lowest limit, there was also a situation where buildings collapsed one after another and tried to bury him.
After his luck broke through the lower limit, he felt the malice from the world.
As his strength increased, he could resist this malice under normal circumstances.
But not beside Miriam.
She was equivalent to "Strong Luck".
The two of them stood together. Irin didn't stand for long before Miriam turned around and sent him flying.
If he stayed any longer, Irin didn't dare to imagine what would happen.
A moment later.
Irin couldn't help but have a strange thought.
Could it be that he survived because of Miriam's "Luck"?
But this point, he couldn't investigate further.
Irin patted the dust off his body, calmly got up, and waved at Miriam.
Miriam approached carefully.
The two of them came into contact again. Irin repeatedly confirmed that there were no strange reactions. Finally, he confirmed that it was safe.
Tonight.
The foreign army ambushed Uruk.
Irin finished his set and waited quietly for the result.
But then, something suddenly happened that was out of Irin's expectations.
The Uruk soldiers on the battlefield dragged a corpse back.
It was the red-haired corpse.
"Get out of the way."
Irin's expression was solemn as he squeezed into the formation.
He saw that the Red Lady's expression was ferocious. She was fixed on a simple and crude stretcher. Her face was black and her lips were purple. According to Irin's rich experience, Red Hair was obviously dead.
She was fine, but now she was gone.
"How is this possible?"
Irin said in surprise.
"Too weak."
As Gilgamesh passed by, his disdainful gaze fell on the red-haired man. He walked straight past without stopping.
Irin stepped forward and briefly examined Redhead's body. He suddenly turned around and asked Gilgamesh from afar, "King Gilgamesh, may I personally bury my comrade's soul?"
King Gilgamesh's back was to Irin. He did not turn around, but he stopped in his tracks.
After pausing for a moment, Gilgamesh continued to walk in the direction of the palace and said coldly, "Approved."
Irin smiled. "Thank you for your kindness."
Gilgamesh walked up the stairs.
Just as he was about to disappear from everyone's sight, the young male spirit, Enkidu, floated out from Gilgamesh's body and waved at Irin's direction in a friendly manner.
But soon, Gilgamesh pushed Enkidu back.
The heroic sacrifice of Berserker, this bad news, spread throughout Uruk in a short period of time.
Other than Redhead, the number of Uruk soldiers who died in the night's sneak attack was actually more than 2000.
In the Goddess Square, in front of the statue of Hope, the people of Uruk were kneeling.
They were praying for the dead, as if they were praying for the dead to return to the embrace of the Goddess.
The sad atmosphere spread throughout Uruk, diluting the joy of victory.
"According to my deep understanding of you, you are not the kind of person who would bury your comrade's corpse."
Gu Tianqing curiously walked over and approached Irin.
At that moment, Irin was taking off Redhead's clothes. Hearing Gu Tianqing's voice, Irin did not even raise his head and casually replied, "Of course not."
Gu Tianqing narrowed her eyes and looked at Irin searching Redhead's body and moving his hands up and down.
He was silent for a while and sighed. "Sometimes, I find that because I am not perverted enough, I always feel like I don't fit in with you."
Gu Tianqing seemed to be playing dumb.
Irin felt the back of his head that was ravaged by Miriam, and there was still a little swelling pain there.
He really wanted to use the Freedom Technique – Crimson Chain as a small whip to whip Gu Tianqing. Only then would he be able to ease the hatred in his heart.
But Irin was not free now.
Miriam also came over, curious about what Irin was doing.
At first, she really thought that Irin was going to bury Redhead's corpse, and inexplicably felt a little touched in her heart.
Irin tore open Redhead's clothes.
As he did so, he said, "I think you should remember the setting of the 'heroic spirit'."
Gu Tianqing pondered for a moment.
He was recalling the knowledge that the Throne of Heroes had forcefully instilled in them.
A moment later, Gu Tianqing smiled and said, "Heroic spirits are the existences of heroes who have achieved great feats and become legends after their deaths. They have become the objects of faith. Some heroic spirits even do not exist in reality, but because of legends, beliefs, and the beliefs of humans, they are materialized by the Holy Grail and the Throne of Heroes. "
Irin nodded. "That's right. To put it bluntly, a heroic spirit is a body of pure energy, materialized by magic. Only the enormous magic of the Holy Grail can drag a heroic spirit out of the Throne of Heroes. In other words, heroic spirits are actually immortal. In the past Holy Grail Wars, the heroic spirits who died did not die, but returned to the Throne of Heroes, waiting for the next summoning in a long and boring time. "
Irin paused for a moment, and with his back facing Miriam and Gu Tianqing, he continued to cause trouble. "Do you still remember that there was a sentence in the first 'hint' before we came in? You are now a heroic spirit who has' hypothetically 'died and left behind all kinds of deeds. "
"Hypothetically?" Gu Tianqing's smile faded a little, and he frowned. Obviously, he noticed the main point in Irin's words.
"Yes, hypothetically. In other words, only the dead can become heroic spirits, but we are not dead. As expected — "
During the conversation, Irin was not familiar with his technique, and it took him a lot of effort to tear apart Red Hair's clothes.
Red Hair's upper body was bare, and there was a deep hole in his chest. It went from his chest to his back, and it seemed to be a fatal wound.
On the left side of his chest, there was a long and narrow gap. The edges were black, and it looked insignificant.
Gu Tianqing also squatted down.
He carefully examined Red Hair's body.
"Now, I can confirm one thing." Irin took a breath. "Our existence is between heroic spirits and non-heroic spirits. We have the identity and power of heroic spirits, but our nature is completely different from heroic spirits. You can say that we are 'pseudo-heroic spirits'. "
"That's why we can see Red Hair's body."
Gu Tianqing narrowed his eyes and said with a fake smile.
"If we are already dead, I think it should be understood that we should be 'almost' dead. In layman's terms, we are 'dying'. That's why we barely meet the conditions of 'heroic spirits' and come to this era, to Uruk. "
Gu Tianqing wore gloves and gently tapped on the bloody hole in Red Hair's chest. "According to my experience, this wound is more like the wound left behind when we came in and was penetrated by the chain."
Irin quickly pointed at the small gap on Red Hair's left chest, and quickly said, "So, it is very likely that this is the real fatal wound."
"The problem is," Gu Tianqing closed his eyes, and once again entered the unobstructed mode of communication with Irin, he said, "this is not the fatal part. Logically speaking, it is not. Unless the weapon is long enough to directly destroy his heart. "
"That's right. The problem is not whether Red Hair is dead or not, but how he died. There seems to be no way to find the answer just from the surface. "
Irin lowered his head and pondered.
Gu Tianqing could not help but laugh. "Do you want to? Hiss … That's not very good. "
Irin nodded calmly. "I think he will understand. He definitely will."
Miriam was confused by the conversation between the two of them.
What wound? What fatal wound? What understanding?
Who would understand?
Can't you speak properly?
You two, please speak human language!
Miriam was about to explode.
But Irin had already pushed the small broken cart alone, and Red Hair's body was dragged away.
Gu Tianqing stayed where he was, smiling slightly, and did not stop him.
Miriam asked, "What are you doing?"
"Burying my teammate."
Irin blinked and smiled.
…
To be honest, this kind of thing was inhumane.
But, there was no other way.
Irin also wanted to live.
That was all.
So, Irin apologized properly as they dissected Red Hair.
After it was over, Irin really found a place with good feng shui beside the city walls of Uruk and buried Red Hair properly.
He stomped the soil on the grave a few times, and when the soil was solid, he was finally relieved.
When Irin was burying Red Hair, Gu Tianqing and Miriam came up to him.
"Only death can make life complete. We should be happy for him, because he has experienced a complete life. "
Gu Tianqing assumed the posture of a charlatan and mumbled something.
"Get lost."
Irin returned to Uruk City, and his expression was not good.
"Don't you want to share with your teammates what you learned after dissecting Red Hair?"
Gu Tianqing spread out his hands and smiled as he looked at Irin's back.
"Dissection?"
Miriam was kept in the dark the whole time.
When she heard this, she was stunned.
Wasn't it supposed to be a burial?
How did it become an autopsy?
Did Red Hair agree?
"That's not the point now." Irin shook his head, and did not intend to delve into this matter. He smoothly changed the topic. "Did you see Borl?"
Irin's voice had just faded.
Not far away, a cloud of smoke appeared out of thin air.
Borl slowly walked out of the smoke with a long cigarette in her hand.
She looked at Red Hair's grave, and there was not even a simple tombstone there.
Borl smoked, and her expression was a little lonely.
"He's dead."
"Yes," Irin said.
"How did he die?"
"He died on the battlefield."
Irin said truthfully.
When he dissected Red Hair, he brought Red Hair's body into the subspace.
No matter how good Borl was at hiding, she could not enter the Evil Consciousness Space. The whole process and the result of the dissection were only known to Irin.
Borl: "Very good, the battlefield is the best coffin for a warrior."
She stood in front of Red Hair's grave and was silent for a moment. When she looked up again, the trace of sadness that did not have time to appear on her face had disappeared.
Irin smiled.
He would rather believe that Borl at this moment felt sad for Red Hair's death than believe that she felt sad for Red Hair's death.
Unless, there was a deeper and unspeakable relationship between them other than the relationship between superior and subordinate.
"There is something I need to tell you."
Borl's gaze moved away from Red Hair's grave, and she spoke to Irin, Gu Tianqing, and Miriam in a stiff tone.
Irin's eyes flashed. "It seems that you've discovered something after disappearing for an entire night?"
Borl nodded. "I think this is very important, and you should know about it."
"Us?"
"Yes, all of you. All of you who are still alive."
…
It was clear that the seven heroic spirits were divided into three factions based on their backgrounds and private relationships.
The first group was Gu Tianqing, Irin, and Miriam, who was close to Irin in private, from the same guild.
The second group was Michelle, Yan Fenggong, and Gongzheng, who were also from the Imitation Reed Sea.
The third group was Borl and Red Hair, who were from the same country.
But now, Red Hair was dead.
She was the only one left in Borl's group.
At dawn, the seven … no, the six surviving Heroic Spirits gathered at the city gate.
When Yan Fenggong and Michelle appeared, they were surprised to see Irin and the others gathered together.
"This is …?"
Governor Borl did not explain too much.
She shook her head and said simply, "You'll understand when you see it with your own eyes."
Irin walked forward. "Just in time. I want to verify something. Listen carefully, in a moment … "
…
Ten minutes later.
The six Heroic Spirits left Uruk City in their own ways.
They chose a direction and flew out.
Everyone's face was heavy and depressed.
They were thinking about what Irin said.
They did not dare to believe it, but they also did not dare to not believe it.
After Governor Borl pointed out the direction and route, he blew out a cloud of smoke from his mouth and completely concealed himself.
Once again, Yi Lin realized that it was no wonder that Governor Bohr was more suited for the assassin job class than he was.
He had two stealth skills. One was to eliminate his presence, and the other was to turn into a shadow.
But these two skills, even if used as a combo, could not completely erase the shadow. There were still traces to be found.
But Governor Borl's ability was different.
She had truly reached the level of "complete invisibility" in terms of physics.
"There's always someone better than you."
Yi Lin decided that he would no longer casually boast that "no one knows stealth better than me".
In the future, it should be changed to "No one in this world knows magic better than I do."
The Supreme Mage who was not in this world naturally did not count.
On the ground, Michelle was running forward.
She did not use her real speed. Otherwise, she would have left everyone behind in a flash. Unless Irin opened a portal.
Michelle was a "Rider", but what she "rode" was not a conventional "mount", but the "speed of sound". She mastered the magic of moving at the speed of sound. Because of this, she was suitable to be a "Rider". Because this kind of mount was far beyond the normal mount.
Irin's motorcycle nightmare was completely inferior.
But thinking about it, she could ride the "sonic" so ridiculously, it should be because of the Holy Grail's class strengthening effect.
Everyone was categorized according to their Job Ranks and strengthened accordingly. Michelle was no exception.
Although they looked like they were in a hurry.
But everyone's eyes were wandering, as if they were looking for something.
Irin stayed at the back and silently activated [Shadow Stalking].
He did not say a word. To the greatest extent, with the effect of the skill, he became invisible.
If he did not speak, everyone would almost forget about Irin's existence.
The sky gradually brightened.
A faint shadow appeared under everyone's feet.
Suddenly,
Without warning,
The shadow under Gu Tianqing's feet shook and slowly stood up.
The faint shadow held a small pitch-black dagger and quickly stabbed Gu Tianqing's back.
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