After hearing Yu Sheng's words, Luna seemed to understand what it meant in an instant, and quickly accepted and adapted to the status quo.

Seeing her reaction, Yu Sheng’s guess was quickly confirmed - his judgment was correct, and this "artificial saint" did undergo some essential changes after his resurrection.

"I saw the whole picture of your battle just now," he said to the female knight in front of him, "I mean, you are fighting on the 'other side'."

While talking, he recalled the scene he "sees" through blood connection when he was fighting with those monks in black.

While fighting those enemies, Luna opened two battlefields at the same time.

In the dimensions of the living and the material, her enemy has to face a ghostly "artificial saint", while in another dimension of the soul, Luna and her Brass Knights attacked the enemy's soul at the same time. As a result, this ability is obviously weird and fatal.

I'm afraid no one in this world can easily adapt to this strange fighting style. Or, normal people would never expect that they would face such a weird situation. Even if a powerful practitioner has a strong soul and mind tenacity beyond ordinary people, it would be difficult for them to react immediately. The tearing of mind and perception makes them unable to accurately determine where they are now. Before they figured out the situation, one of their bodies and souls was defeated.

Luna's ability obviously did not appear on the first day. She was already "over there" when she saw the figure beside the bonfire in that nameless wilderness for the first time. Now it seems that she may have been in that wilderness forever and has never left since that day - including when she was moving around in the real world as an "artificial saint".

But no one noticed this, because Luna herself had never mentioned it until today.

"I always feel like I'm in two worlds at the same time," the knight girl holding the holy sword spoke slowly. "One world is dark but peaceful, with a large field, the wind blows through the unknown tall grass, the torrent of souls reflected in the sky like a river, and the other world is bright and noisy, with many new friends, you are there, there are also the huket, and the noisy little dwarf..."

Yu Sheng was listening carefully, but he couldn't help but hear the last sentence: "You are so relaxed in the last sentence! Irene may be too dirty when she hears it. You two fight 800 times a day..."

Luna laughed when she heard this, her eyes flashed with a cunning look of her age, and she was teasing her friends: "The little guy is very interesting, he poked and jumped around."

A subtle expression appeared on Yu Sheng's face. Looking at Luna's eyes at the moment, he suddenly understood something: "As you usually deliberately provoke her?"

"Yes," Luna nodded, "Who made her always bully me slowly."

Yu Sheng subconsciously looked back at the two Erin who were standing not far away - two little dolls were stuck in the black, white and gray world background, and still maintained the moment the vision of the dead came, looking stupid.

He looked back at Luna who was smiling proudly in front of him, and felt a little unreal for a moment.

The main reason is that he is used to seeing the other party's slow and sometimes crashing artificial saint form. Now, the other party's mouth is quick and his face is also expressive, and his movements are smooth. He is quite uncomfortable.

"As you are so rich in your usual inner drama," Yu Sheng complained, and then subconsciously looked at Luna a few more times, muttering to himself, "...so what's the principle?"

"I don't know," Luna shook her head slowly, "When I recovered from the holy coffin, the world before me was already like this."

“Did those 'knights' always been with you?”

"Yes, in that wilderness, I guard the bonfire you left with them." Luna nodded very seriously.

"What is the torrent of soul you mentioned just now reflected in the sky?" Yu Sheng thought for a while, and then asked curiously, "It's also from that wilderness?"

Luna looked for granted: "Yes."

Yu Sheng frowned.

He realized that the world in his eyes was still different from that in Luna's eyes.

Even though they saw the same wilderness, even though this "female knight" now stepped into the vision of the dead like him.

It seems that this is not the first time that such a thing is different in the eyes of himself and others. Over time, he even feels that this "difference in vision" is like a basic rule of this world, and even feels that... this world runs like this.

"...Yu Sheng? What's wrong?" Luna saw that Yu Sheng suddenly stopped speaking, and broke the silence with some concern.

"...Nothing." Yu Sheng waved his hand. He knew that there were countless secrets in this world, and that there were always many strange and unthinkable things around him, but now he obviously has no time to study these.

His attention was still focused on the "dead" in this black and white world.

When he came to the monk in black, Yu Sheng stretched out and kicked the other person in the body.

"Wake up, we've been chatting with you for so long, don't you plan to open your eyes?"

The "corpse" lying on the ground was still motionless at first, but Yu Sheng waited patiently - he knew that not all the dead would talk to him in a good manner. The angels before him even had the will to fight him after death, but as time passed, this resistance would gradually weaken.

After a moment, the cold shell finally twitched slightly.

The deceased woke up, and the man in black, who was shot dead by Xuan Che with a doctor-patient relationship, sat up stiffly, with a confused and astonished look under the mask.

He seemed to have not figured out the status quo, but in just a few seconds, the memory and cognition of death came like a tide, washing away the remaining mind in this body.

A vague and hoarse voice came under the mask, as if it was an angry curse, and it seemed just a murmur made by the deceased in his consciousness.

"Answer a few questions from me, there will be eternal peace left for you," Yu Sheng spoke in a low voice, guiding the dead's confused mind, "Who are you? What is your purpose?"

The man in black slowly raised his head. Under the mask, his eyes were already covered with mud, and he was still resisting, and a strange and hoarse sound came from his throat. After repeated several times, Yu Sheng finally heard several intermittent words clearly: "...The emperor's legacy... gradually awakens... looking for opportunities..."

"The Emperor's Legacy?" Yu Sheng instinctively captured the most critical part of the other party's words, "What does the Emperor's Legacy mean?"

The man in black made another hoarse sound in his throat, as if some words had become taboos in his mind. Even after death, the corresponding information was still imprisoned in the depths of his remaining rationality and difficult to say.

Yu Sheng could only try to let the deceased continue to disclose information through guidance: "There is some kind of 'legacy' hidden in this foreign land? Are you here for that legacy?"

The body of the deceased trembled, and he nodded with difficulty, but the next second he began to shake his head again, and the words he said were confused-

"If he wakes up... the whole world is destroyed..."

Immediately afterwards, the sound from under the mask became blurred and hoarse again, making it difficult to hear clearly.

Yu Sheng asked a few more questions, but basically he could only hear some intermittent murmurs - the mind of this practitioner is really tough. Even now, he is still desperately resisting the guidance and questions of "talking the dead", and this strong resistance in turn quickly consumes his remaining soul. Seeing his "body" showing signs of gradually falling apart.

It was judged that there was not much time left to ask the question, Yu Sheng could only quickly ask the last question: "This foreign entrance has been blocked, how did you come in?"

Asked this question, the black-clothed monk's body cracked a series of terrifying cracks, and smoke and dust rose from it. As the dead quickly turned into ashes, the last vague whisper came from under the mask: "...The Emperor's Dream... More than one place..."

The next second, the monotonous world of black, white and gray quietly collapsed, and the conversation between the dead ended.

Yu Sheng raised his head, saw the color in his vision recover quickly, and heard the sound of the wind ringing in his ears again. The blonde girl knight disappeared from his eyes, and the tall "artificial saint" not far away slowly turned his head and waved to this side.

On the pale metal face, the smile seemed to have warmth.

Erin was the first to run over, grabbed Yu Sheng's clothes and climbed up: "Hey, hey, Yu Sheng, what did you ask? Did you tell me? There were still a few lying here? Why don't you ask? These are just killed by C-shaped buckles, and they are quite uneasy in death. I don't know if they can be used. There is another one who made Hu Li step on it. It was a bit flat, but it has arms and legs..."

The noisy sound of the little doll was like a sandstorm blowing in the warm spring day, which instantly blew Yu Sheng out of the too deadly and cold atmosphere of the "Eye of the Dead". He casually pressed Erin on his shoulder, turned his head to look at Xuan Che, who was showing a curiosity on the side: "Have you ever heard of the word "The Legacy of the Emperor"?"

Xuan Che was stunned when he heard this: "The Emperor's Legacy?"

Then he thought about it carefully and shook his head slowly: "I haven't heard of it."

"It seems that I have to go back and ask your master. The most valuable information I have asked from this dead man is this word," Yu Sheng said, breathing a lightly. "In addition, I may know how these black monks came in while you blocked the entrances of the foreign land."

Xuan Che's expression immediately became serious: "How did they come in?!"
Chapter completed!