Yi Lin lay in a mess in the ruins.

Ten seconds ago, the ruins were once a small intact mud house.

I don’t know if this matter is whether Yi Lin is unlucky or the owner is unlucky. In short, a good house is gone.

Yi Lin was in severe pain and crawled out of the ruins.

Mirien had a nervous expression and ran all the way here.

"Wait, wait!"

Yi Lin called Mirien from afar and told her not to come over.

Mirien was stunned, she thought Yi Lin was angry.

"Don't come over, come over again, I'm really going to die!"

The two of them stared at each other for two minutes.

After Gu Tianqing's deck set effect was over, Yi Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally got over it.

In this way, this combination of punches has both advantages and disadvantages.

In a similar situation, when Yilin used props to press the lucky value to the lower limit for the first time in Ritai City, the building collapsed one after another and wanted to bury him.

After the lucky value broke through the lower limit, he felt the malice from the world.

As his strength improves, he can generally resist this malice.

But it's not possible with Mirien.

She is equivalent to "strong luck".

As one goes up and the other goes down, the two of them stand together. It was not long before Iron turned around and fucked away by Mirien.

If I stayed there, Yi Lin would not dare to imagine what would happen.

After a moment,

Yi Lin couldn't help but have a strange idea.

Will he survive because of Mirien's "lucky" role?

But this point cannot be investigated in depth.

Yi Lin patted the dust on her body, stood up calmly, and waved to Milien.

Mirien approached carefully.

The two of them contacted each other again, and Yi Lin repeatedly confirmed that they did not react strangely, and finally confirmed that they were safe.

Tonight,

The alien legion attacked Uruk.

Yi Lin finished his own trick and waited quietly for the result.

But what happened suddenly was beyond Yi Lin's expectations.

The Uruk soldiers on the battlefield dragged back a corpse.

——The corpse of red hair.

“Get out of here.”

Yi Lin had a serious expression and squeezed into the formation.

I saw the red hair's expression was ferocious, and it was frozen. She lay straight on a simple stretcher, with a black complexion and a purple lips. According to Yi Lin's rich experience, the red hair was obviously dead.

A good person is gone.

"How is that possible?"

Yi Lin said in surprise.

“Too weak.”

Gilgamesh passed by, his disdainful eyes fell on Red Hair, and walked straight past without stopping.

Yi Lin stepped forward and checked his body briefly for a moment. He suddenly turned around and asked Gilgamesh from afar: "King Gilgamesh, can I personally bury my companion heroic spirit?"

King Gilgamesh turned his back to Yilin, but did not turn around, but stopped his steps of refusing to recognize his relatives.

After pausing for a moment, Gilgamesh continued to walk towards the palace and said coldly: "It's right."

Yi Lin smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness."

Gilgamesh walked up the ladder.

As his figure was about to disappear from everyone's sight, the young male spirit, Enchidu, floated out of Gilgamesh and waved his hand in the direction of Yilin in a friendly manner.

But soon, Gilgamesh pushed Enchi back.

The heroic sacrifice of the heroic spirit "Berserker" spread throughout Uruk in a short period of time.

In addition to red hair, during the interracial sneak attack tonight, the dead Uruk soldiers counted down and there were more than 2,000 people.

In the goddess square, in front of the statue of Goddess, the people of Uruk were kneeling.

They are praying for the dead, as if they are praying for the dead to return to the embrace of the goddess.

The painful atmosphere spread throughout Uruk, diluting the joy of victory.

"Based on my deep understanding of you, you are not the kind of great person who will collect corpses for your teammates."

Gu Tianqing walked over curiously and approached Yi Lin.

At this moment, Yi Lin was taking off her red-haired clothes. When she heard Gu Tianqing's voice, Yi Lin didn't raise her head and replied casually: "Of course not."

Gu Tianqing narrowed her eyes and watched Yi Lin groping back and forth on the red hair, and her actions were up and down.

He was silent for a while and sighed: "Sometimes, I find that because I am not perverted enough, I always feel out of place with you."

Gu Tianqing seemed to be pretending to be stupid.

Yi Lin felt the back of her head that had been ravaged by Mirien, and there was still a little pain left there.

He was reluctant to use a "Freediness Method: Crimson Chain" backhand, and used it as a small whip and whipped it at Gu Tianqing to relieve the hatred in his heart.

But now Yi Lin has no time.

Mirien also came over, curious about what Yilin was trying to do.

At first she really thought that Yi Lin was about to collect the corpse for the red-haired man, and a little touched in her heart inexplicably.

Yi Lin tore open the red-haired clothes.

While tearing, he said, "I think you should remember the setting of 'Heroic Spirit'."

Gu Tianqing pondered for a moment.

He was recalling the knowledge that the heroic zodiac forced into them.

A moment later, Gu Tianqing smiled and said, "Heroic spirits are the existences that the heroes who have left their great achievements as legends after their death and have become the object of faith. Even some heroic spirits do not exist in reality, but because of legends, beliefs, and human beliefs, they were manifested by the Holy Grail and the Heroic Spirit throne."

Yi Lin nodded: "That's right, to put it bluntly, the heroic spirit is a pure energy body, manifested by magic. Only the huge magic power of the Holy Grail can the heroic spirit be dragged out of the heroic spirit throne. In other words, the heroic spirit is actually immortal. In the past Holy Grail War, the dead heroic spirit did not die, but returned to the heroic spirit throne, waiting for the next summoning in the boring long time."

With a brief tone, Yi Lin turned his back to Mirien and Gu Tianqing, continued to make trouble, and said, "I still remember that there was a sentence in the initial 'tip' before we came in. Now you are a 'hero spirit' who 'assumed' has died and has left behind all kinds of deeds."

"Assuming?" Gu Tianqing's smile slightly restrained and her brows frowned. Obviously, he noticed the point in Yi Lin's words.

"Yes, assumption. That is to say, only the dead can become heroic spirits, but we are not dead. Sure enough—"

During the conversation, Yi Lin was not proficient in the technique and finally tore the red-haired clothes apart.

The red-haired upper body had a deep hole in his chest, which seemed to be fatal injuring from the front chest to the back.

On the left side of the ribs, there is a narrow and long gap, with black edges and looks insignificant.

Gu Tianqing also squatted down.

Check out the red-haired corpse carefully.

"Now, I can confirm one thing first," Yi Lin took a breath: "Our existence is between heroic spirits and non-heroic spirits. We have the identity and power of heroic spirits, but the essence is completely different from that of heroic spirits. It can be said that we are 'pseudo heroic spirits'."

"So we can see the red-haired corpse."

Gu Tianqing squinted her eyes and said with a fake smile.

"Assuming we are dead, I think it should be understood that we should be 'almost' dead. In layman't, it is just in the 'dead moment', so we barely meet the conditions for putting on the identity of 'heroic spirit', and come to this era and to Uruk."

Gu Tianqing was wearing gloves and gently tapped her fingers on the blood hole in the red-haired chest: "In my experience, this wound is more like the damage left by the chain when we came in."

Yi Lin quickly pointed to the small gap on the left rib and quickly continued: "So, it is very likely that this is a real fatal injury."

"The problem is," Gu Tianqing closed her eyes and entered the unblocked communication mode with Yi Lin again, saying: "This is not a fatal part, but in conventional theory, it is not. Unless the weapon is long enough to directly destroy his heart."

"Yes, the question is not whether Red Hair dies, but how he died. On the surface, it seems that he can't find the answer."

Yi Lin lowered her head and pondered.

Gu Tianqing laughed in silence: "Do you think? Hiss--this is not good."
To be continued...