magician in town

Chapter 443 The Dead Woman

Chapter 440

The wrestling calmed down after the eccentric parity, and the world maintained a balance between wilderness and sea, with coastlines stretching and steady.Roach created a white cliff at the border of his own world, at the end of the wasteland, and maintained a psychological advantage that he must be a little higher than the clownfish.And an ocean of clownfish lapped under his cliff, beating cold white foam on the cold rock face, and Roach couldn't help but think of the clownfish spitting on his feet.

Of course, he concentrated his attention, and the battle of the mind master would not be so unreasonable.

A projection of Roach himself appears on top of the cliff, a green slime.

The projection of another entity appeared in the sea, and the waves lifted him up. A man in the robes of the mage stood in the sea, and the hood of the cloak was pulled low on his head.

Roach looked at him silently. Although one of their conscious worlds chose land and the other chose ocean this time, he still felt a little similarity between them, they were both cold.

They didn't speak for a while, and Roach felt more and more familiarity from the other party's consciousness world, which was the feeling when meeting someone of the same kind.He looked at the ocean in bewilderment, he could analyze part of it, he understood some traces of thinking in it, they had similar feelings and similar thinking ability.This similarity to the same kind of people made him uncomfortable, the clownfish was like a cruel mirror, alluding to the magnified coldness and determination of his anger.He prefers the similarity between himself and Du Zhengyi, and the similarity in other levels and structures.

At this moment, a sneer was blowing from the sea like a cold and damp wind, and Roach clearly interpreted the emotions coming from his consciousness. Will such a person help Du Zhengyi?Will he tell Du Zhengyi to return him a favor and bring his friend back?Just because he apologized for Du Zhengyi's injury and dying condition?

It was impossible, Du Zhengyi was being used.

"I've been thinking, why did you help Du Zhengyi fight against the ancestor mage to save my life." Roach asked in the conscious world.

A burst of laughter came. "Because we cherish each other. I mean, Du Zhengyi and I."

"Come on." Roach said, "Just use your heroic feelings to deceive Du Zhengyi. Only heroes will believe your nonsense. We mind mages are not fighters, and there are no heroes among us. You won't treat yourself at all. I feel sorry for killing Du Zhengyi!"

"What? Just started your journey, and you think you already know the mind mage?" The clownfish's consciousness asked him.

"At least I understand you." Roach said, he shook his tentacles violently, and a woman appeared beside the slime.

She was a slender, slender woman, even a little too thin, and she looked soft and pitiful in the wind howling between the black sea and the moor in the north.It's just that she is standing here, she is a rare warm existence in this world.Her red sleeves were swaying gently in the wind, and she smiled at them softly, with a childlike naughtiness.

The world of clownfish hides slight quivering with frost.

"I've seen her," Roach said aloud.

In his world, he could make a woman turn her head to look at him, but he chose to turn her head to look at the woman himself, and he let her completely maintain the illusion of a complete individual existence.Although Roach could not actually see her face clearly, nor could he confirm the most detailed outline of her face, her presence was unquestionable, and it felt like looking at an impressionist painting.Although he couldn't see every detail of her outline, he could see the gentleness and serenity in her eyes, the naughty corners of her lips, and the vitality of her cheeks.Like impression paintings, they read and represent a world through the mind and not through the eyes, he captured the impression the clownfish had in his head when he looked at her once in life.Perhaps this is actually the most real existence.

The clownfish also uses this method to preserve itself. Roach can't see him clearly, but he can see the coldness of his gaze and the complexity of his expression (complexity of thinking).

"I've seen her." Roach reiterated again, "not just during the confrontation just now. Pulling her out of your core consciousness just now just made me start to recall where I saw her last time."

"Impossible." The clownfish said decisively.

"Funny, you're throwing yourself all over the place just like me," Roach said, giving him away.

The clownfish watched him gloomily.

"Tell me, did you become so perverted and unscrupulous because you lost her?" Roach asked.

"Shut up." The clownfish said in a low voice, but not angry.

The cold wind made the woman beside Roach start to shiver, she began to feel cold, sighed, raised her head and looked at the sea in the distance, as if she wanted to see when the storm would stop and when the sun would show its head , let her body warm up.

A wave of anger came from the sea, thunder and lightning flashed under the clouds, and the voice of the clownfish was like rumbling thunder, "You are not allowed to play with her!"

Roach stopped manipulating her form, stopped manipulating the dead.Even if she was just a fantasy created by Roach, no one would feel good when someone else was playing with their dead lover.Roach managed to piss off the clownfish.

The woman ceased any act of the living, and once again stood on the cliff like a distant memory.Because he couldn't bear it, Roche made another bonfire for her without hesitation.This kind of behavior can only comfort oneself, like burning paper money for the dead.

"Roach, what the hell do you mean?" the clownfish growled.

"I almost died once, and I saw her when I was dying, and many other people who have died." Roach said slowly, "Now that I think about it, that incident and I were dying It doesn't really matter, the ghosts I saw were not ghosts. What I saw were fragments of memory, but not my memory. I used to suspect that it was someone else's memory, but I don't think anyone who has seen a walking people in chariots, and have seen women in jeans."

The clownfish understood what he meant, "Indeed, no one can live that long."

This may be a temptation, or it may be a trap.Roach didn't answer his words, and continued, "Now I know what it is. After that, I also took away many other people's memories. Memories are like footnotes in time."

The clownfish passed a mocking wind for a while, with strong contempt, he sneered at Roach, "It's really literary."

A burst of anger flashed through Roach's conscious world, and he attacked, "The end of the Pendragon orbit in the Guan family, you modified the old mage's crystal, and you set a trap. I touched that crystal , there is a copy of your soul stored there. I have to say, your soul tastes really bitter. Do all those who want to take revenge on the world have that kind of soul smell? Your soul has long been broken, even if Even if you extract a copy, you can’t get rid of the pain. Not to mention the shards of other people’s memories are shattered in your memory, I guess you are crazy, so crazy that you can’t even remember the part of yourself or others.”

"In time," said Wind, with an amusing laugh, "everyone will."

"What? Turning into an old fool?" Roach asked in surprise, cursing the clownfish secretly. "Your memory is messed up."

"It's because you can't read encrypted memories at all."

Roach froze for a moment, his mind was running quickly, thinking about possibilities. "Did you deliberately break up your memories and reassemble them with your own encryption method? This will prevent others from reading your memories?"

Considering their opposing positions, the clownfish shouldn't have responded to him, but perhaps it was rare to meet a comparable opponent, and no one could help but want to show off. "You can't learn it."

"I can't learn it? Didn't the school teach it? Did you invent it yourself?" Roach asked curiously, "I have searched the common techniques of mind mages, and indeed no one does it. I think human beings use this method to give Computer encrypted. Aren't you the lotus burner?"

The clownfish is indifferent.

"Why can you become invisible?" Roach asked again.

The clownfish still didn't answer him, and Roach vaguely noticed that he was thinking, and the decision hadn't been made yet.

"For some reason, you have invisibility magic that is far superior to others, and you still want to covet the curse ability of the highland mage, right?" Roach asked.

(End of this chapter)