Broad World

Morul, who was only eighteen years old, had never felt so painful and weird. ～顶～点～novel.wm Two completely different worldviews appeared in his mind at the same time, one is the cognition that has gradually formed as a human being for more than ten years, and the other is the cold and ruthless mind-seating demon. The evil thoughts of intelligent life as food and slaves.

It is necessary to know that the reason why intelligent life is able to distinguish who one is, all stems from the cognition of the world, just like a newborn baby, except for basic physiological needs, does not have much self-awareness at all. After observing the people and things around them, they gradually understood the truth, and then various emotions such as happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy were born.

Once the root cause splits, it would be a collapse for a normal person, and it would be a miracle that it hasn't gone mad until now. But it won’t last long like this. If you can’t tell the winner before the body dries out, then the whole body will die because it can’t bear the dehydration.

For this situation, Henry could not think of a good way except for careful observation. Morul's body does not absorb water at all now, even if you forcibly pour clear water in from his mouth, it will all be vomited out in a few seconds. As for the various healing magic arts, they are completely useless, because this is neither a disease nor a wound, but a special physiological phenomenon caused by cognitive errors.

"I... I'm... Morul... I... are... human... kind..." After a long time of roaring, Morul had completely broken his vocal cords, and now he can only use husky ( moan. His looks are so weak, and the pupils of his eyes are very dilated, and he looks like he might be killed at any time.

"Hold on! Morul. As long as you can overcome the mind-separator's cognition of the world. You can gain the power of the mind. Become a powerful psychic." Henry used the "phantom sound" to keep on the apprentice's ears. While repeating this sentence. His expression is very cautious. Once there are traces of soul erosion, they will immediately destroy them completely.

God knows what the consequences will be after complete integration. Once the new consciousness has a human appearance and a cunning heart, coupled with the intelligence and psychic powers of the mind-severs, then this is an out-and-out horror monster. If it is allowed to grow, it will definitely set off a huge wave on this land, which is definitely more dangerous than most legendary spellcasters.

Fortunately, the situation has not developed in the worst direction. As Morul's voice became weaker and weaker, the whole person seemed to be dying, but he was still making his final efforts. Fight for your last chance. Perhaps it is this desire and persistence for life that humans have replaced dragons, elves, dwarves and giants and become the most powerful race on the surface.

Henry now admires the young man in front of him a little. Whether in terms of aptitude, character, or perseverance, he is absolutely worthy of the word genius. If he can persist, then he will definitely not mind training with his heart and let it bloom. Bright light. After all, there are too few real talents like this, and they definitely have the potential to become a legendary spellcaster.

As time passed, Morul's voice was only the size of a mosquito. Due to the loss of water. The body looked only dry skin and obvious bones, and it looked like a dying corpse. But his eyes were still wide open. The pupils kept retracting rapidly, as if the last trace of strength was used in the cognitive confrontation with the demon.

Looking at the apprentice who was so angry, Henry sighed slightly: "Oh, it's a pity, if you can keep your body hydrated, maybe you can really become the second mage and mind in human history..."

Before he finished speaking, the situation suddenly changed. Morul's forehead protruded rapidly, and after only a few seconds, the area from his forehead to the brow bone was like a big swelling, and a strange energy position began to form gradually. His eyes didn't know what was wrong, the brown pupils disappeared, replaced by silver eyeballs.

"Only...Only...Only the soul lives forever!"

With a shout, the dry and dehydrated body instantly returned to its original shape, and the surface skin exuded a light oily light, as if the state of frequent death just now was basically an illusion. Changing oneself and interfering with reality, there is no doubt that this experiment was successful, but I don't know whether it is human beings or the demon that is leading the cognition.

"Moruul?" Henry tried to call an apprentice by name. Although he really wants to know the changes in the other party's body, out of caution, he still needs to confirm it first. After all, the psychic energy burst was so strong just now, although it was accidental, its power should not be underestimated.

"Morul? A familiar name. Yes! This is my name! I am Morul! No... No... Am I Morul... Who am I? A terrible monster? Or a humble human ?"

The apprentice muttered to himself while touching his face. He seems to have lost some memories, and his personality has also changed, as if a brand new personality was born, neither belonged to the original Morul, nor was he swallowed by the evil cognition of the Heart Demon.

It can be said that this is far beyond Henry's expectations. Know that there is no single situation in this situation, and it will only happen in extreme coincidence situations. The cognition of the two worlds is thoroughly integrated, and then the way of thinking and personality are rewritten, and finally a dominant consciousness that can balance the two is born.

He didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, he didn't know what to do for a while. Do you accept him as your apprentice? Or immediately wipe out the threat in its budding state. In any case, this experiment finally proved that the blind eye theory is correct. Psionic powers are born in the thalamus, which belongs to the area of ​​root consciousness activity.

Just when Henry was a little hesitant, the newborn Morul gradually recovered his senses, using those silver eyes to observe the world around him, like a newborn baby, very curious about everything. He can use the power of the mind to lift up objects, books, and experimental equipment at will, showing a terrifying talent. I am afraid that most of the heart-reavers cannot have such strong psychic powers.

"Oh... God, what kind of monster did I make?" Henry smiled wryly and patted his forehead. He felt that this experiment was still too reckless, but fortunately it was Morul who was determined. I'm afraid it would have been affected by the cognition of the Demon Demon after changing to other people. Become a completely evil generation.

The blindness is a bit bad. But it's not too bad, at least there is a perfect experimental body. It is entirely possible to observe how his spiritual ability grows through teaching and training, so that a set of screening methods for human potential can be summarized, so as to achieve the purpose of cultivating psychics and spiritual warriors.

Morul looked around for a while, put everything back in place, and then ran over and asked curiously: "Who are you? Do you know me? Why am I here?"

Henry considered it for a moment and replied with a smile: "I am your teacher. And you are my apprentice. As for why you are here, it’s a long story. The simple explanation is that you conducted an experiment here, and Those supernatural powers just now were obtained after experiments."

"Teacher? Apprentice? Experiment? Why don't I remember all of them?" Morul asked, frowning. Judging from his expression and actions, it shouldn't be a lie. It seems that the side effects of this reorganization of consciousness are quite large, and I am afraid that there will not be too many memories left.

"Remember the Masked Mage Guild? That's where you used to stay. There are apprentices Raz and Nora, who were sent to learn magic with you." Henry continued to test while observing the specific reaction. To outsiders, he has always responded with the greatest degree of suspicion, for fear that this guy is deliberately acting for himself.

But Morul's reaction was very normal, and there was no doubt at all. He lowered his head to remember for a while. Immediately jumped up and shouted: "I remember! That's right! I am an apprentice of the Masked Mage Guild! I also have my father, mother and a younger brother."

"Yes, just remember it. I promised you before the experiment. No matter what the result is, I will accept you as a disciple. Now is the time to realize it. Come on, sign this magic contract and you can follow me in the future. Learning magic knowledge, of course, and how to exercise the power of the mind." As he said, Henry took out a contract that had been prepared for a long time. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, he hopes to control the uncertain factor in front of him immediately.

Maybe it was because the freshman's personality was very simple, Morul signed the name on the contract with his own blood without even thinking about it. In an instant, the entire parchment quickly burned out, proving that the extremely harsh terms above had taken effect. He knew what this contract meant, even if he wanted to regret it now, it was too late.

In order to ensure safety, Henry used the devil's usual tricks in the contract, pattern text. Now the promising apprentice in front of him, whether he is a slave or a soul, belongs to him completely. You don't even need to speak, just a thought can pull out the soul of the other party who signed the contract.

Of course, this is just in case. Under normal circumstances, it is not easy to use ~www.ltnovel.com~ After all, such an experimental subject is really rare, and I am afraid there will be no second one. At least Henry did not dare to risk a second experiment, because the probability of failure was far higher than success. The most likely thing was to create a group of desperate and lawless villains.

Looking at the black ash left over from the burning of the parchment on the floor, Morul asked in a low voice, "I have signed the contract. Can you tell me what happened now?"

"No problem, all of this must start from the experimental principle..." Henry took the whole thing from beginning to end, including the principle of the birth of psychic powers, how it works, the whole process of fusion, and the strange phenomenon that occurred at the end. , None of them fell. The reason why he explained in such detail is that he hopes that the young apprentice in front of him will not have misunderstandings, otherwise the follow-up experiments will be difficult to start.

After listening, Morul smiled bitterly and touched his protruding forehead and muttered to himself: "Hehe, is everything my own choice? It's really ironic... But good, at least I really got my heart. Spiritual powers."

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