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In Bright's perception, his soul now appears in two distinct halves, one half white and the other black. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He knew that his consciousness was provided by the black half of his soul at this moment, but he also remembered all the memories in the other half of his soul, as if he had experienced it himself, and this feeling was very strange.

The other half of the soul is also Darko's soul, and it is from Darko's memory that he knows how many twists and turns his soul has gone through to be resurrected.

Ever since his resurrection, Bright has been tense in his nerves, as if everything around him had formed a great vortex that wanted to crush him.

Until now, he finally felt that this environment was safe, so he tried to touch the soul of the other half that did not belong to him, and slowly released the suppression of it.

Bright's body shook and trembled, and his expression fluctuated after a change in his eyes, "You! You actually suppressed me! This body belongs to me! Get out of here!"

"Oh, but it's mine now. Bright's expression changed from anger to smile again, as if to say to himself, "Don't you forget, we were one in the previous life!"

Bright's eyes were confused and clear, and his expression changed alternately, as if this body was occupied by two people in turn.

"I'm one with you! I'm Darko! Darko Nike Remmons! That's the name my master gave me!"

"Good. So Darko, tell me, where did those soul fragments in your soul absorb them?"

"Soul fragments, the spiritual power that escapes after killing the undead?"

"Yes, that's it. Do you know why you can suck the fragments of their souls?"

"How could I have known such a thing? That's it when the master summoned me!"

"Everything in the world has a cause and effect. There is no such thing as a free lunch, and there is no such thing as being powerful for no reason. ”

"Do you know why?"

"Remember the Radiant Priest, Oscar Theron's legendary weapon, you were imprisoned in that sword. For some reason, you were able to escape. ”

"Oscar?Radiant Judgment?Legendary Weapon?" Darko had a familiar feeling when he heard these terms, but he couldn't remember where he had heard them, and such a feeling made him want to go crazy for a while.

"Selby's knight's spear must have been treated in such a way that it looks like a rough weapon, but it's actually a legendary weapon that can store souls. Our souls were imprisoned in the two weapons, and we were separated from each other. ”

"What does this have to do with the soul fragments I absorbed?"

"Of course it matters, because your soul was incomplete before, but you longed for wholeness, so under your instinctive will, you actually developed the ability to devour soul fragments, and devoured a lot of soul fragments in the undead hell. And after you and I have reached the same body, the soul is already complete, and you will naturally no longer have this ability. ”

Darko was silent, he could feel that his soul's tuck at other soul fragments was gone. He hesitated and asked, "These...... How do you know?"

"I guess so! In the inheritance of memories of past lives, it seems that you are more inclined towards emotion and instinct, while I am more inclined towards reason and calculation. ”

"What memories of past lives? Past lives, past lives, you have said it many times! Who knows if you made it up yourself!"

"The memory is in my soul, and now I open my soul to you, and you can consult my memories, or our memories, for yourself. Bright thought for a moment and added, "It's not a lot, though. ”

Darko was silent, he hesitated for a long time, making sure that this was not some conspiracy of Bright, and then went to probe the part of his soul that belonged to Bright's memory.

Scenes and fragments intermingled, although he had just seen it, but Darko was no stranger to those things, he finally knew the source of his sense of déjà vu, and also knew a lot of skill practice experience.

Why was he able to distinguish the level of others by the fluctuation intensity of his magic and fighting qi...... Why is he able to silently use the fireball technique...... What he could recognize nightmares, lichs, and undead knights at first sight......

Everything was answered in Bright's memory, and then he saw the faith of his previous life.

Boom! Darko's head roared.

I belong to the light. Am I part of the light?

But his current body obviously belongs to darkness, because the master has a pure dark aura, which is not wrong. The master is dark, and of course he is also dark, and Darko's logic is very simple and clear. But his soul does have traces of light, and as for why this is so, Darko has not thought about it. After coming to this world, he has developed a habit of not thinking about things that he doesn't understand, as long as he remembers that Phyllis is his master. Darko could feel that he and his master were always connected by a contract, that he could be summoned by his master at any time, and he knew that he could not resist his master's orders.

But now he also has discovered the memories in half of Bright's soul, and he feels hesitant and helpless just by browsing these memories, so what kind of pain does Bright carry these memories?

Bright ...... How did you die?" Darko's attitude softened a little, although Bright's memory was less than 10% of his previous life, but it was enough to shock Darko, who didn't know anything before.

Bright was silent, as if he had been in recollection, and Darko followed Bright's thoughts.

……

After Selby's sacrifice, Bright's soul was in the kingdom of Owen, the god of darkness.

Silence, maddening silence.

The darkness of dead silence is like a dark night without starlight, more desolate than desolate, more empty than nothing.

I don't know how long it's been time, but it feels so long.

At first, he struggled to find a way to escape.

In this absolute darkness, he has power that he cannot use, and his wit has nowhere to use it.

So he began to calm himself, telling himself that his other half of the soul would not give up on what he didn't care about, and would definitely come to save him.

He decided to wait.

The long waiting time was a bit boring, and in order to determine the time, he counted them one by one.

But soon, the numbers were out of order.

So he started counting again, and when he did, he gave up completely.

He remembered that there was a punishment in the prison of the Temple of Light, called confinement.

It is said that this is an incomparably terrifying kind of mental torture, even if it is only locked up for ten days, it can make people cry bitterly, even the most tenacious people will not be able to survive, and if it lasts longer, it will even die.

And in this space, he does not age, he does not starve, and he does not die.

So he was destined to have only one end - a mental breakdown.

He didn't know how long he would last, but he knew that even if he was a great magician, he couldn't compete with time after all.

Sooner or later, this dead world would destroy him, numb his nerves, and destroy his will.

At this time, he finally had a feeling of panic in his heart, and he began to be anxious.

Anxiety is like a seed that sprouts in the heart and grows rapidly.

He yelled in the void, desperately calling, but got no response.

He finally entered a state of hysterical madness.

He shouted loudly and even kept attacking himself, but found that he couldn't even harm himself, couldn't find the wall even if he wanted to hit it, and couldn't find the ground when he wanted to run.

He's just wandering in the dark!

A new round of madness and hysteria has begun. He continued to shout, yell, punch and kick in the void.

The shred of reason that still existed in his heart told him that he could not go on like this, and that the terror that had grown in madness would destroy him completely.

He had to find something to do, to think, that was the best way to calm himself.

But when will it be calm? It's not that you can't get out?

The irrepressible decadent thoughts in his heart grew again, and he entered another madness.

Eventually he got tired of it again, and he wanted to sleep.

However, in the consciousness of the soul, there is no possibility of sleeping.

……

"I don't remember!" "I can't remember!" "I've remembered too many times in that darkness! I've remembered every time since I was a child!" and now I've forgotten!"

Darko was overwhelmed, and he felt that if he had experienced such boundless darkness, he would have gone crazy.

It was Bright who said first, "We were souls from the same person in our previous lives, but we were divided because of the differences we experienced after death. ”

Darko whispered, "Master...... The host, she was very nice to me. ”

"I know. ”

"But you are Bright, the god of light, Redians. ”

"That's right, this name has too many bonds, and I don't want to give it up yet. It's just that in Selby's damn weapon, I'm still assimilated by the darkness. ”

"Have you been assimilated by the darkness? So, you relied on this darkness to suppress my credibility and seize control of my body?"

"That's right, faith is the power we all have, although it is very small, but it is still too strong compared to ordinary spiritual power. But I have a lot more memories of my past life than you, and the more I have experienced, the more willpower I will naturally be stronger than yours, so I have taken control of my body. ”

Dakko was speechless for a moment.

"The two of us together don't have a complete memory. But it's enough to speculate a lot. In our previous lives, we were likely to die in a conspiracy, and we are Bright's message that must not be exposed. ”

"If one day in the future, you figure out the conspiracy of your past life and prove your identity, will you still go back?"

"What you're trying to ask is if I'm going to hurt Phyllis. ”

"That's right, she's my master. ”

"Our hosts. ”

"Are you sure?" said Dacko, a little incredulous.

"In that darkness, I've sworn that I'll be willing to get anyone out of the way and make me a sex slave. ”

"......" Darko didn't expect Bright to be so generous, he was very happy to get Bright's promise, but he seemed to feel indebted to Bright in his heart.

"The control of your body is yours, Daktronics. This is what you possess first, and I just strike first when the situation is unclear. It is now clear that we should work together, after all, no place is completely safe. It's dangerous to reveal your identity to anyone, including Phyllis. ”

"This body, it's up to you to control, you have a lot of fighting skills and willpower qualities in your memory that I don't have. To be honest, I would feel more at ease if you were in control. ”

"Then in the Academy, the control of the body is handed over to you, but in the event of a battle, it is up to me. And when I'm with Phyllis, I'll give you my body. Otherwise, it would be awkward for me to call her master, cough. ”

"Well, I'll listen to you. Dakko couldn't hide his joy.

After a series of negotiations, Bright and Dakko reached a preliminary agreement on control of their bodies. For them, this is a big step forward in the development of their relationship.

Though...... It's just a skeleton.

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