Someone is trying to create the illusion of someone's relationship with him, of the sight and the truth that he cannot deny.

That's right?

Mark....... Or the former Master Mark Treasurer?

!!

The white tip of the blade sparkled through the trails of glitter on the inner wall of the Flying Shadow, attracting the attention of the manipulator's consciousness inside.

"You're as smart as he is. Empty. ”

The long voice, wafting throughout the cabin, seemed to be everywhere and ethereal.

"Hello, Uncle Mark."

The empty prince put away his white blade and gave a salute to the air, but he didn't have much respect.

After all, it was the queen who abolished it herself.

Even if the relationship was close before, forget it until the point is reached.

“....... What are you looking forward to? The last time you called me that, it was very far away. Well. I can't remember all of it. ”

Sora was a little puzzled, and the corners of her weak eyes couldn't help but start flickering, making the little girl on the side feel even more that she had to show someone.

It's just hard to think of more.

And Mark was reluctant to say too much.

Mark ....... Uncle, can you tell me who that person is? You never wanted that person to know. ”

No longer disturbed by other things, empty straight to the point, of course, the weapon in his hand is the sound of a pit.

"I can't tell you who he is. But from now on, I will no longer prevent you from going to him. Good luck. ”

The voice of the former Master Mark Treasurer flashed away and was no longer there.

Outside the flying shadow, countless black air currents swept by.

Tiny black particles of black matter, mixed with the wind, are loaded with flying shadows flying at high speed, burning clusters of sparks of kindness in the air from time to time, and in the night sky where you can't see your fingers, they are exceptionally bright and eye-catching.

It's just that the Flying Shadow is flying very calmly. There was neither slowing down nor further trauma.

Instead, those stains were polished and shiny, and when he got up during the day, Guan Bao flashed old Chilun's eyes.

No matter how dangerous and steep the flying shadow is, the cabin is always calm.

A few people simply let go, and in the medical cabin, checked their own information.

Everyone has an impression, but they can't get together and can't remember the person.

Who the hell is it?

Luckily, there are medical cabins here.

The medical pod was dismantled, with no power source and no Shadow attached.

Theoretically, there will be no more people to interfere and stop them from seeking the truth.

Of course, don't expect any help in the process.

Mark and Hudu, who had re-entered, glanced at each other and groped their way around the medical cabin.

After a while, the coffin-like medical pod was dismantled in eight pieces, except for an original body like a robotic arm in the capsule.

That's the core component of the treatment. Mark smiled suddenly. A friend showed him an alternative use of Tu Fan.

I still remember the silver snakes in the sky when the trapped beasts were fighting.

Mark unscrewed Tu Fan, exposed the excitation device, twisted it to the maximum excitation mode, and then slammed it down towards the place where the mechanical arm was suspected of energy input!

Airplanes! Buzz Buzz Buzz!

Because the power of Mark's special Tu Fan is even more powerful, it instantly stimulates more energy.

And those energies turned the usually docile clumps of white silk into tentacles like green snakes all of a sudden, and they changed in the same amount as astronomical numbers.

Countless blue-white filaments wrapped Sora and Appa together, and the transparent flow of information was constantly revealed.

The fragments of the memories of those two kept being thrown! It's just that except for the first two, the rest are only endless snowflake signals.

"That's it!"

Mark couldn't bear to be hurt by the two children, and twisted his hands and closed them again.

The more those memory fragments were extracted, the more uncomfortable the two became.

Information, of course, is material. The loss of information, at a certain level, can be directly understood as damage to the soul.

Mark adjusted Tu Fan's energy signal again, to the minimum.

It is enough to maintain the filaments of the robotic arm and solidify certain impressions.

For example, the figure that falls infinitely in front of the yellow pupils.

For example, after taking someone to argue with Mark, he snatched the door out.

All the people were stunned.

Appa saw the uncle, a different uncle.

It turns out that the uncle has dressed like that. Clothes full of exotic style, different styles and textures, just like people in another world, far away.

And the exquisite abode and food that has never been seen before, it looks really delicious.

And Uncle Mark, why is Uncle Mark so fierce. And what was he talking about?

Mark certainly knew what his brother was talking about.

Mark was also blindsided.

That person, it turned out to be Qi!

When did you and Qi meet?

No!!!

That's his brother, the former Master Mark Treasurer! I actually knew Qi.

It's just that there's more background information! They are not in this world!

Mark instantly understood why his brother was making trouble.

Here's why.

Yu Du also saw something.

Something he noticed the first time, he just couldn't believe it.

"It's ....... It's ........"

Yu Du desperately touched the scene that had been flashing. It was a knife in Mark's hand.

There was also a piece of bright red food on the knife, which looked a bit like meat or something.

But Yu Du just wanted to see the flickering scene on the knife, desperately trying to zoom in.

Mark didn't laugh at the old man, but only slightly adjusted Tu Fan's output power.

Then the image was stripped out and reassembled by those filaments and set aside.

Old Yu Du's lips trembled, and he turned the image over.

The image on the knife is reversed, Mark makes a gesture, and the image is corrected.

It's nothing, huh?

All the people, looking at the image, the chaotic snowflake spots, what can be so strange?

Old Yu Du, in an ethereal and atonated voice, said wryly: "Didn't you see it? Don't see that? ”

What do you see?

Mark was really helpless, but when he watched Old Yu Du drag over a few pictures that he hadn't recognized before. Mark's eyes lit up!

The snowflakes of that scene blend very smoothly into the unrecognizable images.

No matter how it is placed, it is so harmonious and unified. The position, form and frequency of the snowflake restlessness are perfectly unified.

This is!

"Sunset."

"Where's the afterglow of the founding!"

"It's the last time!"

Old Yu Du's face showed numbness, dementia, bitter love, etc., and the expressions that did not appear on his face before would not appear at all.

Mark didn't seem to care about Old Yudu's expression either.

The numb egg, I already knew that there was a secret, and this secret is big!

Boom! Rumble!!!

A few people were exploring the secrets behind this scene, and after a huge shock, there was a violent explosion!

The gunwales where several people were were suddenly exposed to a huge black wind current!

Those dense black mist are not only amazingly lethal, but also breathless, extremely poisonous!

Fortunately, the Flying Shadow quickly erupted with countless high-energy filaments, sealing the hole-in-the-hole gunhouse.

The flight quickly stabilized, and Mark carefully removed the armor from Apa's mouth and nose. Yu Du also took the same action down on the empty prince.

Then the eyes of the four people gathered in unison on the extra black figure in the Flying Shadow Cabin.

A black flamboyant feathered helmet.

Bright black flakes of fine rhombic nails.

The black hammer head has a short handle and a hammer tail like ablation.

His eyes were faint, but there was a god.

The slender and tall body stretched out the black hand armor and held the mechanical arm with the image exposed in his hand.

The afterglow of creation, which shocked both Old Yu Du and Mark, was still shining in front of the uninvited guests at this moment.