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I don't know what Zhang Xiao thought in his heart, Hayada Jiro didn't hesitate, weighed it for a while, then nodded and agreed: "No problem...... I just hope that once Dr. Yasuda confirms that the demon is terrible, he will do it directly, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Okay." Zhang Xiao nodded in agreement, walked up to Jiro Hayata, motioned for him to close his eyes, and then reached out to cover his closed eyes.

"Relax...... Relaxing......"

His tone was low and inexplicable, as if it contained special powers.

At the same time, a red light flashed in Zhang Xiao's eyes, and if you look closely, you will see the scene of the red weird ghost head knife flashing in his pupils.

In an instant, Zhang Xiao's spirit followed some kind of underworld connection, left his physical body, and entered his ghost head knife.

It's just that at this time, the ghost head knife is not an entity, but an illusory immaterial form, a pure consciousness, a kind of thought, a memory, and another form of the soul......

Zhang Xiao was still standing, but his spirit had been carried by the Ghost Head Knife and invaded the spirit that Hayada Jiro let go.

- This is similar to the way he used to enter the Flame Eagle Memory Core in the first place.

However, unlike the last time he entered the memory of the Flame Eagle, this time he entered a human consciousness space, and Zhang Xiao experienced a completely different feeling.

It was a kind of difficulty to swim against the current, like swimming against a raging torrent, and there was always a strong force hindering his relocation, even washing him into the abyss.

Zhang Xiao knows that this is the rejection of consciousness, and it has nothing to do with the will of Jiro Hayata, it is the body's instinct to enter the internal foreign body, and it is a kind of subconscious immunity.

If there is an ontological will bonus at this time, this torrent will turn into turbulent magma, not to mention resisting, and he can't even touch it, Zhang Xiao must only follow this force to leave the other party's consciousness space, otherwise he will be crushed into his consciousness and turn himself into an idiot.

Fortunately, as he said, Hayada Jiro completely trusted Zhang Xiao and let go of his spirit, so that this spiritual impact was in vain, the torrent was surging, but it could not break the stubborn stone, if it turned into a swimming fish with great strength, or even like a fish in water, it could swim against the current.

In this way, Zhang Xiao strengthened his consciousness in the torrent of consciousness, following the little gap opened up by the blade of will, a little bit against the rejection of Hayada Jiro's consciousness instinct, close to his memory.

I don't know how long it took, but finally, Zhang Xiao's consciousness seemed to see the light.

Boom -

With the brightness of consciousness, Zhang Xiao also suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had returned to reality again and had a body.

"It's ......"

Zhang Xiao looked at the blood-red palm with strange lines spread out in front of him, and realized something.

Looking down, he unsurprisingly saw the familiar, hideous skeletal armor that had accompanied his stand-in for some time.

"'Scarlet Nightmare'? Sure enough. ”

Zhang Xiao touched his face, but he could only touch a helmet like metal and bone, he was not surprised, and he could even imagine what he looked like at this time.

Although there is no mirror and he can't see his current appearance, Zhang Xiao knows that in that helmet must be the face that is six or seven points similar to him, but it is more evil, representing the embodiment of all his obsessions and malice.

"Sure enough, after entering the consciousness space, my consciousness will become a 'blood nightmare', and the last time I mutated between the memories of the Flaming Eagle was not a flash in the pan."

It is naturally more convenient to have a body, although Zhang Xiao vaguely feels that such a form is a little inappropriate, but this is not the time to delve in, and there are more important things in front of him.

Zhang Xiao looked at the space in front of him, this space was very bright, bright and even a little dazzling, which made him squint unconsciously.

There are no floating memory balls in this space, only some buildings, large or small, towering, far and near, I don't know how many there are, faintly divided into several pieces.

It wasn't the same as the reddish-and-yellow memories of the Flame Eagle, and it wasn't as colorful as he thought it would be—he had expected it to fill the space with colorful memories, but it wasn't there.

However, Zhang Xiao soon understood the nature of the space in front of him, and he raised his hand to see that smoke was rising from his body at some point, and made a "whoosh" sound.

"Is it alive?"

Zhang Xiao felt the disgust of the blood-colored nightmare instinct, not his own feelings, but the instinct of this body.

So Zhang Xiao immediately understood the meaning of this bright light - vitality; The brighter it is, the more healthy and strong the spirit of the owner of this place, so it will have such a "chemical reaction" with the blood-colored nightmare that represents the obsession of destruction and depravity.

It's this space that is weakening the power of the Scarlet Nightmare, and even ...... in the destruction of him.

"In that case, I'm going to speed things up."

This is an unexpected trouble, Zhang Xiao has no choice, after all, there is naturally a difference between having a body and not having a body, and compared to the convenience of having no attributes when there is no body, there is still a body with strength that is more liked by Zhang Xiao.

Thinking of it, Zhang Xiao did not hesitate to rush in one direction, it was an area with a very high concentration of buildings in this bright space, according to Zhang Xiao's observation, there were roughly six such areas in this space.

Zhang Xiao guessed that these buildings were likely to be the seven personalities of Hayada Jiro, and he estimated that the buildings here were memories, and a similar group of buildings formed a personality.

The more mottled and old the building, the longer the memory, and if you divide it once, you can also see the birth of these seven buildings.

However, even the oldest buildings and the largest complexes have newer buildings on the edges, which means that the personality still has new memories.

However, the complex of buildings in the direction that Zhang Xiao rushed to at this time was markedly different from the six in the other directions—disorganized, hideous, and far less and taller than the other six.

According to Zhang Xiao's understanding, this is probably where Hayada Jiro's seventh personality lies.

"A single thought, a hideous appearance, the memories that make up the personality take on the most essential appearance here, no, it should be said that this is the nature of the personality."

Hideous, undoubtedly representing the alienation of this personality, Zhang Xiao did not carelessly, did not rush into the middle of the building complex, but slowly slowed down when approaching the building complex, and in the end, he stopped next to a small building at the very edge and observed it carefully.

Of course, it is only compared to the other tall buildings in the complex, which increase in size very regularly towards the interior, and the most central building is like a skyscraper.

However, compared to the other buildings in the complex, the small buildings on the edge of the seventh complex are enough to occupy a more central area.

Zhang Xiao looked at the slightly discolored ground under his feet, felt the faint depression around him, and the peeping that seemed to come from the building, he knew that it was not a good place in front of him.

"Looks like you've come to the right place."

Smiling slightly, Zhang Xiao crashed into the small building without hesitation, he wanted to see what ghosts were hidden here!

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Thank you for the reward of "Silver Chariot Requiem", thank you. (To be continued.) )