Silence returned to the ruins, the last of the flames had dissipated a day earlier, and darkness spread from all around it, engulfing the ancient structure once more.

Thick dust settled, and distorted wails echoed in the depths of the hallway, and in that corner, in the cracks of the wall tiles, in the darker places, strange shadows twisted and stretched.

Mu Yan, who had been lying on the ground like a dead corpse for a long time, suddenly took a deep breath and sat up from the ground suddenly, his swollen and chaotic brain made it difficult for him to concentrate for a while.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand, and recited a series of incantations with a light car, and soon a pure blue light emerged from his palm, smoothing the confusion in his mind.

Apprentice Spell - Clarity!

Wait a minute...... Clarity?

Mu Yan, who suddenly realized something, opened his eyes wide, and the chaotic memory in his mind was finally frozen in the picture of himself being shocked to death by the aftermath of the battle between the Pope of Light and the Great Elder of the Shadow Weaver lineage - the memory of Thun's thirty-seven years was completely displayed in his memory!

It's as if ...... All of this is what he has experienced firsthand!

Wrong!

Mu Yan's eyes sank, and he immediately noticed something abnormal, and when he thought about it carefully, this period of Thun's life in his memory was completely incompatible with him.

He and Thun are completely two people, experiencing completely different worlds, completely different lives, there is no existence of Mu Yan in the memory of Thun, and there is no existence of Thun in Mu Yan's memory, it looks more like the memory of Thun is deeply inserted in his mind!

The only similarity is probably only in the style of acting and thinking, in that memory that belongs to Thun, Thun's way of speaking and doing things usually makes Mu Yan feel that if it were me, I would do the same!

Of course, if it had to be said that a certain great power inserted a new memory in Mu Yan's mind, it was not necessarily true, after fusing Voldemort's memory, Mu Yan could be described as cautious in terms of memory, as half of the memory magic expert, he knew very well how obvious side effects would be if the memories of two people were stitched together.

But so far none of these side effects have appeared on him, and Thun's memories are perfectly integrated with his original memories, not the stiffness of splicing, but more like the feeling of recalling a certain memory.

Mu Yan was familiar with this feeling, because he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have done such a thing to himself in the Harry Potter world.

However, this does not rule out the possibility that some existence methods are superb, or that some magic is unpredictable, and the gods have unknowingly changed his memory, and he is unable to detect it.

I thought about it. Mu Yan quickly stood up and glanced around.

His current location was still outside the secret room marked with Tyxant's name, the stone wall was still tightly closed, as if it had never been opened, and the black fog in distant memories was more like an illusion.

But Mu Yan knew that this was not an illusion, and the wolf witch and Sazhufan were the best proof of this.

At this time, to his left, the burly and strong body of the wolf witch had long since disappeared, and all that remained was a familiar dark elemental crystal, apparently left behind after the wolf witch's death.

And Sarcody fell not far from him.

To be honest, if he hadn't remembered the rag-like style of clothes on Sarzufan, he might not have recognized the mass on the ground as the Great Boar Shaman who had bothered him and the Wolf Witch in the past.

I saw that at this time, under the clothes that originally belonged to Sha Zhufan, a mass of rotten flesh was slowly wriggling, and eight fleshy palms that seemed to have been peeled grew out of the rotten flesh hideously, and with the wriggling palms of the rotten flesh, they clenched and loosened from time to time, or tried to stretch into the distance.

The most important thing is that those palms still emit a rich black light!

It was a black light that only Mu Yan, who belonged to tourists, could see!

——After more than 20 days in this world, Mu Yan's hunting technique has finally taken effect once!

In fact, this is also an accident, originally he threw a hunting technique on Sazhufan to use the other party as bait to explore the situation in the Tyxon secret room, after all, this hunting mark will automatically return to him after the death of the marked person.

However, if you have the intention to plant flowers and flowers, you have no intention of planting willows and willows, but I didn't expect that this hunting technique, which has never been successful, actually succeeded once on Sha Zhufan, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy.

However, this also gave him an important reminder on the other hand - Sazhufan was killed by him!

Because the judgment of hunting spell must be a creature killed by his own hands for it to take effect!

But this is strange, not to mention whether Mu Yan has the ability to kill Sha Zhufan, and in his own memory, there is no memory of killing Sha Zhu Fan at all!

But you can't go wrong with amusement parks.

Ruling out the possibility that he had forgotten part of his memory, and deducing the process from this result, Mu Yanxin had some vague guesses about Thun's memory.

He reached for his hand, and the moment he touched one of the bloody hands, the bloody hand suddenly clenched, grasping his hand in one fell swoop, and at the same time the palm of the hand began to secrete some irritating mucus.

But fortunately, the grip strength of the palm is not strong, only about the grip strength of an adult.

Mu Yan shook it away with a force, withdrew his hand, and his spiritual power sank into the seal of the paradise.

…

"Unknown Strange Objects (Unnamed)"

"Grade: Black Iron"

"Hint: You have the naming rights for this item, so please explore the purpose and properties yourself."

"Paradise Review: When a pig goes crazy, you can't even guess what it will do to itself."

…

"Name: Big Pig's Trotters!"

Mu Yan thought about it and whispered without hesitation, he had always felt that he was very talented in naming it.

The hint in the Paradise Sigil immediately changed:

…

"Big Pig's Trotters"

"Grade: Black Iron"

"Tip: Explore the uses and properties on your own."

"Paradise Review: When a pig goes crazy, you can't guess what it will do to itself, and similarly, when a person is confident, you can't guess what he will do to a pig."

Cut~

Mu Yan withdrew his spiritual power, once again put his hand on the top of the big pig's trotters, hesitated for a moment, and finally chanted according to a certain spell in Thun's memory.

In Thun's thirty-seven years of memory, he was already a mid-level shadow weaver who was about to enter the high level, and the magic knowledge he mastered was many times more than that of Mu Yan, who had only been in contact with magic for less than three years, if this knowledge was true, and it all belonged to him Mu Yan, then this time he would really make a lot of money!

That's a shadow wizard inheritance that goes straight to the sixth order!

Secretly saying a word in his heart, Mu Yan licked his chapped lips, and was a little more eager for a possible truth in his heart.

At this time, the detection magic he unleashed on the pig's trotters also came to fruition.