Chegalle was silent, he was not a coward, though he had been hesitating - and he had never thought of pretending to be a fool who knew nothing about it after it had happened, and if that were the case, old Andreana would have regretted choosing the latter between Beelzebub and him.

"Where's Sasha?"

"Where is he in old Andreana."

"Dear Andreana is not easy to deal with," said Chegare, "and I, I am weak. ”

"Not even a lamb with a broken leg," Hopkins said, "Sasha didn't want to kill his first (and maybe only) friend's dad with his own hands." ”

"Things went as we had hoped," said Chegalle, "and we didn't expect the problem to be with me at the time—it was unfortunate that the most expected help would become the greatest obstacle and danger, and it was a clumsy satire -- I, and the elder Andreana, did everything we could to make Sasha and Beelzebub the closest friends and brothers, so that the future of Masoye and Poseidon would be a good return, But now that reward could become a truly lethal bullet before all enemies - hell, even if I tried to kill you, it wouldn't be as bad as it is now. ”

"So that's why old Andreana has been trying to get me out of here lately?"

"You've been annoying to her throughout," said Chegalle, "and when she wanted to see you more, you went to the Western Continent to accompany your son to middle school, and now she wants to find an opportunity to help me kill Beelzebub, but you suddenly fall in love with Poseidon Island, and stay in your room in peace, either reading books or playing the piano." Occasionally going to the kitchen, she thinks you've seen something...... No, I can assure Sasha that what happened to Sasha was an accident, and she was always very cautious when it came to you. ”

"But it's a good opportunity."

"Yes, she caught it at once," Chegalle said, "and to be honest, before she did—" he paused, "I hesitated...... I really want to survive. But I ...... I didn't want to eat my son. ”

"But that piece of meat has already been delivered to your mouth." The doctor said nonchalantly, "Old Andreana has been cooking for you for decades, and although Beelzebub has been fed by her for more than ten years, that does not prevent her from slaughtering the little pig and washing it." The roasted is served on a plate with a fragrant aroma. ”

"I know it may be useless," Chegalle said bitterly but unabashedly, "and he is an insatiable mischievousman, both willful and irascible." There is almost no intelligence to speak of, and you can't convince it. I can't comfort it, I can only do it as it wants, or it will be turned upside down - a few years ago, I could use food to pass the time, but now I can't. It wants better meat – can you think of it? Your wife's sister is said to be able to do this - let her feel my pain, it will even eat me, it will eat anything. My cheeks, my nose. My tongue, my fingers, my liver, my intestines, my yinjing and my brain, chew and swallow slowly, carefully savoring, each has the taste of each kind, each has the pain of every kind, some are sour and sharp, some are bitter and dull, some are astringent and numb...... When it wants to eat some small snacks, it grinds and corrodes my bones and teeth, sucks the marrow inside, makes holes, squeaks, how do you want me to bear it, okay, okay, you can do whatever you like, you can give you whatever you want......"

"Give it to it," said the doctor seductively, "just give it to you, and maybe you will live for more than ten years, and you will have another son." ”

"It won't give me that much time," Chegal replied calmly, "and the sand. Hopkins must have been disgusted with me, and all that I represented. ”

"How much of a child's disgust can help?" The doctor added: "Even with me, two people, it is nothing to the huge Masoye. ”

"It may not matter to Masoye, but not necessarily to me." Chegalle said: "...... You have done a good job, my cunning old friend, and you have convinced myself that you should keep Beelzebub alive - I have no chance of living until another son can inherit my thoughts and deeds, or see my Masoye succeed in taking his place at the top of the pyramid of the Western Continent, let Beelzebub live, but promise me that you will help him if necessary. ”

"My child will," said the doctor softly, "he loves his friend." ”

"You're not good to your friends." Chegar complained.

"Not necessarily," Dr. Hopkins said, "a lot of people know me as a friendship-minded person." ”

***

Sasha followed the path of the "resin" flowing, and the quality of the "resin" (to be precise, the quality of the feeling) became thinner and thinner as it went up, and in the end, it was almost mixed with everything around them, and if it weren't for the fact that they were still attached to the power of Sasha, even Sasha, who was extremely sensitive to the power of the supernatural, might not be able to find it.

Just as in the material world, when a spiritual world wants to invade another spiritual world, it must be in inseparable contact with another spiritual world, even if the components between them are not molecules and particles, but incomprehensible ethereal things in the material world - just as everything in the material world is controlled by mass, energy and momentum, the power of old Andreana, although it occupies the position of dominance and control, is inevitably counterattacked by Beelzebub, Although the power of this backlash is very small, it is still there, and what Sasha has to do is to melt into this small power and enter the world of old Andreana.

Beelzebub's feeble struggles were not enough to alert old Andreana, but to be on the safe side, Sasha did not revoke his powers—for example, just as a tick releases an anesthetic when it bites a human, his power leaves other forces and their owners in a state of semi-paralysis, unaware of what he is doing.

It is a very wonderful and dangerous thing to sneak from one person's spiritual world into another person's spiritual world, not to mention that he is a third person, or consciousness, who has nothing to do with these two worlds.

Someone once tried to weigh the soul (or human consciousness) and swore that it weighed only three grams, but this theory Anthony . Hopkins has always scoffed at it, his knowledge of the soul, or the human mind is probably much higher than that of any human, and he was able to build a solid memory palace before he could obtain the ability, and instruct another person to do so, and he was able to connect the two palaces - a stable connection between the two people's consciousness worlds, and given that there were only two people in the world doing that and he did not want to make it public, this could cause a great shock in the academic and religious circles was only a secret so far - So important that one can even ignore his horrific crimes.

He has by far what is probably the most resilient soul or consciousness that can build his own part of the mental world of others, and this is the good thing that guarantees that he can get out of it even if he is discovered.

- There was a movie that vividly depicted how a group of people entered the mental world of another person (they described it as the world of consciousness, but it really doesn't matter), and the world of human consciousness that they thought was clearly like the real world, which is irrelevant, but one of them must be wrong - when the owner perceives that his or her own spiritual world is being invaded, he/she does not fantasize about a dozen Iron Man with bazookas, Ordinary people will only plunge their world into chaos in panic and panic - the spiritual world is four-dimensional, which is manifested in the fact that it is not affected by any laws of the real world, you stand in front of a wall, but if you want, you can see the other side of the wall, above, below - you can fly, you can drink steel, you can freeze the flames, melt the light, shatter the stars, create black holes and white holes as you like, and even turn the whole world into a great vortex full of all kinds of matter, forms and laws...... And it's fast, very fast—faster than any substance known to man, even if the owner is just a child being forced to take a nap.

Think about it, even if your consciousness is strong enough to imagine a fully armed warship, what is the use of a warship when the most basic gravity and space are not there?

Anthony. More than once, Hopkins invaded the spiritual world of others, some voluntarily, while others unconscious, and was able to quit peacefully after doing what he wanted to do, and he taught this to his son.

Sasha stood in old Andreana's world, which was like a blanched ball of taro dough, translucent, white in some places, purple or red in others.

Old Andreana also took care of him, from the time he came to Poseidon Island until he left, Beelzebub got more, but now, one of them was almost killed by Old Andreana, while the other was preparing to kill her, which could not be said to be a pleasant thing.

A dark green mass approached Sasha, who lowered his head and made out what it was—a bush of olives with branches and leaves, very fresh, the color of the leaves darker than the fruit, and then he saw a walnut stool with no horns, and a fruit knife that looked like a wide rubber handle—the ASP saber, one of Beelzebub's private collections, the compressed air knife he had shown to Sasha, about two years later, The dying throes of a tiger shark broke the knife so badly that Beelzebub threw it into the sea; Then Sasha saw a statue of the Virgin, painted wood, the one that old Andreana had placed in the foyer, and it should be noted that it had disappeared with the fire and the old house.

These are the memories of old Andreana.

(To be continued) (To be continued)

ps: I'm sorry.,I don't know why I can't find the original chapter.,So ...... I had to rewrite this chapter......