"Actually, this seems to be a dangerous metamorphosis, which can be done in your bed, and of course if you like to lie on the ground, it is not impossible. ”

Morston patted him on the shoulder.

"It's entirely unpredictable how you decide to be up to you, because it's very likely that after you've transformed, it will become useless. ”

As he pondered, Morston was gone.

Watching the sunset, a sense of desolation arose, as if between heaven and earth, only Lu was left alone, helpless and desolate.

Retracting his gaze, he looked at the mutilated structure diagram drawn by himself when he was struggling on the table, which was the construction diagram of the revolver musket.

"Wait for me to come back and finish you. ”

He smiled and patted the construction diagram on the table, as if he was comforting his friend, only he knew that it was just comforting himself who couldn't calm down in his heart.

He returned to his room and closed all the curtains, and the horizon swallowed the sun, and the room became invisible, of course, for ordinary people.

He found his bed accurately, then lay down, and after doing all this, the eyes that he had just closed opened again, and he quickly got out of bed, and then found Lao Longnuo, told him that he was not going to eat, and then returned to his room, as for whether he was delaying time, only he knew.

"It's necessary...... It is necessary. ”

With his head down, he muttered to himself in the darkness that if such a scene was seen by others, he would most likely be arrested as a demon believer.

He kept reassuring himself and told himself that transformation was necessary.

"Damn! it's not necessary. ”

He sat there and muttered for nearly half an hour, realizing that he still had no courage.

Pull out the necklace from the neckline and watch it lose its luster in the dark.

"Hoo ......"

He put it away again, closed his eyes, and remembered the person who had sacrificed for him, and now the transformation suddenly became necessary, just for that promise.

He was going to shoot those four people in the head, and he would not let go of any opportunity to improve his strength.

Although he didn't know what he was doing at this moment, he had already tried hard to calm his emotions.

Stabilize the spirit, and slowly enter the soul space again, those black substances, entrenched in the far front of his body, and his own blood source and source power equally divide the rest of the place, entrenched behind his body, the three well water does not interfere with the river water, it seems that they get along quite well, it is like the color ring of the three primary colors.

He sniffled, and finally relented.

"Come on! It's not the first time we've met each other. ”

Now these three energies, under the active mobilization of his spiritual power, are surging towards him, and this overwhelming oppressive force is enough to suffocate people.

He knew that he was different from Morston, he only had blood, but he had two powers in him, and no one could say what would happen.

Controlling them to wrap themselves up, the source power and blood source suddenly boiled uncontrollably, and they collided fiercely like mortal enemies.

"Ahh

A heart-rending pain spread all over his body, and he could feel that he was about to explode.

At this moment, the black turbidity that was still under control was like crazy in the body, and it was in the center of the three energies, experiencing their madness.

This is a pain that is ten times more painful than when he fell off the cliff, since the energy in his body has finally calmed down, when he uses it, he has always been cautious, and he has never activated three kinds of energy at the same time, which is something he didn't dare to imagine when he was killed before.

The golden-red-black was tearing his body apart little by little, and the incomparable pain made people want to die.

In the room, he had already used the spirit stone to lay a soundproof barrier, and now what he regretted the most was his own move, he knew that this was the case, it was better to let them hear the sound, and then rush in to give himself a good time.

Of course, this is just a thought, the bamboo shoots are still waiting for him in that distant place, and Lan still has to go to her, this is a promise, the guys of the Council of Four have not died tragically under his hands, and Lan will certainly not give up.

And in this space, the body that symbolizes his soul is torn apart, and the twisted appearance looks extremely terrifying, and he no longer has the strength to shout in his heart, and his consciousness is slowly leaving him.

The pain became more and more intense, and only the last firm belief kept him from losing consciousness, and the word persistence kept appearing in his mind, he didn't know how long it would be over, and he didn't care, he only knew that he could never die.

Maybe it's the soul that has reached its limit.

"Click!"

There was a slight thud, then louder and louder.

The sound was as if something had broken from within, and the body that had not been able to breathe was finally torn apart by the three energies.

There was no blood or stumps, it was very broken, there was nothing left, and as his body shattered, the three energies in this space finally occupied all the space, and then converged at the same time.

Originally, such a scene represented only one situation, and that was the dissolution of the soul, or the death of the soul.

In the words of the magician, it is the real disappearance.

In the real world, the seven orifices bled and he began to tremble violently, and a large mouthful of blood poured out in the trembling of his body.

It looks incredibly scary, as if it has been possessed by a demon.

And in the soul world, the consciousness of the unconscious who should have lost consciousness has not disappeared, and that feeling is amazing.

To have a soul does not necessarily have a consciousness, but to have consciousness you have to have a soul, and that doesn't seem to be the case now.

These energies can also be regulated, and much easier, like their own arms.

The Lamb controlled them to fuse together, and there was no pain on the contrary, but it was also comfortable.

The huge gap rested his battered soul, and he fell asleep.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly woke up, I don't know why, maybe it was intuition, he always felt that if he really fell asleep, then he would never wake up.

This space that originally belonged to the soul was completely occupied by three energies, and in desperation, he could only endure the fatigue of going deep into the soul, constantly compressing them and compressing them, and every transfer made him more tired, but he did not give up.

This boundless ocean of energy, I don't know how many times he has compressed and fused.

Finally, these energies slowly fused together, and under the repeated refining of the consciousness, they fused together, and became more and more condensed, and then under the mobilization of consciousness, they were rearranged and combined, and a figure that was exactly the same as the one slowly appeared here.