After Harmon said this, Hook Kiss's eyes narrowed slightly, and he silently took a step back, first looking his surroundings up and down. At the same time, in the palm of Hook Kiss's hand, a golden fluid blade of the same style as Fisher also quietly slipped into his palm.

But as soon as he slipped into his hand, Hook Kiss suddenly felt an itching sensation in the palm of his hand, and he looked down, only to see that the surface of the fluid sword in his hand had begun to alienate, and emerald green shoots had grown.

His heart sank, and the voice of Hamon Hamon in front of him also came slowly,

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill will towards you or any living beings in this facility right now. Rationally, if Unlimited Authority does not participate in the battle, the chances of you fighting me head-on and winning are almost nil. So, please have more trust in me. Again, I have no ill will towards you. ”

Hookkiss glanced at Fisher, who was beside Renee, but saw that he wasn't looking at this side at all, but was looking intently at the huge mycelium formed above, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

Could it be that he can really understand the brain circuits of this Hamon Harmon deity right now?

After all, Hookkiss was beginning to feel vague about what they were doing here.

The mighty ocean, the unexplained Harmon Harmon, the pollution of the eyebrows outside the shelter.

But for some reason, when Hook Kiss saw Fisher's back, he always thought of the profligate guy from years ago, which calmed him down a little, especially since even the Infinite Authority seemed to trust him so much.

If it's the guy who likes Asian mothers, she must be able to understand the gods' thinking, because she's a true psychopath.

It is often said that there is only a thin line between a genius and a madman, so perhaps madness also borders on the vast expanse of the mind of the gods?

“.”

Thinking of this, Hook Kiss silently took back the fluid sword stretched out in his hand, but the green shoots growing on the surface of the fluid sword showed no sign of fading, and Hook Kiss had to manually pull out the extra green shoots.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Harmon said this to Hookkiss quite sincerely, but in fact, this was not only said to Hookkiss, but also to David, who was already showing signs of losing control.

"Zizi. Zizi"

"Daddy. Mom"

And at this moment, Fisher, who withdrew his gaze from the mycelium above, suddenly opened his mouth and asked Harmon Hamon,

"They became like this because you did it to them, right?"

"That's true."

"Why?"

"In order to fulfill my covenant with Fantasy, I slaughtered all the creatures in the fence without discrimination. They sealed all of my creations here, and as it should, I set about clearing the sanctuary of all living creatures. ”

Fisher frowned slightly, but soon stretched a little,

"So, what happened to you during these thousands of years in the Vault? If nothing has changed, then there is no need for you to invite us here, let alone kill the incarnation of the sea. ”

Harmon Harmon spat out the letter, and then suddenly reached out and touched Fisher's shoulder, Renee behind him pouted, and just about to make a move, Fisher grabbed Harmon Harmon's wrist, and Harmon Harmon just said,

"Rest assured, just to show what I'm trying to illustrate, that's all."

“.”

After thinking for a moment, Fisher let go of Hamon Hamon's hand, and the lotus arm slowly fell onto the clothes Fisher was wearing.

"Whew"

At the touch of it, Fisher's clothes suddenly began to change in a strange way.

It was like a chemical reaction, but I saw that the originally soft fabric became hard little by little, revealing a colorful brilliance, and in just a second, the nature of Fisher's clothes had been completely changed.

Fisher had seen this magic before, and it was Hamon Hammon's signature power

"It's not me who spreads."

"Yes, Mr. Fisher, this is my authority, my strength, my nature."

When he had done all this, Harmon withdrew his hand, and then he looked at Fisher and asked,

"How much do you know about the gods?"

"This one beside me is a god."

"I mean, the real deity is not a mixture like her." Harmon Harmon glanced at Renee behind Fisher, shook his head and said, "She is the product of the combination of the soul of the sea of souls in the barrier and the authority of the sea, if it were not for the nature of the sea authority being stronger than the human nature left on the soul, even her body would be like the subhuman appearance of this world."

Subhuman appearance?

And this kind of good thing?

Fisher's attention suddenly became extremely focused, and if he thought about it, if Hamon Harmon said so, then Renee's appearance must be more inclined to show the appearance of infinite power?

What would that look like?

Hearing Hamon Hamon's words, Renee snorted coldly and said to him,

"It's true that I'm not a god in the true sense of the word, but I know Ramastia and Them. It seems to me that they are no different from them, they are both equally stubborn and weird. ”

Harmon was noncommittal, but went on to say to Fisher,

"Authority, Mr. Fisher, is both the power and the nature of the gods, and Lamastia, because of her primary authority over life, is particularly caring for the weaker life and civilization in the universe; Because of the pursuit of detachment between consciousness and reality, Dream seeks a higher dimension of truth, a treasure like Mr. Fisher, which he cannot reach. As for me, the 'not-self' also flows within me, changing everything about me all the time.

"During the millennia of being locked up in the Vault, my body has been completely alienated, just as the clothes on Mr. Fisher's body have become completely different crystals. I have completely changed from my previous self in nature, power, and thinking, and I have no connection with my former self except for the authority I still have. But I'm still Harmon Harmon. ”

Hookkiss and Renee were both stunned, they felt something from Hamon Hammon's words almost at the same time, because they had both had similar experiences.

For Renee, she has a predecessor with the same authority but a different soul, the Mother Goddess.

As a new consciousness born from the authority of the Mother God, she actually left a lot of traces of her predecessor.

The curiosity about his origins, the fear of loneliness, and the promise of his best friend to take care of humanity

But Renee has always felt that she and the mother goddess are completely different beings, and the two of them are two truly independent individuals.

But in the case of hook kisses, the perspective seems to have changed radically.

His daughter, Jasmine, is the polar opposite of Renee, who has the exact same soul as Asuka Karasawa but lives in a completely different body.

One is the body of the alien who does not grow old and is polluted by the scarlet dream; One is a young girl of the whale race who was born by Hyun Hook Kiss herself

So, are Jasmine and Asuka Karasawa the same existence?

Hook Kiss was slightly stunned and didn't speak immediately, but Renee frowned and said after hearing Harmon Hamon's words,

"Why do you think you're still the same Harmon you used to be? Is it because your authority has not changed? ”

Harmon looked at Renee and asked rhetorically,

"Why do you think I'm not the same Harmon I used to be, just because my nature has completely changed, just because my ideology has completely changed?"

“.”

Fisher looked at the god in front of him, whose face was unwavering, but a paradox that seemed to be related to the current situation came to his mind.

Suppose that in the past, when Nari was pioneering outward, a huge wooden ship named "Fisher" was used, because the hull of the ship must have been worn out after a long adventurous voyage, so every time it returned to port and was inspected by the ladies on the shore, the ladies would replace the "Fisher" with new timber to replace the aging parts of the "Fisher".

So, based on this background, suppose that one day all the timbers on the wooden ship have been repaired, which means that all the timbers that make up this huge ship have been replaced by the ladies, and now all the timber that makes up the "Fisher" is all the new material that the ladies have replaced.

Although every time it leaves the port, both the crew and the officials who inspect the import and export think that it is the "Fisher", but in fact, is the current "Fisher" really the same as the "Fisher" of the past?

Suppose the ladies who were tinkering with the Fisher, who had returned from their adventures, collected all the old parts of the replacement Fisher, and miraculously reproduced the process of building the Fisher, forming an identical wooden ship in no detail

So, is it the "Fisher" that the wooden ship that is adrift at sea today or the "Fisher" that the ladies later assembled from the original materials?

Just like the problem described in "Man can never step into the same river", only now Fisher's paradox is more concrete.

"He is certainly the former Harmon Hamon and should at least be considered."

Hookkiss stepped forward, looking at Harmon and the mess of black and white mycelium outside the vault.

What's more, the white hyphae formed by the "friend's corpse" in front of them are still in front of their eyes, so the sound of hook kissing can't help but sink a little,

Or should we rejoice that He Himself thinks He is, otherwise who will bear the blood debt of so many lives? Or is it that as long as He doesn't think he's the former Hamon Hammon, the sins he committed during his invasion can be written off? ”

"That's true." Harmon Harmon nodded noncommittally, but his gaze still involuntarily walked towards the white mycelium in front of him, "Under the influence of my authority, any existence other than authority will completely change its nature, and it will not retain any resemblance to the previous one. But really, the substances that make up these hyphae after the change are the same substances that make up their original bodies, and there is not the slightest increase or decrease in them."

Yes, for Harmon and Hamon's problem, it is more like a group of ladies who divide the "Fisher" into five horses, and then use Hamon Hamon's authority to completely change the nature of the separated things and piece them together to form some kind of strange object.

So, can the objects now made up of the corpse of the "Fisher" still be called the "Fisher"?

"No, does it?"

Harmon asked, giving the answer that Fisher and the others might already have in their hearts.

But all the previous assumptions were about dead things, and it seems that the answer can be easily figured out by comparing before and after with ships and parts.

So, what if the "Fisher" that was previously divided by the ladies was not a ship, but the real Fisher himself?

Suppose that one day Fisher has an incident at the east window, and the ladies can no longer bear it anymore and rise up with a firewood knife to uncover the rod to account for what he has done in the past, so they besiege and kill Fisher, and hack Fisher to death with a knife. But they all killed, and after each lady was assigned to the corresponding part, they suddenly calmed down and regretted it.

It's better to still be alive with Fisher.

So, they discussed and put together the various parts of Fisher. It seems that the ladies who have a relationship with Fisher are not very good at handiwork, but Emhardt, who can give a point, has been frightened into the chaos of the battle, and he has no hands, so he cannot put Fisher together, which leads to the final condensation of the enigmatic matter is extremely abstract.

It's probably that Fisher's Chaos Seed Origin is even more strange a hundred times and a thousand times.

Then, when the ladies had pieced together Fisher into this strange thing, which had been done without missing a drop, the strange thing suddenly opened its eyes to the ground, opened its mouth to the sky, and said to all the ladies,

"I've reformed myself."

"I've reformed myself."

“.”

Hamon Hamon in front of him recounts what happened after he killed Michael and Mikhail, while Emhardt, who was hiding in Fisher's arms, constructs such a picture in his mind like a translator.

The process of Hamon Hamon turning Michael and Mikhail into mycelium is the process of the ladies dividing up Fisher, and the process of piecing them together is that Hamon Hamon's self is also completely alienated and becomes completely different from before

And the "suspicious Fisher" thing will also say "I have reformed", just like Harmon Hamon sees now, the shadow of Michael and Mikhail embracing is still clearly visible.

Oh my God, the great book is indeed a rare genius in this world, and a god like Harmon Harmon can be fully understood by Emhart's clever head!

It's me!

Fisher didn't know what Emhardt was thinking, but he was slightly stunned after listening to what Harmon Harmon said, and Harmon Harmon turned his head at this moment, looked at him and said,

"There is something about them that cannot be alienated by my authority. But since I woke up from the past, I have been searching for non-authoritative elements in them for a thousand years that can resist my alienation, but in any way have not succeeded

"I'm ashamed to say that I, as a deity, and with the authority of 'not-me', cannot find something that will not be devoured by 'not-me'."

"But I have a hunch, Mr. Fisher, that you can find it for me. And this is the real purpose for which I invite you to come and do everything I am willing to do for it. ”

(End of chapter)