Confluence, Wan Yi himself is the backbone of all flows, all kinds of power such as blood flow, and in the end it will be up to him to control the whereabouts.

A very powerful qualitative change.

Even though the range of capture and the magnitude of the interception depend on the specific situation, Wan is confident that he will not be weak in this regard.

And the blood at its cost is not a problem for Wan Yi.

Wan Yi gently stroked the blood drop ring on his thumb, which was now integrated with him and could not be taken off. Somewhat similar to a fixed product of qualitative sequelae.

It is not in the way, it only has a slight weight on the hand, and it can be completely hidden when it does not start a qualitative change.

Wearing it only on his thumb, Wan Yi is very acceptable. If it is required to be worn on sensitive fingers, Wan will probably need to think about it for an extra minute.

The bloodstained true gift was received, and Wan Yi's attention turned to another Calamity relic in his mind.

The fragment of the Crying Face Mask, a block of information that the Fake Sect Master finally planted in Wan Yi's mind through Wan Yi's deep memories of him.

So how do you absorb this thing?

Wan also touched it directly with his own spirit, but there was no reaction.

This thing is also not physical, and it cannot be dug out of the spirit.

There don't seem to be many solutions to this situation.

"It shouldn't be set to death, otherwise what's the use of leaving it for us?"

"Let's recall the impostor leader, since he is a 'memory', it may be useful for us to recall and remember him."

"Deduction 1!"

This idea is more credible, so Wan Yi, who is free, suddenly began to mourn in his heart for the impostor leader who had a very bad temper and a small heart, and his clothes were even more flattering.

And then......

The fragments of the mask shattered suddenly.

"it!"

"Why did it shatter?"

"Even if deducting 1 is useless, it can't be counterproductive!"

"Calm down, it may just be a precursor."

Sure enough, Wan Yi's mind suddenly changed.

The one that has appeared in the Wan Yi network since the fake leader disappeared, endlessly devouring the void of the fake master's memory, and began to flow backwards after the mask was shattered.

Some of the memories that had just been swallowed were spit back. Of course, this is useless, as I said before, as long as Wan Yi remembers it, he will definitely not forget it.

But soon, the hollow began to spit out the memories and gradually dispersed.

Those unfamiliar memories were widely spread on the Wanyi network.

These are...... Part of the memories that belong to the impostor leader Ize.

Before Wan Yi could receive it carefully, he saw a familiar figure in colorful clothes appear in front of him, if there was anything different from before, that is, the crying mask on his face turned into a smiling face.

"Yo, the head of the troupe, or the shadow of the people, or the new me in the future, of course, it should be more cordial to call you Wanyi directly. And finally, the master of some mysterious place. The imposter leader in front of him still spoke in the same style, and his tone seemed to be catching up with an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Mr. Mask didn't react at all, and a person suddenly appeared in the room, but it was still just sitting on Wan Yi's lap and licking its own hair.

It shows that this is another exchange that only exists in Wan Yi's memory.

"Is this your legacy? Or is it a new style of postcard? Wan also asked.

Although it was also a fake sect leader that came out of his memory, Wan could also see the difference between this and the previous one. For example, there was no trace of the imposter master's manipulation of memories before.

But now in front of me, the aura of aetheric energy is obvious.

This kind of rough treatment, if the impostor leader was still alive, should have disdained to do so. It was probably something he had left behind in a hurry before he vanished completely.

"The emergency avoidance of the earth debris, as well as the operation of Ressadin, gave me a negligible inspiration." The impostor leader in front of him replied.

Wan Yiran: "Thinking about the body." ”

It's the same situation as Allah and Resardine of the Real Earth.

And compared to those two, the impostor sect leader who specializes in spiritual memory is obviously more exquisite and clever in playing this hand.

"I didn't need this method at all when I was alive, as long as my memory fragments didn't wear out, they would continue to be energized, and the disposable color of the missing body was still a bit low-end for me." The Fake Sect Master laughed.

"You're dead, so don't worry about it. Say, what does it mean to keep these things in my memory? Wan Yi rolled his eyes.

"Haha, this thought body is set to automatically disintegrate after what is about to be said, don't worry, I have no intention of dying without stiffness. I've been 'not stiff' for too long. The impostor sect leader waved his hand and appeased Wan Yi.

Wan Yi looked at him and didn't answer.

Seeing this, the Fake Sect Master also said, "Ressadin may not be dead, I did have this kind of speculation before, but it was just a guess that there was no evidence. Relying only on the fragile form of memory, I didn't dare to go directly to the Aetheric Sea to search for evidence. ”

"But he's still alive."

"Yes, and it was at the right time. I had thought that I would at least be able to drag it out until I returned the Earth Fragments to the Infinite Earth. It turned out to be a mess, and I want you to help me clean up the aftermath. The Fake Sect Master clapped his hands lightly, his tone revealing distress.

"Retire after success...... When you say the Boundless Land, you mean sewing all the empty islands together at once? ”

"It's a drop~."

"Isn't that a huge thing? The whole world is about to be turned upside down...... No, it should be 'turning the ground' at this time? Wan Yi complained.

"'Even if there is a flood after I die', the more scum people are sometimes able to say the truth. After all, my mind is criticizing other people, the environment, and the whole world all day long. The Fake Sect Master said with a smile.

"You who quote this sentence at this time are also scum." Wan also pointed out.

"Each other, each other."

Speaking of this, the two were silent for a while.

Then, Wan Yi looked at the colorful figure in front of him with one hand and said, "Why are you doing this?" Objective. ”

"If you want to say something low, it's for friendship and other people's dreams." The Fake Leader replied and recounted, "There were once two young men with great ambitions. They are visionaries, looking through phenomena to see the essence, exploring the reality of the world, the truth of the broken world, the cause of the birth of the calamity, the nature of the etheric energy...... Finally, I hope to try to mend the world. ”

"Those two people are ......"

"One is called Resardin, and the other is not Izawa, but 'Huang Shun'."

"Huang Shun", this name was also mentioned when the fake sect leader confronted Ressadin before.

"Don't bother you to guess, Huang is now the Dao Master of Guiyi, and he has been tossing and turning with me for many years, it's really annoying." As soon as Wan Yi wanted to ask for details, the fake sect leader took the initiative to give a heavyweight answer.

In the end, it really is.

"You joined them later?" Wan Yi asked instead.

"Yes, at first, I just thought those two people were fools and wanted to deceive them, but I was beaten up by finding out. After discovering that I was a scourge who could maintain my sanity on my own, and the possibility of my abilities, Huang took the lead and sincerely invited me. ”

The Fake Sect Leader smiled: "Huang's personality is more tolerant than the withdrawn Resardine, without him, there would be no group in the beginning. ”

"There's one more person on your team." After thinking about it, Wan Yi spoke.

The impostor did not deny it.

"Yes, there is one more person, the real self. Of course, now we've been reduced to half-asleep, and in some ways worse than we are. ”

"Isn't she important?"

"On the contrary, she is important. In one plan, I was the original adaptor, but because I didn't make up my mind to be a disaster in the morning, we looked for the right disaster again. ”

"On what terms?"

"Mental condition is primary. It's a bit hard to make such a claim for a calamity, but it's true. According to the original plan, if the final goal is achieved, the direction of the world will be largely in the hands of that calamity. Reason is a must, even if it's only at the level of a toddler. ”

"We've had too many disasters. Some of them are completely unable to communicate, some of them are 'self-respecting', and occasionally they meet potential calamities who can maintain their sanity, but like me, they all cringe at turning into calamity. ”

"Just when I was about to sacrifice my life to become a disaster because of this desperate situation, that man appeared. She maintains her sanity by transforming her irrational self into a crazy personality, separating her body and then killing her. ”

I was so excited to hear the person in question tell the interesting story of the past, and I almost didn't prepare melons or popcorn.

"She's forced to keep her sanity, though."

Hearing this, Wan Yi was slightly surprised: "Forced? ”

The scourge man was forced to maintain his senses, and if it hadn't come out of the mouth of the impostor leader, he would have thought he had misheard.

"Yes, forced. Her ability to create avatars was valued by the rulers of a certain place at the time, whether as a human or living sacrifice, or as an experimental subject for some attempts. ”

"If she's crazy, she's worth a lot of money, so those people continue to control her spirit strongly, forcing her to transform her out-of-control side, a few times regularly, and other times to produce normal incarnations for various purposes."

(End of chapter)