Chapter 440

It didn't take much effort to find the teleportation point, because Luo Qi had already followed Liu Ziyu through so many floors, and he was already very good at testing the magic of the teleportation point. Roach finds it much easier to learn in reality than to sit in class, partly because of the impression and partly because of the existential crisis at work.

Roach calmly threw himself into teleportation magic and made it to the next level. It's another layer of metal-covered space, and now Roach is beginning to wonder if the metal also has some effect on shielding radiation, just as humans use lead to shield a certain amount of radiation.

These thoughts actually flashed through him, and the moment Roach stood on another layer of ground, he opened his own. There was no need to be polite at all, unlike Liu Ziyu, the little angel who was curiously exploring this world, Luo Qi knew who the point of light that flickered in the energy grid was. He took a step towards the waypoint, opening his own, concentrating as he pushed out all the mental damage he could muster.

Luo Qi wasn't sure how far the invisibility magic could go, but it looked like his mind magic might be a last resort, which is why Liu Ziyu came to him. The big deal is that the attacks he lets out have no effect, he can't afford to miss the opportunity, and the clownfish is definitely more durable than anything.

The familiar two-layer vision opened before his eyes, like two worlds opening doors to Roach at the same time. Just as the second world was spreading out in front of him at the speed of shaking off the scroll, just as he was about to identify and render his subjective world, his world suddenly lit up, and a force imposed on him made him almost lose his breath.

The powerful and cold impact was like a huge wave crashing towards him, and Rocky was pressed to the bottom by this cold and resolute force, the air was squeezed out of his lungs, and the sourness of drowning was produced in his nose. Then his subjective world was occupied, tampered with, and his world was transformed into a raging sea under a gray-white sky, with the monstrous waves engulfing the wrath of another consciousness. The wind was urging the waves, the cold sea was foaming at the water, and the voice of another person's consciousness was sandwiched between the roaring wind, intermittently coming, knocking on Roach's own barriers, you dare to bother me!

Roach didn't respond to him, he didn't say a word, and he did his best to fend off the clownfish. He couldn't help but think of tilting his head again in the human morgue, where he was nearly crushed by the clownfish, slumped in the hallway like a half-corpse, pathetically begging the clownfish not to leave his tragically dead bones to grieve his friends. The image flashed through his memory, but then Roach realized that it was a memory that the clownfish had shown him, forcing him to recall his own memory. It's like a taunt, a reminder, and a warning.

Roach wasn't scared to death. It hadn't been long since the last time he had to lie under the clownfish's feet, but Roach had passed so long that he didn't even feel like he could accurately measure his age, he had been in the Ancestral Mage's container for too long. Even though he adjusted his subjective time very slowly, even though he could not learn anything other than the knowledge of the ghosts with his mind, and he did not have the consciousness of an independent person to be friends with him, and there was no part of these real time, he spent a lot of time thinking after all. Thinking leads to an increase in age and also leads to an increase in ability.

He keenly protects his core self, and he can shrink the most core self into his most cherished memory, the deepest and most up-to-date way of thinking. The clownfish wrestled with him for a while on his apple core, and he felt the clownfish turn something out, and the memories of himself being unfolded were vivid in front of him. Most of them were his newest friends, and he was ashamed to see that Du Zhengyi was scolding him for throwing pistachio shells and hitting him in the head, just for such a trivial matter. He was so angry that he didn't talk to Du Zhengyi for a whole hour, until Du Zhengyi beat him again because he didn't speak.

He felt the clownfish wince, probably not expecting that the core soul of Roach, which he had been desperately digging for, contained such a memory. But so what? Roach thought to annoyance, can't the most important thing a person want to hide is those shameful details? What's wrong? Couldn't he just be a simple man on the outside?

In turn, Roach found a great counter-attack.

The clownfish's vicious, serious and relentless blow fell into a daze, and Roach, who didn't have much shame at all, mobilized all the power of consciousness at this time and pushed back towards the clownfish. The success came so suddenly, Roach was a little surprised, he didn't expect that he was about the same size as a clownfish. Maybe he was a little unskilled, but the savage charge of the newborn calf was also terrifying, and he rushed directly to the clownfish's core consciousness.

Roach tore apart a piece of clownfish's memory, a bit of soul. Suddenly, the tide in his consciousness receded, and the control of the world returned to Roach's hands, and he rendered it into a northern wasteland, and a woman condensed from the consciousness of the clownfish, although it only appeared for a moment, but Roach still had to look back.

She has a dead air in her body, even if she exists in the heart of the clownfish, she must be dead. Her body exuded warm sadness, and Roach couldn't avoid empathy, and at this moment of faltering, the clownfish slammed the door of her consciousness, the woman disappeared, and the world of consciousness between the two of them became distinct.

Odd. Roach thought that he had seen the woman somewhere. 11

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^