Chapter 434 Say My Real Name

Who am I?

Lu Yao answered casually: "I am your corpse collector."

"So that's how it is... You integrated the cartographer into your body, and it became a part of your organ. It actually became a complete consciousness? It's not quite the same as self-splitting, it's really amazing."

The light man called Amel said softly.

Lu Yao realized that the object of his question was not himself, but the little white mouse.

Amel stared at the little white mouse on the ground, and it itself became a part of the frozen frame.

After confirming that there was no safety problem, Lu Yao got closer to observe.

He found that the light man with wings was indeed projected by light, and it had no entity. Lu Yao tried to touch it with his hand, and passed directly through the halo of its body.

The wings covered with feathers seemed to be real.

When Lu Yao touched it with his fingers, the touch of the feather roots, feather shafts, and feathers were clear and delicate, and some of them looked like the feathers of some large birds.

These feathers are woven from strands of hair-like threads, but these threads are very thin and difficult to identify without close observation.

Lines...

Lu Yao suddenly thought that there were such hair-like lines on the corpse of the old god, but they were scattered over there, as if they were wrapped around the bones.

These two seemed to be the same thing.

The body made of light was more like a projection, and the main body was made of wings made of these lines?

Lu Yao continued to check the six-winged wings.

There was a blue spiral light pattern on the feathers. The strange thing was that although they were all spiral patterns, none of these light patterns repeated each other, and they all had different traces and forms.

Just like fingerprints.

Lu Yao tried to pull out a feather from the wing, but this seemed to touch something.

The six-winged wings in front of him suddenly collapsed, turned into scattered light pieces, and then completely annihilated.

At the same time, the frozen world began to move again.

But the surroundings had become another picture.

The old god was desperately running away.

He was injured, and thin lines kept floating on his body. These lines solidified into traces of silk threads in the air, clearly outlining his fleeing figure frame by frame.

But as he ran, the old god's body became more and more shriveled, as if his flesh and blood were leaving his body along with the line-like thing. He was like a sweater whose wool was constantly being torn off, and his appearance became increasingly dim.

Finally, he stopped.

"What on earth... is going on?"

"Why can't I remember anything... Who am I? What happened to me after entering here? What am I hiding from? What is chasing me? Why is it like this?"

The old god's blurred face with deep eye sockets was clearly confused and panicked. He looked around, but the fear in his eyes became heavier, as if something invisible was approaching.

He slowly turned around and looked at Lu Yao.

"Who am I? Who am I? What is my real name?"

The old god jumped in front of Lu Yao and looked at him with a blank and empty look: "Do you know?"

Lu Yao tried to guess: "Map Master."

"No."

The answer seemed to trigger a certain mechanism, and the whole dream began to distort and returned to the original starting point.

"I hope there will be a good result today."

The optimistic old god and the little white mouse resumed the conversation.

...

Lu Yao went through three more dream cycles.

Each cycle was exactly the same.

The old god announced that he would enter the innermost cave of the abyss, enter the inner world where the curse clan lived, and then besieged by curse insects.

Amel appeared, frozen, fragmented, and the old god fled.

Self-doubt, questioning, and ending.

The dream process was shorter than Lu Yao thought.

In the cycle, he found two new details.

The first is that the blue spiral pattern on Amel's feathers will slowly change, which seems to prove that it has some kind of activity, and the wings are more like its carrier.

Lu Yao turned back to ask the wise insect.

The wise insect knows more about the feathered man from physiological fear, but it also said that feathers are the source and carrier of the feathered man's power. After listening to Lu Yao's description, it was basically certain that Amel was a feathered man.

The second point is the cause of death of the old god.

The corpse of the old god did not show any signs of serious damage by external forces. It originally had only one hand and one leg, and its final appearance was limited to the fifth layer. It seems that there were only five layers in the abyss at that time, and it had not gone deeper.

The reason for its death was that the threads in its body were constantly pulled out, and these threads seemed to be inextricably linked to the wings of the winged man Amel.

The death of the old god seemed to be related to Amel.

The key is, why did the old god forget his real name?

Was it because of his experience in the world of the cursed people, or some other reason?

...

Lu Yao used a series of methods to search.

He first asked Bartfrey, Noland, Slymod and Tyrant, all of whom were senior gods, and Noland was a title god for a short time.

But they all said that they had never heard of the title of cartographer.

If it was a title that had appeared before, they should have heard of it more or less. Because the title is an extremely important strategic resource and a symbol of strength and status.

Isabel called Song Shiyi to ask.

"I checked the keywords in the database, and there is no known god with such a description or similar title... There are many players who aim to travel, but after screening the title god, there is no such similar one. With one hand, The shape of a foot can also be changed at any time for the title god. "

"Hey, wait a minute, it was screened out in another library."

"There is such a one...but it's not a title god, and it's not considered a god...it's called Hilgiris. But there are very few relevant records, so I'm not sure if it is it."

Lu Yao tried it immediately.

"You are Shirgilis."

The old god was stunned for a moment: "What on earth am I?"

what exactly is it?

Lu Yao tried to find a reason: "You are a trainee god."

"wrong."

The dream restarts again.

So Lu Yao adopted the stupidest method.

Experience it over and over again, participate in battles, and answer.

"Who am I?"

"You're the cartographer."

"wrong."

"You are the God of Darkness."

"wrong."

…

"You are Amel."

"wrong."

Still not right.

This seems to be an unsolvable mystery.

The first-tailed worm has held Remnant Dream for many years, but has been unable to learn the true name of the old god, and has tried every means possible.

Only Hilgiris can trigger the next level of interaction, but the old god wants to ask why... This direction seems to be the right one, but the follow-up answer is at a loss.

Just as Lu Yao was scratching his head, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked something.

There seems to be some important sign in that place.

corpse.

It's a corpse.

Lu Yao suddenly came back to his senses.

A hand, a foot, a head, and a body are covered by the feathered man Amel's spell and are prohibited from being destroyed.

Amer placed a spell on the old god.

To be able to do this, either the old gods have great trust in Amel, or the old gods are under the control of Amel.

Considering the Old God's escape in the last scene and the threads constantly spilling out of his body...it's more like the latter.

Lu Yao had a guess in his mind.

He entered the Remnant Dream copy again and completed the battle with the cursed insects along the way.

"What am I?"

"Amer the Feathered One is part of you."

"wrong."

Come again.

"You are part of Amel the Feathered One."

The old god's empty eyes suddenly flashed with light, and a smile appeared on his face.

"So that's it. No wonder I forgot my real name, because I am a non-existent guy..."

"Except for my godhood, everything about me is fake. I am just a representative created by Lord Amel using the bones of the gods and false memories. But I forgot that even self-awareness is something like Amel. Made by Mr. Er.”

"It's ridiculous for me to worry about something that doesn't exist and to be unable to leave."

Lu Yao wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't.

"Thanks."

It bowed to Lu Yao: "Please accept my meager gift. This title was given to me by a forerunner I respect. This is all I have named Hilgiris. If you can, Keep improving it.”

When Lu Yao came to his senses, the red mist had disappeared without a trace.

There was only a curled up, sleeping mouse in front of him.

He gently held it with his palm.

A line of description appeared in front of my eyes.

…

【Guide】

Have the ability to use rules [horizon positioning] to mark and determine real-time orientation.

…

[Horizontal positioning]: Through observation and measurement of countless worlds, the current specific location can be determined.

…

Under Lu Yao's gaze, the white mouse quickly woke up and looked at him with two small red eyes.

It seemed to connect with Lu Yao immediately, sniffing around on his palm.

In an instant, a huge three-dimensional star map appeared in front of Lu Yao's eyes.

He was in the center of the star map, and the abyss was located in a huge and weird white vortex. There is no gravel world or kingdom of gods nearby, and a large area is completely empty, as if it is some kind of death restricted area.

This is the true coordinates of the abyss.

Lu Yao couldn't conceal his excitement.

Obtaining [Path Guide] will allow you to have a real-time map when sailing in the virtual universe, and you will no longer have to be blind.

This title is the best gift to yourself!

Thanks, brother Hilgelis.