Chapter 1087 One-Eyed Mask

Without the other party's explanation, one after another clues were intertwined in his mind, and the outline he quickly constructed had already made him clearly recognize a fact:

Himself, not "Diago".

Opening his mouth slightly, Yago looked at his palm.

At this moment, he seemed to feel an obvious crack in his consciousness.

Yes, there is a crack in "consciousness".

But to be more precise, it was some concepts in his consciousness, the concepts of certain words, that had cracks.

In his "memory", some words, some concepts, at this moment, suddenly shattered into things like shadows.

His memory is like articles composed of countless words.

At this moment, some of the words suddenly turned into shadowy things, shattered and collapsed.

However, after the collapse, new words were revealed.

Words obscured and replaced by words shaped by that shadow.

When these words, these words, and these concepts were connected, the eyes of "Yago" also changed.

His right hand brushed against his head, one shadow after another was pulled out of his consciousness, and condensed into one thing in his hand.

It was a mask.

A strange mask.

The entire mask is dull black, but there is no complete outline of the facial features.

No, to be precise, only "eyes".

A lifelike one-eyed eye lay across the mask, taking up most of the mask.

Looking at the woman sitting on the thorny throne, Yago's expression changed slightly.

On the face of the other party, there is no expression, but it seems that as long as it is a living thing, it will be intoxicated by such an expression.

It doesn't matter aesthetics, preferences, or concepts.

As long as the conditions are met, as long as it is a living thing, it will be affected by the behavior of the woman in front of it.

Amidst his thoughts, Yago raised his head, looked at the woman, and suddenly said:

"Are you 'Diago'? Or 'Duke Rose'? Or 'Black Butterfly' Vilia?"

Hearing this, the smile on the woman sitting on the Throne of Thorns did not change at all, she just swept across his face:

"Both."

"Both?" He couldn't help frowning, and at this moment when his identity was gradually becoming clear, the existence of this person in front of him was his biggest contradiction.

To his doubts, the woman responded lightly:

"Personality and consciousness are nothing more than symbolic products of superimposed mechanical idling."

"Personal will, these representations are meaningless to me."

Speaking of this, she yawned, looking sleepy:

"To be precise, the concept of 'I' is also meaningless."

"What you care about is only the 'I' that you observe and realize, whether there is an element of 'Diago' that you care about."

In the lazy demeanor, the woman seemed to think of something:

"The reason why 'I' exists here is only because the 'rule of life' has been influenced by the outside world and become present and symbolized, forming 'I'."

The other party's attitude made Yago both familiar and unfamiliar.

Familiarity is because the other party's way of speaking, that is, "Diago"'s way of speaking, grammar, and words used are "consistent" with "Diago", and unfamiliar, because Diago's personality is not like this.

The tone of this narrative does not seem like a personality with self-will.

More like a void.

As she stated, personality and will are just a sign.

There is no active desire, no active appeal, as if everything is regarded as meaningless, and passively responds to everything in the outside world.

However, from a practical point of view, what is shown is——

Let everything go.

When he realized this, such a judgment surfaced in his fully manifested and connected consciousness after the shadow dissipated.

However, what he wants to know more is.

The real "Xiu Lu" wants to do something.

Yes, even though the person in front of him called him Xiushi Lu, Yago knew very well that he was not Xiushi Lu.

When such thoughts surfaced, he paused and added a premise to his thoughts.

If what he perceives now, the memory he recognizes is real.

Judging from the current information, he is Xiushi Lu, not Xiushi Lu.

In other words, he originated from Xiushi Lu.

He was born because of Master Lu.

But, most importantly, where is Xiushi Lu? He didn't know what Xiushi Lu experienced.

In this case, he still doesn't know his source.

He thought of all the things he had experienced before, memories and spiritual mist, what he learned through the grave guard and the ability of the headless horseman, the different things remembered by the "real spirit body" and the "impression spirit body".

I may be condensed from the memory and impression of Xiushi Lu who has passed away.

It is also possible that he is a part of Xiushi Lu, or even the personality condensed from Xiushi Lu's impression of "Diago".

However, he didn't have enough clues about which one it was.

unless

His gaze focused on the front again, on the woman on the Throne of Thorns.

When he didn't take the initiative to talk and observe, the woman who lost her response as if she fell asleep again, the moment his eyes were focused, also reacted again and opened her eyes.

It's like a passive machine that only responds to external stimuli.

But it was also at this moment, when this thought emerged, he suddenly thought of a question, and asked blurted out:

"Here, where is it?"

The woman whose brows were similar to his, no, "Diago" opened her mouth and was about to answer.

However, at this moment, a roar sounded:

"Shut up!"

The woman on the throne stopped abruptly and closed her mouth.

Just as he felt, the one on the Throne of Thorns is not like a living thing, not like a living individual, but more like an automatic machine that responds to external interactions.

However, what Yago needs to pay attention to at this time is the ensuing, countless black and white thorns that shoot towards his position.

Like a series of chains, like a handle of sharp blades.

With a strong killing intent, with the malice that Yago can clearly detect, as if to strangle him directly here.

but

Faced with such an offensive, Yago's choice was to raise the mask in his hand.

The one-eyed eye that occupied most of the area of ​​the black mask suddenly squirmed at this moment.

In the next moment, vague words appeared and staggered.

The black one-eyed mask quickly distorted the shape, interlocking each word and forming a trajectory——

"way"

Familiar, the power of the path, as Yago put the mask on his face, appeared on him.

Like blood vessels.

It was also at this moment that he used his ability.

"Suicide Bird" ability

With a sense of death, like a dark mist, the crows appeared as his will condensed, and rushed towards the thorns and vines.

ps: Thank you for your concern, but don't worry, I know it well.