Chapter 758 Distorted
"I'm not mistaken."
The girl, who no longer had any familiar servants by her side, held the gold inlaid cane left by her father, bit her lip, and watched the old couple leave.
"I'm not mistaken!"
Compared with the past, the girl now seemed a little helpless, so she could only stand in front of the door blankly, watching the police carry away her parents' bodies, watching box after box being carried away in the name of investigation. The box filled with all kinds of valuables was put into a carriage by the police officers and taken out of her home.
She wanted to do something, but she also knew there was nothing she could do.
Now, it's different from before.
Here, it is no longer the Principality of Allen.
Here is the Kingdom of Cartesia.
I may still be from Basatona, but I no longer belong here.
This situation made her a little confused.
However, at this moment, as if she had noticed something, she turned around and cast her gaze to the other side.
What came into her sight was a young man wearing a silver-gray top hat and a single-breasted morning dress of the same color.
The other party's figure was straight and slender, and every move made the girl feel strange.
Maybe it's the line of sight.
she thought.
The other party's light gray hair sank slightly from under the top hat, and under the shadow formed by the brim of the hat and silver hair, a pair of silver gray eyes stared indifferently in this direction.
Ah, it's Mr. Sewell Crow.
Suddenly, the girl suddenly remembered the other party's name.
Then, she yelled in a little surprise.
Yes, the other party is the person she trusts the most besides her parents.
"It worked."
The man with silver-gray hair raised his right hand, took off the top hat on his head, and pressed it on his chest to salute.
However, all this only happened in the eyes of the girl.
Among others, in the sight of those police officers, the girl whose parents had just lost was just talking to herself in an open space.
No one saw that a hideous, crow-like monster appeared on her shoulder.
It was Yago.
The ability of the Necromancer Path cannot be used, and he cannot penetrate into the spiritual mist of others like before.
He can only change the memory cognition of others through contact.
When the necromantic path ability was suppressed and unable to be used, he finally discovered that changing the memory does not need to be done by changing the spiritual mist.
Before, he always thought that the ability of the soul sender was added to the memory fog by shaping the spirit fog himself or modifying the spirit fog in the memory fog, and then it took effect.
However, now, when the ability of the Undead Path was suppressed and could not be used, he suddenly discovered that it was not what he originally thought.
Cognition and memory are only carried by the spirit mist, not the spirit mist itself.
What is the relationship between spirit fog, memory and cognition?
In what form does memory exist?
Yago was taken aback by this sudden question.
However, even through the Lost Book, he did not discover the specifics.
Wait a moment.
Yago subconsciously glanced at the Lost Book, and after observing the inside of his body, he suddenly stopped.
Because, he found that inside his body, in the spiritual mist, there were strange silk threads twisted and combined into various symbols.
Mysterious phantom lines?
No, it seems not.
Although they are similar to symbols and characters, these symbolic characters do not form a three-dimensional structure like the mysterious phantom lines.
Instead, they are like individual words on the page of a book.
Spread out evenly and regularly.
Yago glanced at the lost book he was holding.
Was it because of the Lost Book that he could see it?
But why didn't I see it before?
Because of this strange city?
Later, he discovered
But when he moved his eyes to the girl through the Lost Book, he suddenly saw that the girl had become a human figure made up of words in his eyes.
page? Fragments of broken pages?
After careful identification, Yago confirmed that this girl is a page formed by filling a large number of densely packed strange characters on a broken page.
The "broken pages" themselves are not even humanoid.
No.
In surprise, Yago swept his eyes in all directions.
Immediately, he confirmed one thing, this place, this city, no matter everything, is formed by broken pages with jagged edges.
In some, a large piece of scenery is formed by a large page, and in some, a small piece of fragments constitutes several or several items independently.
Immediately, he suddenly turned his head to look at the girl, and at the words on the fragmented page.
Although he couldn't fully understand what the weird text above was, he also discovered one thing.
I modified the memory of the girl just now
On the "page" of the girl, he saw traces of smearing and modification.
What does this mean?
Although I don't want to think about it, it seems that the modification of the memory is actually the modification of these weird pages.
Between surprise and suspicion, Yago swept towards his body vigilantly.
Then, he saw such a scene——
His body, which was already inhuman, and even looked like a monster that was far from a crow, had some paper marks on it.
Suppressing the emotions emerging in his heart, he stopped using the Lost Book.
In the next moment, the scene of everything being a scrap of paper filled with words and symbols disappeared from his eyes.
Everything has returned to normal.
However, such a scene, on the contrary, increased Yago's trust in the scene he saw through the lost book.
This weird city is really not "normal" at all.
The only thing to be thankful for is that the position of the "piece of paper" where those strange text symbols appear is on his original body, not on the meditation card.
Moreover, after careful inspection, Yago discovered one more thing, that is, the strange characters that appeared on his body, and the words that appeared on the girl's paper and rewritten on the smear marks, there are more than 80 Character symbols above % are consistent.
The reason why my body becomes "paper" is related to my action of modifying the girl's memory?
Or could it be said that just being in contact with the girl brought about such a change?
Although Yago doesn't know the rules, but this strange city seems to be
pollute him.
Yago remembered things about wizards and priests again, and remembered words like "pollution" that seemed to describe erosion.
distortion.
I am being "distorted".
"Twisted" by the city.
The moment this idea popped up, Yago suddenly tensed up.