Chapter 1521 Human Strain (Twenty-Five)

"Sir Aiko."

Perhaps due to the consensus on the sense of urgency, the team's marching efficiency has been significantly improved compared to before.

Of course, in contrast, the atmosphere seems to be more dull.

And this time, it was Fu Qian who tried to liven up the atmosphere. Even the first thing he did was to apologize to the Night Keeper Demigod.

"I'm sorry I had to do that just now. Have you recovered a little now?"

"That's my duty. In fact, I should be the one to express my gratitude."

It can be seen that this move surprised Aiko a little, but after staring at Fu Qian, she still commented on the essence of the incident fairly and indicated that it was not necessary to take it to heart.

"Also, don't worry. Although it seems difficult to suppress some of the beastly frenzy deep in my soul when I was hit continuously just now, my will is now quite clear, and I am sure I haven't forgotten anything."

At the same time, Aiko also described his own mental journey in great detail.

Of course, it was not to emphasize his own merits, but a way to express gratitude.

After dealing with him all the way, how could she be so naive as to think that the other party really cared about her safety.

Everyone heard what this guy had just said to Li He.

It was obvious that the old man and the young man were very interested in this special mental annihilation technique.

The purpose of this guy coming up at this moment was only to consult his feelings as the person involved, so as to serve as a basis for subsequent judgment.

A demigod test subject is very valuable for reference no matter how you think about it.

But it doesn't matter, the previous thanks are always true.

The other party did help, and that's enough.

The mania in the depths of the soul.

It is impossible not to understand the sincerity of Mr. Aike. Fu Qian listened carefully on the one hand, and naturally recalled the feeling of whipping himself with a whip on the other hand.

"Just now I did notice that your skin had some special changes during the process. This should be a manifestation of mania. There is a small problem..."

And the next moment he consulted in an unusually detailed manner.

"According to your judgment, if you are hit by the whip again next time, will you be resistant to this change, or will the situation be more serious?"

...

This time, Aike thanked much slower.

Fu Qian's question seemed to make her fall into some difficult self-examination.

As a demigod, her pride obviously did not allow her to prevaricate about her promise of thanks.

Fu Qian was very patient and did not urge him, just walking aside.

"I'm not sure, but intuitively... it seems to be getting worse."

He did not wait too long. At a certain moment, Echo finally made a decision and looked at him seriously and answered.

Resistance will not increase due to adaptation, but the barrier that restrains animality will become weaker.

Memory may not be lost, but the elimination of a certain "self" does not seem to be so easy to recover.

Or should it be called "humanity"?

Rubbing the dark red ring on his hand, Fu Qian naturally thought of the scarlet angel with a similar style, and a second-level god named Ariel.

Would that be the ultimate form of this elimination?

The tyrant version of destroying the mind does not ultimately turn people into lunatics, but directly makes "people" no longer exist?

Is this the true meaning of "the soul is carved because of you" in the honorific name of the King of Abandoned Prison?

It's really different.

And if that's the case, in addition to Mr. Stos, Ms. Nefeli, who used to drink tea with him, seems to be worth talking about.

After all, it seems that Ariel should be her work.

Learning is indeed endless!

Fu Qian, who felt that he had gained a lot, was in a very happy mood for a while.

Of course, as the saying goes, happiness is better shared than happiness alone. Almost at the same time, Lord Jin Ning, who was leading the team in front, suddenly stopped.

...

When the long skirt was designed, it was obvious that the convenience of walking was not considered too much, so Lord Jin Ning had to hold it in his hand and lift it gently.

At this moment, her right hand had been put down, and she turned to explore in a cabinet.

Gorgeous and complex, the size of the wooden cabinet was quite large.

Coupled with the relatively serious degree of decay, it was obviously not an easy task to find something in it-Jin Ning withdrew his hand, carrying a silver and blue exquisite thing that was as long as his forearm.

It took less than half a minute from the time he stopped.

It was smooth and smooth, as if he had known that this thing was there for a long time.

Even including the route along the way, recalling it, there was almost no extra journey.

"We seem to have found a second trace."

While praising, Lady Jining had already turned around and showed her gains.

It was easy to see that the short stick with exquisite patterns and designs was actually a dagger with a sheath.

And from the size of the style, it seems easy to imagine that this is also "belonging" to Lady Jining, a makeup knife used to hurt others or herself.

"Huh?"

When this thought naturally emerged, as the person involved, Jining did not hesitate to hold both ends and tried to open it.

However, under the onlookers, the seemingly slender short blade did not move in the hands of the demigod.

"How could it be..."

After deftly groping up and down with her fingers and confirming that there was no special structure, Jining did not hide her confusion.

"Do you want to change someone to try?"

Seeing that even Mr. Li frowned for a while, Fu Qian took the initiative to make a suggestion.

Change people...

This suggestion, which seemed reasonable in every way, made Lady Jin Ning hesitate. She seemed not to want to share this item that belonged to her.

"I'll try it for a while longer. This thing... is really dangerous. Try to reduce the number of people touching it."

After a brief consideration, she finally shook her head and seemed to have made up her mind.

"Okay."

Feeling the sincerity in the other party's words, Fu Qian did not insist.

"Don't worry, I am confident that this is something that belongs to me. After all, even the pattern is the same as my clothes, isn't it?"

Seemingly feeling that the morale of the team was somewhat affected, Jin Ning turned around and wanted to go on the journey again. She played with the dagger in her hand and made a small joke.

...

At that moment, the air seemed to be a little stagnant, and more than one pair of eyes stared between the dagger and Jin Ning.

They are indeed full of noble style, but anyone with eyes can see that they are completely different styles of luxury. Your Excellency Jin Ning’s reason...

"The dagger is silver-blue."

At the same time, Fu Qian verified a guess in his mind and sighed to describe the basic appearance of the second mark.

...

After these words came out, Jin Ning was stunned on the spot.

"Your Excellency."

Fu Qian did not stop, quietly looking at the pair of smart and bright eyes.

"After putting on this dress, can you really still see?" (End of this chapter)