Chapter 292 True or False

"Do you like the tea party I hosted? I originally wanted to turn all witches into 'me', but unfortunately, I urgently need an audience to appreciate my masterpiece.

So I chose you. Is it a surprise? But don't get too excited too early - after all, I just randomly selected people, and you just happened to be the lucky one."

Liya sat on the table with a smile. The empty teapot fell to the side, and the teacup rolled to the ground. Thanks to the lawn as a buffer, it didn't break immediately.

"Finally, finally, the result of the last meeting, I mean the one that just ended a few minutes ago, is:

'We' are going to find the first knight, and 'we' are going to tell the Order Association everything they want to know.

In the end, it's still 'we' who will sacrifice ourselves in exchange for some information about that stupid sun."

"You said...are we quite dedicated? As for who this 'we' is, isn't it obvious?"

Everyone laughed, as if they unconditionally agreed with every word he said.

"Hefeisgetu!" Winnie gritted her teeth, wishing she could pull out the tendons and skin the person in front of her, but she couldn't find the target to pull out the tendons and skin.

This person's consciousness is like an unsolvable curse, which makes people helpless.

In fact, this time she wronged Hefeisgetu, because that consciousness has always been attached to the body of the mental patient before, squatting on the ground counting mushrooms.

And everything that happened next, without exception, was done by Riya using the power of the Faceless God.

Riya could do the same thing as Hefeisgetu and put all the blame on him. The difference lies in whether he wants to or not. He can now even directly wrongly accuse a mental patient of having completely lost his consciousness.

In order to perform, Riya did everything by any means. Even so, using the power of the faceless consumes too much of his own physical strength and can't be maintained for long.

"So this is what it feels like to have the power to influence others... You really took great pains to give me the power before."

Riya smiled at the patient, watching his helpless expression at this time.

That look seemed to say, "You've finished what I was going to say and what I was going to do, so what should I say next."

Riya's behavior was too different from before, and the contrast even made the clone begin to wonder if the Riya in front of him was real, or if he was also a clone made by the original body.

As expected of the new Faceless God, even many clones were dumbfounded by such a method. At this moment, Riya stood here, and no one could tell the difference between him and Hephisgetu.

The clone himself had to doubt whether he was fake, and the person in front of him was real.

"..."

The real clone stood up and walked a few steps towards Riya, with tears dripping on his face.

He staggered as he walked, and suddenly, this person started laughing wildly at an inappropriate time.

The laughter was like cheering like discovering a wonderful drama, like cheering like seeing a special prize in a lottery, and like the extreme joy of suddenly discovering a favorite game when he was too bored.

He turned his head and looked at the only audience at the scene - the poor girl was almost scared into an idiot meme.

"Isn't it surprising? This person always brings us new surprises. This is what the god we believe in should be like - we chose him for a reason."

Compared to those gods who have no ideas and can only sleep every day, Liya seems much more interesting, which is one of the reasons why those clones go to him to "play" when they have nothing to do.

"How did you manage to be more like the original than me? I even felt physically uncomfortable. I wanted to kill you right in front of me... I'm kidding. I can't see through you for having this ability in the mere Meme 6."

"You are an idiot. What insights do you have?"

Riya said with disdain: "What do you mean by like the original? You are a clone whose personality is not assigned to the original. Do you still complain? Why don't you reflect on yourself?

A useless clone has no need to exist. It's better for me to swallow it. Then I will definitely kill the real Hephisgetu with your share. Then I will be the original!"

He said the idea that only other clones can exist in front of the clone, which made the doubts in the clone's heart grow.

The clone stared at his face: "You should be Ria Kelcha, no, when did the original body give you a new consciousness."

"There is no need to tell you all this, your mission has been completed, it is useless.

Besides, when did we need your consent when we wanted to kill you?

Making me happy is the most important thing, isn't it?"

Ria tapped the ground with her silver-handled cane, and tens of thousands of tentacles condensed into tentacles to swallow it, from which came the wailing and the harsh sound of flesh being corroded.

A moment later, a tentacle rolled up some coins and stretched out in front of Ria, and Ria reached out to catch it.

This money was brought by the man himself. If you want to kill them, you need to take the money away in advance, which has to be said to be a bit troublesome.

At this time, the dark tentacles handed over a meme card in addition to the coins. Ria took a casual look and found that this person was an idiot with meme nine.

"I knew that he really likes idiots as always... In addition, this time the clone doesn't seem to have much money."

"When will they become rich collectively."

Riya put away the things, and then watched the creature in front of him transform into an extraordinary creature. Before it could grow up, the little Shiwaer turned into a dragon and swallowed it directly into his stomach.

After doing this, it turned back into tentacles and shrank into the shadows.

And Riya didn't have much time. The witch tea party was indeed held by them on their own. Just when it was about to end, Riya decided to control all of them. At this time, Riya had to start to admire Hefeisgetu.

Controlling others is much more difficult than imagined, and at this time, many people's messy voices and thoughts and memories are constantly echoing in his mind.

Riya must not be affected by them in the meantime, and he must not let the party possessed by consciousness suddenly have independent ideas to kill people indiscriminately.

"This is probably Hefeisgetu's weakness. It's easy to deal with it if there is a weakness."

Riya couldn't help but feel happy about his victory this time, but then he couldn't help but think of Plague Knight.

Hephisgetu did not lie. Those clones were indeed constantly looking for Plague Knights, but it was hard to say whether their purpose was to quell the disaster or to add fuel to the fire.

It was better to have fewer believers than too many. At the same time, they were also a sharp double-edged sword.

Riya knew that she was no match for them now, and she could only join them temporarily if she could not defeat them.