Chapter 726: Domain Liberation

The writer was surprised to find that his body had changed. In his memory, he had become an old man, but now his voice was so young, and even his body had become younger!

He thought of the first novel he wrote when he was young, the first novel he read, and the trivial things that had long been forgotten floated up in his mind. He could easily recall the pain of his nose when he had a nosebleed and the warmth of blood sliding across his philtrum, and even recalled that when he was just born, he sucked the water in his mother's arms.

Many memories of infancy appeared. He never knew those things, but he remembered them all, but there were also many things that seemed to be remembered, but he forgot them completely.

He was married and was heartbroken because of the divorce, but he forgot who he married, forgot the other person's appearance and voice, and even remembered the years he had experienced with his wife, he only remembered the things, not the people.

And knowledge, he felt that he should know the answer to why he became like this, but he couldn't remember it.

"What's wrong with me?" The writer looked at Shangguan Yan blankly, confused and fearful.

Shangguan Yan said nothing, but approached directly, and attacked the opponent with a very high-speed attack.

The writer dodged the attack by bending down flexibly, and at the same time, he punched Shangguan Yan in the abdomen with a lightning speed.

The huge impact force caused a violent torrent to surge in the sea water. Shangguan Yan bent his knees and dug his five fingers into the ground to slow down his momentum of being knocked back.

"You are sent by Bureau 748 to kill me?!" The writer was shocked.

His memory has become unrelated fragments, and humans cannot understand events beyond their own cognition. He forgot to name and what he was doing before. He just subconsciously thought that the person who suddenly attacked him was an enemy.

In the writer's remaining memory, the most recent enemy that can be recalled and poses the greatest threat to him is Bureau 748, which is the predecessor of the China Control Bureau, an old agency that existed decades ago.

Shangguan Yan frowned slightly, looking at the writer in front of him. His body was covered with wounds from the endless sea of ​​blood. Most of them had not been tightly sutured, and the light red blood was still gradually floating in the sea.

Shangguan Yan was sure that the other party had forgotten a lot of things, but just now, the other party's reaction speed was not only not slow, but also became faster when injured, which was incredible.

"So that's it." Shangguan Yan whispered to herself.

She figured out why the writer could use her supernatural power so purely, and her physical skills were so outstanding. This did not rely on the power of experience and technology, but was the body's innate fighting instinct, and Shangguan Yan could roughly guess the original owner of this power.

If she guessed correctly, some of those Roman hoods were killed by Zhe.

Shangguan Yan didn't know much about these "elders" in the past. When they were together in the past, they never used any supernatural powers, so although she knew that they were not ordinary people, she only had an impression of their personalities, but knew nothing about their abilities.

But among all people, Zhe is the best at fighting, there is no doubt about that. From the past discussions between Xia Shou and others, and other people's side teasing of Zhe, it can be guessed that Zhe's martial arts value is the strongest among all people.

The wildness and primitive characteristics of the writer at this moment made Shangguan Yan think of Zhe at the first time.

"This is tricky." Shangguan Yan said.

While she was adjusting her posture, the writer had already approached her, followed by three lightning-fast punches. The first punch was blocked, and the second punch hit Shangguan Yan's cheek at an incredible angle. After this big swing punch hit, he swung back and hit Shangguan Yan's temple, knocking her to the ground.

It seems that she was beaten extremely embarrassed, but her body was not injured.

The slashing attack attached to the opponent's attack was neutralized by her slashing attack, and she can still use the "iron block" to resist the purely physical attack, so although she was beaten without any resistance, there was no substantial damage.

Shangguan Yan raised her hand and blocked the writer's fourth punch with one hand. She took the opportunity to roll over and get up from the ground, and then distanced herself again.

It was impossible to win if she continued to fight like this. The gap in technology and ability was too big. However, if she continued to sink or entered the chaotic sea of ​​the past by floating up in the opposite direction, she would deepen her understanding of desire, which would lead to the stripping of human nature.

And now the seven-branch fragments gathered in this city are enough to promote her ascension. She doesn't even need a ceremony... because the ceremony has been completed long ago, and she got the recognition from the agent that year.

But Shangguan Yan also knew that she couldn't defeat the writer with her current ability.

At this moment, countless possibilities were constantly circulating in Shangguan Yan's mind.

The rich experience in the past allowed her to come up with countless tactical routines in an instant and search for the possibility of victory from them.

However, the next second, Shangguan Yan recognized the reality.

As a human being, she couldn't stop the current writer.

As a human being, Shangguan Yan was too weak in front of the writer, unless she gave up being a human.

But was she really going to take the risk? Although there is a certain probability that she will not ascend, do you really want to gamble on a probability that you are not sure of?

She had lost all hope in life before. Her strong desire for revenge made her find the murderer who killed Xia Shou at all costs. In the end, she got nothing and indulged herself in false self-satisfaction, willing to fall into an endless cycle of thirst.

But the thirst she once felt was no longer what she longed for. Since the clear spring water was right beside her, why bother to drink the bitter and salty sea water?

Shangguan Yan took a deep breath in the sea water and finally made up his mind.

There is another way to get rid of him!

Not to crush the opponent through [Dream of Bird], but to use another force.

Please...collect 6...books...!

"You bunch of lackeys of Bureau 748!" The writer rushed forward again and punched Shangguan Yan's right arm. Shangguan Yan's right hand immediately became old again.

This time, Shangguan Yan did not fight back or pull away, but scratched the palm of his left hand with the nail of his right hand, and blood spread in the sea water.

Another liberation after the domain was unfolded!

"Domain liberation - [Mermaid Palace]!"

There are few ways to avoid excessive desires. It can even be said that desires themselves are things that cannot be controlled by subjective consciousness. Desires can be suppressed and ignored, but they will not change shape according to human's own thoughts.

But there is a kind of people in the world who are born with a sense of dullness. After they dislike someone, they suddenly find that they once liked the other person; after they realize their dreams, they find that they also have dreams.

——Do not savor carefully, do not understand, do what you want to do in sleepwalking, and unconsciously satisfy the desire at the moment, and also eliminate the desire.

As long as it is fast enough, there is no need to savor the process of being tortured by desire.

Only open up the field for a moment, use the weak desire that leaks out at that moment, use it as a price to withdraw power, and use up these desires in an instant, turning them into a moment of memory before they are formed.

Just like grabbing a burning coal with bare hands and throwing it out, as long as it is fast enough, you will not be burned!

0.2 seconds of the Mermaid Palace!

So, at that moment, the writer felt something flash in front of him.

Although it was very fast, so fast that it was difficult to see the specific details, but the vague outline and some specific details were still seen clearly.