Chapter 1313: Watching (Long Chapter, Please Give Me a Monthly Vote)

Chapter 1314 Observation (long chapter, please vote for the monthly ticket)

He Ao stared at these blurry figures.

These figures are similar to the crowded crowds he saw outside before, but not completely similar.

If the cheering crowds were simple drawings drawn with a few strokes, the few people here obviously had many more "strokes".

Well, it can't be said to be much more.

He Ao carefully looked at the figures. The strokes that made up their bodies were actually only a few more, but those few strokes outlined a clear charm.

So much so that in this blurry light and shadow, He Ao looked at them, not like blurry paintings, but more like some kind of "living people".

He Ao vaguely realized what these scenes in this light and shadow were.

It was "memory".

The "memory" of the owner of this light and shadow.

These were scenes that existed in the past.

Slowly moving forward, He Ao had already walked to the side of the figure who drank the secret medicine, and he glanced at the figure.

The figure was blurry, and no face could be seen. He Ao could only vaguely distinguish that this figure was the same person as the figure walking towards the platform in the previous scene.

Unlike the figures around him that had obvious charm, although this blurry figure was roughly in the shape of a human, He Ao could not feel any charm like a ‘human’.

It was as if, if this figure suddenly transformed into a monster at a certain moment, it would not be strange.

Withdrawing his eyes from the blurry figure, He Ao turned his eyes and looked at the figures standing around.

Talent Sequence 240: King

This sounded like an angel-level talent sequence.

The blurry figure was being ‘promoted’ to an angel, and the ‘people’ around him should not just be here to watch the fun.

Standing at such a close distance, even a C-level extraordinary person would turn into dust in an instant once the existence of the promoted angel lost control.

He Ao stared at the figures that had charms. These ‘people’, perhaps they were here to ‘help’?

Once the promoted person shows signs of losing control, they can immediately respond and minimize the danger?

Being able to assist an angel in his promotion, these figures in front of him should all be ‘angels’?

Or, at least ‘angels’?

He Ao scanned the figures in front of him, one, two, three, four, five, a total of five people.

Five are at least high-level angels, and this is just to assist an angel in his promotion. Including the one who is being promoted, there are already six, and this does not count the ones who may not come.

The relic civilization, or the original federation, used to be very rich.

But why did such a powerful civilization perish?

He Ao turned around and looked at the blurred figure who was being promoted.

His pace did not slow down, but his eyes always fell on the blurred figure.

He didn't know how many memories of the promotion at that time were left in this person's memory.

But looking more, maybe he could gain some experience.

Unlike the blurred figure, He Ao estimated that when he was promoted, he might not find a few angels to protect him.

So he was not willing to give up any possible opportunity to ‘experience’ or ‘visit’.

When He Ao passed by, the blurry figure had already drunk the contents of the test tube in his hand.

He Ao's speed was not slow, but everything that happened when the blurry figure was promoted was obviously faster.

While moving forward, He Ao also vaguely felt some thoughts of the surrounding light and shadow, and realized that the contents of the test tube were not pure liquid.

Because he could feel a little bit of a vague "slippery" feeling from these scattered light and shadow.

This is the "sensitivity" of super memory to "emotions" and thoughts.

This feeling is not very pleasant.

Obviously, the owner of this light and shadow has always remembered that taste.

He Ao stared at the blurry figure and turned on super memory.

At this moment, there were more scattered thoughts in his mind.

He could feel that the slippery thing seemed to flow into his throat, pass through his esophagus, and fall into his stomach.

Then, severe pain suddenly came.

He Ao's face was pale, but he did not turn off super memory, but quietly stared at the blurry figure.

He could feel something bulging under the skin of the blurry figure, which was a round ball.

He could feel that the flesh, body, and even soul of the blurry figure fell into a kind of intense pain that seemed to tear everything apart.

The light and shadow around him were shaking violently, which was the memory left by the twisted pain.

At this moment, a twisted, invisible thought flooded into He Ao's mind with the shaking thoughts.

'Tear it apart' 'Tear it apart'

The body of the blurry figure was surging violently, as if his flesh and blood, his skin, were going to tear his body apart from the inside and 'break out of his cocoon'.

Just like a larva transforming into a butterfly, it needs to tear apart the pupa formed by its original body.

A chill slowly climbed up He Ao's back. He didn't know whether it came from his own association or from the shaking emotions around him.

At this moment, the body of the blurry figure was deformed, his skin was propped up by round balls, and cracks appeared on his body.

The cracks were not ‘depicted’ in any specific shape.

But He Ao could "understand" that they were eyes.

At this moment, the vibrating light and shadow around him stagnated, and some twisted thoughts spread in all the light and shadow, as if the final moment of "liberation" and "transformation into a butterfly" was coming.

A little itching spread from under He Ao's skin, as if the flesh under the skin was wriggling, and cracks spread on his body.

One by one, the "eyes" seemed to be about to open on his body.

He Ao took a deep breath and suppressed the pollution that was about to move. He turned his eyes and looked at the figures beside him.

These figures had only stood by until now, watching the changes in the blurred figures.

They did not help, as if they should not help at this moment.

The twisted itching became more and more intense, making He Ao subconsciously want to reach out and try to grab his skin.

But he did not reach out in the end.

He looked at the blurred figure in front of him.

The promotion seemed to fail.

So did he become like this because of the failure of the promotion?

He Ao glanced at the other figures present, so the existence of these angels is not to protect the law, but to completely control the out-of-control person after the out-of-control situation occurs?

His eyes swept through the figures whose expressions and faces could not be seen clearly, and fell on the last figure, that is, the sixth figure.

At this moment, the figure slowly raised his head and cast his eyes towards He Ao.

Bang——

The scattered light and shadows around him shattered and turned into a bunch of blurry snowflakes.

The itching and creeping feeling all over He Ao's body also disappeared at this moment.

But He Ao did not move at all.

His thoughts were still on the moment when the sixth figure cast his eyes at him.

A wisp of vague memories emerged in his mind.

How many people were there around the blurry figure at the beginning?

If he remembered correctly, there should be five?

What about the sixth one?

Was he always there without noticing, or did he appear there suddenly?

He Ao raised his head and looked at the scattered snowflake-like light around him.

The sixth figure seemed to be ‘alive’?

Was he the incarnation of the blurred figure, or was he really one of the people who ‘guarded’ the blurred figure back then?

He Ao vaguely remembered that the outline of the sixth figure also looked like the dress of the ruins civilization.

In other words, the other party was also a person in the ruins?

If he was not a blurred figure, and the projection of the ‘master’ of this light and shadow could perceive the ‘gaze’ in a past memory, what kind of existence would he be?

Moreover, there is a more important question. Since the sixth figure can respond to the interaction, it means that he is very likely to be ‘alive’.

The ruins civilization has been destroyed. Judging from the situation of the three archangels that He Ao had contacted before, even the angels could not escape from that destruction.

But, someone is still ‘alive’.

In the correct version of Yiyi!

Are there really survivors in the ruins?

Didn’t the disaster completely destroy the ruins civilization?

The more clues there are, the more they are entangled, forming a messy ball of thread.

And this suspicion may not be accurate.

It is possible that the survivors are not the remnants of the ruins, but the existence that destroyed the ruins.

Shaking his head, He Ao suppressed the thoughts in his mind.

He turned his head to look at the light and shadow around him.

The promotion scene did not seem to have any intention of rebuilding.

He Ao did not wait, but continued to move forward.

He did not see what happened at the end of the ceremony.

From his observation, the promotion of the blurred figure seemed to have failed, and the twisted madness controlled his body.

But intuition and the actions of the several "guardian" angels told He Ao that things did not seem to be that simple.

He Ao closed the super memory and continued to watch the light and shadow around him with orange-gray eyes.

Whether it was successful in the end, the method of verification is actually very simple.

If you have the opportunity to meet the memory behind, you will know.

There may be more than just this little memory in this light and shadow.

In the process of moving forward, He Ao also felt Li Cheng's state.

Li Cheng's condition was still not good, but he seemed to have found a way to maintain the situation so that it did not get worse. In fact, his condition was better than before.

He Ao breathed a sigh of relief and continued to move forward.

He could feel that the environment where Li Cheng was in seemed a little different from his light and shadow.

He had to figure out the nature of these lights and shadows as soon as possible and find a way to leave before he could switch scenes, find Li Cheng, and complete the task of entering the ruins this time.

As he walked, some vague shadows appeared beside him again.

This time, it seemed to be a huge conference room.

The vague figure was standing on the podium, arguing fiercely with other people in the conference room.

The noisy quarrel and the crazy whistling squeezed into He Ao's ears.

He Ao stared at the vague figure, and he could vaguely feel that the lines drawn on the vague figure also had some "charm".

In other words, he still succeeded in the promotion in the end.

Under that degree of "alienation", can it be pulled back?

Or does it mean that all angels will experience that level of alienation when they are promoted? But what allows these angels to be promoted steadily, keep their "power" in the "chrysalis" called mortals, and pull out their madness?

Or, because the owner of this light and shadow is crazy, his memory has also been "alienated"? At that time, his distortion was not as serious as what he just saw?

What happened after that scene just now? The most critical part is gone.

As his thoughts turned, He Ao's steps were also moving forward. He listened to the noisy noises and slowly walked through this huge conference room.

These people spoke too fast, and there were very few people who used the language of the second district, so He Ao basically couldn't understand what they were arguing about.

Only through some simple syllables could he vaguely distinguish words such as "supernormal", "intelligence", and "prosperity".

There were also some words that seemed to be dirty words.

Anyway, he heard a voice cursing people with the dirty words of the second district. The people in the conference room were obviously divided into factions and tended to fight.

The man who spoke with an accent that seemed to be from the first district was trying to mediate the fight, to prevent the conference room from really turning into a fight.

If it was in some cities in the dungeon world, this situation would have already seen blood, and someone would have been looking for teeth on the ground.

The original federation was still too civilized.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and He Ao's eyes passed through the conference room and looked at the vague figure standing on the podium.

The arguments of everyone in this conference room seemed to be caused by him, and those who supported him and those who opposed him were in a mess.

From the situation, it was obvious that there were more people supporting him.

He Ao's steps continued to move forward and passed through this scene.

Then, the surrounding scene seemed to become "outdoors" again, and skyscrapers and high-rise buildings, as well as vehicles shuttling between buildings appeared in He Ao's field of vision.

Compared with the first scene that He Ao saw, this scene was obviously more prosperous and closer to the scene that He Ao saw in the ruins of the past.

He Ao's figure passed through this illusory city, and in the process, He Ao saw the vague figure again.

He was standing on the high platform, accepting the crowd's request to stay.

From the vague voice, He Ao vaguely heard the word "resignation".

This time the request to stay was more intense than the previous cheers.

In this request to stay, the noisy pollution seemed to be a little lighter, and the light and shadow around him were filled with a faint regret and joy.

He Ao vaguely understood this joy.

It was the joy of standing on the top and reaching or even exceeding his expected achievements.

He Ao did not walk through this scene for too long. This "bustling" area was even "narrower" than he imagined.

It was like a short-lived glory that flashed by.

And at the edge of this illusion, He Ao slowed down his pace for the first time.

He raised his head and looked at the light and shadow in front of him.

In the scattered light, there were vaguely illusory eyeballs disappearing in it.

Not far ahead, it seemed to be the core area of ​​this area.

And before this core area, there seemed to be the last illusion.

He Ao did not stop, but walked slowly forward into the last phantom.

The blurry figure sat on a long chair, with drooping shoulders, like a lion with its spine removed.

Behind him were ruins.