Chapter 615 Tyrande Society’s death scene! The Ring of Recovery for one of the Eight Archbishops?
This detail that is not easy to find is actually very difficult to figure out.
By reading the memory, it has been confirmed that this Belissa Megan is definitely not the living patriarch of the Megan family.
Not only is her body made of wood and vines, but her memory is also incomplete. If she were to use one word to describe it, Mo Yu feels that the woman in front of her is more like a "replica."
Of course, this replica can only be made of some weird contract ability that is not yet known.
But if, as in the memory fragments seen, Belissa Megan only visited her ancestral land a few years ago when she was relatively young, it is assumed that she used her contract ability to create a copy of herself at that time.
If it is a product, then how can this replica have all the memories of what happened in the Supervisory Office a few days ago?
Even in the weird world of symbols, this is a BUG that is difficult to explain.
The unknown will turn doubt into a sense of mystery. After the sense of mystery accumulates, it will inevitably cause people to feel fear.
All this is enough to send chills down the back of Director Mo Da.
"What did you find?" Tyrande asked aloud when she saw that Mu Zhi was holding her hand without any movement.
Mo Cai shook his head and said, "I can't figure it out."
"I read Belinsa's memory, but although she has a vague consciousness, her memory is fragmented. Moreover, she actually has memories of the past few days, including those before her death."
"As far as I know, she has not been to Meghan's ancestral land in recent years."
Tyrande also understood the bug. After pondering for a moment, he said in a tentative tone:
"I have never been here but have recent memories. Could it be that these memories are not hers?"
As soon as these words came out, Mu Zhi felt like he was struck by lightning.
Yes, Tyrande is right!
You are putting the cart before the horse!
Who said that these resurrected Wooden people were created by themselves? This logical starting point itself may be wrong! This will inevitably lead to a series of subsequent reasonings that are all wrong.
The abnormality that occurs here is most likely not controlled by the people of the Megan family. They are just "resurrected" in a strange way, and this "resurrection" ability should originally be the ability of this ancestral land.
Yes, the first memory I saw was the reason why the ancestral land was formed - the beautiful woman with vines growing on her body, the contractor who was stronger than the blue level.
When I thought of this, my thoughts suddenly seemed to come together.
In this case, that is to say, this ancestral land has the ability to read the memories of people who enter it, and can use the strange "paint brush" of plant growth to paint the scenes in the memory!
In other words, the Belissa Megan in front of me was not formed by her body entering Megan's ancestral land a few years ago and leaving memories. It was because among the people present, there was another person with something in her head.
In memory of Belinda Meghan.
It was as if a tsunami was rising in my heart.
That person is yourself!
That's right, in his head, he has all the memories of Belinsa Megan forcibly breaking into the Inspectorate, being taken down, detained, and finally dissipated due to madness.
Ancestral Land! Could it be that he read these memories of his own? Or even merged with the ontological memory that Belissa Megan left behind when she entered the Ancestral Land a few years ago, and then used wooden vines to create the "replica" in front of her.
?
That's why it has these broken memories!
The wooden cane person in front of me, Belissa Megan, is actually the ancestor who recreated the unpredictable memory scene with wooden cane?
Logic seems to make sense
Because just when he sneaked into the city gate, Mo Zhi also used an illusion on the orange-level contractor. In the illusion, he turned Tyrande into Belissa Megan to deceive the guards.
It's possible that the brief thought at that time had already allowed this ancestral land to read its memory.
This ancestral land is indeed magical and powerful!
Unpredictable slowly gathered his mind. Then, there are only two final questions. Why does this ancestral land have such magical power?
If that Fuji girl, is she the person in the impression?
Tyrande clearly felt that the unpredictable body wrapped around him was trembling slightly, and it seemed that his body temperature had risen a little.
Just as he was about to talk to Mo Zhi, he suddenly felt something in his heart, and Tyrande turned around hastily.
"Belissa Megan" who had just left stopped walking towards the center of the ancestral land, but turned around, with a strange arc at the corner of her mouth, looking at the illusory and unpredictable two people as if examining them.
.
To be more precise, what she was looking at was actually Tyrande himself.
This gaze, as if being stared at by a hunter, made Tyrande feel a thorn in his back.
"Mozhi, she's looking at me!" Tyrande subconsciously pulled Mozhi.
"I'm here, don't be afraid!" Mozhi came back to his senses and pulled Tyrande into his body.
At this moment, Belissa Megan, who had no complete soul, moved.
She tilted her head, quietly watching the two people merged into one, and took another step.
But, she is decaying and drifting away.
Her body rotted rapidly as she moved forward step by step. Every part of her body was peeled off and fell to the ground. Eventually, it turned into clumps of gray floating soil and was covered by the debris on the surface.
Covered by grass.
Before she had even taken a few steps, she was completely dead.
However, the unpredictable two people did not dare to relax at all. With the previous experience, they were both vigilantly feeling the chaotic talisman source on Belinsa's body - even though she had dissipated and reintegrated into the soil, this talisman was still there.
source of disordered fluctuations
The intensity has not decreased at all
Just as the two of them expected!
Right before their eyes, bumps formed on the ground, and vines sprouted out of the ground again.
In the blink of an eye, the vines were as thick as trees, entangled with each other, and wrapped up the space where the unpredictable two people were.
These vines actually simulate a hall-like building.
Tyrande, who was in the hall, saw this scene, suddenly realized something, and hurriedly let out an exclamation.
"No~~~"
There is obviously something abnormal about this voice.
It's not fear, but shyness and worry. It's easy to hear many emotions in her unpredictable voice.
"What's wrong?" Mo Zhi asked aloud.
Tyrande, on the other hand, seemed as if he hadn't heard anything and was dumbfounded.
She seemed to be embarrassed by what was going to happen next. He could feel her excitement, and her body, which was illusory and fused with her own, was trembling slightly.
He raised his head and looked at the dome made of entangled vines. This time, even Unpredictable felt a faint sense of familiarity.
Mo Da's department was not given a long time to guess, and the scene composed of vines began to become clearer.
As if growing from the ground, in the hall, vines entangled themselves with graceful figures wearing black robes.
The details of these vine people are becoming more and more obvious, especially the pattern of the huge eye on the chest of the robe, which is enough to prove the identity of these formed wooden vine people.
Alebe, and he is a member of the Alebe tribe of the Heart Nightmare Tribe.
The symbol of the Heart Nightmare Tribe is a huge red-black eye, which seems to be able to see through the soul.
There is no doubt that this ancestral land has read Tyrande's memory and is recreating the scenes in her mind with plants.
This woman has been in a dilemma since she asked her to be his wife in front of the remnant soul of the prophetic bishop yesterday. Moreover, she is already imagining appearing in the golden hall of her home to the future Bishop Mo Xinmai.
The scene in front of me is so realistic!
No wonder he exclaimed in surprise
The vines are changing rapidly.
Several Alebe women from the Heart Nightmare tribe were holding up another tall Alebe woman in their hands. What was different from the Heart Nightmare tribe was that this Alebe woman was wearing white.
robe.
There is a Klein bottle tattooed on her chest.
Alibe of the World Tribe!
After the details of the creeper man became clearer with the changes, the face of the woman being lifted was finally revealed.
It's Tyrande!
This time, even Mu Zhi understood why she exclaimed, because the scene formed by the vines was exactly what Tyrande remembered or imagined.
And the content of this scene is exactly the golden hall where the bishop of the Heart Nightmare tribe and his tribe thrived.
After that, Muto actually formed an unpredictable
The wooden man Mozhi was wearing the black robe of the Bishop of the Nightmare. As if he was inspecting prey, his eyes were fixed on Tyrande who was being carried by the tribesmen.
He stood up, walked up to the tribe, and took Tyrande, who was being lifted up by the crowd, into his arms.
He reached out, stroked Tyrande's back, and began to untie Tyrande's robe.
Vine Tyrande's beautiful eyes were two parts confused, three parts shy, and four parts filled with determination.
"Depend on!"
Mozhi suddenly screamed: "Don't take action yet! Use your contract ability to stop it! Lift into the air!"
Only then did Tyrande come to his senses from the massive daze, raised his hand, and changed the gravity.
This blow was made with all my strength
The beautiful scene in front of me was immediately lifted up to the sky by Tyrande and turned into clumps of floating earth.
Phew~~~Muzhi breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Tyrande slightly angrily:
“I almost got banned again!”
Tyrande was confused: "???"
Mo Zhi then asked: "Have you been in a trance since you entered here, have you been thinking about these things?"
"Ah!!!" Tyrande exclaimed as she came back to her senses.
Mu Mei could clearly feel that her entire body was heating up rapidly, like water vapor after boiling.
If it weren't for the soul transformation state, Tyrande would be almost cooked.
"Cool down, cool down!" Mozhi reminded quickly:
"If this continues, the state of soul transformation cannot be maintained."
I don't know how much effort Tyrande put in to force himself to calm down.
The two were silent for a while
"that."
As if to save himself from the embarrassment of social death, Tyrande spoke like a mosquito:
"I have been since I predicted the bishop."
Just when the two of them didn't know what to say further, vines formed on the ground again.
Tyrande's figure reappeared, and this time she was facing layers upon layers of Alebe tribesmen.
The scene formed by the wooden vines was so clear that the expression on Tyrande's face was clearly visible.
All the Alebe tribesmen looked at her with contempt, as if she had done something treacherous, like a criminal
Tyrande seemed to be on trial.
She was silent, the determination in the previous scene was no longer there, and her eyes were full of indescribable sadness.
She seemed to have thousands of words to say, but she hesitated several times.
She seemed to be looking slightly sideways, as if she wanted to find that figure in the crowd, but she couldn't find the unpredictable figure. In the end, her body seemed to be torn apart by the power of space. Just like that, under the gaze of thousands of tribesmen,
was divided into several blocks.
From beginning to end, she didn't distinguish a word for herself until she closed her eyes.
Unpredictably, as far as the eye could see, she seemed to see two lines of tears in the corners of her eyes.
This scene dissipated again, turned into floating soil, and disappeared in front of the two people.
Needless to say, this is also Tyrande's memory, or fantasy scene.
Tyrande remained silent and said nothing.
Unpredictable but deeply touched
"It turns out that you have been struggling with this."
Tyrande responded with silence.
Mo Zhi suddenly laughed: "Even if you violate Albe's rules, even if you are executed by your tribe."
This time, Tyrande still did not speak, but let out a long sigh:
"Let's go! Let's"
Seeing that Tyrande abruptly changed the subject and didn't want to talk about it, Unpredictable stretched out his hand to pull her forward illusory body:
"In your imagination, did I not appear until the end?"
Tyrande was stunned when he heard this and stopped.
Mo Zhi said seriously: "Your fantasy is not quite right. According to my temper, I will definitely appear and save you."
"I'm sure!"
Tyrande seemed to be shocked, and his whole body fell into some kind of huge panic.
This time, Mu Zhi did not continue anything. It is better not to talk about this kind of thing. Talking too much would be too exaggerated.
When Tyrande came back to her senses, she no longer wanted to talk about this troubled issue, and stretched out her hand to pull Mu Zhi again:
"It turns out that this place can reflect your inner imagination."
"Yes." Mo Zhi nodded and admitted: "Whether it is memory or imaginary scenes, it seems that as long as the thoughts of the people who enter it are in their minds, they will be noticed by this ancestral land."
"Then, through the growth of the plant, it appears."
"It's really amazing." Tyrande thought thoughtfully. At this time, maybe after going through the test of repeated community deaths, his thoughts became clearer:
"This ancestral land should have been affected by some kind of talisman power, so it has such magical power."
"This is not a secret realm, but a place left after some kind of chaos in the source of symbols. Therefore, Pandora did not discover it."
"Hmm" said the unpredictable nod:
"The frequent awakening of contract abilities in the Megan family for generations should also be related to this ancestral land. Or, when this secret realm was formed, their Megan family was nearby."
"For their family, this place that allows the family to gain the ability to make contracts for generations must of course be protected and hidden. This is why it is called the ancestral land."
"Later, after a series of explorations, only the patriarch of the Megan family was allowed to enter here, and through experiments, they discovered that the language of the source of symbols and soul transformation can withstand the negative harm of this ancestral land."
"The vine people we first saw should be the memories left behind by the successive leaders of Megan when they entered this place and knelt down to pray. These memories were recorded by the magical power of the ancestral land and have lasted for thousands of years."
"Until now."
Tyrande thought about it, but couldn't find any problem from the unpredictable speculation, and suddenly said in confusion:
"Still the same question, why is such a force formed here?"
Mo Zhi took a deep breath and ran through the existing guesses in his mind several times without hiding anything:
"I saw an An Erla in the illusion just now."
"She should be the source of the formation of this ancestral land."
"She?" Tyrande asked softly, as if because her thoughts just now were completely exposed to the unpredictable eyes, she no longer was cautious and reserved.
"Well, she" Mo Zhi raised a non-existent brow:
"She should be the Ring of Resurrection, one of the eight bishops under the Immortal God!"
This chapter has been completed!