The stand-in boy stared at everyone: "I don't need to say more about the current situation. In fact, everyone knows it deep down."

"With unrealistic illusions, hoping that Zhusha, Zhenjin and others will come to save you, this possibility is too slim."

Everyone was still on guard, but their eyes flickered, showing a slight hesitation.

The boy's talk got into their hearts. The time Chusha spent with them was very short, and his behavior became more and more unbearable. Chusha's desire to possess the artifact was too strong and he was very unreliable.

But at this time, Chasha's smile came from the fourth floor: "Hahaha, substitute, if you want to rush up to die alone, forget it. Do you still want to trick them into coming to die with you? He is very familiar with the situation.

Guessing, so you can’t be sure. You’re just trying to trick them into sharing the risk for you?”

"Don't be fooled, everyone! Lightning Discord will kill you. Even if you rush up, are you going to kill me and Zhen Jincheng? Kill a priest and a Templar? Are you fighting against the empire?

The enemy. Even if you win and survive, you will be wanted by the Shengming Empire. From now on, you can only live a life of wandering around in fear. And once you are caught, what awaits you is a crueler punishment than hanging!"

Of course Zhusha would not sit back and watch the young man instigate others. His words made everyone even more hesitant.

The substitute boy then looked at Zong Ge, he needed support, and Zong Ge was obviously the most prestigious person among them.

But at this time, the half-orc frowned and showed no sign.

Zhen Jin laughed loudly and mocked: "Substitute, you still think it's me? You are not a Templar or a noble at all. You have despicable blood flowing in your body. Why do you let them follow you? You are just a human being.

A substitute, a tool. You actually want to respond to a hundred people at once, and want to lead a group of people to deal with us? Was it the lightning that just struck you stupid?"

Zhenjin followed Chasha and mocked the boy, then continued to shout to the others: "He just wants to use you. He can survive, but you can't be deceived anymore!"

"As a noble mage, you can all be saved!"

"Believe me, I am a Templar, and he is just a substitute who has been deceiving you!!"

The crowd was in commotion.

The substitute boy sighed in his heart.

Zidi once said when she was on the fourth floor that her understanding of the situation was correct. When Zhen Jin exposed his identity, the losses were huge. People would not trust Zhen Jin, and at the same time they were even more wary of substitutes. Now they look to

The stand-in boy's eyes flickered, suspecting that he had ulterior motives.

"You have been deceiving us in the past time together. Who are you?"

"What do you want?"

Zong Ge finally spoke, his brows furrowed deeply and his voice low.

The crowd fell silent, waiting for the boy's answer.

They used to be obedient and even fanatical towards the young man, but now their faces are full of indifference and suspicion.

The young man took a deep breath.

He still looked like gold, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a handsome appearance. But he was in a very embarrassed state. He had wounds on his body, stains of blood, and was struck by lightning. There were many dark spots on his clothes and skin.

"Zhusha, Zhenjin, they are right." The young man said the first sentence.

Everyone almost thought they heard it wrong.

But the boy repeated: "What they said is not wrong at all."

He said slowly in a low, slightly hoarse, but frank manner:

"I'm not a goldsmith."

"I'm not a genius either."

"I don't have noble blood in my body."

"I'm not a Templar."

"There was once a beautiful woman by my side. I thought she was my fiancée. But she was not me. In essence, she was a conspirator."

"I am not your leader either. Because I am not qualified to lead you."

Everyone became quieter.

If a teenager denies or avoids these facts, he will be more suspicious and wary.

But now, everyone began to listen to his words carefully.

The young man then smiled bitterly: "Who am I? I have asked myself this question constantly."

"But until now, I can't answer myself at all."

"All my original memories have been erased. My current memories were all instilled by others, and they are still incomplete."

"You all know your names."

"I'm not as good as you because I don't even know my own name."

The young man's sad tone made everyone stare at him.

"Even my own appearance belongs to someone else. I should have been modulated and transformed by the war traffickers."

"Actually, as you can see, I am a lycanthrope, a rather special lycanthrope at best."

Having said this, the stand-in boy paused, took a deep breath, and seemed to be trying to gather his courage.

"I am a spear scorpion."

As he spoke, he activated the demon core in his heart, red light burst out, and mutated into a dark golden hard scorpion shell.

At night in the desert, the gun scorpion boy was eating golden stone, and he was excited: "It's delicious, it's delicious!"

This strange change made everyone exclaim, and most of them took a big step back.

"I'm an acid lizard."

In the forest, a green lizard boy practiced tail flicking hard. As a result, he was injured and his buttocks and tail vertebrae hurt the next day.

The boy suddenly changed his tail, and everyone exclaimed again, and many people couldn't help but take a step back.

"I'm still a bat monkey."

The boy grew bat wings and bat ears.

That night, the moonlight was like water. For the first time, the bat monkey boy heard countless wonderful sounds and felt the profound and moving beauty of nature!

Everyone was frightened continuously, and the screams became smaller. More people stopped where they were, and few people subconsciously retreated.

"I am a monkey-tailed brown bear."

The young man spread his hands, and everyone saw the red light surge and disappear, and then the young man's hands turned into the claws of a monkey-tailed brown bear.

Many late nights, the young brown bear hummed and dug in the cave, working diligently.

People did not retreat, their fear and tension were reduced a lot, and they began to look surprised.

Cang Xu looked at the pair of bear claws, seeming to have thought of a certain question, and fell into deep thought.

"I'm a blade spider."

The boy transformed into a sharp sword.

In the forest, the spider boy was in trouble: "It seems that spiders need to practice hard to weave webs!"

"Oh my god. This is the truth!" Someone whispered, and he recognized it. It was the sword that the young man used more and more frequently when fighting against the monsters.

"I'm still a flying squirrel, able to discharge electricity."

The young man's mutated blade began to sparkle with lightning.

In order to be able to discharge electricity, he practiced hard for a long time, even catching flying squirrels alive and enduring electric shocks in an effort to find the trick to discharge electricity.

"Yes, I am a beast and a monster." The young man's expression was extremely heavy. At this moment, he felt like he was naked in the ice and snow.

Just as he thought, people looked at him with strong fear, rejection, and wanting to stay away.

But it was different from what he thought. In addition to the emotions of fear, rejection, and avoidance, there were many other emotions, which made many people's faces complicated.

No sound came from the fourth floor.

It was also the first time for Chusha to see such a change in the boy, and he was very surprised.

The monster boy continued: "Although I am a beast and a monster, I want to be a knight, so I have always used the knight's principles to demand myself."

"I want to become a person favored by the gods, so I keep praying, but the Holy Emperor never responds to me."

"I want to be a noble, the sole heir of a big family. So I have been pushing myself to work hard to revitalize the family."

"I want to be a leader, so I work hard to charge forward and do justice with all my heart."

"How I wish I was!"

"I almost thought I was it."

"but I am not."

"The memories that pop up in my mind are other people's."

"My name is someone else's."

"My fiancée is also someone else's."

"When I wake up from my island, I'm living a lie."
To be continued...