134 Traces
"In the early years, in order to avoid the sight of my two brothers, I asked a pagan divine friend to help me pretend carefully so that they could not find me. And that friend happened to want to disappear for hundreds of years, so he was ready to turn me into him."
"That's Loki."
...
At this moment, the scene in the cinema has become an empty classroom, and the angel with a fancy angel turned her clothes into a teacher's uniform, and held a teaching stick in her hand and pointed at the podium.
In his words, he completely forgot that he had denied that he knew about Loki.
"So it's not difficult to guess that my appearance is actually not what I really look like." He said, and the stick in his hand shook, and a purple light appeared, and he slowly turned into another appearance.
He has long black silk and slender legs, long hair, smooth facial features, and a pair of glasses that show a little intellectuality.
After touching her breasts, "She" winked at Charles and said, "Of course, this is not. If you pay more attention to the development of Japan Film Industry, you should be able to recognize who I am now."
Sitting under the podium, Charles crossed his legs and watched intently, and was speechless about his vulgar appearance.
However, it was obvious that the other party was quite satisfied with his appearance at the moment, so he swayed in front of him with the outer skin of a certain actress.
"We don't need to say much about the topic of the true appearance of an angel. Speaking of disguise, because my friend belongs to the ranks of gods and has a unique ability, it is impossible to deceive others by simply changing appearance. So I have to learn from him a representative power."
"It's your illusion space?" Charles asked appropriately.
“Yes, not.”
As she said, she shook the teaching stick in her hand, and the purple color was sprinkled, and a young woman with strange blue patterns appeared beside her.
"This is called the God of Lamps, do you know it?"
Shire certainly knew this, so he nodded.
"Loki's ability is similar to that of the God of Lamps, but the ability of the God of Lamps makes people fall into a deep illusion, and Loki can transfer the illusion to reality."
As he spoke, the teaching stick in his hand shook again, so no matter how she looked, the lamp god beside her, and even the surrounding classrooms gradually disappeared as if they were faded. Finally, the surroundings turned into a dark world.
Only Gabriel, who showed his long-faced appearance before, was still the same as Charles sitting on the chair.
"This is the general situation of this ability. If you want to learn, of course you need to understand our... Well, to use an Eastern word to describe it, the teacher-adult relationship."
As he said, he changed his mind and asked, "How much do you know about your motivation for thought? I mean, besides hitting people straightforwardly."
"This..." Shire hesitated when he heard this: "I can only hit people straight."
"Okay, it turns out you are a rough man too." Gabriel sighed regretfully: "Why do you all think that this ability is limited to being a hammer? You know, this is the unique power of the soul."
Charles unnaturally pulled the corner of his mouth. But he didn't defend himself, but just focused on his mind and signaled the other party to continue.
"Actually, this ability can be called the power of thinking. For example, when you use the mindful power to hit someone, your idea is to knock him away or hold him down. Right?"
Shire nodded.
"But you never thought about anything else? Pull him over, tear off his clothes, and even squeeze him like mud?"
"I thought about it, but it was useless." Shire replied.
In fact, no one taught him how to use the motivation when there was a mind in his body. The reason why Charles used it straightforwardly was because he only tried to use it like this.
Moreover, all the methods of using mind power in angels and demons that he encountered or learned during this period are the same method of beating people, and the more profound one is to crush people, so he basically didn't think much about it.
"It's not that you're useless, but that you haven't found the right way." Gabriel grinned, then hooked up at Charles, "For example, this - hell, why are you immune to my ability?"
"Maybe I'm special." Charles replied, feeling quite sad in secret.
Although he couldn't see it on the outside, when Gabriel's finger hooked, the shadow of the resentful spirit in his body was trembling violently, as if he would collapse if he was not careful.
The other party obviously didn't know his background, and thought that what Charles said was true, so he looked at him deeply, and without saying anything, snapping his fingers, and saw a black stone suddenly appear beside Charles, and then as the archangel hooked his fingers, it suddenly rushed into his palm.
"For example, the opposite of when you hit someone with your mind power, my idea just now was to pull it over."
"What can I do?" Shire asked curiously.
"It's actually very simple, just..." He said, and suddenly stopped speaking, then looked at Charles vigilantly: "Of course I can't tell you that our transactions are limited to the illusion of condensation."
Shire shrugged when he heard this, but he didn't ask much.
However, it seems that he is deliberately "tempting" Shire. This angel with a bad personality will show him one after another, letting a bunch of items float in the air, allowing himself to fly, forming invisible shields in front of him, and even interfering with the operation of electronic equipment, controlling computer images with his mind, etc.
Finally, he said unsatisfiedly: "The method you want is similar to these, and it is a way of using mind power, but it belongs to a higher level of application."
"What's the meaning?"
"The usual way to use the mind power is to use it, but this ability is to use it to penetrate into the entire world around you, or another world that you cannot see with your naked eyes, and then pull and condense all the traces you can feel with your mind power."
“For example, that.”
After the words came to his voice, he saw him bounce his finger at Charles. Charles didn't feel anything, but he suddenly heard a cry of pain in his ear.
"Ouch!"
The panic sound seemed to be close at hand. Shire suddenly found out from the corner of his eyes that another self was actually rushing out not far away!
Yes, it just jumped out, as if teleported out of thin air, but it ended up staggering because of its unskilled skill.
He was wearing a well-fitting suit and trousers, black hair and black eyes, and a handsome face. At this moment, the Charle was falling to the ground, rubbing his butt and looking in pain.
Everything seemed so realistic that Charles frowned unconsciously, but before he could think about it, he burst into tears of pain.
Then one after another of Charles in black suits flashed out continuously, staggering, standing, holding his head, or yelling.
Everyone did not look normal after appearing, as if they were pranked by Gabriel with a smug smile.
However, Charles did not pay much attention to this. Looking at these "selfs" who appeared one after another, he had a vague understanding.
"They are the places where they appear where I once existed?"
Chapter completed!