"Please." He Yun'er carefully handed He Wu's heart to Walter Joyce and said solemnly.
"Well, I will try my best." Walter Joyce met He Wu yesterday, but it was a spiritual body. Walter Joyce didn't know the real situation. He just knew that this man's name was
He Wu's men are very, very strong.
So powerful that he can ignore the passage of time, so powerful that he was once an unparalleled hero, holding a spear, and sealed the so-called god from above!
Recalling what He Wu looked like yesterday, Walter Joyce felt a little sad. In the story, he faced the unparalleled hero, and in the myth, the "Energy Body" where heaven and earth were equal. Now it seems that compared with what he thought in the story, it is really
A little embarrassed.
Now, Walter Joyce's mission is to resurrect the [Energy Body], or to recast a suitable container so that the soul of the [Energy Body] can get a suitable body.
I don’t know what He Wu looks like. Yesterday’s spirit body did not have a complete appearance of He Wu. He Wu’s appearance can only be believed by Walter Joyce himself.
Walter Joyce closed his eyes and gently touched He Wu's heart with his hands. Everyone present held their breath and stared at the living heart. They knew that if they succeeded, then in the myth,
The [energy body] with heaven and earth side by side will be born!
Even the absent-minded He Wu was looking at where he was looking. Although there was a 90% theoretical possibility that Walter Joyce could not cast his own body, wasn't there still 10%? No.
Go try it and see how you know?
The moment Walter Joyce's hands came into contact with He Wu's heart, in his mind, the collapsed core of the Herrscher of Reason began to rotate crazily. Walter Joyce came to a strange place, unable to see at a glance.
To the edge.
Immediately afterwards, he felt dizzy in his mind, and the golden hexagon appeared in Walter Joyce's palm. His hands merged, and the golden hexagon floated in Walter Joyce's palm.
"Is this the core of the Herrscher?" Walter Joyce looked at the golden hexagon in his hand and said to himself.
Before he could think about it, the golden hexagon flew higher and higher, and ancient inscriptions emanated from the golden hexagon, noble and simple.
There are more and more inscriptions flying around, and this seemingly endless space is filled up in the blink of an eye.
"What on earth is this?" Walter Joyce took a step or two back and looked at the garbled inscription.
Ding dong, ding dong.
There was a burst of footsteps, coming from far away, and Walter Joyce looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a person walking out of the sea of golden inscriptions, wearing a deep red begonia robe, holding a black spear, and his white hair was very dazzling. The one who felt the most uncomfortable should be Na Ruo
There is a smile that seems to be frightening.
"Who are you?" Walter Joyce had the courage to ask the man in front of him whom he had never met before.
"You can call me He Wu, or you can call me [Energy Body]." He Wu stood in front of Walter Joyce and said calmly.
"Are you that He Wu?" Walter Joyce looked at He Wu, looking left and right. This "He Wu" was a little different from what Walter Joyce thought.
In Walter Joyce's mind, the [Energy Body] should be a young dragon-slaying boy who was as radiant as a world-class hero, rather than the man in front of him, who looked a bit sinister and frightening.
"Isn't it surprising?" "He Wu" said.
"Should I be like him?" "He Wu" waved his hand, and a picture scroll slowly unfolded. In the picture, a young man was holding a shining golden spear, surrounded by golden inscriptions, and the tip of the spear pointed to the sky.
Dark clouds are gathering and thunderclouds are rolling.
"Him?" Walter Joyce looked at the scroll, and his heart was extremely shocked. Through the scroll, he saw an [energy body] that defied heaven and earth, was not afraid of gods, and protected mankind for thousands of years.
"Yes, that's him!" "He Wu" said.
"The other me, he is He Wu, and I am also He Wu." The man waved his spear lightly, and the antique picture disappeared without a trace like a foam phantom, allowing Walter Joyce's vision to return to his original state.
It’s on “him”.
"Two [Energy Bodies]" Walter Joyce looked at the group in front of him and didn't know what to say.
"I am him, and he is me. I came to this world briefly, just for one night, and finally gave my body back to him." "He Wu" said, with a trace of flame emanating from his hands. That day
At night, he also appeared briefly, but it was just for one night, and no one noticed it.
"What do you want to say?" Walter Joyce looked at "He Wu" and took a step or two back.
"Humph." "He Wu" laughed coldly, as if he was extremely disdainful.
"I have no demands on you, and you won't let me have other thoughts."
"You are just a poor imitation of me by that god." "He Wu" looked at Walter Joyce and said sarcastically.
"Are you trying to copy my body?"
"It's just that you never know that my body is never complete."
"It has always been like this, even he doesn't know." "He Wu" said to himself, and the spear in his hand waved a dark golden light wave.
"Incomplete?" Walter Joyce looked at He Wu.
"Incomplete from the beginning?"
"That's right, from when He Wu came here and became me, I have never been complete."
"I am disabled and he is also disabled. I am him and he is me. We influence each other and tolerate each other, just like puppies who can't find their way home, supporting each other." "He Wu" said lightly.
, As he spoke, He Wu let go of his hands, palms facing each other, and dark golden shadows appeared.
A long knife, a blue bead, a shrunken female body, and He Wu himself.
"My abilities are scattered in all directions, and my strength is also falling apart." "He Wu" narrowed his slender eyes and said coldly with a hint of chill.
"What exactly do you want to say?" Walter Joyce looked at He Wu, took a step back, and asked boldly.
"You can't copy my body, or with your current strength, it would be a miracle if you could copy one thousandth of my original body." He Wu said lightly, the inscription behind it was a little turbulent, and He Wu went to
Looking sideways, the noisy inscriptions calmed down.
"Do you still want to shape my body?" He Wu asked looking at Walter Joyce.
"Only you can truly fight against Honkai Impact." Walter Joyce nodded.