The prophet of the human race originally had a name, but in the process of spying on fate, he lost his name.
Since then, the prophet has regarded the name prophet as his own name.
In fact, the prophet occasionally thinks about his name.
Sometimes he would ask Fan Deng for his name, but after hearing his name, he would forget it soon.
Even after Fan Deng called his name, he would not react at all.
And now, the prophet suddenly remembered his name.
"I am Ouyang Ming."
The prophet murmured to himself and suddenly opened his eyes.
Like Fan Deng, the prophets have Western appearances, but the prophets are actually a hybrid descendant and have an Eastern name.
"I remembered that I had a deal with Merips, the memory demon, who took my name and tampered with my abilities."
The prophet showed a humiliation.
Because of the memory recovery, he was immersed in that deceived memory.
In fact, it was nothing to be taken away from his name. The point was that his power to spy on fate was changed by the memory demon, resulting in the consumption increased exponentially.
In other words, he could have been able to spy on fate two to three times, but now he can only spy on fate once.
And all the extra consumption generated by his spy on fate flowed into the memory demon Meripus, becoming the other party's nutrient.
The eyes gradually became clear, and a strange mess appeared in Ouyang Ming's sight.
What is this!?
Then, just as he was stunned for a moment, thinking about escaping, counterattacking and what happened, the strange mess in his sight suddenly freezes, stutters, and then begins to rotate and squirm violently.
vomit--
Like Fan Deng, the prophet Ouyang Ming also began to retching.
Fan Deng appeared in front of the prophet, blocking the prophet's sight and speaking: "This is Master Feng, the leader of the People's Church Feng doesn't know. Facts have proved that my original idea was very wrong.
Okay, let’s not talk about this, Master Feng’s current state is a bit special, so you’d better not look directly at him. If you want to watch, you can use the corner of your eyes.”
"I……"
The prophet saw Fan Deng, whose body was broken, and showed a somewhat puzzled expression, and then rubbed his head.
A human word came from the direction of a mess.
"Merips, the memory demon? Its ability to listen to names should be very special.
According to my feelings, its strength should not be very strong, only about the seventh level of a mortal. I just felt the demon while repairing your consciousness and soul fire.
Unfortunately, the contact was broken, otherwise it might be possible to summon it by offering sacrifices and let me study it."
Language is human words, and the sound is very nice.
It is a sudden stuttering during the listening process, a roar and a dizzy turn.
For a moment, the prophet Ouyang Ming did not understand what the words from above said.
The words continue.
Feng Buzhi looked at Fan Deng and said, "His consciousness has just woken up, and it will take several minutes to completely recover. His life span will be about thirty-five years after my adjustment, but if he continues to spy on fate, his life span will continue. reduce."
While Feng Buzhi was speaking, some memory fragments flashed through the prophet's mind that rubbed his head one after another.
He finally recalled what happened.
After talking with Fan Deng that day, he overdrawed his lifespan and spyed his fate to save a human named Feng Buzhi.
All the human race's plans will not be carried out until three years later, when William, the son of destiny appears, otherwise they will suffer unavoidable disasters.
Feng Buzhi, who occupied the forest secret realm on the Borenle Peninsula, was too high-profile. If this continues, he will definitely suffer disasters and die.
Fan Deng was very optimistic about Feng Fuzhi, who thought that the other party should not die so early, so he asked him.
That spy on fate was smooth at the beginning.
For the first time, he clearly saw the "Dragon of Disaster" Zdnek awakening in the Wind-Waste Zone, and then saw the tiger man who was in the Wind-Waste Zone dozens of days ago, Pei Chao, and the Three Fightings.
He felt war and disaster from the tiger man, felt the whirlpool that stirred up his destiny, and found that the tiger man dominated Barsa, one of the four pillars of the final sect.
Later, while checking the experience of the tiger man, he saw Mason, an old blood clan hanging in the peach blossom forest, and saw a human wearing a blue sports suit, which was Feng Buzhi.
He planned to spy on Feng Buzhi, but he was instantly backfired and lost consciousness.
After that, he regained consciousness again, and saw William the son of destiny, and learned about William's grandfather Francis in his mind.
The memories in my mind were connected together, and the prophet Ouyang Ming was completely awake and his body was full of vitality.
In fact, if the prophet looked at his appearance, he would find that he looked dozens of years younger and did not look like an old man stepping into a coffin with one foot.
"William, the son of destiny, has appeared. Have I been in a coma for three years?"
"After meeting William, many of the prophecy scenes in my mind became clear."
"By the way, you just mentioned Feng Buzhi. Feng Buzhi, whom you let me spy, is not only very strong, but also very special. His fate seems to be unsightly. Is he still alive now?"
The prophet murmured softly, and winked at Fan Deng at the same time - he was very afraid of the mess behind him, but he didn't seem to be very nervous when he looked at Fan Deng's expression.
Fan Deng said in confusion: "You are asking me what's behind me? I just told you that he is Feng Buzhi, and you have not been in a coma for three years, but have been in a coma for several months."
The prophet Ouyang Ming rubbed his forehead. He glanced at the surrounding scenery in confusion, and suddenly saw black silk threads falling down like mess.
vomit--
Master Feng should not look directly, and the prophet once again experienced lag and dizziness.
In his sight, a messy figure returned to a normal human form, to be precise, to be more precise, to Feng Buzhi's appearance he saw while watching fate.
Blue sports suit, white headphones, a silver hand axe pinned around the waist.
The only difference is that Feng Buzhi's hair has grown longer.
The half-meter-long hair fluttered without wind. No, it was actually windy. The wind blew from Feng Buzhi's rear, but Feng Buzhi's hair drifted against the wind to the rear.
Discovering the doubts in the expressions of the prophet and Fan Deng, Feng Fuzhi explained: "After breaking through the realm of the mind, my understanding of strange power has reached a higher level, so I can stay in reality without using my previous state.
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Feng Buzhi said and grabbed the long hair on his head.
The limit was still the original limit, but the extra power of his body was transferred from all over his hair to his hair.
At this time, in the void, his hair had reached thousands of meters in length.
"It's really Feng Wuming, so, what happened? Why did William appear early? By the way, how about that tiger man, the white tiger that represents disaster?"
After retching for a while, the prophet who had recovered again asked in a daze.