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Chapter 494. 493. The Madman's Memories

Chapter 494 493. Memories of a Madman

Anonymous immediately took off the human skin mask and threw it away, revealing a fierce scarred face. For some reason, he felt a faint pain from the scars from his eyebrow area to the left corner of his mouth, and a sense of fighting arose spontaneously.

The nameless person copied the skills of the man in sunglasses. His power attributes were all-encompassing, and immediately a round of wire knife rolled out from his arm with a click.

It is as fast as a stream of light running, escaping in the void, coming and going freely, only in a moment.

It stabbed directly through the abdomen of the man in sunglasses. Red liquid seeped out from the white suit, which was particularly eye-catching. The blood quickly stained the area around the skirt.

"Ha ha……"

"You are no match for me."

Anonymous laughed wildly and was extremely domineering. He took off his long clothes, revealing tattoos all over his body that looked like ghostly symbols. The black woolen coat tied around his waist looked like a martial arts master's robe.

Since he doesn't have any memory, he can only use his power randomly, but that's far enough. In addition to information, these tattoos on his body also have vicious patterns with completely unknown meanings, which give him majestic power.

The power that can tear apart Hongmeng Taikoo.

However, the man in sunglasses who was stabbed remained indifferent, as if it was someone else who was disemboweled, and no harm was done to him at all.

Then he started talking nonsense.

"You're pushing a boulder."

"But the boulder is too heavy."

"Every time I don't reach the top of the mountain, I fall down again, and all my previous efforts are wasted."

"finally……"

"It's about to end."

"When eternity is destroyed."

"You will perish too."

"This is the highest masterpiece..."

You couldn't see his eyes through those blue sunglasses, but they seemed to be listening to some elegant music.

News from Selene also came from the communicator of the Nameless One. The strange chaos was advancing at an extremely fast speed, far faster than before. He was asked to pass quickly and follow her out of the Deep Blue Realm through the special teleportation array of the Judgment Office.

"Putting down the resentful souls suffering in hell."

"I call it."

"Quiet."

The man in sunglasses said this.

"What a...Quiet."

Anonymous said no more, and gathered together a violent force that could tear the entire Falan City apart, far exceeding the sum of all the masters here who were used to make soup.

He doesn't care about the lives that will be damaged by the aftermath. After all, they are lifeless things, just transformed by resentment. The only difference is how to suffer, whether to suffer in eternal fall, or to transition into conscious residual thoughts and hope to contain them again.

The difference between despair and falling again is not big.

It was a great blessing that he died in his own hands. He was transported without any pain or itch or reaction.

All the doors in the room were bleeding, the man in sunglasses was at the peak of his fighting spirit, and the iron wire knife was flowing towards the unknown person.

Anonymous copied it and transformed all the surging power that could destroy the entire plane, forming three steel chains burning with blood-red karma fire.

He didn't know where the flames came from.

suddenly.

A strange feeling arose spontaneously, and he was instinctively afraid of the flames, even if it was caused by his own hands.

In an instant.

The iron rope of karma has broken through the siege, cut off all the oncoming sword storms, and penetrated directly into the man in sunglasses' Tianling Gai.







Nation, land, hatred.

Trench, barbed wire, concentration camp.

Blood red land, burning sky.

Anonymous woke up suddenly.

Breathing heavily and looking around blankly, he was already in an extremely unfamiliar restaurant.

and……

Extremely true!

Everything in the deep world is abstract, conceptual, and spiritual, but here, every detail is ingenious, and every regular color is pleasing to the eye.

Just like the material world.

This is a relatively high-end Western-style restaurant. The light of the crystal chandelier is soft. There is an orchestra playing music on the high platform. The distance between each table is not short. The expressions of the customers are gloomy and the conversation is very quiet. They are vaguely affected by some invisible force.

Surrounded by high pressure.

"I do."

The beautiful woman in a black evening dress across the table said this.

When the nameless person reacted, he was half-kneeling to propose marriage. Also, why was he dressed like this? He was wearing a black and gray officer's uniform and tactical boots, and there were several medals on his chest.

"You don't have to be so nervous, Randy."

"I've already said yes."

Seeing this man panicked and even breathing heavily, Julia was flattered. Although she squeezed out some smiles, there was still a faint indifference in her eyes.

Anonymous' eyes were cold.

Feeling a painful burning sensation coming from a tattoo on his body, he gradually realized that in countless reincarnations in the deep world, he seemed to have killed the so-called ancient gods, so did he take away such a strange power?

Can the iron rope burning with karmic fire pass through the remaining obsessions and reach other people's... memories?

In this case, why not use it directly on yourself?

Anonymous thought carefully. If this was really possible, he would have done it long ago in his previous life. He must go to the Tower of Eternity and burn all the mysteries and secrets he had recorded in eternity there.

Seeing Randy completely stunned in Julia's eyes, she took the initiative to take the wedding ring and put it on her slender white finger.

Anonymous understood.

If you want to completely knock down a person, you must defeat everything he adheres to and shatter his entire personality. In this case, you must understand that Anonymous did not act rashly.

Randy…

What.

The man in sunglasses was actually called by this name, his real name, I was really jealous.

Only with results can you know whether you really have such a thing as essence. Anonymous is extremely jealous. At least, the essence of this person named Randy exists.

He believed that the normal process should be followed in order to facilitate understanding, although he did not know what Randy actually did. Did even such a terrorist have a lover?

It seems that after peeling off every crazy and violent mask, they are just fragile and miserable mortals.

Anonymous stood up slowly, patted the dust on his knees, and began to set up a character. He was wearing an officer's uniform. He should be an unsmiling person, maybe a little cruel and surly. Looking at this woman, she looked neither sad nor happy, at least it seemed

There is no reason to be happy. Usually when someone proposes to you, you should burst into tears. It must have been coerced.

Randy.

What a rotten scumbag.

But I still have to show my joy of a successful proposal.

"I don't know what to say."

"This is really incredible."

Anonymous said ambiguous words to prevent the woman from becoming suspicious.

"Your military affairs are important."

"terribly sorry."

"But I can't go to your place later."

"I know it's a bit abrupt to say it at this time."

"You should get ready to go about your business."

Julia looked at her watch and straightened Jane Doe's collar. It was already getting late.

On the surface, Anonymous is unmoved, but inside he is already ecstatic. He has been looking forward to your departure for a long time. Now that he knows nothing, it is inevitable that there will be no clues.

It might cause the synchronization process to collapse. He could feel that it was the chain burning with karmic fire that connected these wonderful memories. Once the process was inconsistent with the actual memory, it would collapse.

At that time, the only thing that could be done was to crush the man in sunglasses in terms of strength, but Anonymous chose not to be aggressive and only played speculation.

Seeing the leaving figure of the woman whose name she didn't even know, Anonymous' feelings were indescribable.

There are currently no signs of out-of-sync. If this is the case, there should be prompts for this.

He immediately called the waiter and brought some strong wine.

(End of chapter)


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