Perhaps due to the consensus on the sense of urgency, the team's marching efficiency has been significantly improved compared to before.
Of course, on the contrary, the atmosphere seems to be more dull.
But this time it was Fu Qian who tried to liven up the atmosphere, and the first thing he did was even express his apology to the Night Master Demigod.
"I'm sorry I had to do that just now. Are you feeling better now?"
"That's my duty in the first place. In fact, I should be the one expressing gratitude."
It can be seen that this move surprised Eco a little, but after staring at it for a while, she still commented on the nature of the incident fairly and said that she didn't need to take it to heart.
"Also, don't worry. Although it seemed difficult to suppress some of the depths of my soul when I was hit continuously, similar to the mania of animal nature, my will is now quite clear, and I am sure that I have not forgotten anything."
At the same time, Eco described his own mental journey in great detail.
Of course, this is not to emphasize one's own merit, this is a way to express gratitude.
After all the interactions, how could she be so naive as to think that the other party was really concerned about her safety?
This guy's exchange with Li He just now was heard by everyone.
It was obvious that both the young and old seemed to be very interested in this special technique of spiritual annihilation.
The purpose of this guy coming together at this moment is only to consult with him about his feelings as the person involved, as a basis for subsequent judgment.
A demigod test subject, no matter how you think about it, the reference is very valuable.
But it doesn’t matter, the previous statement of thanks is always true.
The fact that the other party really helped me is enough.
The fury deep in the soul.
Naturally, it is impossible not to understand the sincerity of Mr. Eco. On the one hand, Fu Qian listened carefully, but on the other hand, he naturally recalled the feeling of whipping himself with a whip.
"I did notice just now that your skin had some special changes during the process. This should be a sign of mania. There is a small problem..."
The next moment he consulted in an extremely detailed manner.
"According to your judgment, if you are hit by the whip next time, will you be resistant to this mutation, or will the situation be more serious?"
…
This time, Eco thanked him much slower.
The question before payment seemed to have caused her to fall into some kind of difficult self-examination.
And her pride as a demigod obviously did not allow her to prevaricate her promise of gratitude.
Fu Qian was very patient and didn't rush him, just walked aside.
"I'm not sure, but intuitively... it seems like it's going to get more serious."
But he didn't let him wait too long. At a certain moment, Eco finally made a decision, looked at him seriously and answered.
Resistance will not increase due to adaptation, but the barrier that restrains animal nature will become weaker.
The memory may not be lost, but the elimination of a certain "self" does not seem to be so easy to recover.
Or should it be called "human nature"?
Rubbing the dark red ring on his hand, he naturally thought of the scarlet angel with a similar painting style and a certain second-level divine envoy named Ariel.
Will that be the ultimate form of this elimination?
The tyrant's version of destroying the mind does not end up making people crazy, but directly makes "people" cease to exist?
Is this the true meaning of "the soul is carved to pieces because of you" in the honorable name of the King of Abandoned Prison?
It's really different.
And if this is the case, in addition to Mr. Stoss, Ms. Neferi, who we once had tea with, seems to be worth talking about.
After all, it looks like Ariel should be her work.
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Sure enough, there is no end to learning!
Fu Qian felt that he had gained a lot and felt very happy for a while.
Of course, as the saying goes, having fun alone is not as good as having fun together. Almost at the same time, His Excellency Jin Ning, who was leading the team in front, suddenly stopped.
…
When designing the long skirt, it was obvious that the convenience of walking was not taken into consideration, so that Mr. Jin Ning had to hold it in his hands and lift it gently.
At this moment, her right hand had already been put down, and she reached into a cabinet to fumble around.
Gorgeous and complex, the wooden cabinet is quite large in size.
Coupled with the relatively serious degree of decay, it is obviously not easy to find something from it - Yan Ning withdrew his hand and took with him a delicate silver and blue thing as long as a forearm.
From the moment I stopped, it didn't even take half a minute.
It's silky and smooth, as if you already knew this thing was there.
Even including the route all the way here, looking back, there was almost no extra mileage.
"We seem to have found a second trace."
While admiring, Your Excellency Jin Ning turned around and showed off her harvest.
It is easy to see that the short stick with exquisite decoration and pattern is actually a sheathed dagger.
Judging from the style and size, it seems easy to imagine that this item "belongs" to Mr. Jin Ning, a makeup knife used to hurt others or self-injury.
"Huh?"
Just when this idea emerged naturally, the person involved, Yan Ning, was not polite and already held both ends in his hands and wanted to open it.
However, as everyone watched, the seemingly slender short blade actually did not move at all in the demigod's hands.
"how come……"
After groping up and down with his fingers dexterously and confirming that there was no special structure, Yan Ning did not hide his confusion.
"Would you like to try someone else?"
Seeing that even Mr. Li frowned for a moment, Fu Qian took the initiative to make a suggestion.
Substitution...
No matter how you look at it, this suggestion seems reasonable, but it makes Your Excellency Jin Ning hesitate a little, as she doesn't seem to want to share this item that belongs to her.
"Let me try it for a while longer. This thing... is really dangerous. Try to keep people from touching it as much as possible."
After a brief consideration, she finally shook her head, seemingly determined.
"All right."
I could feel the sincerity in the other party's words, and I didn't insist on it before paying.
"Don't worry, I'm confident that this is something that belongs to me. After all, even the pattern and color are the same as the clothes I'm wearing, right?"
As if feeling that the morale of the team was somewhat affected, Jin Ning turned around and started on the journey again, playing with the dagger in his hand and making a small joke.
…
At that moment, the air seemed a little stagnant, and more than one pair of eyes were staring between the dagger and Yan Ning.
It is true that both are full of noble style, but anyone who is not blind can see that they are two completely different styles of luxury. For this reason, Mr. Jin Ning...
"The dagger is silver-blue."
At the same time, Fu Qian verified a certain guess in his mind, sighed and described the basic appearance of the second trace.
…
As soon as these words came out, Yan Ning stood stunned on the spot.
"Your Mightiness."
But he didn't stop before paying, quietly looking at those smart and lively eyes.
"After putting on this dress, can your eyes really still see?" ()