On the issue of how to make Zhuoyan realize that her trusted friend was the source of her suffering all these years, Lu Yu and Sera had a sudden idea and were curious about what Yu Lulu would think.
As a seriously ill patient who had been deeply brainwashed by Tanya, Lulu thought for a moment and walked around the room a few times with her chin in her hands.
"This seems pretty easy to handle."
"Oh, is it easy to handle?" Lu Yu asked deliberately, "The people behind her have cultivated her twisted character and made enemies everywhere."
Lulu smiled and said: "It is precisely because of this that I said it would be easy to handle. In order to make her make enemies everywhere, he instilled in Zhuo Xiang the concept that the strong should bully the weak and despise ordinary people. Then conversely, Zhuo Xiang would also
To a certain extent, I agree with the truth that the weak should be dominated and exploited by the strong. That person played an important role as a mentor and friend in her growth. He is not within the scope of this logic. She does not want to easily shake Zhuo Niang's trust in him.
It’s easy, but if you choose to take advantage of this, everything will fall into place.”
"As long as we act better than the good friend behind her, she will waver." Lulu raised her head confidently, "Don't try to influence her. If you want her to become normal, you have to do the opposite...
First become the person who can control her thoughts."
Lu Yu looked at Sera with relief and found that she was also looking at him, with the same color shining in their eyes.
The child was really discharged from the hospital and became a good doctor after a long illness.
"Hey, hey, I just finished the potion experiment, why are you rubbing my face... Ah ha, stop touching it, stop touching it, it's itchy, it's really itchy!"
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Zhuo Yan stared anxiously at the slime who came to deliver the food. Xinlu took two bamboo baskets from the dining cart, picked up one of them and shook it towards her.
Zhuo Yan couldn't wait to open it, and several fat white pastries and a large bowl of soy milk appeared in front of her.
"That's a bun, bite it carefully..."
“So hot!!”
The soup spilled out of the buns, making Zhuo Xiang shake his hands and stick out his tongue in embarrassment.
"It's too late to remind you. Some fried and sealed noodles in Chenxi are also so dangerous. They are warm to the touch and piping hot when eaten. They are delicious, but they are easy to get dirty." Xinlv slurped his favorite mutton noodles,
It explains to Zhuoyan the characteristics that the Dawn Leader has to taste.
Although he doesn't want to admit it, it is really delicious... Zhuo Yan is sure that this is not an illusion caused by hunger, but a wonderful taste that he has never tasted before.
After not being full for a long time, she quickly finished three large steamed buns, drank all the soy milk, and burped for the first time in a long time - could being full be such a happy thing?
Although he was still a little resistant to physical labor, he thought that it would at least make him feel more comfortable. After eating, Zhuoyan continued to move bricks honestly.
Along with lunch comes...
Zhuo Xiang stood up and stared intently at the Siren Tail half-dragon not far away. This shape of half-dragon was unique in Mera.
"Little guy, we meet again."
"You..." Zhuo Yan clenched his fists, "I told you, don't call me little one. I hate your tone of voice!"
Fagutar laughed loudly: "It seems that you really care about the title of little guy, but I like it very much."
After quickly taking away her own lunch, Zhuo Yan stayed away from Fagutar. She had to eat before getting angry.
"I heard you were looking for me, so I came. Why didn't I say a word?"
Zhuo Xiang said: "You can easily defeat me in an area without magic. If there is a chance, we can fight again outside."
"Do you really think you can defeat me after eating and drinking enough and recovering as before?"
Fagutar sat on the bricks piled up by the nightmare, and several bricks were squeezed by his huge body and fell to the ground.
"Don't sit on it!" The fruits of hard work were destroyed, and Zhuo Xiang couldn't care less about eating and stuffing, so he shouted loudly.
Fagutar apologized, stood up, and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
"Just a servant raised by a glutton."
The fresh green drink she was drinking soda popped and squirted out. She laughed, and Fagutar couldn't help but smile. Their hearty laughter echoed in the wide, semi-enclosed main hall, and there was a hint of ridicule in it.
Let the nightmare clenched its fists.
"It seems that you still have some status. I would like to know, who has a higher status between you and Sigrid, who can control my share of rations at will?"
Fagutar immediately replied: "In the Dawn Territory, of course it's her."
Zhuo Yan snorted disapprovingly: "Is it different outside the Dawn Territory?"
Fagutar crossed his arms and stood upright like a mountain. He was tall and strong.
"I said before that the founder of your Dirty Star Tribe lost his life at my hands. You scoffed at it, but I did not lie. I don't know if he has told others that he overestimated his ability to challenge Fagu.
Tar’s story.”
Zhuo Yan, who was eating scrambled eggs with chives, curled her lips in disdain when she heard that. She chewed on the familiar name in this passage. She frowned slightly and thought for a moment. The wifi signal on her brows was immediately full. She raised her head and moved up and down.
She looked at Fagutar and laughed loudly, which forced her to cover her mouth quickly to prevent the food from spitting out.
After finally swallowing it all, Zhuo Xiang said with a smile: "Do you know who Fagutar is, so you dare to impersonate him? He is a monster whose Theocracy is named after the city and has ruled a mountainous area for thousands of years. He has made countless
A behemoth of despair for a self-righteous adventurer, and the last active dragon recorded by Mera so far."
"Look at yourself, the half-dragon Siren Tail, how do you look like Fagutar? You are a disgusting liar." Zhuo Xiang cursed viciously, "If you are Fagutar, then I am also Fagutar.
Gutar.”
"That's really interesting. If you are really Fagutar, then who am I?" Fagutar himself laughed.
I was so happy with the new green that I almost choked even if I chewed it slowly.
While laughing and talking, Fagutar still scratched his head. He was so wise that he didn't know how to prove "I am who I am". He told obscure deeds that Zhuo Xiang might not know and could not confirm. But he could tell well-known stories,
Naturally, it will be regarded as coming from hearsay.
At the critical moment, Xinlu provided an assist: "Zhuo Xiang, let me remind you this time, he is indeed Fagutar. For some special reasons, his dragon body has been divided and is now lying down.
In the Dawn Warehouse, although Lord Fagutar generously allows us to use it as we please, we have not yet taken action on his body... it cannot be considered a body, it can only be said to be a body that is temporarily unused."
Zhuoyan was confused by the clear explanation. She still didn't believe it: "You mean, the former Fagutar died and his soul was transferred to this body?"
"He was transferred before he died."
"Are you kidding? This is the art of body-changing between spirits. It is the key to the 'next stage' of knowledge that countless puppet masters have been pursuing. So far, no one has successfully mastered it." Zhuo Xiang was furious, and she felt that her IQ had been affected.
insult.
How could anyone possibly...
etc!
"Spirit body changes body..."
"Puppet Master..."
"Necromancer..."
Zhuo Yan swallowed, no way...
"The ritual that Serra completed for me was not easy, but it was successful." Fagutar said, "My body is exactly that of a doll."
Zhuo Xiang subconsciously denied: "It doesn't make sense. If you...you are really Fagutar, wouldn't it be...no? If you are really in the body of a doll, how can you be active in the forbidden area?"
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"It is indeed a bit depressing and uncomfortable for me here, but now my soul has fit into my body. This doll's body has been transformed by Sera into flesh and blood, and the difference from ordinary life is getting smaller and smaller. I think this is not the case.
It's probably because of the influence of the Forbidden Demon." Fagutar said, "This is not simply stuffing the soul into an inappropriate container, but a perfect fit."
"How, how could..." Zhuoyan held her head, she was shocked again.
Fagutar threw the magic-forbidden chain to the nightmare: "If you still don't believe it, put it on, and I will take you to see my previous body and another dragon friend, who can testify for me."
Zhuoyan gritted her teeth and did as she was told - she still didn't believe it. She had reached the eighth level and thought she had mastered magical knowledge that ordinary people could not imagine. But compared with the spirit body change, what she was proud of seemed like a joke.
Shortly after dinner was served, Zhuo Yan returned to the forbidden area. The fragrant food was laid out in fresh green, but she had no appetite and her eyes had no focus. She was still immersed in what she had seen and heard not long ago.
In the warehouse, the cut and sorted dragon carcasses made her feel powerful and majestic.
The impatient tone of the giant dragon Huo Gu, who was lying lazily and taking a nap in the valley, confirmed Fagutar's identity.
In the Dawn Territory, there are two giant dragons.
Serra's Chosen is not only able to make people into dolls, but is also a necromancer, and he also integrates the two, becoming a pioneer in spirit body-changing.
Zhuoyan felt her head hurt... What on earth did she see?
That is Fagutar, the God-chosen Sera who can master the transformation of spirit bodies. Why would such a person be willing to stay low-key in the Dawn Territory, next to the Glutton...
By some strange coincidence, Zhuo Yan took the initiative to ask Xinlu: "Glutton... Sir, what kind of power does he have?"
Xinlu happened to be holding a fat white mouse for observation, and said without looking back: "Don't you know everything about the summoning technique?"
"Just a summoning spell?"
"It's just?" Xinlu turned around in surprise, as if he was dissatisfied with Zhuo Yan's reaction, "Well, I don't blame you, after all, you haven't seen the Lord's lovely summons, they are very special."
As he spoke, Xinlu took out a scroll and scribbled on it. Soon, the outline of a flesh and blood chariot appeared on the paper.
"Look, isn't it a very special, strange, and powerful shape?"
Just one glance made Zhuoyan break into cold sweat.