Chapter 553 Gravekeeper’s Spirit Technology at Blackmoya Cemetery
"After many years of seeing each other, I should have come to the entrance to greet you, but today's sunshine is too bright. Although it no longer causes any problems to my body, my mind still thinks that this kind of blazing sunshine is very harmful.
Disturbing."
Zibia spoke unhurriedly, his voice sounding like he was reciting words, with a slight apology on his face.
"The light of the sun is indeed very troublesome to the Dead Apostles, but if it's a psychological problem, there's nothing we can do about it."
Mikael nodded in agreement. As a former Death Apostle, he naturally knew how troubled the sun was to the Death Apostles. Even the ancestor of the Dead Apostles who possessed the [Principle] showed his disgust for the Sun without concealing it.
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Aozaki Aoko became more and more confused. The director of Atlas Academy has not been replaced for so long, which is obviously not a normal phenomenon.
There are many magicians who live long lives, but this longevity is only about twice the life of ordinary humans, so it is not too long.
The body will continue to wear out and decay. Although the soul will not deteriorate, the decay of the body will also affect the soul and spirit.
Even if the body is kept young by constantly replacing the body, the constant replacement is also a kind of wear and tear on the soul, because a pure soul cannot exist in this world.
In her mind, she had already come to a conclusion, but she still had some doubts.
"Miss Aozaki Aoko, your guess is correct. I was once the ancestor of the Dead Apostles, and of course I am now, but seriously speaking, Tatari (Wallachia Night) is you, but you are not Tatari
(Wallachian Nights).”
"Forget it, let's talk about those things."
"bingo——"
"Then..."
"Even if there are only seven parallel consciousnesses left, it is not easy for you to calculate the spiritual subspace of that scale. It's just that you don't have anything more important to do now."
Zibia explained patiently.
As for Aoko...your genius may lie in how to release less magic power in a rougher way.
"How about some wine. It is one of the most precious items in your collection. If you use it to entertain old friends, it will be a good use of it."
Mikael looked at Qi Zhou and pondered slightly,
Mikael and Zibia chatted animatedly, Aozaki Aoko listened silently for a while, and then decisively gave up the struggle.
"You once succeeded in pursuing the Eighth Dharma and turned into Tatari (Wallachia Night), but when you came, part of your soul was separated from Tatari."
"When you regained your intelligence, you have been calculating this information. Although the eighth method is great, it is not without gain. Among the tens of millions of results you calculated, the eighth method is the existence
Yes, although there is only one future."
There is no such scene inside and outside the originally dilapidated and cramped windmill house, which makes people inevitably believe that they are in a dream.
I'm sure you can still understand a rough outline of what I'm saying. But now, it's like a heavenly book, and there's no way anyone can understand it.
Mikael didn't think anything, and then nodded,
"——Ouch." "Of course, that is not important. When you were transformed into Tatari (Wallachia Night), you did not have your own intelligence during this period, but the function of collecting information is still there.
Smooth operation.”
"That's right. The connection under the soul is not so difficult to be separated. In scientific terms, it is not in a quantum entangled state."
"Oh, that makes you have less expectations."
In this world, there are not many people who can discuss the devil's ways with Yan Yaorong. Even the love song that connects the roots can be done, because you are more inclined to "can do it" but "how to do it". Of course, behind the scenes
Not one of the few but one of the few.
"But apart from logosreact, he currently has no equipment in his hand that can calculate the parameters of this world. Of course, he must be able to do that even if his soul has not been divided, but now he relies on the only seven remaining
It must be very difficult to have a parallel consciousness."
"So, he still has contact with Tatari?"
………
Mikael questioned this.
"And very early on, before you got this by interpreting one of the past calculation results... the White Wings Guild became your compatriots, yes, it should be your compatriots."
Aozaki Yanyao nodded as if he understood. Whether it was Wallachia Night or not had nothing to do with him.
The green grassland stretches as far as the eye can see, and you can often see large black flowers. The air is filled with the fresh smell of small nature, which makes you feel relaxed and happy.
"His eyes are still so sharp, but the spirit space is not re-enacted by logosreact, but a false real space constructed through calculation, and the external parameters are in line with the standards of the real world.
Nor can it be understood as a manifestation of a spiritual son."
Looking at Mikael who was discussing happily, you felt an inexplicable resentment in your heart. Then you picked up a piece of snack, imagining it looked like Mikael, and bit it hard.
Zibia raised the glass filled with wine, as if he was looking at some kind of artwork, and took a satisfied sip, then placed the glass behind him and intertwined his hands.
Aozaki Aoko rolled her eyes inwardly. Regarding her own situation, no one can be more understanding than you. These delicate, complicated, and simple magic tricks are indeed slightly consistent with your compatibility.
On this lovely parasol is a round tea table with the same color, and there are rough snacks under the gorgeous tableware. As we sit down, the wine is suspended in the air, and we pour the wine heavily. It looks like
It's like an invisible waiter is controlling.
………
Cibia lowered her eyes and waved slightly, with a smile on her lips.
Mikael also smiled, and Aoko followed Zibia, passed through a rather long corridor, and retreated into the depths of the big house. The structure outside was not the same as the one inside.
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"——myoldbuck, I'm going to look up to you."
Magicians can do that with their magic, but what Zibia used was not magic, but alchemy that was unique to Atlas Academy.
Zibia snapped his fingers,
"Entangled... you really hate that word. It's a very wrong description."
The cool and harsh sunlight shines through the dark clouds below us. Although the sunlight is dim, it is not blazing, just the right amount.
But as we entered, the surrounding scene changed drastically.
"Then it should be a virtual spirit space created by mixing logosreact's [Encore] and your Animusfia's spirit technology."