After a brief farewell, Feline boarded the carriage and left, while Cohen took a boat down the river.
This meeting between the two of them was originally going to discuss something very detailed, but unfortunately it was interrupted by Cohen's emergency, and it ended in a hurry. Cohen's departure was not so much hasty as it was panic.
, Not only Cohen himself knew this, Feline also knew it, but she did not point it out because she had confidence in her husband. For Cohen, many things only need a reminder and pointing out the crux is enough.
He will find the most appropriate solution himself.
Or from the perspective of a bystander, Felin's handling of this method is very irresponsible. Letting Cohen leave at such a critical moment is at least a kind of irresponsibility towards Sibia. But in fact, Sibia now has to face
It is only the upper clan that is right, and the whole matter is still in the process of negotiation with the upper clan. Giving Cohen appropriate time and space to consider the problem will only benefit Sibiya. A leader with confused thinking will definitely
We cannot win a bright future for everyone.
It is obvious that something is wrong with Cohen. It is difficult for anyone to imagine that in a face-to-face, complete conversation, he would actually lose a piece of memory, and it is not necessarily lost, it may be that he has no consciousness at all.
Touching on this experience, Cohen certainly knew that he could not contract this problem for no reason...but, it really exists now!
Is this a mental illness? Or is it the influence of magic? If it is mental, Cohen can't find any possibility, but the possibility of magic is more likely, but what about that kind of severe pain? It attacks intermittently, more than once.
It was a severe attack, and the timing of the attack was very unusual. In connection with the sudden attack just now, it is not so much a disease as...it is better to say it is a spontaneous resistance of the body.
"Resistance?" Thinking of this, Cohen murmured: "It's wonderful!"
So, is this his own fault, or is it a trick played by the gods and demons secretly?
No matter how smart a doctor is, he may not be able to diagnose himself, and it is still a problem involving memory. But if this change is really a trick played by gods and demons, Cohen may not be able to dispel it-a very dark story can be introduced here.
The hypothesis is that Cohen's physical and mental changes occurred following the suggestion of the gods and demons. In other words, the reason why the Dark Lord met with Cohen was to confirm that he was really in this state, and then he had the idea to let Cohen form the third faith.
proposal.
If there were no intermittent severe pain, all this would seem reasonable. But unfortunately, he could not find any relevant clues. As time went by, his desire to solve this matter gradually faded away.
Almost imperceptibly, a sense of calm invaded, causing Cohen's thoughts to slow down, and his emotions gradually calmed down. The anger and doubts faded away, and he felt very comfortable, as if many things were no longer important... I have to say,
This kind of regression occurs when there is a huge sense of crisis. This state is very mysterious and even wonderful. It is a bit like the situation where you know that you should get up, but you have to continue to sleep, and the idea of continuing to sleep is absolutely dominant.
.
Immediately afterwards, a cold war woke up Cohen a little, and his vigilance surged in his heart, which made him touch a direction. Think about it, there is something wrong with his consciousness now, and he cannot solve it independently, but he cannot communicate with others and seek help.
If it were any other human being, they might have really sunk into this situation. Even the core of their thinking is wrapped in an abnormal state. What hope is there to find a solution? But unfortunately, Cohen is the same person in soul and body.
Human beings generally have some differences.
Generally speaking, the soul is in charge of thoughts, and the body is the carrier of the soul. If there is a problem in one aspect, the other aspect will be affected and eventually die together... But Cohen knew that he did not completely follow this rule, because his
The soul is not as simple as others. Even in this state, he is not without options.
Concentrating all his struggle and unwillingness, Cohen sneered.
Before the laughter fell, extra weight seemed to fall on the boat. The gorgeous elf boat sank violently, and countless crystal water droplets bounced around, wrapping the boat like a curtain. This scene was captured from afar.
The Liaison Department officer who was guarding Cohen from afar saw that someone was about to take action when he was stopped by a senior officer.
"That was not an enemy attack, but the magic barrier cast by Ye Xing himself, and it was also the signal he sent to us." The commander from the Royal Guards then ordered: "Expand the defense circle to isolate all possibilities of external spying."
The Royal Guards are legendary figures, and their words cannot be doubted. Because these elites have proven their loyalty countless times, this new defensive circle has more than doubled in a short period of time.
All nodes are hosted by the best mages, and the absolute diameter reaches fifty miles. From this safe distance, it is impossible for outsiders to spy on what happened on the boat.
"People always have to experience some extraordinary things in this life." Cohen lay flat on the boat and looked at the blurry sky outside the magic barrier: "Okay, let us conduct a gorgeous self-criticism!
"
Ignoring the other elements in this sentence, Cohen said "we"!
Then, Cohen stretched his right hand towards his chest, and inserted his fingers into his skin slightly. With a roar, he pulled out a ball of blue light from his body with his hand. The ball of light swelled up as soon as it was separated from the flesh and blood body.
It turned into another Cohen in the air! This Cohen, whose attire and hairstyle were extremely weird, was thrown to the other end of the boat. He had no grace at all. He rolled limply in the cabin, and then sat down lazily.
The bow of the ship - a very surprising change, because before leaving the hand, Cohen was just an illusory image, but after leaving the palm of the original figure, he took on a real form.
And there was more than one. In a short period of time, the lying Cohen had already grabbed the second and third "Cohen" with his hands. They had different faces and expressions, and at the end he even pulled out a "Cohen" in the form of a teenager.
Cohen”!
Counting the lying figure, there were a total of five Cohens at the scene. They were all very different from their costumes to their expressions, and the elf boat was packed full. Fortunately, no one saw this strange scene, otherwise it would have been difficult to explain.
I'm sorry, because this kind of scene can't be deceived by excuses like "secret clone technique". My right hand, Cohen's, is dripping with blood, and his chest is bloody. Whose clone technique has this style?
Just because a thing or a scene is difficult to understand does not mean that it cannot be explained, as long as the person involved can understand it. Besides, it is really not worth making a fuss about when this happened to Cohen Kedar.
From the moment he appeared, Cohen, a young man in aristocratic attire, had an eager look on his face. He squatted down next to the original Cohen, first washed away the blood on his hands with water, and then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but other "Cohens" did not.
So nervous, one of them just looked at it coldly, the other had a mocking expression on his face, and the one on the bow didn't react at all.
The original Cohen was silent for a moment, then glanced at the other clones, and then said: "I'm sick. It's a heart disease, and it's very serious."
This scene is very strange and easy to confuse, because it seems that every Cohen is real, and the demeanor and temperament of every Cohen are inimitable... But who can really do it, let yourself be the same today as you were yesterday?
Face-to-face communication? This is not talking to yourself in the mirror!
"I'm late, I'm so sorry." The white light shone, and another illusory image stood at the raised tail of the boat, which was above the head of the real Cohen, and said with a soft smile: "It's a rare scene, don't mind.
Can I be a spectator?"
"None of your business!" The indifferent Cohen glanced at the shadow and said calmly, "Go back to your space."
"Don't be so indifferent. You have to endure great pain to tear your soul apart. He must have encountered a big problem if he has such courage and perseverance to do it. As for me, although I may not be able to help, I may be able to provide some help."
Even if you can't provide some information, you can still record this great soul-tearing event!" Xuying stretched out his hand and rubbed his face violently, "What about now, you can probably accept me as an audience, right?"
With a touch, his hair turned black, with a rub, his eyes turned black, and with another rub, the shadow had turned his face into the look of Cohen, the most loyal and honest Cohen. It must be said that he is seeking recognition.
His behavior was very shameless, but in front of several genuine Cohens, his shamelessness was not worthy of recognition.
"If you listen, you will be burdened with endless obligations and responsibilities." The indifferent Cohen replied: "Can you do it?"
"Of course." Xuying nodded, his tone full of helplessness and desolation: "It doesn't hurt to be nice to me. My birth is Cohen's fault. From the perspective of the killing demon, I am redundant. If
After leaving Cohen's body, what awaits me is death. As a magical creature that relies on Cohen to survive, I have no other choice now."
"Oh, the murderous demon also has this day." Cohen, with a mocking face, answered: "First call my brother to listen."
"Be polite. According to tradition, I am older than you, and I kindly remind you that I am not the demon of killing, I am just a copy of the memory of the demon of killing." Xuying shook his head: "Your Excellency, as for me,
What do you say about whether to stay or go?"
"Banana, you watermelon!" I was watching the young Cohen bandaging his wounds. He was obviously not in a good mood: "Find out the reason first!"
"No problem! In view of the chaotic situation at hand, I propose that I preside over this meeting. You will not have any objections, right?" The killing demon showed a peaceful smile: "Since everyone depends on me to survive, then help me solve the problem.
The problem is everyone's obligation. We all know the specific situation, so let's help me find the cause of the disease first!"
"Actually, I'm not that impatient. It's rare to come out once." The weird Cohen sitting in the bow of the boat said lazily: "Look, the real body of the secret clone technique and the independent soul personality can't be more comfortable.
.Speaking of which, I would like to thank the life watcher. If it weren’t for the soul tearing he taught me, I wouldn’t have the chance to be independent.”
"I forgot about you even if you didn't speak. You don't exist in my mind." The killing demon looked up and down at the weird Cohen: "The smiling face is Cohen's evil side, the cold face is Cohen's calm side, and the tender face is...
The pure side of Cohen's youth...but you, where did you come from?"
"I am the unknown side of him." Weird Cohen glanced at the killing demon: "My beloved, in fact, everyone has this side, don't touch it easily, otherwise I will be moved by my thoughts, you simple
The guy used to carry the memory will be wiped out. I don’t think you are so stupid and insist on putting yourself in the position of being silenced!"
"You don't need to remind me that this is just a purely conscious communication. Others can't see or hear us. If it weren't for my will, I wouldn't be here." The killing demon calmly replied: "But
There is no need for us to argue about dominance. The status of the deity is currently unstable, and everyone is the self-awareness of the deity at various stages and levels. After the division, we can still engage in various thinking and reasoning. As long as our opinions are gathered together, we can probably provide the deity with
You have fulfilled your duty."
"Don't care about the details." Young Cohen raised his head and said, "I am in danger now. We must seize the time."
"Dear young man, don't be so nervous." Weird Cohen said: "We have become independent and are not affected by those symptoms. On the other hand, with our independent existence and sharing some states, I can also maintain a certain level of
Sober, because the connection between us and the deity is not something that can be expected from this symptom, it is not so high-end yet.”
"Then our communication will be noticed by the mastermind behind the scenes?" Young Cohen asked: "What if this is a conspiracy."
"Database." Smiley Cohen snapped his fingers: "Explain it to this boy."
"If you don't mind, can you add 'please' in front of it?" The Killing Demon was a little helpless: "Young man, we are part of the true self. To be precise, we are part of Cohen's soul... Of course, my position is rather awkward.
...The self-communication of a soul is as incomprehensible as thinking. No matter how powerful you are, how can you control the thoughts of a soul?"
"You bastards! You are still in the mood to play academics!" I cursed: "Stop pretending! I know the pain is caused by you!"
"Unjustly accused." Cohen said with a cold face: "At least it's none of my business."
"It has nothing to do with me." Young Cohen looked confused: "I still don't know about this matter!"
"If you want to know, wouldn't it be nice to bring that secret document?" Smiley Cohen said to me: "We are not too affected, which means that you have also maintained sufficient judgment, and when we are integrated,
We don’t know the whole story.”
"I confess, the pain was caused by me." The killing demon nodded: "Because of your wishes, I have always relied on you to exist instead of being swallowed by you. But after all, part of me does not belong to you. The long-term vigilance can be
Keep it up, so I noticed something strange, but I don't have the ability to remind you, I can only transmit this uneasiness to you, and in the end you yourself caused the pain."
"I'll settle the score with you later!" I transformed into a clone and went to the shore to get the secret documents. But after a while, the clone got back what it needed - I have to say that Feilin's consideration was very thorough.
A waterproof package containing not only letterhead but also a magic crystal that can record sounds.
"I have a hunch." Looking at me taking out the magic crystal, a smiling Cohen said: "What happens next will be very interesting."
"I hope so." I injected a trace of magic power into the magic crystal. A soft light lit up from inside the crystal, and Feilin's voice came out.
"...Do you think this is the reason why your superiors allowed you to form a faith?"
No one on the boat spoke, everyone was listening carefully, because no one, not even the Demon of Slaughter, had heard these words.
"When was the last time you had a real impulse? You are colder and calmer than the oldest priest. Your emotions are almost frozen. Apart from some habitual obsessions, what else is in your body?"
"Yes, you run the empire and love your family, but this is more of a habit than emotion. You are used to worrying about state affairs, and you are used to safeguarding the interests of those around you..." After a brief pause,
Feilin's voice sounded again: "Your favorite little princess Qinlun, apart from the loving behaviors that you have developed into a habit, have you done anything new to make her happy? Sibia made it legal not long ago.
On Daughter's Day, why didn't you think of giving her a gift?"
"Tell me, husband, have you fallen in love with anything else recently? Have you fallen in love with anyone? Are the things that you think are most valuable, whether people or things, still the ones in your memory?" Feline's voice
Becoming very gentle: "Think about the past, Cohen, like all boys, you were so interested in everything in the world. You liked to wield a broad wooden sword. Even if you couldn't use magic, you still studied tirelessly.
Magic books, but now? You know, when you really like something, you won't use any excuse to alienate it..."
"Puff!" With a sound, the magic crystal was crushed. I looked stern and didn't even feel pain in my hand. (To be continued)