The voice coming from the air was soft and gentle, but when Han Baiyi and Gus heard it, white hairs of sweat broke out on their backs.
"What...what do you mean, here?"
Gus's voice was trembling, and he looked uncertainly at the blank space around him. Only the unreachable monk in the distance remained motionless.
Han Baiyi was also stunned. He seemed to have remembered something, opened his spiritual eyes and looked around.
"Robert..."
"My, son..."
Gus seemed to be stunned, with a faint red light flashing in his eyes.
But his strong will made him wake up immediately, cover his head with his hands, and kneel on the ground helplessly.
"No...no..."
Han Baiyi turned his head and stared closely at Gus in front of him.
In the field of vision of his spiritual eyes, black spiritual ideas emerged from his body, but they seemed to be pressed back by something, and his body seemed to be buried in the smoke.
He has seen this kind of black inspiration before.
It was exactly the kind of inspiration that Kotaro's body exuded before.
Just seeing it makes people feel uncontrollably disgusted.
The strange voice in mid-air said:
"Didn't you already see it?"
"Why be afraid?"
Han Baiyi frowned, what did Gus see? Why couldn't he see anything?
"No... that's not my son!" Gus suddenly roared. He had always had a stern face and looked indifferent, but now he was hysterical and crazy, "That's not my son! My son
Still alive! His heart... wasn't ripped out!"
Han Baiyi's pupils shrank.
This feeling that everyone else can see things but he is the only one who is blind makes people very anxious!
"...Touch the sacred tree."
"Sakura God can let you see everything you want to know."
At this time, the untouchable monk standing on the corridor suddenly turned his head and said slowly to the almost crazy Gus.
"No! Don't go!"
"No! You will die!"
"Everything there is false! Don't come near him!"
The gentle voice in the air suddenly became anxious for some reason and shouted to stop Gus's actions.
But how could a father who loved his son more than anything else listen to this dissuasion?
Gus trembled and stood up from the ground, covering his head. The armor all over his body made a rattling sound as he continued to tremble. His steps were slow but firm.
Han Baiyi just stood aside and watched silently.
It's so weird.
It's almost like a mime without any background introduction.
Monk, son of Bianruo, Gus.
All three of them saw, or knew something existed.
Gus may not know it at first, but after being enveloped by the black spiritual power, he can feel it.
Among all the people present, he was the only one who looked like a fool and had no understanding of the current situation. He could only watch the development of this mime in a daze.
All this made Han Baiyi doubt his own knowledge again.
Is this really reality?
Or is it a fantasy?
Is this black spiritual intelligence wrapped around Kotaro and Gus also the power of Sakuraryu?
What is the Sakura God mentioned by the monks?
Han Baiyi watched the actions of the three people and did not dare to make any decision.
He doesn't know what is right and what is wrong now.
Even if it is Bianruo's son who is called 'Miniang' by the players because of her kindness and cuteness, who can conclude that she is really on the player's side?
Who is this middle-aged monk in the corridor in front of me?
Gus walked tremblingly, his facial expression constantly changing, sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes ferocious and crazy, but without any pause in his steps, he walked straight to the untouchable monk.
As Gus gets closer, the cherry tree in front of him seems to have become spiritual.
The branches rustled, and a thick branch slowly moved, moving the branch in front of the monk and Gus.
In Han Baiyi's spiritual eyes, the black spiritual energy emanating from Gus's body was gradually absorbed by the cherry tree as the distance between him and the cherry tree shortened.
The expression on Gus's face was also like soaking in warm spring water,
Comfortable and happy.
In mid-air, the voice of the Son of Change was still urgently asking him to stop.
But Gus didn't react at all.
Gradually, under the gaze of the monk and Han Baiyi, Gus stretched out his hand in the direction of the cherry tree.
His thick palms touched the branches of the cherry tree.
A low murmur in his mouth.
"Robert..."
A 'peng' sound.
Han Baiyi's body tightened suddenly.
The moment Gus touched the branches of the cherry tree, his body exploded like a firecracker. There were no residual limbs, no flesh and blood, and only the fine soot that spread out when it exploded and the sparks that bloomed were left in place.
The whole person just disappeared.
Seeing this, the old monk put his hands together expressionlessly.
The cherry tree that originally dropped its branches slowly retracted its branches, still standing tall.
Mi Niang, who had been discouraging Gus before, suddenly stopped speaking.
It was quiet in the huge hidden palace.
Han Baiyi felt a chill spread from his spine to his brain.
Without any hesitation, open the panel, pull the time bar, and read the file!
"...touch the cherry trees."
Han Baiyi opened his eyes and saw the old monk urging Gus to touch his big tree.
Gus took steps in a daze, his body trembling, and wisps of black inspiration emerged from his body. Then, as he gradually got closer, he was absorbed by Sakuragi.
This time, Han Baiyi had a choice. Amid Mi Niang's constant persuasion, he quickly walked over and kicked Gus twice on the back of the knee.
Gus, who had been walking tremblingly, suddenly knelt on the ground and gave him a big salute.
Gus looked up at Han Baiyi with a confused look on his face, and Han Baiyi punched him in the face.
"Wake up! He wants to kill you!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as the punch landed, a red light suddenly appeared in Gus's eyes, and the black spirit coiled around his body suddenly strengthened, and it was as rich as ink.
"Robert..."
"My Robert..."
"Where are you?!"
The sound was as mournful as a vulture's neighing, Gus knelt down on the ground with a face full of pain, and the rich black spirit bloomed like a flame.
The body wrapped in iron armor seemed to be blooming like a black flower of the other side.
At this moment, the old monk who persuaded Gus to touch the cherry tree and Mi Niang, who had been persuading him to stop in the air, shut up at the same time, as if they were on mute at the same time.
The whole terrace of the Hidden Palace was quiet, with only Han Baiyi and Gus left.
Han Baiyi looked at the sky with very innocent eyes, and then at the monks on the corridor.
Turning his head, he saw Gus staring at him with a ferocious face.
"Ahhhhhh..."
As the roar fell, the hard iron armor he called invulnerable was torn and squeezed by the expanding muscles.
The originally tall and muscular body also became taller and straighter as the black flame burned, reaching nearly three meters in length, and his wrists were as thick as Han Bai's waist.
But as his body expanded, the curly hair on Gus' head also burned with the flames, leaving his head bald.
He looked straight at Han Baiyi.
In his hand was a big sword that was over one meter long and looked a bit like a dagger.