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Chapter 314 Killing Memory(1/2)

Over the courtyard filled with flowers, Martin and Cassan gradually emerged in the air.

They immediately found the two people in the yard below.

One man and one woman, Miron Raussus and Anna Rutt.

The quiet and peaceful atmosphere makes people feel comfortable. At first glance, people who don’t know may think it is a scene when the husband and his wife are resting at home.

But Cassan reminded: "It's not Anna, it's Albert Henry!"

In fact, Martin has discovered this.

In this inner world, it is extremely difficult to change your appearance, which involves the issue of self-cognition.

Just like an actor, even if he is committed to playing a role, he is still an actor and clearly knows his true identity.

Sometimes if you are too immersed in the role and cannot get out of the role, that is mentally ill.

Albert Henry should be in this state now.

"You guys get a few points faster than I expected, good! But that's all!" Milon, who was still very kind just now, was staring at them with a weak expression.

Baron Henry, who was standing beside him... or the Baron who became Anna, was combing his long black hair with a comb, as if he didn't care about the two people who arrived at it at all.

But what Martin noticed was that in the baron's hand, the comb flashed with the leaping purple-red flame symbol, as if it was burning flames-

The Fire of Modes!

That is the mark of the Fire of Modes!

Baron Henry has something to do with the Fire of Modes!

Martin looked solemn. Although he had expected it, he was surprised when he discovered this.

"Albert Henry, you are suspected of colluding with a cult. I hope you will be lost, otherwise your wife will be in vain!" Martin said half threatening and half persuasion.

But he doesn't think this will be effective for a mental illness, but as an official, he has to find something to say...

The baron put down the comb in his hand and draped his hair over his right shoulder, revealing his beautiful face and hatred gaze.

"Hmph! If the temple had been willing to help, how could my wife die!"

The female voice came from his mouth, and when Kasan heard this sentence, she frowned.

This sentence seemed to her a lot of information, not that the temple did not rescue the Baron's wife, but that Albert Henry could clearly recognize her identity, but still showed Anna's voice and appearance.

In this inner world, it is very strange!

More than 20 years ago, Anna died of dysfunction. In this era without the concept of surgery, dysfunction basically means a life-threatening death, but if there is the extraordinary power of the temple to help it, it would be different.

Logically speaking, Albert Henry, as a baron, should be able to apply for the temple's rescue for his wife, and at that time, Marco Polo's Trading Company had accumulated a lot of wealth for him, and buying two bottles of potions made in the realm of life was not a big problem for him.

Martin was not clear about the inside story back then and had no interest in understanding it. Solving the current problem is the most important thing.

No matter how much Albert Henry suffered a lot, his collusion with the cult touched Faralin's bottom line!

"It's useless to say more. Since you two dare to come here, I hope you will be prepared to never go back!"

While speaking, Miron Raussus's figure soared, his shirt was cracking, and some strips of cloth hung on his shoulders.

Every muscle bulged high, reaching a very exaggerated level.

Moreover, the surface of the skin was light silvery, like a layer of metal armor.

At the same time, a giant sword nearly two meters long appeared in his hand out of thin air.

The sword edge was not visible, but the entire sword was burning with pale flames.

Huh!

A pair of wings appeared behind Miron, also composed of pale flames. Unlike ordinary wings, the pair of wings were like curved lines, spreading out from Miron's vest.

If this look is added to cover the face with a hood, Martin will look very familiar. It is a character in a game I once played, Archangel Tyrell!

Although it is an enemy, I have to admit that looking at this handsome appearance, Martin also wants to make the same armor.

The alien wings behind Miron twisted and flapped gently, causing a strong wind, and Miron instantly rose into the air.

Without saying anything nonsense, the giant flaming sword cut through the air, slashed out an arc in the air, and slashed straight towards Martin.

The already huge sword body, the flames surged and irresistible high-temperature heat was sprayed out.

It's like cutting off the person and melting it directly.

Swish!

Martin's figure disappeared directly from the spot, avoiding the attack, and when it appeared again, he came behind Miron.

The shadow leap has been launched!

But before the black dagger in his hand stabbed at Miron, the line-shaped wings formed by the pale flames gathered, they directly rushed towards Martin.

The heat instantly made Martin's hair burn and bent, and the skin also felt burning.

Martin had to stop and jumped a little further away again...

The giant sword swung in the air, but the air was compressed, forming an arc-shaped shock wave visible to the naked eye and spreading outward.

Even the wings behind him swelled, and the speed was too fast, and a sound made an explosion!

More than ten meters away, Martin's figure appeared from the shadow in a bit embarrassed.

Because of the high temperature, his clothes became very brown and lost their color.

Martin squinted his eyes and looked at the giant sword, and Milon holding the giant sword.

If he was the real Miron, he would probably not be the opponent at all, especially in this inner world. Fortunately, Miron Rauss is just a memory, and Martin could feel that his current strength is only about Sequence 5 and Sequence 4, and it is still within the range that Martin can bear.

The energy fluctuations in Miron's body undoubtedly belong to the spiritual sequence, but their external manifestations are completely different from those known to Martin.

Between "fire" and "heart", Martin couldn't find common ground.

Moreover, the pale flames, some of them are like some abilities in the spiritual realm, can directly act on the soul, so Martin doesn't want to be touched at all.

"This is the inner world, different from reality. Although it can use abilities, each kind of power will not be as specific as reality. Especially the power of the spiritual sequence itself will change according to the user's cognition. The stronger the user's mental power, the stronger the power he shows."

Martin remembered Cassan's advice.

Simply put, in the inner world, the abilities of other fields have almost no change. What is reality and what is still here, but the spiritual field can transform your own spiritual power into the power of any field based on your own cognition and insight!

The giant sword swung over again, this time faster.

The heat spread out with the sword's edge, and Martin avoided it again, but the psychic shield on his body had been activated, and a circle of milky white light shields lit up.

Swish!

Miron, holding the giant sword of flame, seemed to be like the archangel Tyrel in the game. His moves of opening and closing set off one after another in the air, chasing Martin reluctantly.

However, Martin's Shadow Leap and the Psychic Shield took turns to use, which barely delayed Miron's offensive.

But he was not blindly escaping, and the fluctuations of knowledge slowly condensed on Martin's body...

After a few rounds, Nylon seemed to realize that there was no way to do anything about Martin, and his eyes were looking at Cassan in the yard who was confronting Baron Henry.

Just now, Kasan dodged the attack in advance and his figure appeared directly in the courtyard.

She stared at the baron with a female appearance by the pool, and the black square in her hand floated up and stopped in front of her...

"If she is gone, do you think you can still get out of here?"

Miron suddenly raised his giant sword, pointed at Kasan, and asked Martin with a playful question.

Martin's face darkened. Before entering this floor, Martin and Cassan discussed various situations in advance, including that if there are more than one enemy, or if the enemy is too strong, she will find a way to find a way from the owner of this body, Baron Henry.

As an extraordinary person in the spiritual sequence, she has some means that can directly affect people's hearts, and the black square can eliminate memories...

But the premise is that Martin can buy her time.

Also as a spiritual sequence, Kassan, who only has Sequence 7, is definitely not Miron's opponent!

Since that's the case, Martin no longer hides his strength!

Buzzing!

The beeping appeared on Martin's head with a golden light, and the gems were dazzling on the golden crown!

The dagger in Martin's hand was also replaced with a dance duo with a silver-white cold light.

His body also began to expand. Although it was not as exaggerated as Milong, his muscles were twisted, his whole body also grew several times, becoming a small giant nearly two meters tall!

Even the long sword in his hand became very huge, almost the same as the giant sword in Milong's hand.

This is a change formed by force that affects inner cognition.

The duo dance is not a real duo dance at this time. Extraordinary items cannot be brought directly into the inner world, so the long sword in Martin's hand only has the appearance of a duo dance and does not have the extraordinary power of a duo dance. This sword is actually evolved from his spiritual power.

If Miron has the ability to carefully distinguish power fluctuations, he will find that the fluctuations in Martin's knowledge power have become very similar to the spiritual sequence!

Not only the sequence of mind can control its own power, but also knowledge!

Although he was not keen enough, Miron intuitively felt the strong fluctuations of power on Martin. He licked his lips, and his eyes showed an excitement.

"bring it on!"

Martin also breathed out a breath of turbid air, raised his sword and pointed it straight at Milong, his eyes full of fighting spirit.
To be continued...
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