Chapter 163 Pseudo insect body
Looking at Vitor's god, it is impossible to perform it under normal circumstances, unless he studied drama at Nemeans University and has at least 5 years of theater performance experience. In this way, Vitor can basically be deliberately transformed. If the situation of life and death is arranged like this, then the reason behind this amnesia is worth exploring.
Vitor had been unconscious twice just now. Once his car was hit by a fireball dozens of meters high, and once he tripped over a small stone on the roadside and knocked hard on the ground before fainting.
, strange.
I was hit in the head by such a large ball of fire and fainted for a short time. After drinking the healing potion, I immediately stood up like a normal person and spit the medicine on my body.
It is obviously unlikely that a person with this level of health would fall into coma and lose his memory due to a fall. On the contrary, the possibility of being hit in the head by a fireball and losing his memory is slightly higher. After all, it can be regarded as a magic injury, and magic The impact of damage has always been unpredictable for a profession like Knight.
, yes, there is also the impact caused by the fireball. The two are not settled separately, but the common impact caused one after the other, and the time interval is just that. If the impact of these two injuries is continuously applied to the dimension Thor's body, so even if he loses his memory due to inferior injuries, it doesn't seem to be particularly outrageous.
Pleasant almost felt like he was trying to figure out the reason for Vitor's amnesia...
"You are Vitor! Even if you don't recognize it, you probably won't forget your own name."
Luas looked at Vito, who looked calm and indifferent, and she could see a vague sense of strangeness and alienation in his eyes.
It was precisely because of this that she could tell that Vitor indeed did not recognize him now.
"Vitor? My name? It's a familiar yet unfamiliar name. I seem to feel that this name has a vague connection with me, but it's not my real name."
"As for my real name..."
Vitor touched his head, his expression seemed a little painful. The vague images in his memory kept floating in his mind, and familiar names poured into his mind one after another.
"Arthur? This name is very important to me, but I vaguely feel that it is not my real name."
"Adam? This name comes up repeatedly in my mind, but I seem to have an indescribable feeling of disgust and alienation towards this name, so it doesn't belong to me."
"Victoria? This name brings me a strange kind of kindness, but I can get it from the rejection in my heart. This is not my name."
Vittor spoke one name after another, including the names of Archduke Rogge and his wife that Plissen was familiar with, and also names that Plissen had never heard of, but these names were spoken by Vittor. , were all excluded by Vitor in the end, and were not considered by him to be his real name.
"Okay, these names sound like Vitor is the most suitable, so let's take it as my name for now." Vitor shook his head and finally stopped worrying about his real name.
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Vitor felt that the memory in his mind was very vague, as if a large area of important things was missing, leaving only a few remaining fragments. So, after initially understanding himself, he felt that he should consider other things now.
"I can feel that my memory is lacking, so after discussing myself, I feel it is necessary to talk about other issues."
"What are you talking about?" Plisson, who was sitting on the chair, said one step ahead of Luas.
Vitor looked around, his eyes passed over Luas and O standing by the bed, and finally stopped on Plissen.
Vitor stared into Pleasant's eyes, and there was no trace of fluctuations in the rose-red pupils.
"Where am I now? And... who are you?"
.........
On the earth covered with cracks and black sand, there are countless broken walls and blackened debris. A large amount of smoke and dust fills the broken buildings. Looking around, it looks like a ruin.
The black cloud that originally shrouded the land was gone at this moment, and what replaced it was a magnificent, huge, blazing white flame.
The scorching light shines on every corner of the earth, and the high temperature evaporates every water on the ground. If there is a living creature here who dares to face the light, it will probably be only a few seconds away from death.
The Ghost Earl stared at this vast area. In a state of ecstasy, Field's body and the Ghost Earl's consciousness reached unity, and the huge human figure composed of flames gradually transformed into a blazing fireball of indescribable size.
In this state, his gaze transforms into a blazing light that can burn everything. Once he starts looking at something, as long as he looks at it, the thing will be reduced to ashes by his sight.
After looking around the ground, his eyes stopped at the huge bird corpse in the center of the ruins. Rather than saying it was a bird, it was better to say that it was a suture monster with bird characteristics.
It was so huge that it overshadowed the surrounding broken walls. A pair of plump black wings were located on both sides of its spherical body. This body covered with black down was covered with nearly a hundred species of birds, large and small. The beaks on the heads of these birds are basically open. In their throats, you can still see tiny maggots that are still twisting.
"...Pseudo-insect body? No wonder it's much more fragile than expected."
"In other words, from the beginning, what I have faced is just a twisted substitute who represents power, and Mammon has been hiding in a corner of Pan Demaninan without even showing her face?"
"Haha, I'm still too unstable and fall into emotions easily."
"I should be prepared to wake up when faced with evil that is known for its deceit."
"First the illusion, then the substitute. It seems that Mammon is ready for a comprehensive and protracted war."
"The worn-out divinity and the wasted opportunity to summon spirits this time will be given to you."
The voice in the huge fireball paused obviously, and then the huge thing on the ground called the pseudo-insect body instantly turned into ashes.
"As for what's next..."
A crack appeared in the center of the incandescent fireball, and four giant arms composed of light and flame stretched out from the crack.
Under the control of the Ghost Earl, the four arms continued to stretch toward the sky. After stretching a sufficient distance, the four hands stopped at the same time as if they had caught something.
Then there was an earth-shaking rumbling sound, and four hands seemed to tear the sky apart, causing a narrow, dark black gap to appear in the day-like sky.
The huge fireball transformed from Field's body began to shrink, and gradually transformed into the shape of the Ghost Earl. There was no change from before. Even the lantern containing Field's divinity was still held by the Ghost Earl.
"...Ma, I will find you no matter what."
Wrapped in incandescent flames, the Ghost Earl took steps above the sky and slowly walked into the space crack torn apart by Field.
Like the despicable savior
Feeling sad and happy
