The typo was later corrected] This detail that is not easy to find is actually very difficult to figure out.
By reading the memory, it has been confirmed that this Belissa Megan is definitely not the living patriarch of the Megan family.
Not only is her body made of wood and vines, but her memory is also incomplete. If she were to use one word to describe it, Mu Mei feels that the woman in front of her is more like a "replica."
Of course, this replica can only be made of some weird contract ability that is not yet known.
But if, as in the memory fragments seen, Belissa Megan only visited the ancestral land once a few years ago when she was relatively young, it is assumed that she used her contract ability to create a copy of herself at that time. If it were a product, then how could this replica... have all the memories of what happened at the Inspectorate a few days ago?
Even in the weird world of Fuyuan, this is a bug that is difficult to explain.
The unknown will turn doubt into a sense of mystery. After the sense of mystery accumulates, it will inevitably cause people to feel fear.
All this was enough to make Mo Zhi feel a chill down his back.
"What did you find?" Tyrande asked aloud when she saw that Mu Zhi was holding her hand without any movement.
Mobi shook his head and said, "I can't figure it out."
"I read Belinsa's memory, but... although she has a vague consciousness, her memory is fragmented, and she actually has memories of the past few days, including the events before her death... "
"As far as I know, she has never been to Meghan's ancestral land in recent years."
Tyrande heard the words and quickly understood the bug. After pondering for a moment, he said in a tentative tone:
"I have never been here but have recent memories. Could it be that these memories... are not hers?"
As soon as these words came out, Mu Zhi felt like he was struck by lightning.
Yes, Tyrande is right!
You have put the cart before the horse!
Who said that these resurrected Mudeng people were created by themselves? This logical starting point is itself a mistake!
This will inevitably lead to a series of subsequent reasonings that are all wrong!
The abnormality that occurs here is most likely not controlled by the people of the Megan family. They are just "resurrected" in a strange way, and this "resurrection" ability should originally be the ability of this ancestral land.
That's right, the first memory I saw was the reason why the ancestral land was formed. The reason for the abnormality in Megan's ancestral land was that beautiful woman with vines on her body, that contractor who was stronger than the blue level!
Thinking of this, the idea seemed to suddenly come together.
In this case, that is to say, this ancestral land has the ability to read the memories of people who enter it, and can use the strange "paint brush" of plant growth to paint the scenes in the memory!
In other words, the Belissa Megan in front of me was not formed by her body entering Megan's ancestral land a few years ago and leaving memories behind. It was because... among the people present, there was another Individuals have memories of Belinda Meghan in their heads.
In the unpredictable heart... there seemed to be a tsunami rising.
That person is myself!
That's right, in his head, he has all the memories of Belinsa Megan forcibly breaking into the Inspectorate, being taken down by him, detained by him, and finally dissipated due to madness.
Ancestral land! Could it be that he has read these memories of his own? Or was it even fused with the ontological memory that Belissa Megan left behind when she entered the ancestral land a few years ago to create the "replica" in front of her with wooden vines?
That's why it has these broken memories!
Logic seems to make sense.
So, there are only two final questions. Why does this ancestral land have such magical power?
If that Fuji girl is the person in the impression?
Tyrande clearly felt that the unpredictable illusory body wrapped around him was trembling slightly, and it seemed that his body temperature had risen a little.
Just as he was about to talk to Mo Zhi, he suddenly felt something in his heart. Tyrande turned around hastily...
It is the "Belissa Meghan" who just stayed away!
She stopped walking towards the center of the ancestral land, but turned around, with a strange arc at the corner of her mouth, looking at the illusory and unpredictable two people as if examining them.
To be more precise, what she was looking at was actually Tyrande himself.
This gaze, as if being stared at by a hunter, made Tyrande feel a thorn in his back.
"Unpredictable, she's looking at me!" Tyrande subconsciously pulled Unpredictable.
"I'm here, don't be afraid!" Mozhi came back to his senses and pulled Tyrande into his body again.
At this moment, Belissa Megan, who had no complete soul, moved.
She tilted her head, quietly watching the two people merge into one, and actually took another step.
But, she is decaying and drifting away.
Her body rotted rapidly as she moved forward step by step, and every part of her body kept falling to the ground. Eventually, it turned into clumps of gray floating soil, covered by weeds on the surface.
Before she had even taken a few steps, she was completely dead.
However, the unpredictable two people did not dare to relax at all... With the previous experience, both of them were vigilantly feeling the chaotic talisman source on Belinda's body - even though she had dissipated and reintegrated into the soil, but The chaotic fluctuations of this symbol...
The intensity has not decreased at all!
As expected!
Right in front of their eyes, bumps formed on the ground, and vines sprouted out of the ground again.
In the blink of an eye, the vines were as thick as trees, entangled with each other, and wrapped the space where the unpredictable two people were...
These vines actually simulated a hall-like building.
When Tyrande, who was in the hall, saw this scene, he seemed to suddenly realize something and hurriedly let out an exclamation.
"No~~~"
This voice is obviously not normal.
It's not fear, but shyness, worry... It's easy to hear many emotions in her voice.
"What's wrong?" Mo Zhi asked aloud.
Tyrande was as if he hadn't heard anything.
Unpredictably, he could feel that her emotions seemed a little excited, and her body, which was illusory and fused with her own, was trembling slightly.
He looked up at the dome made of entangled vines. This time, even Unpredictable felt a faint sense of familiarity.
Without giving Department Mo a long time to guess, the scene composed of vines began to become clearer...
As if growing from the ground, in the hall, vines wrapped around graceful figures wearing black robes.
The details of these vine people are becoming more and more obvious, especially the pattern of the huge eye on the chest of the robe, which is enough to prove the identity of these formed wooden vine people.
Alebe, and... he is a member of the Alebe tribe of the Heart Nightmare Tribe.
The symbol of the Heart Nightmare Tribe is a huge red-black eye, which seems to be able to see through the soul...
The vines are changing rapidly.
Several Alebe women from the Heart Nightmare tribe were holding up another tall Alebe woman in their hands. Different from the Heart Nightmare tribe, this Alebe woman was wearing white. robe.
On her chest, there is a tattoo... of a Klein bottle.
Alibe of the World Tribe!
After the details of the creeper man became clearer with the changes, the face of the woman being lifted was finally revealed...
It's Tyrande!
This time, even Mu Zhi understood why she exclaimed, because the scene formed by the vines was exactly Tyrande's memory, or... a fantasy scene.
The content is exactly that in the Heart Nightmare Tribe...the hall where the entire tribe thrives.
After that, Muto formed an unpredictable...
At this time, he was unpredictable, wearing the dark robe of the Bishop of Heart Nightmare, as if he was inspecting prey, his eyes fixed on Tyrande who was carried by the tribesmen...
He stood up, walked up to the tribe, and took Tyrande, who was being held up by the crowd, into his arms.
He reached out, stroked Tyrande's back, and began to untie Tyrande's robe...
Vine Tyrande's beautiful eyes were two parts confused, three parts shy, and four parts... some kind of determination.
"Damn!" Mo Zhi suddenly screamed: "Don't take action yet!"
"Use your contract ability to stop it! Lift into the air!"
Only then did Tyrande come back to his senses from the massive confusion, raised his hand, and changed the gravity.
This blow was done with all my strength...
The charming scene in front of them was immediately lifted up to the sky by Tyrande and turned into clumps of floating earth.
Huh~~~ Mobi breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Tyrande slightly angrily:
"I almost got banned again!"
Tyrande was confused: "???"
Mo Zhi then asked: "You have been in a trance since you entered here, have you been thinking about this?"
"Ah!!!" Tyrande came back to her senses and exclaimed.
Mobi could clearly feel that her entire body was heating up rapidly, like water vapor after boiling.
If it weren't for the state of soul transformation, Tyrande would be almost cooked.
"Cool down, cool down!" Mozhi reminded quickly:
"If this continues, the state of soul transformation cannot be maintained."
I don't know how much effort Tyrande put in to force himself to calm down.
The two were silent for a while...
"that..."
As if to save himself from the embarrassment of social death, Tyrande spoke like a mosquito:
"I...ever since I predicted the bishop, I have been..."
"I can't blame you!" Mo Zhi nodded silently: "So you are struggling with this."
Just when the two of them didn't know what to say further, vines... formed on the ground again.
Tyrande's figure reappeared, and this time she was facing the layers of Alebe people.
The scene formed by the wooden vines was so clear that the expression on Tyrande's face was vivid.
All the Alebe people were looking at her with disdain, as if she had done something treacherous, like a criminal...
Tyrande seemed to be on trial.
She was silent, the determination on her face in the previous scene was no longer there, and her eyes were full of indescribable sadness.
She seemed to have thousands of words to say, but she stopped talking several times...
She seemed to be looking slightly sideways, as if she wanted to find the figure in the crowd, but she couldn't find the unpredictable figure... In the end, her body seemed to be torn apart by the power of space, and just like that, in the thousands of Under the gaze of thousands of tribesmen, it was divided into several pieces.
From beginning to end, she didn't discern a single word for herself until she closed her eyes.
Unexpectedly, as far as the eye could see, she seemed to see two lines of tears in the final corner of her eyes...
This scene dissipated again, turned into floating soil, and disappeared in front of the two people.
Needless to say, this is also a scene from Tyrande's memory...or fantasy.
Tyrande remained silent and said nothing.
Unpredictable but deeply touched...
"It turns out you've been struggling with this."
Tyrande responded with silence.
Mo Zhi suddenly laughed: "Even if he violates Albe's rules, even if he is executed by his tribe..."
This time, Tyrande still did not speak, but let out a long sigh:
"Let's go! Let's..."
Seeing Tyrande abruptly change the subject, not wanting to talk about it, Unpredictable stretched out his hand to pull her forward illusory body:
"In your imagination...did I not appear until the end?"
Tyrande was stunned when he heard this and stopped.
Mo Zhi said seriously: "Your fantasy is not quite right. According to my temper, I will definitely appear!"
"I'm sure!"
Tyrande seemed to be shocked, and his whole body fell into a huge panic.
This time, Mu Zhi did not continue anything... It is better not to talk about certain things. If you talk too much, it will be too exaggerated.
When Tyrande came back to her senses, she no longer wanted to talk about this troubled issue, so she reached out and pulled Mo Zhi again:
"It turns out that this place...can reflect the imagination in my heart."
"Yes." Mo Zhi nodded and admitted: "Whether it is memory or imaginary scenes, it seems that as long as the thoughts of the people who enter it are in their minds, they will be noticed by this ancestral land..."
"Then, through the growth of the plant, it emerges."
"It's really amazing..." Tyrande thought thoughtfully. At this time, maybe after going through the test of repeated community deaths, his thoughts became clearer:
"This ancestral land should have been affected by some kind of talisman power, so it has such magical power."
"This is not a secret realm, but a place left after some kind of chaos in the source of symbols... Therefore, Pandora did not discover it."
"Hmm" Unpredictably nodded and said:
"The frequent awakening of contract abilities in the Megan family for generations should also be related to this ancestral land... Or, when this secret realm was formed, their Megan family was nearby..."
"For their family, this place that allows the family to gain the ability to contract for generations must of course be protected and hidden. This is why it is called the ancestral land."
"Later, after a series of explorations, only the patriarch of the Megan family was allowed to enter here, and through experiments, they discovered that the language of the source of symbols and soul transformation can withstand the negative harm of this ancestral land..."
"The vine people we first saw should be the memories left behind by the successive leaders of Megan when they came here and knelt down to pray... These memories were recorded by the magical power of the ancestral land and have lasted for thousands of years."
"Until now."
Tyrande thought about it, but couldn't find any problem from the unpredictable speculation, and suddenly said in confusion:
"Still the same question, here... why is such a force formed?"
Mo Zhi took a deep breath and ran through his guesses several times in his mind without hiding anything:
"I saw an An'erla in the illusion just now."
"She...should be the source of the formation of this ancestral land."
"She?" Tyrande asked softly, as if because her thoughts were completely exposed to the unpredictable eyes, she was no longer so cautious and reserved.
"Well, she..." Mo Zhi raised a non-existent brow:
"She should be one of the eight bishops under the Immortal God...the Ring of Recovery!"
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