The ability to do whatever one wants, coupled with the unreasonable ability to read clones.
The muscular man can almost predict...
As time goes by, the thought clones embodied by the things that the boy misses will surely gradually spread to other thought spaces.
In the end, it is very likely to become a threat that they must face head-on.
How bad this situation is, the muscular man thinks he can explain it clearly in just a few words.
But Tian Gangui, who was in charge of this operation, looked futile and even thought it was good.
"Lord Diver, what do you mean...?"
The muscular man looked confused.
Difu ignored the muscular man and looked up at the Eye of Vision suspended in mid-air.
A young boy who looks like he is still underage can think about something, but he can use his "cognitive" ability to reach unimaginable levels.
Can the clone retain the original intensity of thought...
really interesting.
The corners of Difu's mouth raised slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.
"Death takes many forms."
While staring at the Eye of Vision, Difu suddenly spoke.
The muscular man was startled for a moment, looking at Difu's back for no apparent reason.
To this day, he still doesn't understand what Diver means.
At the same time, he did not notice a blood line suddenly appearing on his neck.
"And sacrifice is also a form of death. Do you still need me to teach you such a simple truth...you idiot."
Difu turned his back to the muscular man and continued talking, but there was a hint of chill in his calm tone.
When the last syllable fell, blood began to flow from the incision on the muscular man's neck.
"Um?"
The muscular man slowly lowered his head and looked at the large amount of blood flowing along the collarbone to the chest, and was suddenly stunned.
His mouth moved slightly, trying to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
The blood-stained body suddenly turned into gray fragments and quickly disappeared.
In this mind space, every person's passing will be turned into nutrients to increase the duration of the mind space.
Ordinary people who do not understand "mindfulness" are naturally the first group to "pass away". At the beginning of the mindfulness space, a large amount of time is provided for the mindfulness space.
After ordinary people, there are people such as army soldiers who have basic self-protection capabilities.
But they can't survive for long in the face of all kinds of strange things.
Even if you are an amateur hunter who is not weak in strength, it is difficult for you to persist for a long time because you do not know how to read.
Their final fate can only become the nourishment of the mind space.
Only "those with mindfulness ability" can persist for the longest time, and may even persist until the "time limit" of the mindfulness space arrives, thereby escaping from this mindfulness space.
Therefore, in order to stably extend the existence time of the "Eye of Vision", Team Qinglin will invest the few remaining backbone forces into the mind space.
With the advantage of intelligence, the members of the Qinglin team can quickly gather together after entering the mind space, and then hunt for those with mind abilities in the mind space, thereby extending the existence time of the mind space.
This is probably the mission undertaken by the members of Team Qing Rin.
No matter how long the mind space can last in the end, as long as they act together in the shortest possible time, there will be basically no mistakes.
But they didn't know that Tiangan Guidifu, who was responsible for this operation, had no intention of leaving this mind space from the beginning.
Just like he said.
Death comes in many forms.
Dedication and sacrifice are one of them.
From the moment he entered the mind space, Difu was ready to make sacrifices.
If his death could extend the mind space even for just one second, he would be sincerely happy.
"Now that we have more powerful help, your remaining use is to become nourishment."
Diver retracted his gaze from the "Eye of Vision" and turned to the place where the muscular man disappeared.
The death of others.
The death of a companion.
Even to one's own death.
It makes no difference to Diver.
Of course, if you can...
Diefu sincerely hopes that everyone's life will end here.
That must be the best result.
far away.
Moyo and Pyorn followed the muscular man and came to this mind space.
They were hiding on the top of a tall building, watching the Eye of Vision exuding majestic black energy over the square.
From a distance, it looks like a huge black hole sucking in countless lives.
"Things after death!"
Pyonn looked solemn and stared at the Eye of Vision suspended in the air.
Even though she was far apart, she could clearly feel the dangerous aura coming from this afterlife object.
"This is the first time I've seen an aura of this scale, it's too exaggerated!"
Pyorn lowered his voice, feeling shocked in his heart.
Moyu remained silent.
He carefully observed the Eye of Vision above the square.
Judging from the scale of the aura, the feeling it gave him was several times stronger than the "Libra" in the temple.
No wonder it can create so many overlapping thought spaces and create so many terrifying existences out of thin air.
"Now how to do?"
Pyorn turned his head to look at Moyu beside him and asked subconsciously.
Somehow, she had become somewhat dependent on Moyu's judgment and decision-making ability.
"Wait for the hug."
Moyu said without thinking.
"Eh?"
Pyoern looked at Moyu and said in surprise: "Are you serious?"
As a qualified internet-addicted girl, she naturally knows what hugging a thigh means.
"certainly."
Moyou looked at the Eye of Vision intently.
That kind of aura...
Even if he had a chance to eliminate his thoughts, he would not approach easily.
"So we just watch here?"
Pyorn stared at Moyo’s profile.
Hearing this, Moyou turned his head to meet Pyoen's gaze and asked:
"What if that's not the case? Why, you're not expecting my half-hearted level of mind-killing to kill that thing, are you?"
"..."
Pyorn was speechless.
Moyu continued to ask: "Who is the strongest among the twelve earthly branches?"
"Potterwhite."
Pyorn answered based on his own criteria.
Moyou nodded when he heard this and said seriously:
"Then we just have to wait here for Potter to come over. If nothing else, there will be President Netero. I think, with their strength, it won't be a problem to capture this 'thing after death', right?"
"That's right."
Pjorn frowned.
Those who can do it, is what Moyu means.
She shook her head and sighed meaningfully:
"That's right, your level of skills in removing thoughts is not even confident to remove the thoughts from 'a swamp man', not to mention the thoughts after death on this scale, many things really need to be done according to one's ability."
"That's quite right."
Moyu nodded in agreement and said calmly: "So we should wait here for President Netero to come over."
"You are really...!
"
Pyorn bared his teeth at Moyo.
The two of them didn't know...
The other thought spaces have become a mess.
