I Am Not the Supreme God

There was a lot of noise over there, but there was still a bit of ultra-ancient Tangchuan in the dark, hesitating and hiding.

Our real ontology, Tang Chuan, is also in it. He actually wants to win that battle, but there is one last question.

That is...

Am I special? Is it the main body?

That's right, even Tang Chuan, the ontology, is totally unsure whether she is ontology or not.

My memory tells me that in order to hide myself as much as possible, I added a point to each of the self-manufactured Tang Chuan to varying degrees, confirming that he is the ontological mind.

And he didn't have the ability to distinguish the main body from the clone with a single glance on his body. Only by deceiving himself completely can he truly deceive the aggregate.

But the problem also became apparent, and he finally began to doubt himself.

Even if that kind of tornado has little attraction to oneself, it can be completely resisted, but wasn't it the same for the clone just now, and it turned out to be ruthlessly swallowed.

There are only two ways to be able to verify whether oneself is ontology.

One is to rush directly into the tornado, and you know everything.

One is to reveal the Lord's Godhead to verify his trueness, but if he fails and shakes the deepest foundation, he will instantly expose his position and be directly besieged by the assembled body that has been waiting for it.

But even if he didn't verify his identity, the tornado intensified, and in the end the collective could still find his position along with his movements.

Now it's a problem.

If you want to perform the previous strategy again and recreate the virus clone, it is impossible to do it. The previous collective was unprepared and allowed itself to form the current situation.

If the good show repeats itself, it will only reveal one's own position.

what can we do about it……

If you are the main body, then you should definitely not let go of the results in front of you. This is also a situation that I did not have expectations, but deliberately created a situation where the collective helps myself to break through the realm. As long as you enter the tornado, then the goal will be achieved. The best ending you can imagine for yourself.

But if you are a clone, then the above thinking may be given to yourself by the ontology. Let yourself enter the tornado and turn into the nourishment of the ontology. In the end, it will be too late to know that it is a scam, and the consciousness will completely dissipate.

There is a living method of a clone. If you can prove that it is not the body, then whether you are surrendering to the body, revealing the identity and plan of the body, helping the body to defeat the related body, or finding a way to talk about it, and then make a secret one. The scattered people in the universe are all beautiful situations.

It's really hard to choose...

"Ah!! Neither am I!!!"

Another ultra-ancient existence who thought to be the main body was swallowed by the tornado, and he shouted: "The main body, you still can't come out?!"

"I'm here, I'll fight to the death!"

Someone responded to him, another ultra-ancient existence, rushing directly towards the tornado.

puff!

However, on the way, he was interrupted by the symbolic blocking attack of the collective, fell to the ground, and was shot to death by the collective guards who came up.

"I, I'm not..." This was his last sound.

At this time, the face of the tornado, who was expressionless and only step-by-step, said, "It turns out that the main body is not sure that it is the main body..."

After integrating too much Tang Chuan's consciousness, he calculated this jaw-dropping conclusion, which shocked the entire body.

This is so ridiculous, it's no wonder that I can be easily deceived, because the other party has already deceived myself.

It's just that this tornado suddenly speaks, what is the purpose...

Tornado Tang Chuan continued: "The ontology can be expected in the future. Since it is not certain, then don't risk it lightly. Let's go and get out of here. You have done enough, and the connected entity has already mastered the absolute advantage."

In fact, his purpose is also very clear, that is, he is already very powerful and can exist as an individual.

If the body does not come to receive the results of the battle, he has many choices. As long as he surrenders to the collective and gives enough sincerity, he can survive perfectly, although it may be controlled by the collective in the future...

But at least it's alive.

As long as the body is in the aggregate, then its own attraction will always exist, like a task that must be completed but is unwilling to complete, absorb all Tang Chuan, until only oneself can give up.

Therefore, he needs to induce the ontology to leave, not to come over, so that he can continue.

Tang Chuan, the main body in the dark, had the highest thinking, so he easily caught the intention of the tornado clone, and he was indeed still hesitating.

But if he is really the main body, then Tornado knows too many things. He is much stronger than himself at the moment. It seems that he has escaped some strange setting. Later, with the help of the collective, he may really be able to tell his secrets. Come out a lot.

That is undoubtedly a very bad ending.

The left side before his eyes is for the sake of safety, and it can also be seen as greedy for life and fear of death. After all, if the memory is false, one's own life will not last long, and everything will be wiped out if the bet is wrong.

On the right is a fight, the bicycle becomes a tank, and the life is directly evolved. Azure Star also has more confidence on the way back, saving a lot of trouble.

He has been hesitating until the tornado has blown to the front, and he has not made a decision yet.

In other words, the decision has been made, but it has not been implemented in person.

He didn't leave, he was still in place, which explained the problem.

Tornado Tang Chuan is still talking: "Leave, don't take risks, it's not worth it."

"But it's too late."

A voice suddenly sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw an extremely hidden place under the tornado ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, where the hidden energy film faded away, revealing the figure of Tang Chuan.

When he appeared, he was about to touch the tornado.

The face of the tornado met him, feeling the absolute pure Sichuan flavor. He tried his best to retreat, but his own setting was such that he could only continue to move forward and swallow all individuals.

"No, go, go! There is still a chance!" the tornado yelled.

"No, there is no chance."

As Tang Chuan said, he stretched out a hand and actually touched the tornado.

The worrying situation did not happen. My body never dissolved. On the contrary, when a tornado of astonishing size hit me, it looked like a ball of cotton hit a rock.

He didn't move, but the other party roared and trembled violently.

A stream of pure consciousness energy surged into Tang Chuan's body, and the level of life was evolving violently.

"It turns out that I really am the ontology."