Full-time Heroic Spirit starting from Douluo

What am I thinking, what is there to hesitate about this kind of thing... Shi Chen shook his head and suppressed other thoughts in his mind.

"Crash!"

The heavy rain is still falling, and there are large and small puddles on the muddy ground under your feet. Countless raindrops fall on the water, making a "pitter patter" sound and spreading ripples, just like the passage of time. The clothes on his body were wrinkled by the rain.

The clothes have been soaked by the rain, and they fit tightly against the body. They feel cold and wet to the touch, but they feel as if the irritable emotions trapped in the chest have been swept away.

These arms, inherited from the Heroic Spirit Emiya, are wrapped in a warm body feeling that seems to be absent at the moment, and they seem to be supporting the decision of the hour:

"I'm going!"

At least Grant and the others need to be confirmed... Shi Shi hesitated and glanced at the master guarding Tang San.

This is the outskirts of the Soul Hunting Forest. Normally, there are almost no hundred-year-old soul beasts. The appearance of this 600-year-old mandala snake is probably the first time it has ever appeared. They should not encounter any danger again.

"So what excuse should I find to get out?"

No matter what the reason is for leaving, you will be asked all kinds of questions, which is a waste of time. I will not lie... just tell me that you want me to go to the depths of the soul hunting forest?In that case, everyone will probably think that I got snake venom into my brain and suffered from mental madness... Thinking of this, Shi Chen raised his head and stared at the master's neck.

How about knocking him out with a knife?

Suddenly.

There was a strong cool energy coming from the forehead and between the eyebrows. Shi Chen felt that his energy seemed to be energized and his brain became clearer.

Immediately afterwards, a white bone skull mask appeared on Shichen's face, occupying most of the face above the tip of the nose, and glowed slightly in the dark rain.

The next moment, it disappeared again, as if it had never existed.

"The Mask of Hassan of All Faces!"

Shi Chen felt happy.

Yes, Hundred-Faced Hassan's Noble Phantasm can differentiate into different individuals, so I can try to project a clone puppet that looks similar to me, stay here, and the main body can escape successfully.

Time waits for no one, just do it!

Shi Chen turned around and walked to the foot of a towering tree that was as thick as three people's waist. He imagined his appearance in his mind and slowly guided his soul power into the center of his eyebrows.

He said slowly in an imperceptible voice:

"We are both a group and an individual, and we are an individual and a group. We are a group of ever-changing shadows with hundreds of appearances - come on, delusional illusions!"

"Projection, start."

After the words fell, the skull mask reappeared on his face, emitting a little light under the deep rain curtain.

Immediately, like a holographic projection, a figure with the same appearance and physical features as Shichen appeared out of thin air and gradually solidified.

With the cover of trees and the influence of night and heavy rain on the sight, the master did not notice anything unusual here.

"Haha, as expected of me, I succeeded in one try... Wow, how can there be such a handsome person in this world? He has such grace at a young age. When he grows up, it will be amazing... that special tear in the corner of his eye. Moles are simply killers of women!”

Shi Chen looked at the clone and suddenly noticed something was wrong: "Why does this clone look so stupid?"

What's missing?

Upon closer inspection, the clone's eyes were empty and its pupils were dilated. Although it had the body temperature and breathing of a normal human being, it looked completely devoid of the vitality of a living person.

There was a sense of pale and unreal dissonance, which made Shi Chen feel like he was admiring a wax figure made by a living master in a wax museum.

No, more like looking at your own body in the morgue?

After checking again and again, Shi Chen discovered that the clone he had created had no thoughts of his own, and the whole person seemed to be a walking corpse!

"How is this going?"

Just when I was wondering, Brother Dog's bold and whistling voice came from the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

"Oh ho ho, Master, it's not good. I found that the new woman seems to have some brain problems and has messed everyone up."

"???" Hour.

New woman?It's about the beautiful Hassan. I just happened to have something to ask her.Time sinks consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness and conveys thoughts:

"……What happened?"

"I didn't understand the situation either. Just now, the new woman with a skull mask on her face seemed to be hysterical. Sometimes she said her name was Zaid, and sometimes she said her name was Makur. After a while, he said his name was Gozier."

Brother Dog, you don’t know this, right? I have more than 80 personalities... I can’t help but cover my face all the time. He can’t solve this situation.

Wait, I think I know what's wrong with me!

Hassan's [Delusional Illusion] is a Noble Phantasm based on the multiple personalities he had during his lifetime. Multiple souls exist in a single body. After dispersing his own soul, he can exist in the real world as multiple heroic spirits. , split into up to 80 people, with the possibility of unconsciously expressing oneself.

When multiple personalities are divided, one's own spiritual consciousness is also divided, so he can act as an independent individual.Because each personality appears in a corresponding posture, the appearance is also various, male, female, old and young, tall, short, fat and thin.

And most importantly, because it is "divided" itself, no matter how much the number is increased, the total amount of capabilities remains unchanged.

The greater the number of divisions, the lower the ability of a single individual!

"Well, the reason why the clone I created is unconscious is because I am not a mental patient with multiple personalities like Hassan Baimei!"

Shi Chen sighed and asked again in the sea of ​​consciousness:

"So how is Baimei Hassan doing now?"

This time, it was not Brother Dog who responded to him, but Diarmait.

"Don't worry, my lord."

Brother Brush's voice is still so magnetic... Shi Chen asked: "Is the matter resolved?"

"Well, the old man named Li Shuwen is always strong and has successfully calmed down Hassan."

"...how did you do it?"

"It's very simple. The old man made her sleep peacefully with a knife. If you want to find her, my lord, you may have to wait all night."

Is the old man so rude... Shi Chen said helplessly: "Okay, I understand."

There was no time, so the worst case scenario was to let the clone close its eyes and lean under the tree, saying that it had consumed too much just now and needed to rest for a while.

"Please wait a moment, my lord."

When Shi was about to gather his thoughts, Diarmait stopped him.

"what happened?"

"I know that you, the monarch, have something that you must complete. You need to leave a clone to avoid the two people around you. You do not have multiple personalities. You can guide part of my consciousness into the clone puppet you made. In this way , it will not consume too much of your soul power and mental power, Lord, and it can also successfully deceive the two people around you temporarily."

Let me wipe it, you can still do this kind of operation... Shi Chen was silent, and he said that he was shocked.

Seeing that Shi Chen didn't answer for a long time, Diarmait mistakenly thought that Shi Chen was doubting him, and his tone suddenly became solemn and sincere:

"Don't worry, even if I am partially conscious, I will never do anything detrimental to you, the monarch. Please believe me, my monarch!"

Brother Brush, I can't believe you even more when you act like this... Shi Chen was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "What should I do?"

"You don't have to do anything, my lord, I will separate part of my consciousness on my own. You only need to use the mask of Hassan Baimei to guide the consciousness I separated into the clone body."

Diarmait's voice became relaxed.

"Okay, just do it."

next moment,

In the seat of the heroic spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness, a humanoid shadow appeared in the projection.

However, the illusion is very looming.

He has dark curly hair and angular cheeks that are very handsome, especially the tear mole at the corner of his eye, which brings out his melancholy temperament and gradually blends into Shi Chen's eyebrows.

Shi Chen waved his hand, and then with a thought in his mind, his consciousness left the sea of ​​​​consciousness, opened his eyes, and returned to reality again.

As expected, there was a cool energy coming from between the eyebrows.

The skull mask reappeared on his face, glowing faintly under the deep rain.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Chen slowly gathered his soul power between his eyebrows. The energy emitted little mental fluctuations, and finally merged into the empty, lifeless eyes of the puppet clone.