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However, wisps of black smoke were separating from Edmund's body and gathered in mid-air, forming a ferocious face and roaring silently.

Roar.

A roaring sound exploded in Charlotte's consciousness. He had withdrawn from the special state bestowed by Xinqing-Sword Spirit, and was no longer immune to psychic attacks. So at this moment, his mind suddenly became chaotic. In a ball, Charlotte's feet became unsteady, and she knelt and sat down.

'not good. '

Seeing this scene, half-god was startled, and quickly shouted in Charlotte's ear, trying to wake up Charlotte.However, Charlotte clutched her head in pain, and after being attacked by the sudden mind, the sequelae of the end of the absolute calm state began to attack at this moment, making him unable to respond at all.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

At this time, the ferocious face formed by the black mist let out a maniacal laugh, and this voice was the demon that had been smashed to pieces. "I didn't expect it, I'm back again."

Amidst the wild laughter, this face roared, rolled over, and pounced towards Charlotte, who was half kneeling on the ground with her head covered.

"This cowardly mortal body can't fully accommodate my soul, and it can't exert my strength at all. Your body is good, and now it belongs to me."

'you! ! ! '

Seeing the demigod phantom behind Charlotte, a look of fright and anger appeared on that blurred face, which made the devil laugh even more triumphantly and wildly.

As a former demon lord, how could it be so easily defeated? The cunning rabbit and the three caves, as a notorious demon who will encounter hostility wherever he goes, even in his former hometown, he would fight and kill , Will all kinds of life-saving means be lacking?

Fatty Ao can be resurrected with the help of a clone after death, and Ben was reborn once on the heir who inherited his godhead. Could it be that his methods are too bad?

Edmund's body, if it hadn't had no choice at the beginning, it wouldn't be attached to it.

But now, a more perfect body is in front of him. Wouldn't it be beautiful to take advantage of this opportunity to directly attach to it and slowly snatch it over?

A good body can better carry itself.

Although the blood of this mortal has not been carefully examined, the devil is sure that it definitely contains extraordinary ingredients, and it is very likely that it is a descendant of a god descendant.

Otherwise, why would the remaining consciousness of a good god depend on him.

Since the good god can do it, he can do the same, and even better, he has plenty of time to secretly influence this mortal.You must know that in the human heart, only desire is the most difficult to control, and unfortunately, the devil is born in desire.

As long as there is a little guidance, He Chou, a mortal camp, will drift towards chaos and evil bit by bit, and will be replaced by it in the end.

After all, in terms of playing tricks and bewitching people's hearts, the methods of the Good God are far, far from those of demons like it.

Thinking to this point.

The ferocious face, or the real soul of this demon, had already crashed into Charlotte's body, and then exploded suddenly.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah."

Charlotte cried out in pain, he felt as if his head was about to explode, a sense of chaos, evil, violence and desire for destruction was forcefully stuffed into his soul.

And the voice of the devil echoed arrogantly in his mind.

"Now, you belong to me—"

Suddenly, the voice was interrupted, and the severe pain in his head disappeared instantly, as if it had never happened before, as if what happened at the last moment was just an illusion.

"Well, what's going on here."

Charlotte is very sure that this is definitely not an illusion. The demon who has no real death extracted his soul from Edmond, and carried out a psychic attack on himself in an extremely insidious way, taking advantage of his defenseless Time flooded into him.

But what happened and why...

"Your Majesty, this is?"

'...it seems to have entered the depths of your consciousness directly. '

Facing Charlotte's question, the demigod's voice was also full of strange feelings.

'If I didn't guess wrong, it should, should, soon, immediately, and will come to me now. '

"Huh?"

'I thought it would have some means to directly snatch control of your body from you, but I didn't expect that it probably wanted to exert influence in the dark to lure you into the evil way before seizing control of you. '

The demigod's tone became even weirder.

'In this way, it is a spiritual confrontation. If one day, your behavior and mentality deviate from the right way, you will be affected and controlled by it, but the premise is...'

Speaking of this, the demigod can no longer speak, but in fact, even if the demigod doesn't say it, Charlotte can guess what he said before combining with the demigod.

The premise should be to let yourself fight against the demon's soul alone. If you win, you can still control your body. If you fail, you will be taken away by the demon.

But the problem is, it seems that a ray of consciousness of the demigod is also in his body.

Although there is no real power, demigods can't interfere with reality at all, but the confrontation between mind and consciousness, it seems that demigods can fully exert themselves.

Is this a goat's mouth or a door-to-door delivery?

……

Spiritual consciousness, a rather abstract understanding.

In the science of this world, although the exploration and application of psychology has gradually developed, compared to mysticism, it is still a little immature.

At least psychology can never think of what the scenery deep in a person's spiritual consciousness is.

After entering the depths of Charlotte's spiritual consciousness, the demon came to an extremely vast lake.

This is a still, as if dead lake, the lake water is turbid, and there is a thick mist around it, if it is not for stepping on the lake, it will be rippling in circles, the devil thinks he has come to a different place noodle.

Because this place is really too big and open, how can a mortal's spiritual consciousness be so vast, with its sight, let alone see the boundary of this spiritual world, even the surrounding fog cannot be seen through.

What exactly is going on?

Having used the [Magical Pot Soul] spell, the devil knows very well that human beings have limits, so the world is as big as the heart is, which is completely nonsense, and it is absolutely impossible to expand to the level in front of you.

Just when the devil was suspicious, a sigh suddenly sounded.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I just had a big fight with an uninvited guest here, and another one came in less than an hour."

Chapter 77

Entering this vast white world in the form of a soul, the demon who came to this calm, dead lake showed its complete appearance.

The huge body was covered with red obsidian armor that was burnt to the ground by flames, and the scorched bone wings were engraved with runes representing darkness and evil. In the pair of eyes under the horned helmet, red flames burned , the recurved hoofs stepped on the karmic fire of the red lotus.

But at this moment, the devil didn't have any carelessness, because it knew very well that if it didn't come to the wrong place, this place should be the deepest part of the mortal's mind and consciousness named Charlotte.

Even if it looks like here, it's a bit outrageous.

Although I don't know why, this mortal, who is suspected to be a descendant of the gods, has such a vast and... strange spiritual world, but it does not prevent the demon from being very satisfied with it.

After all, everything in the future will belong to it.

As long as it takes its time, with its self-confidence, it can definitely lead this mortal to the chaotic and evil camp, and be swallowed by it bit by bit, and replaced by it.

So what if there is a residual consciousness of a good god?Even when these good gods reach their peak power, there is nothing they can do about this kind of evil, and even the believers, voters, and favored ones under their command will end up degenerate.

It is difficult to learn well, and easy to learn badly. I deeply know this demon who has never broken the truth through the ages, and I have enough confidence and time to fulfill its expectations.

But the good god consciousness in Charlotte is also a trouble in the eyes of the devil. If it can be sealed or suppressed, then the last sliver of luck will not happen.

Therefore, after the devil enters this spiritual world, the first thing to do is to find out the consciousness of this good god, and then isolate and seal it. With all the positive energy destroyed, no matter how much power this good god's consciousness has left, it should be exhausted at this time.

But when this sudden sound sounded, for some reason, the demon felt a burst of uneasiness.

As the sigh fell, there was only the sound of stepping on the water, and in the dense fog not far from the devil, a figure was looming, stepping on the lake, walking towards the devil step by step.

"You, who are you?"

"Sky Crystal Sword, Phoenix Heart, lonely and lonely for thousands of years.

The demon of the sky died, and the gods and Buddhas kalpaed, so I asked the sky about the fate of my life.

Watch the ebb and flow of the general trend, watch the various states of the dynasty and the world.

Waiting for the world of mortals to fall, it will be a battle against the years. "

(PS: Be gentle with the complaints, this is a poem title that the author spent more than half an hour tailor-made, please, don’t look at Xingchen’s face, you have to look at Xingchen’s hard work, at least better than Teacher Mingming .)

An old voice, singing the epitome of a lifetime, passed on leisurely.

In an instant, looking around, the dense fog that covered everything began to roll endlessly, as if some invisible force was stirring and churning, until the sea of ​​fog parted, a figure in common clothes with white hair and an old face walked slowly walked out.

Even if this person speaks a language that the devil has never heard, and sings a poem that has never appeared before, but because this place is the world of the soul, even if the devil does not use the supernatural spell that understands the language, it can still fully understand the song. meaning expressed in the poem.

This is not a long-lived species, spending a long time indifferently, watching the ebb and flow of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the mentality of watching with cold eyes.

It is a short-lived species, which has passed through a thousand years and is immortal. All familiar things are gone but the sad feeling is unforgettable.

But in the last sentence, all the sadness, loneliness, and memories have turned into an unshakable and unshakable fighting spirit, like an excalibur that has been dusty for thousands of years, and it will still be as sharp as ever when it sees the light of day again.

This person, and Charlotte in the real world, give the devil a completely different feeling, and they cannot be compared at all.

Although in its memory, there has never been a record of the person in front of it, but at this moment, the demon directly blurted out, "You, are you the good god behind this mortal?"

"God? I'm sorry, Wentian in Xianangong—"

This old but tall figure replied with a self-deprecating smile, "—a mere mortal who can't see through life and death, can't stand loneliness, and has ups and downs in his life."

"... Roar!"

In the demon's eyes, the flames became hotter and hotter. On the bone wings behind him, the runes branded by the 66 branding punishments lit up with a dim red light one by one. It stretched out its hand to grab it, and it decapitated like flames and lightning. The sword appeared in its left hand, and after holding it in its right hand, a ball of flame rose up and then stretched and elongated to form a fire whip.

"Are you fooling me?"

Holding a decapitating sword in his hand and waving a fire whip, it roared at the person who came in front of him.

"Enough is enough, no matter which remnant of a good god you are, it's time to end now."

"How much power do you still have to squander? If it is already a candle in the wind, then you will die."

"……poor guy."

Facing the ferocious demon, the demigod sighed slightly, and then said, "Do you think this is the spiritual world of this little guy?"

"what?"

"Although at first, I thought you were really going there, so I waited outside, but I didn't think that you went to the wrong place."

Wrong place?

Hearing this, the demon was stunned for a moment, and then, he thought of this vast spiritual world that was so vast that it couldn't see the end with its capabilities.

"You, what are you talking about?"

A bad premonition surfaced in the depths of the devil's consciousness. It only reacted when the person in front of him said it. It seemed that the surrounding, no, the entire lake and the surrounding dense fog were filled with undetectable The...Malicious! ?

"Here, isn't it? Impossible?"

"Of course this is not the little guy's spiritual world, didn't I say that?" The demigod sighed, "You went to the wrong place, because this is..."

Before the demigod opened his mouth to say what this place was, another voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the demigod's words, and said first:

"This is my dreamland!"

A chill swept over the demon's heart, it turned around suddenly, and looked at the source of the second voice.

Behind it, about ten meters away, a silver-haired girl appeared, with a shallow arc on her face, as if she was smiling or grinning.

"This demigod came here not to stop you, but to stop me..." Yingsheng Yanyu's voice spit out from the silver-haired girl's mouth "...stop me, and recover too much power after devouring you completely , Let his efforts go to waste."

"Wait..."

Before the demon was furious because of the tone of these two people and their attitude of looking down on it, eight sword lights of different colors suddenly appeared, and before it could react, it chopped off its entire body. Fragmented.

Before it was over, at this moment, the dense fog suddenly dissipated completely, and a blood moon fell from the sky, shedding vast moonlight.

And this was the last view the demon saw.

Chapter 78 Closing

Charlotte no longer has the energy and stamina to think about the end of the demon that entered his consciousness. After all, this is really no longer a direction he can do his best, and it can even be said that he is powerless. He can only trust that demigod .

So after the fierce battle was over, he staggered under his feet, his legs went limp, and he sat on the ground directly. The belated exhaustion instantly defeated Charlotte's strength, making him seem to have experienced a Like a long-distance race, panting violently.

But this battle is much more tiring than long-distance running.

At least for long-distance running, Charlotte will definitely not feel her throat burning due to exhaustion, and her shirt will be drenched in sweat profusely.

And it would not cause him to suffer heavy losses. Even if she didn't think carefully, Charlotte knew that, except for the luggage left on the last train leaving the city, she was... bankrupt.

The battle just now was exciting, and even thinking about it now, Charlotte felt unreal.

The evil intent on destroying a city retreated in front of the heroes who stepped forward, and the brave, blessed by the gods, defeated the invincible demon king... Which third-rate script is this plot!