Others are information flows, but she is not?
Things of the same origin are bound to merge, just like water merges into water, fire merges into fire... She must always stay focused and confirm who she is at all times so that she can preserve herself while walking.
Otherwise she would melt here.
The flesh on her feet was stuck to the mud.
The information she has forgotten will turn into flesh and blood on the soles of her feet and be pulled off. The more confused and hesitant she is, a large piece of flesh and blood will be torn off with every step she takes. Eventually, she will lose her legs, her belly, and all the flesh and blood on her body and will be swallowed and digested by the quagmire.
The instructor seemed to have mentioned that she had gone through this complete process?
Is she serious?
Is it true that someone can be swallowed and digested like this, and then re-formed bit by bit to obtain a pure "divine body"?
Xia Yibing often told her, "You can't trust that crow completely. I suspect many of her statements are just exaggerations."
"..." Hitzfeld now felt that Ms. Yusilian was being too conservative.
Being able to do this, she is worthy of being the Queen of Blood!
So what should I do…
Will I be devoured like this once again...
Is Xia experiencing the same thing?
But I can realize this...
Is she destined to be like these mummies...?
Hitzfeld began to doubt.
Start to worry.
She suddenly felt shorter than before.
The body here had no sense of pain, so she could only lower her head and see that her ankle was broken, the large piece of flesh and blood along with both of her feet being torn off by the mud.
Pulling the corner of her mouth, she hurriedly accelerated.
Fortunately, she had no sense of pain, otherwise she would not be able to walk at all... But even so, she was still inevitably torn of flesh and blood by the environment. More and more information streams tried to pour into her spirit and pollute her consciousness. Her thoughts gradually became confused and her speed became slower and slower.
pat!
Finally, she lost her strength and fell into the mud with only her upper body left. She was already somewhat confused at this point, and even forgot why she was moving forward or what was ahead. She only knew that she had to do this, and she tried her best to drag her broken body through the mud.
The child climbed forward again.
Stab it!
The flesh was torn from her ribs.
Stab it!
Her face was like a skull.
The existence called "Aisun-Hitzfell", her cognition, they flowed and merged with the swamp. Her spirit gradually sank. The darkness regained its calm.
I don’t know how many billions of years had passed before a golden light appeared in the mud.
It was an eyeball.
Her remaining flesh and blood finally formed an eyeball. It was as black as ink, with golden divine fire burning inside. It began to spin in the mud like a top.
The information streams that had originally merged into the quagmire were absorbed by this eyeball and once again formed the spirit body of "Aisun Hitzfeld".
It was no longer perfect, but had become identical to the body she had in reality.
Am I... resurrected?
Standing in the mud, the girl tried to clench her hands.
Control over my body returned.
Thoughts and consciousness return in full force.
So the previous body is still unusable?
You have to go through this process...
The so-called "refining".
After all, God's Eye was of great help.
Feeling as if there were tentacles wriggling softly in his brain, Hitzfeld no longer found the feeling disgusting.
She knew this was the price.
Her body was covered with a golden edge, and her bare feet would cause the mud to retreat when she stepped on the ground.
She lost her freedom, but as long as the Divine Eye existed, no external information flow could pollute her anymore.
This repelling force would cause the corpses around to melt and retreat. Hitzfeld seized this opportunity to move forward quickly. After a long period of exploration, which she had no idea how long it lasted, she saw that thing.
A truly dark tree.
He is not black, but a flaw in the darkness. He stands in the center of this dark world, and all the corpses are making pilgrimage to Him.
The moment she saw Him, Hitzfeld felt as if her gaze and consciousness were being pulled away. At this moment, the divine eye shone with golden light, which pulled her consciousness back again.
This should be, this should be the blessing from the Sun King Aymen Harwin to me.
Quietly wiping away the non-existent sweat, Hitzfeld began to think about what she should do next?
She had been through everything that Lady Usilian had been through, so should she go to the tree and touch Him?
Can you become a god by doing this?
Or does it require me to truly unite with Him...
Just like Amen Harwin versus a mother tree.
My thoughts are a little confused.
As if sensing her irritation, the path leading to the tree trunk split apart spontaneously. The surging information flow wrapped up countless spirit corpses and faded to both sides, as if welcoming the new king here.
Hitzfeld understood—she needed a choice.
Without a moment's hesitation, she turned and walked towards the receding mud, stepping into it before it escaped. She was very arrogant, like a fisherman who was so angry that his fishing line broke and had to go down to the river himself to catch prey in this most primitive way!
Isn't this a matter of course?
Such thoughts filled her mind.
What is the difference between becoming a god and not becoming a god...
The purpose of my becoming a god is to protect you...to protect this world where you exist!
If I don't have you, what's the point of me coming here?
What a shit mother tree...
Be good to me.
As soon as possible.
In perfect condition!
Give back "Shasha-Emaar"!
The will was more condensed than ever before, and at the moment this thought came into being, the hand that reached into the mud finally grabbed something.
With a strong pull, Xia Yibing's spirit was pulled out with her eyes closed.
The woman opened her eyes and blinked twice.
"Aisun?"
"We are..."
She had absolutely no idea what was going on.
She had no preference. Hitzfeld could regain consciousness thanks to the misunderstanding of the mother tree, but she couldn't. For her, everything went black before her eyes just now, and when she opened her eyes again, this is what she saw.
My thoughts are still a little muddled... I don't know why...
But before Xia Yibing could see clearly what was around her, she felt the girl's body rushing towards her.
They hugged each other tightly, their soft lips overlapped and rubbed against each other. The golden edge of light gradually spread to the woman's body, wrapping them both up.
So mom, I guess this is my answer…
Hitzfeld immersed himself in the process.
She thought about it.
Really thought it through.
I've thought it through 100 percent.
If this is the origin.
If this is the beginning.
Then it’s just right to rewrite everything here and erase all the sadness and regrets in your own way.
She wants to plan her own future.
Even if I become a god, I want to be with her.
Just like that... holding the woman in her arms, she led her towards the outline of the tree.
They came to the tree together, and she grabbed her hand and stayed close to her, firmly, without regrets, and resolutely, and touched Him together with her.
Aisuen...?
The woman widened her eyes, and from the other person's gaze, she gradually understood the other person's intentions.
You're willing to die with me.
Then how can I be stingy... and live with you forever.
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Three in one again!
Jie Jie Jie Jie!
Say! Ellie is awesome!
Chapter 59: The Ice Lake in My Heart (Three in One)
In mid-October 1986, a rescue team arrived from afar.
They crossed the Orwater Mountains at the northernmost tip of Icarolina, passed through an ice field and arrived at Ice Lake Town, where they took over the "Ice Lake Curse" case reported by many townspeople.
"So you personally know nothing?" Ethan Doyle looked up from the records, his tone was quite incredible, "You have been the mayor here for so many years, but you have never cared about the strange noises coming from the mountains every month?"
"I can explain it! ... Officer!" The man opposite - the mayor of this town, Polly, wrung his hands to defend himself, "Because this kind of thing has never happened before... It's as serious as this time... It's the first time... I hope you can understand..."
"That's not a reason." Ethan interrupted him directly and picked up the pen cap to put it on.
Obviously, he had decided that there was no point in continuing to question Polly, and that this task could be handed over to those trainee agents who were brought out to see the world. For him, he might as well use his time to do more important things.
"Officer! Officer! This really has nothing to do with us!!"
Polly got anxious when he saw this, and rushed over to block the gate to prevent them from leaving, shouting, "It is all due to our unremitting efforts that Binghu Town has gradually transformed from a run-down fishing village into what it is today! Please learn more about the facts! These are the truths of the town!"
If these people took such files back to Wayne, Polly's wish to enter Sara's power system as mayor would certainly be dashed.
The reason is simple - such a serious evil incident occurred during his term, and he, as the first responsible person in the area, did not take any precautions in advance. This is undoubtedly dereliction of duty.
So he was almost asking for trouble... If he didn't work to bring Ice Lake Town into Sara's territory, he, as the mayor, would be like a chief of the native tribe to Sara. No prince or noble would have nothing better to do than to take care of the appointment and responsibilities of the native chief.
But if he succeeds in this operation, the Sara people will immediately remove him from his position, and everything he has been doing for a long time will be just a favor to others.
So how could he be willing to give up? He was determined to save the patient no matter what.
But Ethan didn't give him such an opportunity. He picked up the big hat on the table and put it on himself, and asked calmly: "Then how do you explain the ancient witch in the town?"
"Gu..." Polly opened his mouth and began to stutter.
"According to the report we received, the ancient witch... Geyeso, once tried to murder the townspeople on the ice field. And we have reliable intelligence that is enough to prove that he is actually an evil disciple in disguise!"
At this point, Ethan's tone became extremely stern: "How do you explain all this, Mayor? This was not the guarantee when you signed the theocracy agreement with us! You promised to manage the local beliefs here well!"
