Aoba Office

Mensit was almost nose to nose with me, staring at me with a pair of big eyes.

I smelled a wonderful fragrance on her body, like the fragrance of flowers, mixed with a strange smell of decay.

I pushed away Mingxit in front of me, but I wasn't surprised that she looked like this again.

The creator is dead, but the consciousness has been deeply rooted in the minds of all viewers.

Mingxit was angry and killed people, but the result was that everyone's attention could only be focused on the animation, and on herself.

The character's image was just a temporary hit when it was hyped, but now it's become more popular. It's certainly not surprising that Mencet will change back to this.

"What do you want to do?" I asked bluntly.

I already knew that it was impossible for me to kill Phensite. After all, the Ghost King has a physical form and can be destroyed. Spirits like Mingxit can be said to be immortal and will not disappear if human beings are immortal.

Even if I find the carrier that Mencet is attached to, I now know that the carrier that Mencet is attached to is a small stone sculpture among the Kaziana cultural relics. I even know that the stone sculpture is in a foreign museum and I can destroy it. But after that, a new spirit about death must be born.

In other words, right now, there must be other spirits related to death in this world.

However, among these related spirits, Mencet is probably the strongest.

It has existed for the longest time, and it has never been eliminated. It also has the mind of a demon and is not a pure god of death. Naturally, it will add a lot of layers of protection to itself.

Using the wealth of the world to invade the communication system is a layer of protection; absorbing the animated image may also be a layer of protection.

I don't doubt Phensite's abilities. There's a good chance she's already made multiple backups of herself.

"Does that game company or the artist have something like manuscripts that you control?" I asked bluntly.

Mingxit was so angry that he was about to have an attack. When he heard my question, he suddenly lost his exaggerated childish expression, straightened up, and looked down at me with lowered eyes. She stood with her feet apart, right next to my legs, with her hands on her waist, looking down from a high position.

However, her appearance is not really majestic, and she seems to be pretending to be an adult at the moment.

"There are a few backups." Mingxit's voice was low and he admitted frankly, "Modern people are really emotional things. Compared with your ancestors, you have more and thinner ideas, but you also have It’s easier to give birth to what I need.”

Mingsit grabbed it with his hand, and the sickle appeared in the air.

She placed the sickle in the air, sat on it, crossed her legs, and continued to maintain a high posture.

"You have seen that sculpture. The Kaziana people have worshiped me for so many years before they had something like that and gave birth to me. But now, the burning enthusiasm in a very short period of time is enough for me to find a new one. "

I raised my head and looked at Mencet, "Your original carrier is not the sculpture of Kaziana."

There was something strange in Mingxit's expression, "You followed me earlier."

"I was there during the funeral ceremony." I didn't hide it.

That place in the wilderness that looks like a mass grave is the starting point of Mencet, the place where it was born.

However, with wars and migrations, the mass grave gradually fell into disuse. Kaziana, which was later established, still worshiped the god of death, and added its own unique conception of demons to it. The ontology of Menset has changed, moving from a mass grave to a sculpture.

"You are more troublesome than I thought." Mingxit curled his lips, swayed on his feet, and looked away.

"Can we continue the previous conversation? I still have many questions to ask you." I said, suddenly thinking that if Mencet maintains this kind of main consciousness, I might be able to cooperate with it.

Without Ye Qing, I was actually a little flustered.

I've always been aware of my limitations. Ye Qing used me, but also protected me.

Ye Qing has forgotten me now, and has no contact with me anymore. So, finding another person to cooperate and ensure safety is a choice, a choice that Ye Qing could not take in the past.

If possible, it would be even better to use Mencet to kill that thing.

Mencet turned his head and said, "Okay. But let me ask first. What are you?"

"Humans." I said helplessly, "Energy people."

"This is impossible." Shenxit screamed and glared at me, "You must be honest when answering questions! If you lie to me, you will die!"

As Mencet's words fell, blue flames burst out between us, and a piece of parchment was born from the flames and hung in the air. There are golden words on the paper, which are shining brightly.

"Sign a contract. If you lie to me, your soul will belong to me." Mingsit said.

I didn't agree.

If I am desperate for this kind of unilateral restraint, I will need to ask Mingsit before I can sign it.

Mencet puffed up her cheeks, bent down in front of me, and threatened: "Sign the contract!"

"According to the devil's rules, you can't force me to do this kind of thing, right? You can kill people, and you have given them a condition in exchange. You may be very capable, or have very strong business skills, and you can kill everyone you want in one day But for those who know the truth, your approach is useless." I said calmly, "I have seen the Kaziana demon several times."

Mensit was startled, then sat back on the scythe, "Have you seen other Kaziana demons..."

She suddenly became sad.

After a while, she put away the parchment and said, "It seems that you are indeed a human being and a person with abilities. However, you are very special."

I looked at Mencet, hoping to get further explanation.

Chen Xiaoqiu's words have made me realize that the most important thing about me may not be my super abilities with great potential, but other things.

Chains appeared in my eyes.

As Meinsit grasped the scythe and raised the scythe high, the chains tied to her body rotated.

The branch chain extending out of the chain also swayed at this time, as if responding to Mencet's call.

I looked directly at Phensite, not defensive about her behavior.

Mencet reached out and grabbed one of the branch chains.

In the void, there were panicked cries.

"Help me! I agreed to save you! You can't watch me die!"

Mencet swung his scythe.

With a click, the chain broke and the sound in the void disappeared.

"He traded his life for his mother's survival. However, he just wanted her to take a breath and sign a will to exclude his brothers and sisters' inheritance rights." Mensit said calmly, putting the sickle behind him again.

Those chains also disappeared in my eyes.

"Can you see it?" Menseit asked, pointing to the direction where the chain extended before, "Your eyes moved there just now. You can see the mark of the soul."