Whistle Xiangzhi is Born Wrong [Interstellar]

Nishizawa obviously still opened his eyes, but all sensory perceptions faded from his body at this moment, and the whole person was completely immersed in the magical world constructed by the spiritual network.

He saw the tentacles of thought separating those runaway spirits, the memories and emotions contained in them were washed to pieces, countless pictures passed by his eyes, and chaotic voices sounded in his head.

The few people who were madly attacking him just a moment ago were seen thoroughly by him at this moment.

They will cry and laugh, they will cheer for the wonderful games, they will wave the flag and shout for the players they like, and after returning to their respective lives, they are actually just ordinary citizens of the league, working in all walks of life, for trivial things. Worry about little things, and try to live every day well.

It's a pity that the memories and emotions of these human beings are being shrouded in a thick black mist. The memories become distorted and the emotions become sharp. They scream and want to break through the shackles of Caesar's spiritual net.

The black mist carried the aura of another guide, catalyzing the sequelae caused by spiritual radiation, making them gradually lose themselves while completely becoming stronger.

Caesar looked very angry, and his anger was reflected in his spiritual power. The white light surged, crushing the black mist until it screamed.

The black mist was so painful that it forcibly jumped out of Andre and the others, and jumped into the air to transform into their respective spiritual bodies. Unwilling to be suppressed by Caesar, they jumped on him.

Oswald's eyes became dangerous. He knew that Caesar was at a critical moment, so he quickly called a griffin.

The golden-eyed behemoth jumped out of the void, flapped its wings and brought up a gust of wind, and unceremoniously scratched a gray wolf's face vigorously. Coerced, he took a step back while breathing in pain, and breathed out.

The Griffin stood in front of Caesar with the attitude of killing anyone who dared to come up first.

On the other side, Nishizawa's energy is all in the spiritual world, and he doesn't know what's going on outside. His mental power is swallowing up the black mist bit by bit. Every time he eats a bit, the white light expands a little. After swallowing the festering spirit of the outer layer, he found a person standing in the center of the black mist. The whole body of that person was densely covered by the black mist, and only half of his face was left.

That was obviously Andre, to be precise, it was Andre's consciousness.

His eyes were full of anger and anxiety, and Caesar heard him swearing, desperately waving his hands to get rid of the black mist on his body.

Seeing that he hadn't completely lost his will, Caesar breathed a sigh of relief and flew over quickly.

Seeing the person in front of him, Andre let out a cry of surprise.

"Boss! Why are you here?"

He didn't seem to know much about his situation, looked around suspiciously, and said, "Where is this? What is this dark thing? This thing has been entangled with me for a long time, and I can't break free! "

Caesar looked at him, trying to make sure that the other was the Andre he knew.

"You don't know what happened?" He said, "You have grown up just now, you dared to hit me, and my face still hurts now."

Andre opened his eyes wide: "Really...really?" After seeing Caesar's serious expression, he waved his hands frantically, "I don't remember anything, boss, don't lie to me! I'm a serious and good citizen Well, how could it be possible to hit you casually."

As he spoke, he became timid: "And how could I really hit you in the face..."

It's true Andre is right, he is gossiping and cowardly in front of him, a guy who is as lively as a monkey.

Caesar's high hanging heart relaxed a little.

He floated in front of Andre's shocked gaze, and the mental power emanated from him, covering the surface of that layer of black mist.

Andre stared blankly at his floating feet, and finally realized where he was.

When the black mist was touched by Caesar's mental power, it immediately made a sharp and piercing sound. They twisted and tightened, and Andre, who was tightly wrapped by him, let out a muffled groan.

"It hurts, boss..."

Hearing his words, Caesar seemed to have suddenly thought of something important, and his surging mental power paused.

He looked at the black mist that had been swallowed up by his mental power, and saw Andre's arm that had been corroded and turned a little dark below.

The white light of spiritual power floated on it, and actually drilled a small hole in his arm.

Caesar's pupils suddenly dilated, and quickly withdrew his mental power.

His consciousness was a little flustered, and he remembered that when he was on the coast of eternity before, when he met those crazy experimental subjects, it seemed that the mental power directly covered them in this way until all the runaway spirits were swallowed up.

He didn't even realize what he was doing at that time before. At this time, thousands of questions flooded into his mind, and finally merged into one——what happens after the spirit is completely swallowed up, is the other party's consciousness still there?

He looked at the small hole in Andre's arm, feeling a little unsure.

Andre also saw his own arm. At the moment Caesar's mental power swallowed up the black mist, some vague memories rushed into his consciousness.

He saw pairs of red eyes around him, and the bodies of the audience swelled one after another... In the flashing picture, facing Caesar's astonished expression, he punched without hesitation, and the punch The speed and strength are beyond his imagination. He has spent several years in boxing and kicking, and he has never reached such a level in a single day.

That was the power he craved.

But it is definitely not the power he deserves at this time.

"Boss...can you swallow this black and ugly thing?" He endured the burning pain in his consciousness, and forced out a smile, "Swallow it, it hurts a bit, but I can bear it, don't Just swallow me up."

Caesar looked at him, seeing the black mist rushing towards the only half of his face intensified, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

There's no reason why he can't control his spiritual power. As long as he swallows the black mist and the corroded places, and don't swallow Andre's own spirit, there should be no problem.

"Be patient." He said with some difficulty, "I will call you back when I go back to training."

Andre muttered something, but he didn't catch it.

Only then did the stagnant mental power stick out its tentacles tremblingly again, wrapping around the surface of the black mist.

Caesar concentrated on controlling the intensity of his mental power, from the outside to the inside, melting the black mist, and Andre's pale face appeared in the sharp scream.

He gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, fighting against the black mist that wanted to completely invade his consciousness, and gradually he felt that layer of scorching white light sticking to the edge of his consciousness.

The rotten superficial consciousness was swallowed up, and Caesar had a serious expression on his face. He stared at the progress of the spiritual power swallowing, his heart beating like a drum.

It wasn't until the corroded part was cut to the bottom, and the pure body was revealed, that he suddenly withdrew his tentacles and caught Andre, who was a little lax.

The black mist that was completely torn out was still struggling. Caesar had never been so angry before, and his aura broke out completely.

"I don't have time to play with you, there are still a few people waiting for me."

He didn't give the other party any room to breathe. All the power he suppressed just now exploded, like a fierce beast in a rage, it was completely crushed into slag and absorbed by the harsh sound of the black mist.

At the same time, Graf, who was in the VIP room of the auditorium, suddenly shook violently. Her spirit seemed to be burned, and she fell to the ground in pain like an electric shock all over her body.

She gasped heavily, her eyes rolled strangely, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

The author has something to say:

Happy holidays, darlings!

I went out on vacation, and the code words on my phone are a bit slow, so I can only shorten it _(:з」∠)_Sorry!

I am sorry to send you a small red envelope, come and beat me up (not