——Same, another self.

I have to say that Xiao Lan has come up with an amazing result.

Perhaps it is not a replica team, it may be a future self who travels through time and space, or a parallel world self who arrives.

But, one thing is completely certain-

There is another self, and...he has come to this world.

Once all the impossibility is eliminated, no matter how incredible the rest is, it is the truth.

If this is not the case, is it still an omniscient and omnipotent powerful person who sees his miserable misery and gives the protagonist everything that goes smoothly?

He would never believe the plot in this way.

So, it can only be artificial, or it can only be himself!

Thinking about the thoughts of the future, parallel, or copying person, Xiao Lan, who had been standing under the tree for a few seconds, curled her lips slightly, and climbed up like a ninja, using the steel bars pierced into the tree trunk as the last springboard to jump onto the tree canopy, and grabbed the demon's hand and jumped back to the ground.

It's so easy... According to the general plot, shouldn't there be any monsters blocking the way out at this time?

Originally, he would have asked himself in such a suspicious way, but there was no need to understand the essence of the manipulator behind the scenes.

It is undoubtedly his own style to grasp the development of things as completely as possible.

——Then, there is no need to be confused about what you should do next.

"Another me? I left me with such a gift. I really understand the essence of the Zhongzhou team... Then, let me see the most critical part."

She murmured to herself with emotion. Xiao Lan let out a long sigh, then resolutely raised her arm covered with ferocious scales and was shining with strange light like a demon, and pressed it directly on the end of the wound with tentacles squirming on her shoulders-

"Swish..."

A sound of tentacles tangled and tangled like a sound was clearly heard. The blood vessels and muscles at the joint wounds began to move like snakes. The blood vessels, meridians, muscles, tendons, and broken positions were automatically found and reconnected. Then Xiao Lan gasped and muffled.

──So hot.

It's like being locked in a stone chamber of steam.

The heat of invasion from the root of the shoulder is like a tiny insect that swallows cells.

The shoulders and arms seemed to be covered with honey. Ten thousand heads gathered, and groups of insects and ants were swaying.

───So hot.

It burned from inside the body.

It is more like a pan covered with a lid than a steam stone chamber.

The sound of a whoosh, and if you are not careful, it will burn black without realizing it.

────So hot.

The heat is not the body, but the heart.

Jilijilijilijijijibujibujibujibujibujibujibujibujibujibujibuji

The heat of burning out the genetic cells and rewriting them gradually spreads vigorously and carefully.

The magic sword technique that is manifested with virtual reality and fantasy. The sword technique that has been tempered for decades has been a day, and the breeding suit of one's own clothing is constructed with will, and the magic power that exerts several times of the body's function explodes...

Another self named Xiao Lan, whose combat experience belongs to him, his combat intelligence, and his unknown knowledge is incurable with an unprocessable heat. It turns into ultimate pain and stabs the shoulder and the chest into his mind.

What flows in is not just another of his own combat experience, but the toxins of power are also eroding individuals named Xiao Lan.

At the same time, it was added to the soul and the **. The burning of the double heat was sharply like a slash, like a long blade piercing from his shoulders. It made him clearly feel the illusion of creaking and stirring in his body.

Control the vitality of life energy and create forms from nothing; manipulate the imaginary spiritual energy and inject life into the form.

The magic power born from the intersection and yang has endless uses, but once it is excessive... it is a poison that is enough to deprive yourself of.

The moment she took the demon's hand, Xiao Lan almost felt that she was dead, but her eyes that could not see the vast void clearly saw the vast void-

The world of the broken heart blows with the strong wind of despair.

Under the pressure of steel-like wind, the body consciousness gradually collapsed without feeling.

The sword storm called knowledge and experience, cutting this world without any mercy, blending into it while ruthlessly destroying it.

This is really a painful way to learn, but Xiao Lan can still tolerate it, if... there is no such a sound of being beaten.

"When you first meet, another me who is enduring pain, you can hear this sentence, which means you have found the hand of the demon and choose to merge it." The vast void that does not exist in the present world sounded an extremely familiar but somewhat strange voice that belongs to Xiao Lan but does not belong to him. "Believe me, this is definitely the right choice. But first, I ask a question... have you been parasitized by las-plagas?"

This may be a bad thing. It’s just a message, but it’s actually using such a questionable sentence.

——However, this also illustrates the steps that will be explained next.

"If not, it means that you are ready to enter with your will. After obtaining this arm, just inherit the experience and skills left behind in it. You can choose not to listen without doubt after the guidance of your heart.

But unfortunately, this situation no longer existed from the beginning.

So, what's next is the key: what message did this guy leave for himself?

The answer is revealed soon...

"But if you are still listening and being parasitized, that means that the Zhongzhou team is indeed in the den of a tiger. You are fatally threatened as soon as you are resurrected and then held someone hostage. There is a 70% chance that you will be destroyed by the right hand holding a dagger because of a rash counterattack. After all, killing a teammate requires deducting 1,000 reward points. But throwing it into this dead world full of nuclear radiation is only a few hundred points. With the thinking of the Zhongzhou captain who has just experienced the destruction of the team, it must be this decision. In this way, you will definitely not be able to escape the parasitism of Margini without any strengthening or preparation... But don't worry, the kiss of the Queen Bee will guide a certainty."

"Amazon Soul Flower, you should know this thing? In "Doctor Incarnation", Hyde's raw material for madness potion, the parasite contains genes containing this plant. It can effectively divide the soul and give human dark side life... Well, you should have felt that the abnormal impulse that does not belong to yourself before." Xiao Lan was stunned when she heard this. She even ignored the swelling pain that was almost burst by the powerful magic power poured in. "Originally, you might be able to suppress it by pure will, but after fusing with the demon's hand, the influx of magic power will amplify it to the extreme."

"To put it simply, it is the so-called demonization."

Xiao Lan's sudden enlightenment was heard: No wonder the influx of magic is so fierce, no wonder the inheritance of knowledge is so painful...

It turned out that it was not him who accepted all this.

But it is composed of the ** and impulses that permeate from the deepest part of his consciousness, and is also called Xiao Lan, but it does not equal the demon in his heart!

In reality, the man was already trembling and kneeling on the ground. The actual madness stained the solidified pupils like toxins, gradually turning it into a red blood-burning red. In the demonic arm that was pressed tightly by his left hand on his shoulder, a samurai sword with a blue light shining on his sharp blade had emerged without realizing it. But this man had no time to express his curiosity about it, because he was desperately suppressing the continuous emergence in his body, not knowing what to do, or even having hostility, and there was only the murderous intent of "kill".

He can no longer suppress it, but... there is no need to suppress it.

"Let go of the constraints of consciousness and follow the feeling. Feel the dark side of the heart, representing the absolute demonic power." The brain seems to have fallen into anxiety due to the high temperature, and the sound that comes into my mind is as ethereal as clouds. "Once the threat you encounter is enough to threaten life, it will automatically enter the demonized state, and then it will go wild to implement the purpose of survival, killing all the threats that can cause threats until you are killed or the magic power that maintains the demonization is exhausted. The Zanpakura left to you will achieve a first solution that is not under your control. Before you find true liberation, you can only use it in the demonized state, but... this power is enough for you to survive the most difficult early stage."

"Do you like to listen to this last sentence? I am following Dante's multi-style comprehensive development path. Your words... My true nature is to concentrate on becoming a Dark Killer: Virgil!"

The last sentence fell heavily, and the message from another self finally ended.

——In response to this, Xiao Lan used the last consciousness to be retained.

"Virgil... Why is this situation more like Nero, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt untied the shackles of his soul, and no longer resisted, he completely accepted the power of the dark side of his heart—

In an instant, with Xiao Lan half-kneeling on the ground, the powerful magic power spiraled into a strong wind and rolled up a vortex.

And in this bursting wind, a blue flash that illuminated everything around him suddenly appeared like thunder. The rising intimidating momentum made the air around him seem to howl like trembling.

The dark blue, the material like the soul, and the fluid-like veins quickly condensed into a dark blue light behind him. He held a samurai sword of the same material in his hand. His face was the same as himself but wrapped in heterogeneous armor. The extremely conspicuous pair of pupils, which were several times brighter than his blood, burst into a chilling light.

Demonization...

The entity of the dark side of the mind is concrete, and the Zanpakura also reaches its initial solution in this state, which is the strongest form he reaches at this moment.

However, due to the crazy extraction of the dark side without restraint, the magic power gushed out from the demon's hand has long exceeded the limit of the body's capacity. If you don't find a way to vent it, the result will be the self-destruction of Xiao Lan!

——So, swing the knife.

The bloody flames burned in his eyes, and Xiao Lan let out a roar of unknown significance. While the demon figure behind him made the same move, the light on the samurai sword in his hand was lit up to the extreme in an instant... Slash!

The naked eye could not capture the trajectory of this sword at all. All I saw was the gorgeous bright marks left by this slash, and the gorgeous silver light that was hundreds of meters wide roared out.

However, Xiao Lan could not see the result of her attack...

He poured all the magic power into it. After sweeping the strongest blow with all his might, the phantom of the demon behind him burst out with a blue flash, and at the next moment he broke into a scattered spot of light with the samurai sword. He himself also completely lost consciousness at the same time.

What will he face in the future after being achieved by the pre-destined demonization but falls into a coma?
Chapter completed!