leading to the throne

Chapter 103 Transformation!

The method of using the projection mirror is not complicated, and there is nothing to study and become familiar with. Besides, Colin has already done experiments with mice before.However, this is a holy relic after all, so he will be more cautious.

"When experimenting with mice, the mice didn't wear clothes, and the differentiated incarnations couldn't see the fabric problem, but what about my clothes?" He glanced at the vacuum-packed clothes next to him and fell into deep thought. "On the other hand, if I put other clothes on the avatar after the avatar is formed, what will happen to the clothes when I cancel the avatar?"

But soon, he realized that the focus of his entanglement was not right, he stopped thinking about it, and then took the mirror, moved his face closer, and took a look.

Driven by Ke Lin's consciousness, the aura poured into the mirror from his hand.

The blurry mirror surface glowed and gradually became clear, reflecting Colin's face.

On the opposite side, a vague figure gradually appeared, became clearer, and finally turned into the appearance of Colin.

To Colin's relief, the score was wearing clothes.

"As expected of a holy relic, even the clothes can be copied together, which saves a lot of trouble."

The so-called avatar has no independent consciousness, and is still controlled by Colin. To him, it is like suddenly having two extra hands and two feet, but what is more interesting and unaccustomed to him is how much Sensory organs such as eyes, ears, mouth and nose.For example, now, in his consciousness, there are two perspectives, and he can still see himself, just like controlling a drone with all-round perception.

"It still takes a while to get familiar with it. If you want to suddenly master the avatar and the main body, you have to go through a process."

He raised his hand and touched his body.

I really felt the tyranny of the main body and the weakness of the clone.

"The physique of ordinary people is not small compared with the first-level perfect physical body after several spiritual washings, but it is perfect for a cover. After all, the one I registered in the government file is A first-order transcendent, save me from pretending to be a first-order, huh?"

Suddenly, Colin was taken aback.

"I was originally a first-order man. Although due to some unexpected circumstances, I have reached the first-order consummation, isn't the first-order consummation also a first-order? What are you pretending to be? I have to change my mentality in the past. No, it's because I'm too depressed these days Well, with the identity of 'Colin Varlin', there are really too many restrictions."

Rubbing between his brows, he felt that this avatar operation was also an opportunity to release his suppressed emotions.

"In short, let's try to separate the avatar and the main body first. Is there a distance limit?"

After thinking for a moment, Colin took off his clothes and replaced them with the one that Gerson had prepared for him in the vacuum package.

This is a set of tights, the whole body is black, and it is wrapped from the neck down to the feet. Not only is it close to the body, but it also has good air permeability and heat retention, and it is also elastic. It seems to be some kind of new material.

"My figure is not bad, I still have a little fat, but after a few times of spiritual washing, my body fat percentage is very low, I have to test it when I have time."

He put the changed shoes on his feet, thought for a while, and put on the coat he was wearing before.

"Just wearing tights and walking on the street, wouldn't that be a pervert? This time the preparations are still not enough. Shoes, coats and the like must be prepared in advance to prevent people from discovering the clues."

Thinking of this, he took out another mask from his backpack and put it on.

The surface of this mask is not smooth, it is pitted, and with a silver-white background, it looks like sulfuric acid has been splashed on the face. Colin called it the "A-type sulfuric acid face" mask, which was exactly what he was doing in Wanling. The homemade one in the temple.

"Identity must also have continuity, just let the identity of 'Piercer' come out to breathe, and share a little pressure on 'Colin Varlin'."

After finishing these, Colin stuffed the remaining things into the bag and handed them over to the avatar.

He controlled the avatar with the backpack on his back, and walked out slowly. He came to the side of Old Bill and said, "Think about it carefully, since you're here, why don't you stay here and help out."

"The consciousness is very high and there is a bright future, but I still have to remind you that there is no overtime pay for working overtime here."

"fine."

Colin needs some alibi.

the other side.

After the avatar walked away, the main body of Ke Lin, who had changed his clothes and put on a mask, let out a long breath, as if suddenly unloading layers of heavy burdens, and felt a sense of relaxation and comfort!
"From this moment on, I am no longer Colin Varlin! I can be myself again!"

He suddenly made a strange posture, and then, he hid his body, moved his legs, and rushed out!

Night falls.

Fort Bolsen was gradually shrouded in darkness.

But this ordinary city in the past has not been very peaceful recently. Although the turmoil caused by the Hall of All Souls has been calmed down, the undercurrent that originally existed in the city has intensified.

In the dark alley, the couple who just watched the movie and are going back are walking leisurely.

Sudden.

"Stop...stop!" The man with the gun staggered out of the shadows, pointed at the young couple, and shouted, "Take...all the money out!"

The woman screamed and hid behind the man.

"Dude, calm down." The man tried to calm down the gunman. He found that the other person had dark skin and a shaky appearance. He felt that he had either taken too much alcohol or drank too much. "We don't have much money. Look..." He took out his wallet, and after opening it, it was empty, "Think about it, real rich people don't go here."

"Even you are fooling me!"

The gangster with the gun is angry, and the gun is about to fire!
But a pitch-black figure descended from the sky, put his knee against the gangster's neck, and pressed him to the ground.

He gasped for breath, struggling to get up.

But Gerson, in black tights, a red wind scarf and a metal mask, raised his leg and punched it down, knocking out the gun-wielding black man.

"Thank you... Thank you. Are you the legendary dark vigilante?" The man on the opposite side looked at the vigilante who fell from the sky, and was even more nervous than before. "There have been too many illegal immigrants in Clovis in the past two years. Law and order keeps deteriorating, thanks to you for keeping order."

Gerson ignored him, took out an instrument that looked like a pocket watch, and frowned.

"The source of the virus fluctuations is not the man with the gun."

He raised his head, looked at the man opposite, and said, "After being infected by the mutated virus, once the mood fluctuates violently, there will be a risk of mutating, emitting a special wavelength."

"What are you talking about?" The man backed away slowly, his brow dripping with sweat, "Are you with that illegal immigrant?"

"He's telling you to be careful."

Suddenly, a crisp voice came from behind the young couple.

But before the man looked over, he felt that there was nothing behind him, and his wife who was holding his clothes was pulled away!

He looked back and saw a tall woman with long braids in a red leather jacket and a leather mask. This woman was pinching his wife's neck and lifting her up in the air.

"Let go of her!"

The man rushed over like crazy, but when the woman in leather raised her hand, silk threads flew towards him, entangled the man!

"Stay honestly and take a closer look. Does your wife look like this in your memory?"

The girl in leather sent the young woman forward. The street lamp illuminated the young woman's face, revealing a ferocious and ferocious face. Her eyes were red, her veins were knotted, and her mouth was full of fangs!
The young husband was startled and collapsed on the ground.

"Margot, you... what's wrong with you?"

"She's got the virus, isn't it, Night Stalker, why don't you explain it, this is your city after all." The woman in leather looked at Gerson, but saw the latter looking diagonally upwards as if facing an enemy.

"Ok?"

She followed Gerson's gaze and saw two figures standing on the roof.

A huge moon hangs in the sky behind them.

The woman in leather couldn't see their faces clearly for a moment.

But one of them laughed.

"Wonderful, really wonderful. I originally wanted to catch a masked man, but I didn't expect to get a chick in a sex suit as a gift. Great, now I have both credit and fun. Just use you to tell Bolsenburg, we will come Already!"

(End of this chapter)