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"how is this possible!?"

"Overdrive regeneration?"

"..."

When Selesia, Meteora, and Altair saw this scene, their pupils shrank in unison.

From near death to full recovery in an instant?Even if it is super-speed regeneration, it shouldn't be like this.

The power that gradually diffused from him became stronger and stronger, completely inconsistent with the natural law of 'regeneration must be consumed'.

"Meteora, this is..." Selesia looked in shock as her whole body was covered in silver.

Is this a transformation?

Meteora shook her head, and she couldn't explain the situation in front of her.

Do not……

Before, Weston gave her the feeling that he was a pretender. At that time, he was full of confusion, inferiority complex, confusion, and guilt.

These emotions took over his own being.

But at this moment, every time he took a step, the ground was like the surface of the sea, splashed with ripples, covered by the silvery white particles that covered him all over.

Although his steps are steady, against the backdrop of silver particles, it seems that there is a kind of "desire" in every step

If you want to describe it, it is the same as some colorful circus balls in this world. She is not referring to its inherently funny or funny, but a kind of immersion in its own world and taking pleasure in it. , Happy meaning.

The joy of being a human being, the joy of being a human being, the confidence in being loyal to one's own desires, a feeling of 'accepting the original self'.

……

The silver-white world gradually vibrated in the space, resonating with the surrounding atmosphere, as if forming an enchantment, spreading towards the surroundings.

Selesia and Meteora were also shrouded in it.

The moment they entered this area, the surrounding streets, trees, and buildings all changed.

"What is this..." Selesia looked at the ever-changing world in front of her eyes.There are elderly people, children, the convenience store next door, and delicious wives.

"Is it the concretization of ideas?" Meteora looked in amazement at the colorful and ever-changing world.

Human thoughts are changing infinitely every second, and everything Weston is doing at this moment is to visualize all of these.

This is the ultimate state that magicians desire, and it is also a proposition that philosophers will think about.

"In other words, his body was not repaired."

Meteora muttered to himself.

Although apart from his own thoughts, there are still people laughing and understanding each other, there is no fighting, no harmonious picture of war.

This is simply Weston's own utopia...

"Ah, what is that~!" Seleja suddenly screamed, pointing at her eyes.

Her naked body stood in front of the changing picture, posing like a street girl to seduce Weston.

Walking Weston showed a lewd smile, and hugged her.

"You lecherous bastard..." Seleja herself pulled out the sword of rebellion, and wanted to hack this person to death in anger.

"Wait, Selesia." Meteora stopped Selesia's behavior.

"why?"

"You see, you only exist in his mind for a moment." Meteora pointed to Selesia who was hugged naked, and then the image disappeared.

"In the thoughts of human males, there is a thought about sex every few tens of seconds. And we are by this guy's side, and it is normal for him to think of us." Meteora was expressionless He stared at the 'naked self' in the picture and was stripped of his clothes and spanked because he lost the game, without making any comments.

Listening to her words, Selesia couldn't help showing a shocked and astonished expression: "You said this is what he thinks every moment?"

Looking at the pictures, harmonious philosophical discussions, utopian society, fanatical research on science and magic, and a laboratory where everyone is united to contribute to the creation of the earth.

This is better.

But...the unbearable picture of the young girl loli, elf, goddess, girl with glasses, princess in military uniform, delicious wife, strong woman, Meteora, and herself... Selesia wanted to hit someone a little bit.

What made her even more annoyed was that the images that appeared every moment of her were either posing, or a stupid woman with no brains and passion who died with the enemy.

Isn't she so good?

This guy, who still has such a dream of being a harem king, really deserves to be beaten.

Looking directly at the magician's impression of herself and the imaginary picture, Seleja couldn't help asking the sage around her a little frantically: "You said before that you have removed his divinity, so he Isn't it more like a god?"

She could hardly bear it.

"No, this is a human being. I think in his previous state, he should not have such abilities." Speaking of this, Meteora paused: "People with dirty hearts will only stare at those pictures Keep looking. Look at other places, Selesia, there is no darkness in his world..."

"In that case, it is indeed..."

"Exactly. It is precisely because he has no divinity, no invincibility, and no feelings of indifference in reality. Therefore, the side about human desires and his ability has been perfectly interpreted and displayed at this moment. Here is His world, his Utopia... is really a young man who is loyal to his own desires." Meteora didn't know whether he was relieved or speechless at this moment.

At least compared to Weston's previous 'hedgehog' feeling of not being in touch with people at all, the world in front of him is much better.

If Weston had awakened such an ability at that time, it must have been a stagnant world compared to the colorful world in front of him, right?