Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 1902 Chapter Separation of Consciousness

"I am willing to sign a contract."

"I am willing to regard the Lord of the Supreme as a belief in my lifetime."

"I am willing to dedicate my soul to the most respected Lord, just in exchange for strength..."

Popota perceives the imprint of the real name in the space of thought, and there seems to be a whisper in the ear, which is a clause when he signed the contract with the demon.

These articles are repeatedly mourning, seemingly reminding Popota, it is time to fulfill their contract.

Popota’s mood at the moment is sad and regrets. His shortest life, the most sorrow is also the most wrong step in the journey, that is, for the unreachable "goal", chose to be with the devil.

If he did not take this move, why did he become what he is today, and why he ended up so badly.

How could he not regret it?

It can be regrettable to use it again. Everything has already happened. Even if he wants to tear up the contract, he has no power to resist in the face of the ancient and powerful existence of the demon.

Only sad but helpless waiting, the moment of life is completely depressed, the soul falls into the abyss.

When Poptata had already died, the outside world, Angel looked at Popota, who was almost about to become a skeleton, and said to Sanders: "His thinking has completely shrunk and no longer feels outward. Now, Did you get started?"

Sanders shook his head: "It’s not the last moment, the moment when he is dying, is the best time. In this way, it will not leave traces in his soul, but also can be avoided to the greatest extent. Tracking and discovery."

Anger nodded. He came with Sanders this time, and he hoped to get Sanders’ advice. Naturally, he would not violate it.

Time passed another minute.

At this time, Angel has felt that the death of Popota is getting stronger and stronger, and he will be completely destroyed at any time.

Saunders had not put his thoughts on Popota before. Now, when Popota is about to finish his final journey, his eyes finally look at him: "At the moment of his death, I will freeze him. In the flesh, after you see my movements, don't hesitate and immediately introduce his conscious light into the dream bridge."

The Anger dagger should be that the dream-making technique consisting of illusion has been constructed and only waits for the last moment.

Finally, at the moment when the wind and sand hit, the dead air that popped out of Popota stopped. At the same time, Sanders reached out and his palms showed a light blue light.

When Angel saw this, he realized that time had come, and he did not hesitate to put the dream of dreams into Popota’s eyebrows—

At this time, in the soulland of Popota, his soul has been completely surrounded by dark fog.

In the past, on the soul soil where the soul was placed, a lot of real-name imprints of "daily total eclipse" emerged. These traces changed from 0 to 1 and from 1 to infinity. It is like a light and shadow bubble, which surrounds the soul of Popota.

The front, back, left and right, including the up and down, are almost completely surrounded by the real name imprint of the squat master. Only the top of the soul is just above the last gap, but the gap is also being eroded by the track.

Popota has long since given up resistance, his thinking space has been completely split, and consciousness sinks into the soul. He can clearly perceive that behind these real names imprinted around the soul, with a mighty force derived from the devil.

The demon god, who is high above, may not have looked down at this time, but his power in the contract still reminds him that his soul is about to be taken over by the devil.

Popota controlled the soul to raise his head. When the last gap was also sealed, he desperately and helplessly sighed deeply.

After the thinking space splits, the land of the soul begins to vibrate and is about to enter the period of collapse.

The collapse of the land of the soul also represents one thing... his body has entered the countdown to death.

Popota smiled a bit, and at the end of his thoughts and consciousness, he wanted to open his eyes again and see the last look of the beautiful world...

However, just as Popota tried his best to open the eyes of the flesh, a chill came.

In the next second, Popota felt that he was completely disconnected from the body.

This means that his body is dead.

Just to make him a little confused is why suddenly there is a cold, obviously he is in the desert? Popota didn't want to understand, but he didn't bother to think about it again. Maybe this is the normal experience before death. Moreover, he did not have the thought to think about these irrelevant things, because there is a whirlpool-like passage in the land of the soul.

This vortex channel does not exist in the world, as if it is in another dimension, but Popota can clearly perceive its existence.

Even Popota understands where this channel will lead.

It must be the soul field of the Lord of the deep.

The moment when this passage appeared, a horrible attraction emerged from the deep secluded passage of the mouth of the behemoth. The soul of Popota, which has been completely bound by the real name imprint at this time, can't move at all, so he can only look at his own soul and quickly approach the passage.

"It's time to fulfill the contract..." Popota looked at the more and more close passage, silently talking to her sister, the bird, in the heart.

When his soul began to fall into the channel, Popota didn't feel much in his heart, fear had already been feared, and his mind was only calm and relieved.

However, just as Popota thought he was about to cross the passage and enter the realm of the demon, there was a flash of light behind his back.

Behind the land of broken souls, why is it shining?

Popota wants to look back, but he can't control himself now. Only let your own soul fall into the abyss.

Just as Popota thought he had no way to confirm the cause of the flash, a strange force suddenly pulled him out of the whirlpool...

Popota stunned.

Was he pulled back?

wrong!

Instead of pulling him out of the passage, he separated his consciousness from his soul!

The soul continues to fall, and his consciousness is pulled out of the soul, and is pulled by a force to the glow behind it.

Popota made this judgment because he was in a strange "full-view" state. He could see that his soul was merging with the whirlpool channel, and the expression of the soul was dull and fundamental. There is no spiritual sense of soul.

Because the consciousness of the soul has been withdrawn and pulled away from the vortex.

"What is going on here? Can the soul and consciousness be separated?" Popota is wondering, he has come to the vicinity of the real name imprinting circle.

Countless "total eclipse" marks wrap the soul and drag the soul into the passage. But now, Popota's consciousness is separated from the soul, and naturally it is about to touch these real names.

Popota perceives the real name of the surrounding, and he is inexplicably aware that if you touch these real names, there will be something bad.

Popota has lost most of his thinking ability at this time, but some kind of natural crisis warning is to let him constantly compress his consciousness until it becomes a fine light spot.

After turning into a light spot, although it is still difficult to escape the blockade of the real name, he remembers that there is still a gap that has not been completely locked.

Popota didn’t even think about what would happen after the real-name imprinting range, and went straight to the gap...

(End of this chapter)