Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 2454 The Only Way

On number 01, Boluoye's attention was successfully diverted.

If there are really other wizards who can't hold it, then those wizards can fill the vacancy needed by the mysterious fruit. On 01, you can also wait until the mysterious fruit is truly out of order before experimenting with him.

Polo Ye followed No. 01's sight and looked back.

But I saw that not far behind the inspector, there was a figure in a state of semi-virtualization and semi-reality, like a light that flickered and flickered, and it looked like it might go out at any time.

"It's kind of interesting. Use the semi-finished product of the similar space to partition, and then use the vain body to deal with the attraction." Polo Ye saw the person's state at a glance: "However, although the idea is good, there is no matching mind and calculation power. The gap between illusion and reality is not so easy to deal with."

From the state where the light and shadow of the other party kept flashing, Boluoye was basically certain that 01 was right, he couldn't hold it for too long.

One minute at most.

Paulo Ye’s sapphire-like eyes squinted at No. 01, and said with soft milk: “I’ll let you go this time, but don’t be too happy too soon... You thought you did. A good choice, in fact, may be the best solution now.

Throwing No. 01 aside, Polo Ye didn't bother to pay attention to the dying person, staring at the wizard who used the illusion in the distance, and silently counted down his life.

The dialogue between Boluoye and No. 01 has not been covered up. As long as there are sane people present, they have heard it.

Even Marcuston himself heard it, but Marcuston was trying his best to maintain his mental arithmetic at this time, and he really didn't want to be distracted to think about Polo Leaf's words.

"Master Marcuston, shouldn't it be able to hold it?" Livita whispered.

Both Dicher and Speaker Zhuguang did not reply, but they sighed at the same time.

They are also not optimistic about Marguston, just like what Paulo Ye said, the body of vain is a very powerful "hidden" ability. Once it enters vain, almost no power can invade you. However, the more powerful the ability, the more restricted by various conditions. The price of using the vain body is almost the highest consumption of mind and calculation power.

No wizard can use the illusory body for a long time, even if it is changed to the chairman of the chasing light, it will not last long. What's more, the class is far inferior to his Marcus.

Their sigh was not only a sigh for the situation of Margus, but also a sigh for this incident.

No one thought that the birth of a mysterious thing would actually cause so many wizards to fall, and even the famous Master Marcuston in the Southern Territory was on the verge of danger.

Even if they don't have a deep relationship with Marguston, it can hurt them. They can't bear to see such a character, and die here in obscurity.

But no longer, there is no way to change reality.

They are just projections and they can do only limited.

The only ones who can save Marguston on the scene are the powerful Bolloye in the distance and the inspector nearby. The former is waiting for Marguston to die and it is impossible to save him; while the latter seems to be defending the interests of the Southern Territory, but he has never rescued anyone. Obviously, it is difficult to run for Marguston.

The ending seems to be doomed.

The Speaker of the Light is not optimistic about Marcuston, and Marcuston himself is not optimistic about himself either.

I know my own situation best. He knew that he was going to be unable to hold it anymore, and could hold it for half a minute at most.

After half a minute, he will die anyway.

Does he regret it? A little regret. But not regret coming here, but regret that he had not paid too much attention to his mind and calculation ability before. If his mind and calculation ability increased a little bit, maybe Polo Ye would let No. 01 replace him and die.

As long as he died on the 01st, he might be able to see the "destiny choice" guide him here, hoping to see what he saw.

Although he didn't know the process of the birth of something out of order, he knew that as long as he witnessed this process, it would be of great help to his alchemy level.

Even if he knows that the ending is death, he wants to see that scene and see what alchemy dilemma he has been stuck in for hundreds of years?

But now, everything is over.

Not only can't release the long-term confusion, his life will also be marked as terminator here.

As time passed by, everyone else was silently waiting for the death of Marcuston, and Marcuston himself was silently counting the countdown.

In the last ten seconds.

His eyes had begun to be slightly confused, everything in front of him began to blur, his thoughts seemed to be covered by fainted ink, and he gradually lost his control.

He vaguely saw that outside the distant void, there seemed to be a clock wheel that belonged to him gradually dimming.

A long figure sighed softly for his disappearance, then erased the clock wheel that gradually appeared broken lines, turned and walked towards the depths of darkness.

"Time thief..." Margus recognized that person's identity. He was also marked by the time thief... Now that the time thief also abandoned him?

Countdown time, five seconds.

The last five seconds of life were short but long, as if the measuring ruler of time suddenly opened up for mercy at this moment.

The already chaotic thoughts suddenly regained clarity.

This is the last moment of life, and it is also the so-called back light. I gave Marguston to sum up the gaps in my life.

He is not an emotional person, he will not sigh about the rush of life, nor will he have any dying relief.

At this last moment, he was only deeply unwilling.

Why don't you hold on to it any more if you are unwilling to die? It's worthless to die.

He still wants to live, he still wants to go forward on the road of alchemy.

However, no matter how sad the cry is, is it useless? In the thinking space no one could see, Marguston smiled bitterly, preparing to face the ultimate disaster of life.

However, in the last three seconds, when Marguston was helpless and desperate because of unwillingness, a whisper suddenly came from his ear.

In the last two seconds, when everyone was counting down silently, Marguston suddenly moved.

He started to move forward, the temptation of attraction made him only move forward.

"Is this giving up early? Or is it that I can't hold it anymore?" Livita questioned.

No one answered. The answer is not important. It doesn't matter if you die early or die late. The ending is doomed. There is no turnaround...Huh?

Everyone thought that Marguston gave up completely, but found that there were some accidents at the scene.

Marguston was extremely fast, galloping forward. The direction he went was indeed the direction of the mysterious fruit, but it should be noted that there was another person in this direction.

One has not been shown, but everyone knows his existence.

It was the extraordinary life that Bolroye called the Observer.

Speaker Zhuguang: "Marguston flew towards the position of the observant, hoping that the observant would help him?"

Things seem to be moving in this direction, but is it really the case? Will the inspector open up to Maguston?

Everyone silently followed the movements of Marguston, and when Marguston was about to pass the position of the inspector, everyone's eyes condensed.

Because, there was a faint green light that suddenly extended from that space, lingering around Margus Tong's body.

With the emergence of the green light, the inspector, whom no one had seen before, finally appeared faintly.

However, what surprised everyone was that it was not "one person" who showed up, but two people.

One of them is an old man with white hair, and the other is a young man with red hair and golden eyes.

Of these two, the white-haired old man is the most worthy of attention, because his aura has a weird feeling, obviously there is no cover or fog, his face just can’t be seen...or rather, he can see clearly, But in the blink of an eye, the previously memorized things seem to be automatically formatted.

This is an existence with a sense of horror in its aura.

Another young man with red hair and golden eyes does not have a too terrifying force field around him. From the details of the surrounding energy hedging, it can be seen that his strength is not great, or at least he does not seem to be a strong person.

With the eyesight of the Speaker of the Light, the performance of the external force field is estimated to be the standard of a formal wizard.

However, it was him who released the green light around Marguston.

"One of them is an inspector, right? Who is it? Is it the white-haired old man or the red-haired young man?" Speaker Zhuguang silently analyzed in his heart.

He prefers the old man with white hair to be the inspector, because from the appearance of his strength, the method of the old man with white hair has exceeded the imagination of the speaker of the light, and can definitely reach the level above the legend.

As for the red-haired young man... Speaker Zhuguang hasn't seen it before, guessing that he might be a descendant of the inspector?

A junior suddenly released a strange green light on Marguston. What is this doing?

Are you saving him or killing him?

Everyone was unable to judge the current situation at this time, and could only look at Magustone, wanting to see if there would be any change in the Magustone under the green light.

"Nothing seems to have changed?" Livita whispered.

In Livita's field of vision, when Maguston was surrounded by green light, he paused for a while, but quickly recovered his previous speed and rushed towards the location of the mysterious fruit.

Can't see any changes, that green light, seems to be just a joking beam?

"No, there are changes." Dicher retorted softly at this time, but he didn't say what the changes were, so he fell into contemplation.

"My editor-in-chief, what has changed? Why haven't I noticed?"

"I didn't find it was because you were stupid." Adelaia snorted coldly, and her cold eyes looked at the red-haired young man in the distance. She vaguely felt that the red-haired young man seemed to have the smell of... an old man.

"The change that Dicher refers to is... the double image." Speaker Zhuguang said.

Livita: "Ghost? What ghost?"

"The moment Marguston was surrounded by green light, there was a pause. At the moment of the pause, a ghost appeared vaguely on his body, but the ghost soon disappeared." Dicher opened his mouth to Li. Vita explained that after the explanation, Dicher looked at Speaker Zhuguang: "Master Zhuguang, will the ghost be...that?"

Which is that? Livita's eyes were dumbfounded.

Speaker Zhuguang nodded: "It should be."

Livita: ...what is it?

"Is that so?" Dicher whispered softly, "That's right, now the world of Quest is covering the Southern Territory. This is the safest way to choose. At least, it won't be destroyed."

"What do you mean?" Livita caught something vaguely, but felt that there was a layer of yarn and she couldn't see through it.

"The ghost is the soul of Marcuston, or the dead soul." Dicher didn't make any ambiguities this time, and directly said the speculated situation.

"The green light lingering around Marcuston should have a way to weaken or resist the attraction. When the green light lingers around Marcuston's body, Marcuston regained a sense of sanity at that moment."

"While this trace of reason was still there, Marcuston made a decisive and decisive choice."

"The soul is separated, from a living soul to a dead soul."

"It's also a coincidence. Now the Southern Territory is shrouded in the world of Quest. The dead soul can clearly feel the call of the world of Quest. As long as you answer the call, you can enter the world of Quest in no time."

Therefore, everything is explained. The twin image that appeared before is actually an external sign of the separation of Marcuston's soul.

As soon as the soul had left the body, Marguston chose to return home without hesitation-World of Quest.

So, the ghost image just appeared, but disappeared. Because the soul body has drifted into another world.

As for the physical body, its vitality has not been lost at this time, and it continues to move towards the mysterious fruit under the temptation of attraction.

However, Marcuston's true consciousness has actually escaped.

"It's very decisive to escape in this way," Livita exclaimed. Although only the dead soul flees, the dead soul does not degenerate. After all, there is still a trace of consciousness. In the world of Quest, it may continue to accumulate power and continue to "live" in another way of existence. This is obviously much better than disappearing completely.

"Decision? No, I think this may be the pity of that person." Dicher looked at the red-haired young man in the distance.

Obviously all this is calculated by the red-haired youth.

Because Marguston wanted to make a judgment at that moment, there must be two prerequisites for the separation of the soul: preparation in advance, and someone who can help him temporarily escape the attraction of the mysterious fruit.

Only the red-haired youth can do it.

In other words, everything is the help given by the red-haired young man, including letting Marguston choose to use the method of returning home, and only he can help.

But what is the identity of the red-haired youth? Why help Marcuston?

This is what they wonder.

Soon, this doubt was solved. Because Paulo Ye spoke at this time.

"Inspector, you have also intervened... Shuluo?" Polo Ye's soft voice sounded faintly in everyone's ears.

The white-haired old man said lightly: "He is him and I am me. The inspector does not participate in the Southern Territory incident except for the disorder, I did it."

"And he, himself is a person from the Southern Territory, what he wants to do is his freedom."

Polo Ye squinted at the inspector, then looked at Angel beside his eyes: "As long as the body of the lost soul can fill this last gap, I accept this reason. However, if it doesn't work, sir. , Then I’m going to deal with them, don’t stop me then.”

The inspector did not reply, because at this time, the body of Marguston, who had lost his soul, had already come near the mysterious fruit.

(End of this chapter)