Why do you want to call me

It's as if Jack is a ghost that doesn't exist.

Even if Jack touched those people with his hands, there was still no response.

The objects affected by him also returned to normal after a few seconds.

Jack stood there dumbfounded.

Some looked at this incomprehensible everything in disbelief.

He seems to have been forgotten by the world.

Jack's teeth collided tremblingly, with endless fear in his heart.

He ran like crazy, trying to escape from here.

But the surrounding scene suddenly began to change.

The noisy dust turned into nothingness particles in an instant.

The brilliant lights went out one by one.

After darkness, light came on again.

A misty white mist poured out from the gates and windows of each street, filling everything around, leaving only the intersection where Jack was.

And those pedestrians seem to be unaware of this.

One after another, figures emerged from the white mist, and then disappeared into the white mist.

Jack stopped and looked forward with fearful eyes.

In front of him were unknown phantoms.

Tong Kong trembled slightly. Jack was just a warlock who hadn't even broken through 0.3. He had never seen such a scene before.

"who are you!"

"What exactly do you want to do!"

Jack plucked up his courage and asked the group of misty phantoms.

But the only answer to him was the endless silence.

He clenched his teeth so that it could not tremble.

Immediately afterwards, a spell was thrown, but it could only cause a few water-like ripples on the phantom.

"%#&..."

Suddenly, the phantoms began to sing inaudible whispers.

As if with endless magic power, Jack felt that his memory seemed to be fading rapidly.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

That is the confusion of self-existence.

What am I...

Do not!

I'm Jack!I'm Jack!

He knelt on the ground, biting the tip of his tongue hard, trying to resist the feeling of losing himself.

And the phantom whispers continued.

……

"That means you haven't found anything for a month, right?"

Holding the thermos cup in both hands, Ji Yan said to the person in front of him with a kind smile on his face.

It was a trembling young man. Hearing these words, sweat broke out on his forehead.

Even though the person in front of him looked much younger, he didn't dare to be disrespectful at all.

"I'm sorry, my lord!"

"It's not that I don't work hard, they are really too cunning!"

"..."

Ji Yan drank water while listening to the young man's explanation.

Seeing that the thermos cup had bottomed out, it was placed on the table.

And the shadow on the side hurriedly poured hot water for Ji Yan.

"Why are you so nervous?"

"I won't do anything to you?"

Hearing this sentence, the young man glanced at the shadow cautiously, and then he dared not speak even more.

"Ding Dong—"

"Manhattan Corondo started a video chat with you."

"Will you answer?"

Ji Yan's eyes changed slightly, and he glanced at the young man beside him.

The young man seemed to feel something, and buried his head even lower.

"If you can't find it next time..."

"Shadow seems to be developing a new recipe here..."

Hearing this, the youth sweated profusely and wet his back.

Also said you are not a devil!

After the young man withdrew, Ji Yan looked at the beating panel in front of him.

Its background is foggy.

The account of the Lord of Confusion has finally been activated after many days.

With little hesitation, Ji Yan agreed.

……

A vague breath began to permeate the white mist.

Several phantoms seemed to sense something, and their bodies began to flicker with water-like ripples.

Wave after wave.

Demonstrating their irrepressible excitement.

At the center of the crossroads, Jack's brain is almost blank at this moment.

But when his remaining consciousness sensed this aura, he suddenly realized it.

This is a sacrifice.

A sacrifice to the gods.

And he is the sacrifice!

This discovery made Jack's mental breakdown even worse.

In the past, gods only existed in the mouths of classmates.

And today, is he going to face the gods?

The breath became more and more intense, and Jack should have been unable to bear it and passed out.

But he strangely maintained a certain degree of sobriety.

A figure appeared in front of Jack.

He was familiar with that figure.

Because every time he lifts water, he will see the shadow reflected on the water.

It was himself.

"God..."

Chapter 160 The Great Lost Lords, I Request to Sacrifice Them!

Jack's expression was in a daze, and the thoughts in his mind began to blur.

He looked at the figure in front of him that was no different from himself.

His lips trembled slightly, making an unbelievably weak voice.

His voice was dry and hoarse, as if he hadn't drunk water for several days in the desert.

The shadow who was exactly the same as him on the opposite side took a step forward, closing the distance between the two.

And Jack could feel that there seemed to be something important in his body, as if the water in the kettle began to pour out, passing away quickly.

Jack's heart beat gradually slowed down, and each beat seemed to take a lot of effort.

An extremely strong oppressive force is like a swimming snake, shuttling around in the white mist.

Jack's mind began to gradually freeze

There are traces of white flocculent objects crawling through the taupe holes.

It slowly spread around, until the eyeballs had the same texture as white mist.

The mold lake is unclear and chaotic.

Everything became smaller and smaller in Jack's eyes, and finally stretched into gray lines.

He seems to be away from this world.

Seeing this, Phantom stopped murmuring.

The surrounding environment returned to calm again.

At this time, Ji Yan, who is the Lord of Confusion, looked at the figure in front of him, feeling a little confused in his heart.

He fell into deep thought.

The moment he opened his eyes, what he saw was a world of white mist.

And his own image is not just a cloud of mist shown by his account avatar.

But a real figure.

Whether it is the face or the figure, it is exactly the same as the person in front of him.

Can't see the slightest difference at all.

As if he was him, regardless of each other.

Then Ji Yan heard Jack's exclamation from the soul.

"God..."

But then he didn't move any more.

Ji Yan looked down at his current image, all the details seemed to be the projection of Jack.

Even the fingerprints are clearly visible.

He took a step forward.

It seemed that something was gathering towards him.

Ji Yan instantly felt a sense of joy from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, the surrounding area has returned to calm.

He then set his sights on several phantoms.

The phantoms are all a hazy gray, comparable to shadows.

The surface layer is like the surface of water, any ups and downs of mood can be shown one by one on it.