Why do you want to call me

Longer ones can even take years to find.

Especially the phantoms who are rejected by the world.

To voluntarily give up one's own existence in the world is equivalent to losing one's own identity.

If you want to come back again, the world will definitely not agree.

Therefore, the time they spend looking for people has also increased exponentially.

Often years can drag into decades.

And every time they smuggle into the world, they will take huge risks.

So less time.

This is also the reason why the account of the Lost Lord has not been summoned for a long time.

At this time, everyone on the court was waiting for Ji Yan's next move.

At this moment, he himself was looking at the changes in front of him and thinking deeply.

After Jack said those words first, Ji Yan discovered that the sacrifices that could be collected had turned into one of two choices.

One is to choose Jack as a sacrifice, and the other is to choose Phantom as a sacrifice.

Jack's words really affected the outcome of this sacrifice.

And, he can

"I, I approve of your sacrifice."

Ethereal voices sounded in their hearts.

This represents the sentence of fate, and finally ushered in the end.

Jack's head was pressed against the cold ground, showing an expression of disbelief.

But then came the ecstasy of the aftermath.

He noticed that the Lost Lord was using you, not you.

Is this a successful bet?

Phantom seems to have noticed this too.

Their surfaces were violently turbulent, and they didn't believe that this was a sentence from the Lord of Confusion.

"No, the Great Lost Lord."

"I am your believer, your most loyal believer."

"Don't listen to his nonsense!"

A phantom began to kneel down slowly, explaining to the Lord of Confusion and begging for mercy.

I hope she can tell right from wrong.

You can't bash allies.

We are all your people.

Ji Yan glanced at them a few times, and seemed to feel the sight of the Lord of Lost.

All the phantoms immediately lowered their heads.

They were actually a little guilty, especially after the Lord of Lost chose Jack.

Phantom also knew that his behavior was a little unnatural.

What do they do.

For example, it's like abandoning your original identity in this country.

Then went to another country.

It turns out that this country doesn't seem to be very good, and life there is not very satisfactory.

So they began to miss the original country again, and felt that life in the original country was very good.

Then I wanted to go back, but was blocked, which showed that I was no longer a person of the same world, and I could go back wherever I should go.

So this group of people thought of a way, asking the country they are staying in now to help them return to their original country.

Of course, they stated that their hearts still belong to this country and will never change.

I just want to develop a few believers and so on, and I will go back to my mother's house to have a look.

The phantoms probably thought that as long as they licked enough, it would be easy to ask the Lord of Confusion for help.

But they didn't realize that the Lord of Confusion had changed to another person.

And there's the Jack thing again.

Who would have thought that a sacrifice who was supposed to wait for death quietly would suddenly bite back, saying that the believers who performed the ceremony were the real sacrifices.

"Heaven Comes"

Phantom's mood grew more urgent.

The attitude of the Lord of Confusion can already explain many problems.

"Jack Crest."

"You said how they should deal with it."

Ji Yan asked Jack, and by the way repatriated all the existences that had gathered for him.

Go back wherever you should go.

Maybe the original Lord of Confusion would like it.

But that doesn't mean he can accept it, and it doesn't help much to ask for it.

Jack's body trembled slightly, and his mood was very complicated.

These horrible existences are at their own disposal...

He seemed to feel the staring eyes behind him.

But Jack dared not look back.

His only guarantee now is that the Lord of Confusion will give him a platform.

"The Great Lost Lord."

"They already belong to you, and I have no right to interfere."

Jack reminded in a low voice that he had seen the reckless behavior of the gods, so he became more cautious.

Ji Yan glanced at Jack, then raised his hand slightly.

One phantom after another began to look like a real phantom.

They turned into bubbles and disappeared into this world, as if they had never been there.

In the end, only a few phantoms were left trembling.

"Didn't you say you are my believer?"

"They are your subordinates at this moment."

"I want to see a brand new Order."

Jack watched the white mist gradually disappear, and the bustling streets reappeared.

If it weren't for the phantoms who followed him closely.

He probably thought it was a hallucination.

Chapter 160 Eight Fantasy Night

"Dear Son, may I ask if you need to find a place to stay now?"

"For the rest of your noble and incomparable host."

The remaining three phantoms looked at Jack, who still seemed to doubt the authenticity of the world, and looked at each other.

Then one of them walked up to him and asked him softly.

At this moment, his voice is not as dull as before, and the sound quality is much clearer.

It was as if he had suddenly changed from a thick wall to a room with only single-layer glass.

This is because Ji Yan fished out the three of them for convenience before leaving.

As for why Jack is called the Son of God...

Is it true that the three of them can't notice such an obvious staring eye on him?

Hearing the hint from the phantom, Jack came back to his senses.

He looked at the phantom of these three who would be his subordinates in the future, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

I am not a person who is good at words.

What I said just now in front of the Lord of Confusion can only be thought of so much in a desperate situation.

Usually he has maintained a taciturn attitude.

"No, no, no, I have to go back anxiously."

Jack waved his hand and said, it was so late, his mother must have been waiting anxiously.

And he has a place to live, how could he still live outside.

In today's soaring prices, the hotel charges outside are quite expensive.

Phantom was silent for a moment, then bent down and retreated.

Jack took a deep breath, feeling his feet a little soft.

He was standing in the middle of the cross road at the moment, surrounded by various carriages passing by.

One of them seemed to see Jack, but instead of avoiding it, he ran straight into it.

This is already a common thing for the coachman who drives the carriage.

Because almost every month a fool dies under a horse's hooves.

As for whether you have thought about stopping the carriage...

If he dared to waste the noble grandfather's time, he would have to provide nourishment for the flowers and plants in the noble yard like his predecessor.

So the driver can only choose to hit it.

There is no need to worry about the dead, because the owner is a nobleman, and it is up to the owner to beat the dog.

So no need to take responsibility for it.

Seeing that the carriage was getting closer and closer to Jack, the man was still talking to the air.

He acts like an idiot.

In the eyes of the coachman, it seemed that he had already seen those familiar scenes.

Accompanied by a mournful wail, the red liquid splashed and would be blocked by the shield.

Don't stain it with a single drop of blood.

The phantom that had receded, saw the carriage that was about to hit the Son of God out of the corner of his eye.

The corner of his mouth smiled contemptuously, and the ripples on his body moved slightly like flowing water.

A cloud of white mist instantly appeared in front of the carriage.

It continued to surge and grow, and then headed towards the carriage.

White mist enveloped the entire carriage.

It was as if a gentle mother was slowly hugging her child.

The carriage drowned in the embrace of the white mist.

Jack seemed to feel a breeze against the back of his head.