A man in the ark was forced to become a king

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, ink floated around him, and Xi's figure stepped out of thin air, holding a bag of uneaten potato chips in his hand.

"Ah? Wake up?"

Xi saw the girl sitting there blankly at a glance. He hesitated slightly, walked over and waved his hand in front of her.

"how do you feel?"

"Fortunately, it's just memory...I can't remember it."

There was a look of confusion on Shirte's face, but he showed no sign of defensiveness.

She subconsciously felt that the two people in front of her were not malicious. With her past memory lost, she chose to follow her instincts.

"Amnesia? That can be explained."

Xi nodded without much surprise.

This situation is also one of many possibilities.

Being selected by the fragments of the gods, the consciousness of both parties merges. It sounds simple, but in fact it is not that easy?

How long is God’s memory?How weak is human consciousness?

Even if this fragment has become a dead object and no longer has the thoughts of gods, it is not something that an ordinary human can easily control.

Under that kind of huge memory washout, if you can't bear it, memory confusion and amnesia are possible.

However, as long as the person wakes up and behaves normally, there is no big problem.

"If you wake up, then come out with me."

Saying this, without waiting for Shirte and Chen to reply, Xi Su raised her hand lightly, and a hazy ink enveloped them both.

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"Can't you come and help?"

In the yard, Nian was holding a handful of chili peppers in his hand. When he saw Xi suddenly appearing from beside him, he raised his eyebrows and scolded her angrily.

"I only know snacks! Are you planning to wait for dinner?"

"Rude."

Xi looked at her, took two steps back, stretched out his hand, and two voices entwined in Mo Se were pulled out of thin air.

"Huh? Xiao Chen? And...she's awake."

Nian casually put the chili pepper on the table and didn't care about the rude things Xi said about her. Anyway, such verbal exchanges had happened countless times and they were all used to it.

"You are?"

Shirte held the sword in his fiery red hands, suddenly trembled, and held the sword in his arms.

There were many people in the yard. She looked over one by one and instinctively felt that they were all in danger. She couldn't help but want to retreat, but before she could retreat, Nian grabbed her wrist.

"Sister Nian, she has lost her memory. She can't remember anything from the past. She even only remembers a little about the fight with the teacher."

"Amnesia?"

Nian looked at Xiang Xi, and after receiving a slight nod, he touched his chin thoughtfully.

"Amnesia is reasonable. Hey, Theresia, stop messing with your dumplings and come here to take a look."

"Ah? Here we come."

Hearing this, Theresia put down the grotesquely mutilated dough in her hand and walked over, with a lot of dough still stained on her face.

The Demon King of Kazdel can do anything, including cooking!

But this special delicacy of the Yan Kingdom... I have to admit that it is indeed a bit difficult. Even though Nian has demonstrated it once, she has not been able to learn it in one go. She is still trying it out.

"Well... there's nothing I can do."

Just by looking at it, Theresia could roughly tell what state Shirter was in now, and she shook her head to express that she was helpless.

"Her current memory is very fragmented, like many personal memories turned into fragments and mixed together. Maybe the memories of the previous owners of this sword are stored in it?"

"This situation is very difficult to handle. There are so many fragments, and I can't tell which ones belong to her and which ones to others. What's more, there may be fragmentation during the fusion process."

"Do you remember your name?"

Teresia asked softly, Shirter looked at the pink-haired woman in front of him, and felt a sense of closeness in his heart for no reason, as if he was connected by blood.

After hesitating for a moment, she nodded, with a little hope in her eyes.

"My name is Shirter, and Levadin, are you my relative?"

"In a sense, that's true. The blood of Sakaz is connected to each other. Every Sakaz is my relative, and you are no exception."

With a gentle smile, Theresia reached out and ruffled the girl's hair. Shirte narrowed her eyes subconsciously. She did not reject such close contact.

Not only was she not repelled, her body's instinct was still driving her closer.

The Demon King is the king of the Sakaz people. The ancient bloodline allows all Sakaz to have an instinctive closeness and respect when facing the Demon King. Even if they lose their memory, this instinct will not fade away.

"If you are willing, I will be your sister from now on. My name is Theresia."

"Well...Sister Theresia."

Shirte put on an unskilled smile and leaned next to Theresia. She felt very at ease.

The lack of memory left her in confusion, not knowing where she came from, where she was going, and what she was going to do. Following her instinct, she wanted to get closer to the person in front of her.

Theresia opened her arms, hugged the amnesiac girl into her arms, and gently rubbed her hair. The gentle power was transmitted to the girl through physical contact. The power of the devil seeped into the broken memories, turning them from chaos. Become organized.

Of course, he also succeeded in smearing the flour on his hand on the girl's head.

She couldn't restore Shirter's past memories, but it would be okay to sort out the scattered memories so that they would not impact Shirter's consciousness in the chaos.

"Look at people, then look at you."

Seeing the warm scene of the sisters hugging each other, Nian glanced at Sister Gua next to him with disgust, and said he was not forgiving.

"Aside from staying at home, I eat snacks. It's not cute at all!"

"Hmph, childish."

After arguing more and more, Xi gradually found a way to deal with Nian. No matter what she said, just pretend that she didn't hear it. She would calm down on her own if no one paid attention to her anyway.

However, she couldn't hold it back and retorted.

"I'm childish, I'm childish! Come on, Xiao Chen, let my sister hug me!"

Nian glanced at Xi provocatively, turned around and was about to take Chen into his arms.

"This...or don't want it?"

Chen was a little embarrassed. She seemed to see that Nian's fingers were still stained with a lot of chili crumbs. It would be very uncomfortable if it were applied to his body.

Even if it wouldn't get on her skin, she didn't want to stain her newly bought clothes.

"Ah! You have become unlovable too!"

"Go, go, make your hot pot, and don't bully Xiao Chen."

Melina put down the vegetables in her hand, pulled Chen directly into her arms, and scolded him righteously.

Being held in someone's arms, Chen had a grimace on his face and dared not speak out in anger.

There is no way, why is she the only rookie here?

She is too weak and has no strength. She cannot defeat anyone and has no ability to resist at all.

The key is that these people can also be said to be her mistresses, and they must have a good relationship. They must not offend, otherwise what else...

"You are bullying Xiao Chen again."

The courtyard door opened, and Lin Lu walked in with a huge ice ball in her hand. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Chen being held by Melina, with a look of resistance on her face, and she felt helpless.

"You're back?"

Melina was stunned and her eyes were fixed directly on the huge ice ball. Chen seized the opportunity and quickly got out of her arms and moved next to Lani who was sitting calmly on the stool stirring the meat filling.

To her, the taciturn Lani felt more secure. At least he wouldn't hold her in his arms or say weird things to tease her.

"This is...the evil god of giants?"

Through the frozen shell, Melina saw the contents inside the ice cube, which was a huge eyeball. The pattern of the eye pupils looked like many vortexes of flames surrounding two circles, guarding the middle pupil. .

She had seen this thing on the top of the Giant Mountain. At that time, the last flame giant who fought Lin Lu inspired the power of the evil god, and eyes like this opened on his chest.

"A small fragment of the evil god is of no use and cannot extract valuable information. I will take it back and feed it to the golden tree later."

As Lin Lu spoke, she suddenly felt the hot temperature coming from the frozen eyeball in her hand, which lit up slightly, and the ice layer surrounding it had a faint tendency to melt.

At the same time, another force appeared not far away, echoing the activated eyeballs.

Turning his head to look, Shirter broke away from Theresa's arms, and the two-handed sword held in his arms had a faint luster.

"Leyvadine is afraid, craving...wanting...wanting...to devour?"

Shirter held the two-handed sword in his hands, his expression a little confused, as if he didn't know how to describe it.

She could feel the emotions conveyed by Levadin, the fear of that man, and the desire to devour him, which made her not know what to do.

Having lost her memory, she didn't understand how to deal with such an accident, nor did she understand why Levatin conveyed fear.

She didn't understand, but Lin Lu knew.

Her eyes flickered between the eyeballs and the fiery red sword. After thinking for a moment, Lin Lu figured out what was going on.

Fear, this is easy to understand, you are afraid of being beaten.

After all, on the top floor of a hotel in St. Petersburg, he staged an incarnation of tearing a god into pieces with his hands. It was normal for that thing to be instinctively afraid of him.

As for craving, devouring.

That's even simpler.

The sword named Levadin is actually the remaining fragment of a god who controls the power of fire. Although it has no consciousness in it, it is still eager to devour the power of the same origin to make up for itself.

It just so happens that the evil god that the giants believe in also controls the power of fire. When the two come together, they will naturally want to devour each other.

In this case...can I feed this big eye to Levatin?

With this thought in her mind, Lin Lu suddenly wanted to make a small attempt.

If Levadin swallows some fragments of the Fire God, will Shirter be able to master part of the Evil God's power?

Chapter 115 A Rare Warmth

"No, it's too dangerous."

After hearing Lin Lu's idea, Theresia's first reaction was to disagree.

Usurping authority. Is God’s authority so easy to usurp?

And according to Lin Lu, it was still a fragment of an alien god from outside the world. Who knew what would happen after it was swallowed?

To blindly attempt such a dangerous sight when the consequences are completely unknown is irresponsible for Shirter's safety, and she cannot accept it.

"Yeah, this kind of thing about snatching power..."

Nian also became serious and said seriously: "There is indeed a precedent for this in history, but in the final analysis, the foreign gods you call are different from gods like us."

"The fusion of beings from outside the world and the fragments of giant beasts is likely to cause unexpected changes. We cannot let innocent people take unknown risks just because we want to see the results. In particular, it may directly endanger lives. .”

"The evil god that the giants believe in is not a pure flame. He has a very powerful ability to enchant. Even the monks sent by the Golden Tree to guard the flames were corrupted by the evil god's power. How can a little girl with confused memory fight against that? the power of?"

Melina also objected.

She has a deep understanding of the Evil God's Flame and knows that it is not a force that can be easily controlled. Without a firm will and strong strength, she will be sent to the mouth of the Evil God of Flame.

The flame martial monks who are responsible for guarding the Giant Snow Mountain in the border area are a lesson learned from the past.

They were once the most loyal guards of the Golden Tree. They were sent to the Giant Snow Mountain by the Eternal Queen Malika to guard the last remaining flames. Those who could be entrusted with important tasks were all determined warriors. Even they could not stop the coming from the Golden Tree. The evil god was corrupted and abandoned the golden tree and threw himself into the embrace of fire.

Not everyone is Lin Lu and can resist the temptation of power itself.

And this is different from the flame prayer practiced by W. This is a fragment directly derived from the flame evil god itself. It is far more harmful than ordinary prayer. If you want to control such power, perhaps Shirter, who will completely control the fragments of the god in the future, can do it. Got it, now.

It's not even close.

"Since you are all against it, forget it. However, you can keep this thing for now and suppress it into the Great Blessing. Maybe it can be used in the future."

The wives all expressed their opposition, so Lin Lu naturally would not insist on having her own way.