"Stay awake and can't lose more memories." Roger silently admonished himself.

For him, even in the deepest part of his consciousness, the hut is a special node, and in the subconscious, it is a channel for communication beyond the ordinary.

Roger knew that wanting to leave this strange place was not up to his own strength, and that he had to do the opposite.

Only by reversing the stimulation of the spirit in reality can it be completely awakened.

But what about after that?

He also needs to face an invincible enemy.

Unless......

Unless he can change the location of the battle and make everything work in his favor.

The instincts of the body itself are returning, and this is squeezing Roger's consciousness all the time.

If you don't have all the previous experiences, if you don't have the dream trial, you will be strong enough to strengthen your spirit to a very high level.

Roger guessed that he might have failed by the time he was surrounded by the Jackdaw Sword Master's attack and saw that round of the Black Moon.

But there isn't much time left for him now.

What's more, Roger never found a way to break the game.

He didn't know if he would be able to wake up the next time his consciousness dissipated this time, or how much memory would be left when he woke up?

Over and over.

Until the end.

He closed his eyes and sketched out two symbols in his mind, the two sword seals that he had mastered thoroughly.

Quinn and Alder.

But as he had guessed, this was not the real world, and he could only sketch the trajectories of these two sword marks, but he could not inspire any power.

Quinn...... Alder ......"

Roger repeated it over and over again, he didn't even know what the point of it was, it was the only way he could think of at the moment.

The two sword seals occupy a high position in Roger's power system, and more importantly, after Roger successfully condensed the complete Quinn sword seal.

This power was diverted and loomed over the hunter's hut.

What Roger can do now is to use this weak force in the consciousness map to pry his already dormant spirit, and then use it as a springboard to hook up to the Hunter's Hut!

Once he is able to get in touch with the Hunter's Hut, Roger will be able to reawaken and fight back!

Quinn...... Alder ......"

Repeat over and over again, but the spirit is empty, like rootless water, all it takes is a critical point to be opened, and power will pour into it.

"Tenyue, what are you doing?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the house, the tone was thicker, but Roger could still distinguish the identity of the other party.

It was supposed to be the young man who took him away in the snow.

"It's a big day, it's rare for a teacher to be here, and if you do well enough, you'll have the opportunity to be his student like me."

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Teacher...... Roger thought about it carefully, is the teacher of the Jackdaw Sword Lord the future Tengu God Lord?

But he couldn't leave here now, without any hesitation, he spoke directly, "You go first, I want to prepare more, don't worry, I won't miss such an important thing." ”

Roger also doesn't know what laws the character changes here follow, is it a real memory, or is it just some kind of manipulation hidden in the shadows?

The footsteps outside stopped, "You know, I'll go first." ”

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, he didn't know that this kind of operation law naturally couldn't be directly refused, which aroused the suspicion of the other party, so he could only find an excuse to prevaricate.

But this was only a stopgap measure, and it couldn't be delayed for too long, and just at the moment when Roger's heart relaxed, he suddenly shook his whole body, and it seemed that an invisible force pulled him out.

The manipulation of the body plummets.

Soon, he went from being a controller to a spectator.

"Oops, it's here again!"

With a sudden sinking in his heart, Roger "saw" himself stand up, change his clothes, push the door and walk out.

"Has the fusion begun?"

His consciousness became trance-like and he couldn't concentrate, and he sometimes instinctively felt that what he was doing was so pertinent.

It's like it's something you're supposed to do.

Show your strength, earn recognition, and then become the student of that strong man.

Since then, it has risen all the way to the top.

"This should have been my experience!"

Roger would have a strange thought in his mind, and then his consciousness began to become chaotic, and the feeling as if his brain had been hollowed out reappeared, and it became more intense than the last time.

"Devour me through his experience and consciousness, and complete the transformation."

"If it works, it won't be any obstacle to my body's manipulation because it's all happening...... His memories are my memories, and my body naturally becomes his! ”

Dressed in a strong suit, Yatsuki stood outside the house, and at the same time, as the body moved away from the house, Roger's consciousness began to dissipate, this time more thoroughly than before.

Even the panic in his heart Roger could not change the situation in front of him, and all his attention was focused on the depths of his consciousness.

Like a candle flickering in the cold wind, the flame of his consciousness flickered and dimmed, but at the core of the flame, two symbols were slowly outlined.

There is no majestic power, but there are incomprehensible rules contained in it.

"That's all it takes......"

Before his consciousness dissipated, Roger let out a sigh that he didn't know if he had a chance to wake up again.

But this was the only seed he could stay.

Then darkness strikes, and nothingness is covered.

Not far away, a sturdy figure suddenly jumped down from the tree.

"Why is it delayed for so long?"

The man looked up and down, "How's it going, are you sure?" ”

Hachizuki raised his head, "Who else is qualified besides me?" ”

"Haha, this is the eighty-month month I'm familiar with!"

"Let's go!"

…………

"Tick tock!"

The warm liquid ran down his cheeks.

Roger jerked back to consciousness, then opened his eyes.

A blood-red world.

His eyes were soaked with blood, and there was a sharp pain like tearing all over his body, and the blood couldn't stop flowing.

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

Roger didn't move, letting the blood flow, and he lay on the ground sluggishly, his brain blank.

Croak!

There was a terrible cry not far away, and Roger's eyes rolled to look in the direction from which the sound had come from.

Then he saw a beautiful face.

Delicate facial features, waterfall-like black hair naturally droops, down the woman's white neck.

Roger silently withdrew his gaze and sighed.

It's not that this woman isn't beautiful, but she has something from the waist down that shouldn't be grown.

With a rough carapace and dense thin legs, the lower half of this woman's body is like a bug.

He didn't have the strength to move, the injuries on his body were too severe, and more importantly, he couldn't figure out what was going on now, and he couldn't even remember who he was.

Vomit!

At this time, the woman's lower body suddenly swelled and agitated like a toad, followed by his slender upper body shrinking down the body.

There seemed to be an invisible force tugging, and the folds of her abdomen squirmed, pulling her upper body into the abdominal cavity.

Only a hideous bug was left in place.

The bug's body cocked to expose its foul-smelling mouthparts, and then rushed towards Roger at great speed.

At this critical moment, a red light flashed, and the insect's fat body was split in two, and someone walked up to Roger and carried him up.

"Who are you?"

Roger asked.

A name rings in my ears.

"Sunset Lonely Mountain!"

"Sunset Lonely Mountain?" Roger repeated the name, and the next moment, like a thunderbolt exploded in his consciousness.

Two vague marks flashed, Roger subconsciously focused his attention on them, and soon the two marks became clearer and clearer, and there were still some messy memories that kept appearing.

"yes, I remember."

"Sunset Lonely Mountain...... His memory ......"

"Maybe I can ...... too"

"But I need a carrier, I need the possibility of not being discovered."

"Sword Seal!"

"No, that's too passive...... Change, I need to change. ”

Roger muttered to himself.

In the depths of his consciousness, the symbols of the two sword seals gradually moved closer together, and as his attention focused on them, the symbols began to change.

This time, without waiting for the darkness to strike, Roger took the initiative to disintegrate his consciousness, and with it, two bright marks dissipated!

"This is the last chance."

"Jackdaw Sword Master, my teacher, looking forward to your next encounter!"

Then all went to darkness.

What Roger didn't know was that at the moment when he actively dissolved his consciousness, in the real world, the statue-like body opened its pale eyes.

"It's over?"

"I was surprised that I could hold on for so long."

Around the Jackdaw Sword Master is a pure black and white world.

Roger's body knelt on the clearing not far away, black sword light enveloped the entire space, and these surging energies condensed into a black moon in the sky.

Roger opened his eyes and stared intently at the moon in the sky, the moonlight casting a pitch black on his pupils.

The blackness spread until it ate into his eyes.

The Jackdaw Sword Master stepped over to Roger's side.

"Let's get started."

"Only by jumping out of that cage can all the sacrifices be worth it."

He stretched out his right hand and slowly pressed it on Roger's forehead, the power in his body surging, and the space around him became distorted.

The moon in the sky, the pale eyes, and the sword he held in his hand resonated, and the power completed the cycle.

The Jackdaw Sword Lord let out a breath, and he looked up, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate the void and look somewhere that didn't exist.

"Wait, I'll give you an unexpected surprise!"

Rumble!

The power of the storm rises into the sky, and black and white are transformed, from one purity to another.

Black and white can be reversed, let alone a person's conscious body?

"Ho ......"

The Jackdaw Sword Master's mouth spat out a large amount of white smoke, and if you carefully discern it, among the particles that make up the white smoke, there are many strange and distorted powers flickering.

The smoke poured in from Roger's mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

"What a powerful body!"

He let out a sigh, "What a strange ......"

"It doesn't seem like this body was born naturally?"

"It doesn't matter, it's not his body that matters, it's his ......"

Before the words fell, the expression on the face of the Jackdaw Sword Master changed wildly, and at this moment, Roger's body, which had been in a sluggish state, trembled, and the black in his eyes dissipated at an extremely fast speed.

Consciousness returned, and Roger's eyes became clear!

"How so?"

The Jackdaw Sword Master only had time to let out a sigh, and then his consciousness was pulled into an unknown place, and at the same time, regaining his clarity for a moment, Roger subconsciously waved the sword of fate in his hand.

There was no time to see the wound caused by this sword, and under the pull of a force, he also lost control of his body, and rushed to the same place as the consciousness of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

Thundered!

As if opening the heavens, Roger opened his eyes, and he saw his body floating in the void, surrounded by a brilliant intertwined light and shadow.

And not far in front of him was the familiar emaciated figure.

"It's amazing."

"Roger, you are indeed my best student."

"I didn't expect that you could find out the problem through a little projection of consciousness, and what is even more incredible is ......"

"You really have a way to awaken your own consciousness."

"And count my next reaction."

A smile appeared on the Jackdaw Sword Master's face.

"While extinguishing consciousness, I preserve my memories through special methods, and then, through my stimulation, awaken the body."

"It's a genius idea."

He sighed.

"Nope." Roger shook his head.

"I'm just borrowing from someone else, and that person is doing more to preserve the memory."

"Is that him?" Soon, a hint of clarity flashed in the eyes of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

"You can find inspiration in my memory, it's your ability."

He raised his head and looked around, "But do you think that abandoning the clash of powers, on a purely spiritual and volitional level, you can win me?" ”

The Jackdaw Sword Master's eyes swelled with infinite confidence.

This is a belief forged by his past life experiences, and this belief has even become an obsession.

He considers himself invincible.

In the clash of wills, faith is far more important than mental strength.

"The so-called Spirit Sword Project is nothing more than a lie, your purpose is not to control people with a sword at all, but you need a real carrier."

"Use the spirit sword to inherit your power, and then replace the young body through the previous method."

"Memory erasure is such a good method, in the process of assimilation, I will gradually lose myself, and slowly, identify myself as you."

"It's scarier than devouring!"

Roger said in a deep voice.

"You're only partially right." The Jackdaw Sword Lord spoke.

"The Spirit Sword Project has always been the core, and the real surprise is you."

"Your presence has made me change my mind."

"Me?" Roger frowned.

The Jackdaw Sword Master nodded.

"Yes."

"Because we're all the same, from similar places!"

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