Ascension journey - 615. Chapter 610

Everything happened too suddenly.

At the moment when the arm of the silver chariot was lightly pierced by the arrow blade, Polunarev fell into a trance as if he was hit to the head by a heavy hammer. When he responded by overcoming the dizziness with a strong will, see What arrived was the scene where Higashikata Jousuke, who was holding an arrow before, was punched by his own substitute Crazy Diamond.

In the sound of bone fragmentation and the crowd’s exclamation, Higashikata Jousuke’s arrow spun out of his hand rotated several times in the air, and was accurately caught by a dark mirror-like hand.

That was the hand of a silver chariot-but the current silver chariot was far from the original image of a knight in bright silver armor.

Polunarev looked at the substitute next to him suspiciously, the cowboy-like appearance, the vague facial features that seemed to blend in with the darkness… the substitute image highly related to the owner’s life spirit was completely changed. What does this mean? ?

But the situation was so critical that he couldn’t even think about it.

After the arrow fell into the hands of the silver chariot, a circle of invisible power spread out in all directions like a shock wave from an explosion. Joseph, who was running towards this side, didn’t even hum, and there was nothing in this circle. Ying Wuxian’s power swept through and fell to the ground neatly and fell into a coma.

This irresistible power of slumber instantly overpowered everyone in the field except Polunaev. If he was malicious in his heart now, then he could easily kill any slumber.

However, looking at the researchers who fell to the ground like dominoes, Polunaev was very anxious. He couldn’t take care of this powerful force. He tried to concentrate his mind on the unmoving black shadow, trying Contact and control the inexplicable substitute that restrains oneself.

The relationship between the stand-in and the ontology is extremely close. Polunaev’s efforts are still effective. Although he cannot understand the specific changes and operating principles of the stand-in’s ability, he has been with the stand-in for decades and has gradually figured it out. A little bit of law, adapted to the current state of the silver chariot, and gradually suppressed the spread of the sleepy power.

He has a hunch that if he doesn’t suppress the violent substitute at this moment, that strange energy will sweep the entire world!

But also when Polunarew’s spirit was highly concentrated on the substitute, even more bizarre changes appeared——

As if there were ants crawling and gnawing within the flesh and blood, the tingling pain that can cause the collapse of ordinary people’s will swept Porunalev’s body, and the more and more intense foreign body sensation impacted his mind. He almost wanted to tear it. Cracking his own skin, releasing the strange desire inside it.

Polunaev can still rely on his firm will to suppress the abnormal physical pain, but the weird thoughts that come with it and originate from the bottom of the mind, he can’t suppress it at all, because it is not like an external implant. Thoughts, and more like thoughts of his own–

…Mr. Josda and they…beyond the ritual…what’s the matter…remove the restriction of the body on the soul…

…Damn…Remove the soul’s restriction on the substitute…I can’t concentrate…Silver chariot…Summer…Fate…Singularity…

It seems that there is a completely different self in the soul who is grabbing the dominance of the thinking, and the world in front of Polunaev seems to be collapsing and disintegrating-at this moment, he almost loses the perception of his body and substitute, and is completely fallen into darkness. Among.

But at this moment, the people who had fallen asleep before woke up one after another, and the fairly spacious experimental field was suddenly filled with shouts of horror——

A middle-aged man screamed feminine with one hand under his crotch, and a heavily armed guard lay on the ground and crawled on all fours like a dog… as if the souls in the shells of the people were misplaced, and they showed that they did not conform to their appearance. Words and deeds.

But amidst the chaos, a short teenager suddenly rushed out. It was indeed Poing who was the owner’s prophecy stand-in.

However, the consciousness that now lives in this body is not the boy.

——Jousuke’s former substitute Crazy Diamond rebelled against himself. The altered silver chariot has extremely strange abilities… Avoid direct contact, try to directly interfere with its body to affect its actions…

Quickly bypassing the direction of the silent silver chariot, the young man stretched his right hand forward and shouted loudly: “Return to God! Polunaev!”

The purple thorns burst out from the boy’s arm, went around an arc in the air, and tied Polunarew’s right hand firmly. At the same time, a burst of golden electric arc erupted from the boy’s hand and hit the purple thorns. The upper flicker conduction, poured into Polunaev’s arm.

The relationship and interaction between the purple of the surrogate hermit and the power of ripples is something Joseph has been studying for these years. The ripples themselves are closely related to life and spiritual power, and use the avatar to conduct ripples to disturb the body and soul of others, and to take each other for a short time. The control of the body is a very familiar method he uses.

Polunaev’s hand exerted uncontrollable force under this stimulus, and the silver chariot that stood silently standing still, the right hand holding the arrow was also implicated by the closely connected Polunaev, and was exerted by the purple thorns. Forced to twist.

Being attacked by the outside world, Polunarev, whose consciousness fell into a vague self-contradictory conflict, became a little more sober. His fighting instinct allowed him to regain the control of perception and body, and he immediately realized that the boy in front was Joseph. Cooperating with the power transmitted by the hermit’s purple, trying to synchronize the control of the substitute, let go of his clenched hand.

The skin is like a silver chariot with a dark mirror that reflects the human heart, slowly letting go, and the arrow that was snatched by it slipped from the gap between the fingers, and the indescribable feeling of depression exuding from his body was suddenly reduced a lot.

But before Polunarew and the others breathed a sigh of relief, the silver chariot with ambiguous features turned its head and stared at them quietly.

Being stared at by this “gaze” that seemed to contain an independent consciousness, Joseph’s heart was tightened with the appearance of a young man, and then he found that his hermit Zizi, whose strength had increased for some reason, suddenly got out of control and instantly relieved the wave. The bundle of Runarev’s arm was drawn on the falling arrow like a long whip.

As the fiercely drawn arrow moved away, the deep blackness of the silver chariot’s body surface gradually faded, returning to the original silver armored knight’s appearance.

Constrained by the purple thorns that came up, Joseph tried his best to turn his eyes, and saw the key arrow whirling towards the edge of the experimental site, heading towards… just came in from outside the door. The…transparent water mass?

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