Broad World

Morul, who was only eighteen, had never felt so painful and weird. Two completely different worldviews appeared in his mind at the same time, one is the cognition gradually formed as a human being for more than ten years, and the other is the ruthless evil of the mind flayer, who regards other intelligent life as food and slaves Thought.

We must know that the reason why intelligent life can distinguish who it is all stems from the cognition of the world, just like a newborn baby does not have much self-awareness except for basic physiological needs. They gradually understand the truth in the observation of the people and things around them, and then various emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are born.

Once the most fundamental thing splits, for a normal person, the world will collapse, and it is a miracle that it has not gone crazy until now. However, it won't last long if it continues like this. If the winner cannot be determined before the body's water is drained, then the whole body will die because it cannot withstand dehydration.

Regarding this situation, Henry couldn't think of any good solution other than careful observation. Morul's body doesn't absorb water at all now, even if he forcibly pours clean water into his mouth, he will spit it all out in a few seconds. As for the various healing spells, they are completely useless, because this is neither a disease nor a wound, but a special physiological phenomenon caused by cognitive errors.

"I... I am... Morul... I... am... human...human..." After a long period of roaring, Morul has completely broken his vocal cords, and now he can only use a hoarse ( moan. He looked so weak, the pupils of his eyes dilated very much, and he looked like he might die at any time.

"Hold on! Morul. As long as you can defeat the mind flayer's cognition of the world, you will gain the power of the mind. Become a powerful psion." Henry used the "ghost sound technique" to keep whispering in the apprentice's ear While repeating this sentence. His expression was very cautious. Once a trace of soul erosion is found, it will be completely destroyed immediately.

God knows what the consequences will be after the complete integration. Once the new consciousness has a human exterior and a cunning heart, plus the intelligence and psychic powers of a mind flayer, then it is a monster of horrors. If it is allowed to grow, it will definitely cause huge waves on this land, and it is definitely more dangerous than most legendary spellcasters.

Fortunately, the situation did not develop in the worst direction. As Morul's voice became weaker and weaker, he seemed to be dying, but he was still making the last effort. Fight for the last chance of survival for yourself. Perhaps it is this desire and persistence for life that human beings have replaced dragons, elves, dwarves and giants and become the most powerful race on the surface.

Henry now has some admiration for the young man in front of him. Whether it is in terms of aptitude, character, or perseverance, he is definitely worthy of the word genius. If he can really persevere, then he definitely doesn't mind nurturing him so that he can bloom. Bright light. After all, there are too few real talents like this, and he definitely has the potential to become a legendary spellcaster.

Time passed by every minute and every second, Morul's voice was only the size of a mosquito. Due to a large loss of moisture. The body looks like only dry skin and obvious bones, looking like a mummified corpse that is about to die. But his eyes remained wide open. The pupils kept closing and closing rapidly, as if using the last bit of strength to fight against the mind flayer's cognition.

Looking at the apprentice who was so energetic, Henry sighed slightly: "Oh, it's a pity, if you can keep your body hydrated, maybe you can really become the second mage and soul in human history..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the situation suddenly changed. Morul's forehead protruded rapidly, and after only a few seconds, the area from the forehead to the brow bone seemed to be swollen, and a strange energy position began to gradually form. What happened to his eyes, the brown pupils disappeared, replaced by quicksilver eyeballs.

"Only... only... only the soul will last forever!"

With a cry, the dry and dehydrated body instantly returned to its original state, and the surface skin exuded a faint oily sheen, as if the dying state just now was an illusion at all. Changing oneself and interfering with reality, there is no doubt that this experiment was successful, but it is not known whether it is human beings or mind flayers that dominate cognition now.

"Morul?" Henry tried calling the apprentice's name. Although he really wants to know the changes in the opponent's body, but out of caution, he still needs to confirm it first. After all, the burst of psychic energy just now was so strong. Although it was just unintentional, its power should not be underestimated.

"Morul? Such a familiar name. Yes! This is my name! I am Morul! No... no... Am I Morul... Who am I? A terrible monster? Or a humble human being ?”

The apprentice muttered to himself while touching his face. He looked as if he had lost some of his memory and changed in personality, as if a whole new personality had been born, neither of the old Morul nor consumed by the mind flayer's evil perception.

It can be said that this greatly exceeded Henry's expectations. It is important to know that this kind of situation is unique, and it will only happen under the circumstances of extreme coincidence. The cognition of the two worlds is thoroughly fused, and then the way of thinking and personality is reprogrammed, and finally a dominant consciousness that can balance the two is born.

He never thought that such a thing would happen, and he didn't know what to do for a while. What is it to accept him as his apprentice? Or nip the threat in the bud right away. In any case, this experiment finally proved that the theory of the blind eye is correct. Psychic powers are born in the brain thalamus, which belongs to the area of ​​root consciousness activity.

Just when Henry hesitated, the newborn Morul gradually came to his senses, observing the surrounding world with those mercury eyes, just like a newborn baby, very curious about everything. He can use the power of the mind to lift items, books, and experimental instruments at will, showing a frightening talent. I am afraid that most mind flayers are unlikely to have such strong psychic powers.

"Oh...God, what kind of monster did I create?" Henry patted his forehead with a wry smile. He felt that this experiment was too reckless, but fortunately it was Morul who was determined. If it were someone else, I'm afraid they would have been affected by the mind flayer's perception long ago. Become a total evil person.

The blindness is a bit bad though. But it's not too bad, at least there is a perfect experimental subject. It is entirely possible to observe how his psychic ability grows through teaching and training, so that a set of screening methods for human potential in this aspect can be summed up, so as to achieve the purpose of cultivating psions and psychic warriors.

Morul looked around for a while, put everything back in place, and then ran over and asked curiously, "Who are you? Do you know me? Why am I here?"

Henry thought about it for a while, and replied with a smile: "I am your teacher. And you are my apprentice. As for why you appear here, it's a long story. The simple explanation is that you conducted an experiment here, and Those supernatural powers just now were obtained after experiments."

"Teacher? Apprentice? Experiment? Why can't I remember all of them?" Morul frowned and asked back. Judging from his expression and movements, he shouldn't be lying. It seems that the side effects of this consciousness reorganization are quite large, and I am afraid that there will not be too many memories left.

"Remember the Guild of Masked Mages? That's where you used to stay. There are also apprentices Raz and Nora, who were sent here with you to learn magic." Henry continued to test while observing specific reactions. For outsiders, he has always been suspicious to the greatest extent, for fear that this guy is deliberately acting for himself.

However, Morul's reaction was very normal, and there was absolutely no doubt about it. He lowered his head and recalled for a while. Immediately jumped up and shouted: "I remember! That's right! I am an apprentice of the Masked Mage Guild! I also have my parents and a younger brother."

"Yes, just remember it. I promised you before the experiment. No matter what the result is, I will accept you as a disciple. Now is the time to realize it. Come on, sign this magic contract, and you can follow me in the future Learn magic knowledge, and of course how to exercise the power of the mind." As Henry spoke, he took out a contract that he had already prepared. In order to avoid nights and dreams, he hopes to control the uncertain factor in front of him immediately.

Perhaps because the newborn's personality was very simple, Morul signed the contract with his own blood without even thinking about it. In an instant, the entire parchment burned quickly, proving that the extremely harsh terms above had taken effect. He didn't know what this contract meant, even if he wanted to regret it now, it was too late.

In order to ensure safety, Henry used the usual trick of the devil on the contract, patterned text. Now the promising apprentice in front of him completely belonged to him from body to soul. You don't even need to speak, just a thought can pull out the soul of the other party who signed the contract.

Of course, this is just in case, under normal circumstances it will not be used lightly. After all, such an experimental body is really rare, and I'm afraid there won't be another one. At least Henry didn't dare to take the risk of conducting a second experiment, because the probability of failure was much higher than success, and the greatest possibility was to create a group of deranged and lawless villains.

Looking at the black ash left over from the burning parchment on the ground, Morul asked in a low voice: "I have finished signing the contract, can you tell me what happened now?"

"No problem, it all starts with the principle of the experiment..." Henry told the whole thing from the beginning to the end, including the principle of the birth of the psychic power, how it works, the entire fusion process, and the weird phenomenon that happened at the end , none of them fell. The reason why he explained in such detail is that he hopes that the young apprentice in front of him will not misunderstand, otherwise it will be difficult to carry out the follow-up experiment.

After listening, Morul touched his protruding forehead with a wry smile and said to himself: "Hehe, is everything my own choice? It's ironic... But it's okay, at least I really got my heart Psychic power."

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