Epoch of Twilight

However, just as Luo Yuan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, his expression suddenly changed, and he stared fixedly at Molly's body, only to see that as the look in her eyes gradually dissipated, a pale silver illusory shadow was struggling to slowly escape from the cold body. Struggling to emerge. A chill rose from Luo Yuan's heart, and then spread throughout his body, making his hair stand on end!

"Soul!" Luo Yuan looked at this illusory shadow in astonishment, with an expression of disbelief.

Xu Ying exudes a light silver radiance, like a tulle covered in a layer of thick fog. Moreover, she has distinct facial features and complete limbs, completely resembling Molly.

Finally, she broke free completely from her body, but slowly stood up. It may not be accurate to say that it is standing. To be precise, it should be standing up while floating.

At this moment, she looked confused, as if she had forgotten something, looked around, and finally she saw her dead body, with a long time of doubt and incomprehension on her face.

In order to avoid accidents, Luo Yuan took a step back slowly, but just as he took a step, he realized that he was actually floating in the air like a soul. Not only that, his body moved back and forth, up and down, and he moved only with his thoughts .

With a surprised expression on his face, he retreated more than ten meters away, and while Molly's soul or ghost was staring at his body, he quickly glanced at the system, and finally found two omissions of information, one was a reminder that the task was completed:

"Current task: D-level task: D-level task: The black hand behind the scenes - the mysterious mind controller, find and kill him; time: five days; task status: completed; evaluation: perfect."

"Character: Luo Yuan"

Completion: 100%

"Reward basic experience value +9600*100%!"

"Evaluation: Perfect, EXP +9600*100%!"

"Experience: 43920/153600!"

Luo Yuan glanced at it and skipped it. Now that he has more and more experience in leveling up, the D-level tasks obviously can't keep up with the needs of leveling up. Even if this task is a perfect evaluation, it is still far away to level up.

Luo Yuan is most concerned about the second article:

"In the process of resisting mental attacks, your will improves, your will +1"

After raising his will a little, his will has reached seventeen points. In the condensed state, his body can finally escape the gravity of the earth and fly in the air. A flash of joy flashed in his heart, and he stabilized his mind.

This is not the right time to be distracted.

With a thought, his feet fell to the ground again, and he was slightly relieved. After all, he was not used to being in the air, and martial arts practitioners pay attention to starting from the ground, and all their exertion depends on the ground. Make him very insecure.

At this time, the other party finally made a move. She looked away from the corpse, raised her head, and suddenly looked at Luo Yuan. Her eyes were a little straight, empty, and she looked straight at Luo Yuan.

She opened her mouth suddenly, and before Luo Yuan could be confused, Molly's faint voice suddenly sounded in his mind. This voice was indescribable, quiet and silent, like weeping.

"Did you kill me?"

If it was an ordinary person, facing this scene, he would have been terrified, but Luo Yuan didn't have much fear on his face. He had encountered such an enemy before. He was interested in the opponent's physical attack immunity, but he was immune to momentum and willpower. He doesn't have much defensive ability, the only concern is that the other party's previous mental shock, since he killed even the living, would be afraid of a dead person, he sneered, "Is there anyone else here besides me?"

Just when Luo Yuan was vigilant, Molly's voice sounded unexpectedly:

"Then you should know me? Who are you, and... who am I?" Her face returned to be dazed, as if she had lost her memory.

Luo Yuan hesitated for a moment, and told the truth: "My name is Luo Yuan, and your name is Molly!"

"Luo Yuan, Molly, such a familiar name, yes! My name is Molly!" Molly thought for a while, and was in a daze for a few seconds, then suddenly looked at Luo Yuan with a surprised face, wondering: "You What are you doing here, who are you?"

Luo Yuan was a little strange, and answered again: "Luo Yuan!"

"It's a very familiar name, so what's my name?"

Luo Yuan didn't speak, she realized something, and it didn't take long, as if she saw Luo Yuan for the first time, she said something similar again.

He remembered that he had read a report saying that if ghosts really existed, then they would have no memory, or only temporary memory, so remember it and forget it. Because of the loss of the memory storage of the brain, the memory of the soul has no place to rely on, no support.

However, Luo Yuan found that the point of view in the article was still somewhat omissions. It may also be the reason why Molly's soul was too powerful at that time, which caused the projection of memory in her soul. Her soul still had some vague memories and could recall her own identity. , and even has a few seconds of continuous memory.

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However, even such a powerful soul seems unable to stay alone for a long time. As time went by, her figure gradually dimmed. In less than ten minutes, the phantom was already looming, and the original silver brilliance was almost transparent.

At this time, she could no longer speak, and her expression was almost blank, as if she was a phantom that had lost her spirituality.

After going on for more than a minute, the phantom finally dissipated and turned into countless light spots, completely disappearing in this world.

Under the dim light, Luo Yuan watched Molly's soul dissipate, feeling a little dazed and sighing.

Putting aside the hostile stance, at this level of strength, after death, it can be transformed into an almost substantial soul. Although it eventually dissipates, it is still admirable.

Luo Yuan glanced at it, and with a thought, his body slowly floated up, and then flew towards the front.

...

This was his first flight, but surprisingly, he didn't feel any discomfort, as if he was born to fly, everything was as natural as breathing, and his body turned and accelerated according to his thoughts.

The strong wind was blowing, blowing his hair up against the wind, and the suppressed excitement was stirring endlessly in his heart. The more he flew, the happier his heart would be. If it wasn't for the fact that it was already late at night and he had just returned from the murder scene, it would have been too much. It was too easy to expose, and he almost couldn't help shouting up to the sky.

But although he didn't yell, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

Flying has always been the dream of human beings. Based on this dream, human beings have invented various flying tools and realized them. But how can using tools be compared to flying with one's own ability? At this time, Luo Yuan has already understood Why did Wang Shishi stop landing on the ground after he learned to fly, and training his ability came next?

The flying speed is not fast. Luo Yuan estimates that it is about 20 meters per second, which is 72 kilometers per hour, and it is much slower than the speed of 2 seconds per 100 meters when running at full speed.

Of course, this is not absolute. If it is used for driving, especially mountain roads, the flight will be faster. After all, there are no obstacles in the air, and you are walking in a straight line. Unlike running, you have to consider the terrain.

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The level of will does not depend on whether you are emotionally exposed, but refers to controlling your emotions, not being chaotic in times of crisis, not panicking when things happen, not being intoxicated but not fascinated, and being able to endure severe pain, loneliness, boredom and pressure. When Luo Yuan returned to his original home, his heart had regained his peace.

Looking at the dusty ground, Luo Yuan was silent for a while, picked up the broom, and was about to clean up. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he put down the broom again. He gathered his will and stretched out his hand tentatively.

An invisible force emanates from the body, whether it is the ground or the wall, whether it is dust or debris, under the mysterious force, all the rubbish floats up quickly and gathers in mid-air, gradually forming a gray approximately A sphere the size of a soccer ball.

Looking at the garbage ball, Luo Yuan pointed out, and the ball quickly flew out of the gate.

With a slight sound of wooden boards colliding, Luo Yuan walked out of the door, walked another thirty to forty meters along the corridor, looked into the wooden trash can against the wall, and found that the sphere was already lying there.

Luo Yuan looked surprised, everything that happened just now seemed so unbelievable, it made him feel like a dream.

What's even more mysterious is that all of this is based on two rough and general ideas.

For example, the first thought is to collect rubbish, and the second is to throw the rubbish into the trash can.

He didn't think about what kind of rubbish it was, whether it was dust, debris, or yellowed newspapers, and he didn't have the ability to gather every grain of dust with distractions. All the things that can be called garbage in the mind gather together.

The same is true for the second thought. He didn't go out, and he didn't even think about where the trash can was. His subconscious mind helped him complete everything. Although he could barely do it before, he was not as free-spirited as he is now. .

...

A dazzling ball of light appeared in the room, and the originally dark room suddenly became bright as day, and then turned into a raging flame, burning out of thin air, the heat wave billowing, and then the flame gradually elongated, forming a long flaming sword.

The next moment, the flame quickly dissipated again, a strong chill appeared in the air, and the room began to be covered with frost. He was like a young child who got a new toy, and he never tired of experimenting.

At this moment, the excitement in his heart was even more exhilarating than when he was flying just now.

The will has reached such a level that it is not limited to making the knife sharper and making the body protective. The ability it expresses has formed a brand new power that is different from the physical body.

He clenched his fist, and the invisible will suddenly condensed in it. In the dark room, it seemed to be sparkling, and it seemed to be real like flowing water.