I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Human beings, and the intelligent life derived from humans, are naturally pursuing "reasonableness". If they hear something beyond imagination and cannot connect it with their own cognition through certain logic, it will be difficult to accept it. Countless misunderstandings are born from this. Even Merian Solomon, one of the oldest Dead Apostles, is no exception.

Shen Er just demonstrated the transfer of blood-sucking impulse, and he automatically "analyzed" the cause and effect - Arquette woke up from a deep sleep, entered the real world, met Shen Er, and because of Shen Er's special ability, he took him with him - at the same time There is another question that comes out of the "analysis".

"Since you have such an ability, why do you still need the True Red Fruit? Is it because there is a limit to the blood-sucking impulse that can be transferred?"

"No, there is no limit to the impulse that can be transferred. What has the limit is the object that bears the blood-sucking impulse. The blood-sucking impulse is like water. How much water can be filled depends on the size of the container. What kind of existence do you think will have a larger capacity than the True Ancestor? big?"

Able to connect thinking with nature and change reality through thinking, the true ancestor's mental power far exceeds human imagination, as does the accumulated blood-sucking impulse.

As the direct disciple of the original true ancestor Zhu Yue, Mei Lian knew this better than anyone else.

"There is really no comparison. The capacity of a human being is a water cup, and Her Royal Highness is a reservoir. There is a huge difference. If there is anyone who can compare with Her Royal Highness in mental power, perhaps only the legendary third magician, but that person has already It’s been many years since I passed away.”

Shenji also had the same speculation, but after all, he had not completed the third magic, and his soul had not reached such a high level. At present, it is only the height of the reservoir. Although it is much larger than a water cup, it is still small compared to the reservoir. The first time he used magic to induce blood-sucking impulses, Shenji only lasted three seconds.

"However, if quality is not enough, quantity can be considered. The greatest advantage of human beings is quantity. One is not enough for ten, ten is not enough for a hundred, thousands, thousands, hundreds, thousands, hundreds -"

A "black key" passed by Mei Lian's eyes, interrupting his speech.

Along with the Black Keys came Hier's cold voice.

"Humans are not domestic animals raised by vampires. Watch your words."

"Don't get excited, I'm just raising a possibility."

Mei Lian was not angry either. He symbolically calmed down his companion and continued.

"The urge to suck blood is a spiritual impulse. It will not really turn humans into vampires. Drinking a few mouthfuls of blood will not cause any loss to humans. What do you think, Your Excellency Knight?"

"Theoretically, this is true, but you have overlooked a key point. The cup does not open but closes. The individual's consciousness will instinctively reject dissidents. Almost all mental operations are slowly guided rather than directly interfered. It is even more difficult to force infusion. It’s bigger than reading other people’s memories.”

"Then how do I—?"

"You are different. You are a son of God, and you have the ability to bear other people's consciousness and turn it into reality. If it were the two ladies over there, it would be a little uncomfortable at most."

Mei Lian's existence is special. Before becoming a Death Apostle, he was the Son of God (Global Terminal) who could communicate with animals and fulfill wishes. In layman's terms, it is a sub-species Holy Grail. The scale of wishes it can fulfill is not as good as the Fuyuki Great Holy Grail, but it does not have such cumbersome usage restrictions. Praying to him will make your wish come true. As long as it is within Mei Lian's tolerance, a hundred wishes can come true.

Ironically, Mei Lian can fulfill other people's wishes, but not his own. Although he clearly has god-like abilities, he does not have a god's body. His body structure is no different from that of ordinary people. For villagers, it is a very convenient prop.

Yes, props. Mei Lian's life before becoming a Death Apostle was miserable. He was born in an ignorant village. After the people in the village discovered his abilities, they regarded him as the Son of God. In order to prevent him from leaving the village, they said that "his divine appearance cannot be the same as that of others." As an excuse, he cut off his limbs and enshrined him in the church to be used as a wish machine.

Mei Lian was supposed to be a comfort product to the villagers throughout his life, but one day more than ten years later, Zhu Yue happened to pass by and was intrigued by his abilities.

Zhu Yue declared that she would kill all the villagers at dawn and said.

"If you want to survive, defeat me with your wish."

So the game begins.

The villagers' desire to "deny death" is indeed ugly and powerful. Regardless of the burden on Mei Lian who is responsible for fulfilling wishes, he successively came up with "powerful mythical beasts" to challenge Zhu Yue.

But obviously, those things are no match for Zhu Yue. The villagers' wishes failed to come true. At dawn, Mei Lian, who was overloaded, met his end. The remaining villagers died one after another while cursing Mei Lian and Zhu Yue.

after. At dawn as the sun rises, Zhu Yue kisses the dead Mei Lian, resurrecting her as a Dead Apostle.

"This is just for entertainment, live in the way you like. You have already painted several things that can replace your body and limbs. Although the desire as the cause is ugly, what you painted is definitely a famous painting. If it is The statues of gods you paint should be able to shoulder the important task of becoming your brothers and feet."

As if possessed by Zhu Yue's words, Mei Lian drew the statues of the four gods in the temple "shaped by the villagers' beliefs" and gave them the ability to become his own limbs, standing on the ground in human form for the first time. .

From then on, he swore to be a dead disciple loyal only to Zhu Yue and had a longing for her. After Zhu Yue's death, he transferred this feeling to Erquette.

Even after becoming a Dead Apostle, Mei Lian's ability still exists, and because of this ability, he became a superior "foreign object" among the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles who valued their strange colors. He likes his own abilities and believes in his own abilities. He often collects the imaginations of others and colors them with his own vision. He has been doing this for thousands of years.

What he didn't expect was that there were other wish institutions in the world besides him, and there were people who could use this method of operation to attack him.

"Ah hahaha, it turns out that there is still such a problem. It seems that I need to wear some targeted props in the future."

The boy's embarrassed wry smile made the two companions' expressions improve slightly, and also gave Shinji a chance to talk.

"Since the two ladies are Mr. Mei Lian's companions and are wearing church monastic uniforms, they must also be members of the Burial Agency. I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I am——"

Before he finished speaking, the silver-haired girl had already begun to recite his information.

"I know you, Matou Shinji, seventeen years old, living in Fuyuki City, Japan, a member of the Matou family of magicians. Three years ago, as a guard knight, he joined the last true ancestor to defeat one of the twenty-seven ancestors." "Wallachia Night', your whereabouts before and after are a mystery. The director issued an order to investigate you, and it has not been revoked until now."

"Even that Narubalek... I really don't know whether to cry or feel honored."

Shen Er was not surprised by this result. He made too much noise that time, and it would be dangerous for the church to ignore it.

"It's time to cry. Anyone who is targeted by the director will not end well." The silver-haired girl continued to implement her venomous style, "Although I don't like you, I don't like the director even more, so I would like to remind you."

"Thank you. I haven't asked the names of the two ladies yet."

"The seventh seat of the 'Burial Agency', Hiyer."

"Same affiliation, alternate member, Karen Ordesia."

"What???"

PS: Mei Lian is a weakened version of Yhwach. Wrong, Tsukihime was born earlier. It is more correct to say that Yhwach is an enhanced version of Mei Lian. (The Bleach was only serialized in 2001, and Tsukihime was released in 2000.)

PS2: Attention, attention, the old book club group is full, and you can’t apply for it since yesterday. A new book club group is now open, the group number is 1·3·2·6·4·8·0·9· 1. If you want to add, add it here. This is a large group of 2,000 people contributed by the boss. You may not be able to fill it up in a lifetime. (The group leader is not the traitor, but a certain manager. The traitor is a poor person who has no money to become a VIP)