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Aaron couldn't help but look at Sun Xuan. At this time, he was wearing modern clothes, a pure white T-shirt with a pair of ripped jeans, and a pair of sneakers. He was so ordinary that he couldn't be more ordinary.

For Aaron, this familiar combination made him feel a little like he was in another world.

Although he had just arrived in this different world not long ago, he was already accustomed to the clothes of this world. At first glance, he felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Sun Xuan.

"Explain, this is my soul projection, just a video," Sun Xuan said first, "So, you can't expect me to answer your questions, and I can't do that, because I believe that soon I will Become a part of.”

When talking about that term, Sun Xuan was deliberately vague.

"So, next thing I say, listen, no matter what 'I' said to you before, please believe in me, a time traveler who is still sane, and don't believe in the monster that has probably become an inhuman one. If I If I can succeed, you will definitely not be able to see me now."

Looking at Sun Xuan's plain face, Aaron was suddenly shocked. The memories and voices of that day suddenly flashed through his heart - "My name is Sun Xuan, save me."

For a moment, he really didn't know who to trust.

The Throat of Death, or Sun Xuan?

Before Aaron could think about it, Sun Xuan, who was smiling lightly, had already retracted his smile and said calmly: "My name is Sun Xuan. When you hear this sentence, I am already dead. I know very well what will happen to me later. The encounter and ending, this is the price I deserve. I don’t know whether you are a boy or a girl, where you come from or what era you come from, but this record will only be seen by us time travellers. This is the only one I have now. What you can do for those who come after you is also the last line of insurance.”

"After I become a believer and even a projection of that thing, I will act according to his will and completely become his puppet. But since you can see me, it means that you have seen me at least once, and you have survived. .

The triggering condition is very simple. When you encounter me again or come into contact with my remaining breath, this record will be activated. Do you still remember ‘my’ spiritual gift? If the plan goes right, 'I' will take advantage of the situation and mix in the last fragment of my soul.

When you can see this record, it means that you are at least not dead yet. Then I emphasize again, don’t believe that ‘I’! "

Does Sun Xuan know his future ending?

Aaron was thoughtful and carefully looked at Sun Xuan in front of him.

In other words, he knew that he would become a natural disaster in the future.

At the same time, it also means that natural disasters can be...created?

This vague thought shocked Aaron's heart, and many questions came to his mind again.

It was only then that Aaron discovered that the information he knew did not include Sun Xuan's identity. People only knew that the natural disaster Death Throat was a poor musician, but no one knew who he was before.

Is it that the person who collected and compiled relevant information was not aware of Sun Xuan's true identity, or... was he deliberately concealing it?

"Think about our identity, that is our advantage, think about the wave-particle duality of light, you should be able to understand, I don't know what your identity is now, but remember, all power comes from the known, but Be respectful of the unknown.”

Sun Xuan paused and said seriously: "Otherwise, you will become the next me."

His originally illusory figure gradually faded, the colors gradually faded, and the voice gradually became ethereal.

"I'm sorry, you can't get my inheritance either. I've spent all my wealth trying to find the truth, but I can tell you that there is an elemental elf named Ikri wandering in Badibilari. Remember to bring only three pinecones and call it the Great Ikri. That will gain its favor and maybe one of your wishes will come true. This is the last help I can provide you.

The above are the most important things, followed by some relatively insignificant things.

Don't trace my identity, at least not before you reach the gold level. This world is very special. Try not to expose your identity. Of course, if it is exposed, please treat it with caution. This world is going crazy. I know you can't understand. But please remember this sentence..."

Listening to Sun Xuan's gradually blurred words, Aaron couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.

Brother, it's too late for you to say this. My wife and I have already confessed...

Although he believed that Alice, who abides by her oath, should keep this secret for him, Sun Xuan's last words really made him feel a little scared.

What does it mean that the world is going crazy?

Is this world's will of the world corrupted by the aura of the cult?

But if this is the case, why is Sun Xuan so sure that he cannot understand the true meaning of this sentence?

"If I'm not wrong, my soul fragment can only hold on here, right?" Sun Xuan raised his head and looked at an empty distance, with only a rough outline and a faint color patch left in his figure, " From now on, there will be no more Sun Xuan in this world, right? Standing on the top of the mountains and staring into the abyss, there are people who are wingless and insist on going up, but I chose to jump. Ha, extraordinary..."

The last outline finally disappeared, and only Aaron was left in the empty world, and the chanting didn't know when to stop.

The mottled colors returned to his field of vision again, and the complicated lines restructured his vision. He returned to the real world again.

It seems that some time has passed. The aura of natural disaster hanging high in the sky has disappeared. The sun that had mysteriously disappeared finally returned to the world, and everything around it finally returned to nature.

The lingering black cult aura dissipated, and the innocent souls were completely absorbed by the disappeared aura of natural disaster. Even though he was in the ruins of the city lord's mansion, Aaron felt inexplicably somewhat relaxed.

[The host has accepted the soul fragments of the natural disaster·Throat of Death, knowledge points +5]

[Detecting the presence of secret fragments, do you want to consume the current knowledge points to complete the "Natural Disaster·Throat of Death" illustrated book information? 】

Picture book?

what is that?

After much hesitation, Aaron decided to spend his knowledge points to see what this so-called illustrated book was.

Before that, he had also obtained the illustrations of "Human-Faced Rat" and "Creeping Hand", but later, even though he had encountered them several times, the system never popped up the relevant prompts, let alone the illustrations. What's the use?

Although this system has a low sense of existence, judging from the current situation, at least it will not cheat him.

The next moment, the light screen in front of him flickered, and a line of words popped up, and Aaron's pupils shrank.

[Complete some information, natural disaster·throat of death (the incarnation of "judgment")]

[The illustration "Judgment" has been collected, and random characteristics are being generated...]

[Generation characteristics: Inexhaustible source, effect: increase the physical and mental energy consumed by using abilities, and cancel the upper limit of ability usage. 】

"How is this possible!" Not far away, Lian Na screamed.

The copy of the famous painting that was supposed to record the aura of natural disaster quietly changed its appearance. The aura of natural disaster disappeared and was replaced by a ridiculous stick figure.

He was enjoying the admiration of everyone at his feet despite his rough and shoddy aura, like a child's random scribblings.

The most bizarre part is that the stick figure style is clearly incompatible with the conquest painting, but at first glance it doesn't seem unusual, as if it should be that way.

Because of her extreme anger, Lian Na's expression was completely distorted and she screamed until her voice broke completely, "Who?! Who!?"