However, just as Luo Yuan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, his expression suddenly changed, and he stared at Molly's body. As the look in her eyes gradually dissipated, a pale silver illusory shadow struggled to slowly escape from the cold body. Struggling to emerge. A chill rose from Luo Yuan's heart and spread throughout his body, making his hair stand on end!
"Soul!" Luo Yuan looked at this illusory shadow in shock, with a look of disbelief.
The virtual shadow exudes a pale silver light, like a veil shrouded in thick fog. Moreover, her facial features are distinct and her limbs are complete, making her look exactly like Molly.
Finally, she completely broke free from her body, but slowly stood up. It may not be accurate to say that it is standing. To be precise, it should be floating and standing up.
At this time, she looked confused, as if she had forgotten something. She lowered her head and looked around. Finally, she saw her own body, with long-lasting doubts and confusion on her face.
In order to avoid accidents, Luo Yuan slowly took a step back, but just as he took steps, he discovered that he was actually floating in the air like a soul. Not only that, his body could move back and forth, up and down, and he could move just by his thoughts. .
With a surprised look on his face, he stepped back more than ten meters away. While Molly's soul or ghost was staring at his body, he quickly glanced at the system and finally found two omitted messages, one of which was a reminder that the task was completed:
"Current mission: D-level mission: D-level mission: The mastermind behind the scenes - the mysterious mind controller, find and kill the opponent; time: five days; mission status: completed; evaluation: perfect."
"Character: Luo Yuan"
Completion: 100%
"Reward basic experience value +9600*100%!"
"Evaluation: Perfect, experience value +9600*100%!"
"Experience: 43920/153600!"
Luo Yuan glanced at it and ignored it. Now that he has more and more experience in upgrading, D-level tasks can obviously no longer keep up with the need for upgrading. Even if this task is a perfect evaluation, upgrading is still far away.
Luo Yuan is most concerned about the second item:
"Your will improves during the process of resisting mental attacks, and 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 flashes through his heart, and he stabilizes his mind.
The situation was not right at this time, and it was not the time to be distracted.
As soon as he thought about it, his feet landed on the ground again. He breathed a sigh of relief. Being in the air was a bit unaccustomed to him after all. Moreover, people who practice martial arts pay attention to the power starting from the ground. All power relies on the earth. Being in the air, It made him feel 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 and empty, and she looked straight at Luo Yuan.
She suddenly opened her mouth, and before Luo Yuan could get confused, Molly's faint voice suddenly came from his mind. This kind of voice was indescribable, with a quiet and deadly silence, as if complaining or crying.
"Did you kill me?"
If he were an ordinary person, he would have been scared to death when faced with this scene, but there was not much fear on Luo Yuan's face. He had also encountered such an enemy before. He was immune to physical attacks, but was immune to momentum and will. He didn’t have much defense capability. His only concern was that the other party had the kind of mental shock before. Since he had killed even the living, he would still be afraid of a dead person. He sneered and said: "Besides me, is there anyone else here?"
Just when Luo Yuan looked wary, Molly's voice unexpectedly sounded:
"Then you should know me? Who are you, and... who am I?" Her face returned to confusion, as if she had lost her memory.
Luo Yuan hesitated for a moment, then 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 was thoughtful and was in a daze for a few seconds. Suddenly she looked at Luo Yuan with a surprised look on her face, wondering: "You What are you doing here, who are you?"
Luo Yuan was a little strange and answered again: "Luo Yuan!"
"What a familiar name, what is my name?"
Luo Yuan didn't speak, and she had some realization in her heart. Sure enough, not long after, she said similar words again as if she saw Luo Yuan for the first time.
He remembered that he had read a report once, saying that if ghosts really exist, they have no memory, or they only have temporary memories, and they forget about them. Because the memory storage of the brain is lost, the memory of the soul has nowhere to rely on and has no support.
However, Luo Yuan found that there were still some omissions in the article's point of view. It may also be that Molly's soul was too powerful at the time, which caused the projection of memories to appear in her soul. Her soul still had some vague memories and could recall her identity. , and even has a lasting memory of a few seconds.
…
However, even such a powerful soul seemed unable to stay alone for a long time. As time went by, her figure gradually dimmed. Within ten minutes, the shadow was already looming, and the original silver brilliance was almost transparent.
At this time, she was speechless and her expression was almost blank, as if she was a ghost that had lost its spirituality.
After continuing for more than a minute, the shadow finally dissipated and turned into countless light spots, completely disappearing from the world.
Under the dim light, Luo Yuan watched Molly's soul dissipate, feeling a little lost and sighing.
Regardless of the hostile stance, his strength has reached such an extent that he can turn into an almost physical soul after death. Although he eventually dissipates, it is still awe-inspiring.
Luo Yuan glanced at it, and with a thought, his body slowly floated up and flew towards the front.
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This was his first time flying, but surprisingly, he didn't feel any discomfort at all. It was as if he was born to fly. Everything was as natural as breathing, and his body sometimes turned and sometimes accelerated according to his thoughts.
The strong wind blew by, blowing his hair into the wind, and the suppressed excitement was stirring in his heart. The more he flew, the happier he felt. If it weren't already late at night and he had just returned from the murder scene, it would be too much. It was too easy to be exposed, and he could hardly help shouting 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 mankind. Based on this dream, mankind has invented various flying tools and realized them. But how can the comfort of flying with the help of tools be compared to flying by one's own ability? At this time, Luo Yuan already understood Why did Mr. Wang rarely touch the ground after he learned to fly? Exercise ability was the second priority. It is really this kind of feeling that makes people addicted too easily.
The flying speed is not fast. Luo Yuan estimated that it is about 20 meters per second, which is 72 kilometers per hour. When running at full strength, the speed of 100 meters and two seconds is much slower.
Of course, this is not absolute. If it is used to travel, especially on mountain roads, flying 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 willpower does not depend on whether you show your emotions, but on controlling your emotions, not being confused when in danger, not panicking when encountering difficulties, being intoxicated but not lost, and being able to endure severe pain, loneliness, boredom and pressure. When Luo Yuan returned to his original home, he felt calm again.
Looking at the dusty ground, Luo Yuan was silent for a while, then picked up the broom and was about to clean it. Suddenly his heart moved, and he put down the broom again. He gathered his will and tentatively waved his hand.
An invisible force emanates from the body. Whether it is the ground or the wall, whether it is dust or debris, all the garbage floats up quickly under the mysterious power, gathers in the air, and gradually forms a gray approximate Football sized sphere.
Looking at the garbage ball, Luo Yuan stretched out his finger, and the ball quickly flew out of the door.
With a slight sound of wooden boards colliding, Luo Yuan walked out of the door and continued walking along the corridor for another thirty or forty meters. He 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 incredible that it made him feel like he was in a dream.
What's even more mysterious is that all this is based on just two rough and general ideas.
For example, the first thought is to collect garbage, and the second thought is to put the garbage into the trash can.
He didn't think about what kind of garbage it was, whether it was dust, crumbs, or yellowed newspapers, nor did he have the ability to be distracted and collect every particle of dust. He just subconsciously repaired and perfected this idea and put it into place. All the things that can be called garbage are gathered in the heart.
The same was true for his 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, it was not as free-spirited, understated, and without any fireworks at all. .
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A dazzling ball of light appeared in the room. The originally dark room suddenly became as bright as day, and then turned into a raging flame, burning out of thin air, with heat waves rolling in. Then the flame gradually lengthened, forming a flaming sword.
The next moment, the flames quickly dissipated, 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, experimenting with it endlessly.
At this time, he was even more excited than before when he was flying.
When the will reaches such an extent, it is no longer just about making the knife sharper and making the body form a shield. The ability it expresses has formed a brand-new power that is different from the physical body.
He clenched his fist, and his invisible will suddenly condensed into it. In the dark room, it looked sparkling, as if it were as real as running water.