Release that Witch

Chapter 792: Soul guessing

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"This... is really delicious!" After a long time, Phyllis's swallowing movements slowed down.

Whenever other diners pass by, they will be surprised. The table is filled with all kinds of lunch boxes, ranging from hamburgers to egg tarts. The portion is enough for five or six people, but there are only three people sitting at the table. . For this reason, Roland also received a lot of contemptuous glances. Compared with the two slender and attractive women on the opposite side, the possibility of these foods being stuffed into his stomach is obviously much higher.

"Wipe her," Roland said helplessly, and at the same time was a little fortunate in his heart. Fortunately, he brought her to a fast food restaurant instead of a high-end restaurant, otherwise this meal would eat up his wallet.

Zero took out a wet towel and helped Phyllis wipe off the tears and oil on her lips. Fortunately, witches are naturally beautiful and hardly need makeup, otherwise this tearful lunch would have smeared her face into a mess. And the little girl was probably the first time she saw someone who had such a miserable life. She would be happy to tears even eating Kaifeng dishes, her sympathy was already overflowing, and her attitude towards her had changed 180 degrees.

"There are still cones here, but we can talk about the dream world first." Seeing that she had almost eaten, Roland drank a coke and entered the topic, "Did you find any vision or something wrong before you fell into the dream? ?"

"But..." She glanced at Zero next to her.

"It's okay, it's just a childhood dream," he blinked.

"I see," Phyllis immediately understood what he meant, "it's been a long time indeed... let me think about it, there was nothing special at the time, I just leaned against the wall to cut off my consciousness as usual, so there was Helps me recover quickly without losing my vigilance completely."

"Can you sense changes in the outside world even after you cut off your consciousness?"

She nodded, "I just stopped the control of my body, and my consciousness sank into the darkness, but when there is danger around, I can still detect it. It is not from sight or hearing, but a kind of indescribable I feel as if someone is reminding me somewhere. Celine calls this phenomenon a potential connection. If it is drawn into the soul container, it will be a complete sleep, and there will be no consciousness. "

"What are you talking about?" Zero pouted, "Who is Celine?"

"A psychiatrist, don't interrupt children when adults are talking," Roland glanced at her. "If you feel bored, just go for a walk in the park and watch other people go fishing and flying kites. Don't be too far away from us."

The little girl snorted in dissatisfaction, grabbed the cone and walked out of the store.

"It doesn't matter, right?" Phyllis asked through the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at her back.

"It's okay, the level of public security in this era is very high, and ordinary people can't deceive her," Roland shrugged, "Go on."

"Yes, once I fall into deep sleep, I should float in the boundless darkness. There is no light, no sound, nothing exists... and nothing can be done." The ancient witch paused, "But this time The sight that appeared became your dwelling in the dream world, and I was astonished beyond words to describe, but fortunately I saw you very quickly."

"Well..." Roland thought for a moment, "In other words, the only difference between this sleep and the usual one is that you are in my castle."

"This is the only difference." Phyllis swallowed the last cone and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Seeing the yellow tube tip disappearing into the ancient witch's mouth little by little, a thought suddenly flashed in Roland's mind, "The beam of light!"

"what?"

"Didn't you say that when I fall asleep, there will be a huge, wide, orange-yellow beam of light like a city wall?"

"That's right," Phyllis was slightly startled, as if realizing something.

"And you also have a beam of light, right?"

"You mean... our beams overlap?"

"Yes, the lord's castle in Border Town is just an ordinary stone building. It is impossible for you to connect to the dreamland. After thinking about it, only the beam of light is what we have in common." Roland clapped his palm suddenly, "But it's not enough to just rely on overlapping beams of light. Otherwise, Anna and Nightingale should have entered the dream world long ago. Cutting off consciousness may be the key."

Of all the descriptions of the Taquila witches, the word soul had always puzzled him.

Whether it's the body of a God's Punishment Warrior or a bizarre biological carrier, Taquila survivors control them by transferring their souls, but... What is a soul

According to Roland's understanding, the soul is a synthesis of thinking and memory, and the phenomenon generated by the interaction of neurons with each other through electric current is not something that actually exists, nor can it continue without the body. But the soul core of the underground civilization broke this concept, not only turning the soul into a substance that can exist out of thin air, but also carrying it around.

At first, he generally attributed it to the magic of magic, but now it seems that it may not be the same as what he imagined. What if thinking and memory can be analyzed

Assuming that the light beam and magic power all come from the red moon, then the so-called soul is also likely to be the same. When the soul core is activated, the person whose soul is extracted will form a complete memory in the red moon. The light beam is just a transmission channel. Hence the appearance of soul transfer.

According to Pasha, because the transformation of magic power is too complicated, the gods took over the process, and its performance lies in the thickness of the beam of light. Whether the wheel is correct or not, if it is just to simulate memory, it is indeed much easier than the realization of magic power and the creation of things out of thin air. Therefore, the light beam above the Witch of God's Punishment is so small that it can be justified.

Following this line of thinking, the complexity of the dream world exceeds the ability of most witches, and the beam of light is as thick as a city wall. When Phyllis interrupted her consciousness within this range, her thoughts in the red moon communicated with the dream world, and a vision connecting the dream world appeared.

The more Roland thought about it, the more excited he became. The conclusion that he had been thinking about and could not reach before could now find a plausible explanation from this assumption. If it was because of the overlapping beams of light, it meant that the dream world was indeed a part of the Red Moon. With the help of Zero's Soul Battlefield, he left a footprint of his own in this "God's Domain" that was in charge of magic.

Just when he was about to tell Phyllis about this guess, there was a loud noise from the restaurant next door, and shards of the window glass were scattered all over the floor. People fled from the store in a panic, crying, screaming and screaming for help were mixed, and even the diners in Kaifeng Vegetable Store panicked.