Everyone is still discussing loudly, and Meng Qi's strangeness, because of the cover of his mask, few people noticed.
Only Sanders gave Munch a light glance.
Although Sanders seems to be alienated from the whirlpool of discussion, he is actually observing the movements of other people, especially His Excellency Monchi.
Others may not know the inside story, but as a person marked by time thieves, Sanders knows some of Munch's thoughts very well.
In fact, most of the "seeds" marked by the time thief, at the beginning, their position towards the time thief is the same.
Sanders doesn't want to be shackled by time thieves, and even hates time thieves.
Initially, Munch did the same.
As a talented person, their goals are naturally lofty and the truth is the other side they pursue. How can they be willing to let the time thief steal their choice? Even if this choice was abandoned by him.
But when did Munch's ideas begin to change
Was it when he exhausted the resources of the Frost Moon Alliance and couldn't go any further? Was it when he saw a higher-order world, but it was beyond his reach? Or... When he was practising at a certain time, he made that choice because he was eager for utility and profit, and the time thief with a cunning smile showed him a satisfied expression, and he never appeared again
Yes, Munch has never seen a time thief since he practiced a certain time.
In that practice, the time thief stole another choice, and at the same time gave him a lot of compensation, so that his combat power directly reached the top of the southern region. But because of this, it seems that he can no longer enter an inch. At the same time, he has never seen the time thief again. Even if he has made many choices that can change his life, the time thief has never reappeared.
He knew that the time thief had completely abandoned him.
And once the time thief gives up his "seed", there are only two reasons: the seed itself does not make progress, or in other words, the "truth choice" of the seed has been stolen by it.
Monkey knew that he was the latter.
From that day on, Munch no longer hated the time thief, but looked forward to seeing the time thief again, but in the end it was all empty.
Later, the reason why he decided to use the method of sacrificing the blood of the descendants of the demon god, and wanted to break through the legend, was also because he had not seen the time thief for a long time.
When the road ahead was hopeless, he chose to take the sword and take the slant.
Therefore, Munch's emotions are so complicated when he hears the time thief now.
Sanders can speculate on Monkey's psychological changes, but he actually scoffs at Monkey's morbid psychology.
Munch never thought that his choice was not necessarily wrong. The time thief is no longer there, perhaps just leading him to make mistakes.
After all, the time thief is a complete asshole.
He said that it is fair to take the choice you gave up, but in fact he is making psychological suggestions to you all the time, guiding you to make the choice he wants.
It is for this reason that Sanders was so indignant when he heard that Angel was marked by a time thief.
However, Mr. Monchi seems to be completely obsessed. Even if you tell him that your choice is not wrong, it is the bastard who is the time thief who is wrong, and it is estimated that he will not listen.
Obsession and demons have always been obstacles on the road to legend.
Sanders narrowed his eyebrows, his eyes gloomy. When he heard the voices of the time thieves getting louder and louder, he finally said: "The time thieves are unpredictable. ?"
Sanders raised his head: "Mr. Monchi, the information you just said, in addition to impetuous energy and abyss awakening, also mentioned a mysterious shop. What does this mean?"
Sanders' words successfully diverted the attention of the wizards present.
Indeed, the time thief is too far away from them, at most it is a talk after dinner. The more urgent matter at present is the situation of Rasudran. After all, they are now hanging their lives on their belts, tied to the entire Frost Moon.
"Mysterious shop, is it the Balalaika of the resting place?" It was Sinefah who spoke, and she whispered to herself.
After being stunned, Munch finally recovered his thoughts. He first took a deep look at Sanders. He could hear the sound of Sanders' words, but it was too late.
Then Meng Qi shook his head to Sinifa: "The shop of the resurrection witch is not a mystery in the world of demons."
"I don't know the specific situation of the mysterious shop I mentioned. It seems to be a shop that opened suddenly in La Sudran in the past two days. In a short period of time, this shop has stirred up the situation and attracted the eyes of countless great demons. ."
Munch's words aroused the attention and discussion of the wizards.
"There is actually such a shop in Devil's City? Mysterious shop, it sounds very mysterious indeed."
"Could it be something mysterious?"
"Will this mysterious shop have anything to do with the abyss awakening that Mr. Monchi said before?"
Everyone discussed this small shop one after another, but they had no channel to know about Rasudran's situation, and all discussions and speculations had no factual basis.
At the end, everyone's eyes focused on Monkey again.
In fact, Munch didn't get much information. His "eye" in La Sudland was actually Morgheim, who had a war with him at the beginning. To be precise, it was Morgheim's left eye.
Morgheim, a middle-level demon, why can he fight Munch for so long? But it's Monkey's layout.
Morgheim's left eye, which is Monkey's secret chess piece, can only appear when Morgheim's body is dormant or unconscious. But now, Morgheim has no plans to rest, and he has received too little news.
However, it is not entirely absent.
"There is one more news." Munch hesitated for a moment: "The mysterious shop in the depths of the rumors is called Psychedelic."
"Psychedelic?" Everyone smothered the news, without any clues to say, but they made themselves psychedelic.
When Sanders heard the name, for some reason, his heart skipped a beat.
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On the other side, Angel's heartbeat suddenly accelerated a bit.
He rubbed his eyes and raised his eyebrows again to look at the fiery red figure that was gradually disappearing on the street in the distance.
"That's right, this feeling is so familiar..." Angel murmured in a low voice.
He is now on the roof of the psychedelic shop, and tall branches spread not far away, shading a trace of shade and casting mottled tree shadows on his face.
Fafnir rested on the branch of a big tree not far away.
The reason why he chose to stay here is actually because he covets the aura around Fafnir. In this field of wind, no great demon can spy into it.
Originally, Angel was meditating here, but suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a fiery red figure on the street in the distance. Although it was only a flash, Angel felt a familiar fluctuation.
"It should be the chain I made..." Angel said suspiciously: "But, isn't that chain given to the ** Tower? Moreover, the ** Tower also sacrificed blood and souls, it shouldn't appear in the ** tower. In the hands of others."
That flaming figure looks like a demon, not a human? Is it really his delusion
Angel rubbed his temples with a confused look on his face. Thinking about it carefully, even if it is really a ** tower, he should not appear in La Sudran at this time.
"It should be my illusion." With this thought, Angel lay on the roof again, under the shade of the leaves, as if he was dozing off like Fafnir.
Time passed, and after about half an hour, Canaan's voice suddenly came into Angel's ears from the courtyard.
"The owner, I found it outside! It's the previous pig devil!"
Angel opened his somewhat hazy eyes and looked down with a puzzled expression, only to see Canaan standing at the door of the courtyard, pointing at the thin and white demon lying on the ground beside him.
Taking a closer look, it was Morgheim who had participated in the experience tour in the store before.
"How could it lie down here?" Angel asked suspiciously.
Canaan shook his head: "I don't know what happened. It fell from the sky and fell directly here. It seems to be in a coma, shopkeeper, what should we do now?"
Angel frowned. He was about to leave Rasudland, but he didn't want to have anything to do with the demons here. In particular, Morgheim is still a powerful demon who has been fighting with Lord Monchi for a long time.
However, it was not very good to let Morgheim collapse in front of his store like this.
Angel thought for a while: "You move it to the side, as long as you don't block the guests, it has nothing to do with us no matter how unconscious it wants."
Canaan nodded. In fact, for these comatose demons, the local residents of La Sudran usually rob them all and then kill them to see if they can sell them for money. But this pig devil, the reason for the coma is unknown, and his strength is very strong, if he robs, it is easy to overturn.
Therefore, what Angel said was ignored, and Canaan agreed.
It created two water phantom arms, lifted Morgheim, and placed it under the big tree at one end of the forest.
Canaan is ready to come back. But at this time, Morganheim, who was in a coma, began to have strange things in his left eye pupil.
The black pupils turned into individual characters.
Because there were no guests for a while, Canaan was not in a hurry to go back. He stood beside him and took all these characters into his eyes.
"Gouging out your eyes? That's not okay." Canaan shrugged: "By the way, are your left eye and your body two kinds of consciousness?"
The left eye did not answer Canaan, but continued to transform into new characters.
This time, the character is not asking Canaan to gouge out its eyes, but asks: What's going on in your shop
"Didn't you experience it before? Oh, yes, it's not your experience, it's your own experience." Canaan laughed, this left eye seems to be really separate from the pig demon's body consciousness, could it be that Is it some kind of parasite? Or is it self-born consciousness
Anyway, Canaan finds it interesting.
What is your shop operating? The characters change again.
Canaan: "It's a journey of experience. What do you want to experience? It's the rhythm of water, the rhythm of the ocean. Anyway, you're only one eye, and you can't experience it. Why do you ask so much?"
The characters were still changing, but at this time, footsteps were heard in the distant woodland, and obviously another guest came to the door. Canaan waved his hand: "If a guest comes, I will go first."