Vol 2 Chapter 887: Right arm change

Chapter 887 Changes in the Right Arm
The richness is like the essence of the real world, and all of them are suddenly active, and the goal is consistently poured into the right hand of Anger.
Anger was shocked because he clearly did not let his right hand absorb the breath of the world.
All of this is completely autonomous behavior of the right hand.
Those who poured back into the right hand of the world, Angel did not know where to go. Not to mention that he is now a mortal body, even in reality, he is basically ignorant of his right hand.
However, with the fierceness of the resurgence of the world, Anger only felt that his consciousness had become a little confused, and the scene in front of him was sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.
It is like falling from a dream into an ordinary dream, and the thinking becomes less clear.
At this time, a large influx of the world's atmosphere, so that the floating green lines on the right hand began to increase, just like self-replication, a variety of new green lines emerged.
And these green lines are getting more and more ups and downs, when they are big and small, when they are sparse and dense, when they gather together. It is like a musical symbol, and an unknown score is written in midair.
In the end, these green lines are like fireflies, flying away from Angel's right hand, forming a clear-cut ring in the rotation and fitting it to the semi-channel boundary film.
Like the legendary piercing ring, there is a big hole in the membrane.
At this time, Angel has some indistinct reality and dreams, real and illusory. His mind began to fall into the paste, and even if he tried to keep it clear, he still couldn't keep himself in the dream.
Suddenly, he faintly saw a half-channel boundary film, and the "through the ring" made up of green lines appeared a tall figure.
The long blond hair danced in the wind, revealing only a scarlet and indifferent eye.
Even though the brain is in a confused state, he still can't help but raise his hand and point at the figure: "You are..."
There was a picture in his mind -
It is a dark space of chaos, and Anger stands out from the air. The chaotic space is like a universe. There are some stars that are not known to be hundreds of millions of light years.
In this dark starlight universe, Angel stood at the center.
In front of him, there is a water mirror that can reflect the stars. The water mirror is rectangular, as if there is no border, standing quietly like a door.
Anger stood in front of the water mirror and unconsciously reached out and wanted to touch the mirror.
There is also a man in the mirror. Angel can't see its appearance. Even the can't be distinguished. Only one can see the golden long hair flowing with the stars, and a pair of cold blood.
The people in the mirror also extended their hands.
The two men's right hands were in contact with the mirror, and the ripples like water waves spread slowly over the mirror.
Angel put his right hand into the mirror!
The hands of the people in the mirror and Angel's hand met at this time.
With the starlight flashing, the picture was terminated at this time.
Angel also raised his head violently: "I think of it, you are... Shawa?"
When he was in the Witch Town, Angel was like this, and his right hand was blended with the man, and the result changed. Later Sanders told him that there was a man with long blond hair, and his hand was with him.
It is like the person in the picture, like the person in the mirror, holding his hands and meeting one.
The figure of the blonde has already stepped out of the halfway and stood in front of Anger.
It stands to reason that Angel should feel fear. But like his previous tests at Maya, he didn't have a trace of fear for the people in front of him, but he felt very peaceful.
"Answer me, are you Shah?" Anger asked again: "Or, you are me."
In the realm, my projection? Another me in the world?
There is a lot of scent in the surrounding world like a fog, the figure of the person in front of him, and Angel has not seen it clearly. I only feel that my thinking is becoming more and more confused. The dream seems to collapse at this moment. He is like entering an ordinary dream, regardless of whether he is true or not.
Just before he was completely lost in a dream, he seemed to see the movement of his eyes.
But what he answered was that Angel could not perceive anything. If his original clear thinking is white tea, then a spoon will be kept round and round, and finally it will become drowning in the stirring, no logic.
In the midst of it, Angel just felt like he had another dream.
This dream of dreams, let Angel return to the chaotic universe full of ancient stars.
In front of him, it is still the water mirror that is covered with shackles.
The head of the water mirror is still the blonde figure who can't tell the difference between men and women.
And his right hand, still reaching into the covered water mirror.
If the opposite person is Savard Saunders, or the projection of Anger in the world. When he was in the Witch Town last time, he and the right hand of the person in the mirror had already merged together, so his right hand appeared to have changed.
But now, why is his right hand still in the mirror?
Anger wants to pull his right hand away from the mirror, but he can't move, but it stirs up the mirror.
I can't pull it away, but it's going to stretch in. It seems that there is still a lot of room. However, he soon discovered that he could only stretch out and not back.
And as he leaned in his right hand, his face was getting closer and closer to the mirror. He was far from the blonde figure in the mirror, and almost only this thin mirror was separated.
A kind of alertness suddenly rose from Angel's heart.
Can't go in again!
After this alertness rose, Angel's thinking seemed to be a little better. He tried to adjust his perspective and wanted to make the blurred vision clear and to see the person in the mirror.
However, as his mind began to recover, this ancient starry sky was also falling, as if everything around it was turned into dust, and it was blown into the unknown hourglass by the ancient wind.
When the dust disappeared, Angle's thinking gradually recovered.
He opened his eyes and looked at the misty sky above his head. He didn't know where he was. Is he experiencing his dream in the next dream? Or is he back to the wilderness of dreams? Or, did he return to reality?
For a while, Angel decided that he should still be in the wilderness of dreams.
The rich atmosphere of the shackles was still flowing slowly around his body, and along a certain vein, passed to every corner of the wilderness of dreams.
Anger sat up from the ground and turned his head and looked around.
There is no blonde figure, the half-channel is also good, there is no wind and no waves around, as if nothing has happened.
However, when Angel looked at his right hand, he discovered the change.
His right hand seems to be getting longer?
Anger extended his hands and compared it with his left hand, and found that his left hand was almost one less than the length of his hand.
The palm of the left hand is smaller than the right hand. Now, even the overall length is less?
What Angel seems to think of. When he dreamed of dreaming, he once put his right hand in the mirror for a distance. So, why did he merge with the existence of the world?
With a feeling of trepidation, Anger took off his coat.
Previously, those green lines were only suspended in the right palm, but now they spread to his forearms until the elbow joint.
Sure enough, his right arm has changed, and the distance he had reached into the mirror in the previous Angel dream was exactly the same.
"It seems to merge the right forearm?" Angel whispered quietly: "This should be just a dream... I am still in the wilderness of dreams, should it not affect the reality?"
Even though Angel is so comforting himself, when he remembers the last time he merged his right hand, he was actually in the realm of the world.
The final result still affects the reality.
Anger had an instant, and wanted to immediately quit the wilderness of dreams and return to reality to have a look. But as he got up, the bag around him hummed.
Anger took the bag up, and there was a piece of glass that was like a glass.
He picked up the bag and looked at the halfway that he couldn't see. Finally, after a moment of entanglement, I still did not immediately return to reality.
Anger changed himself to the "God's perspective" and patrolled all the areas covered by the atmosphere, and did not feel abnormal. There is no demon monster, and there is no blonde figure.
No matter what happened when he was confused, at least the person should be gone now?
Since the man left, the dream of the wilderness always had to come up with a solution, and he could not do anything.
Anger decided to follow the original plan and test whether he could break the wilderness of dreams.
But before that, Angel still needs to test one thing.
Now that the right forearm is also suspected of being merged, can he still create a partition space by absorbing a lot of scent from his right hand?
Anger tried it. The facts show that the right hand control has returned to his hands.
He can absorb a lot of scent through the right hand, and this effect seems to have improved. His precision in the control of the world is also higher than ever. It can even condense the scent of the world at a point, constraining, blocking and dispersing it.
Although the situation has returned to normal, and it is better than expected. But Angel's mood is not too much joy, this sudden inability to control the body parts, let him have a deep sense of powerlessness.
If one day, his body is integrated into more parts of the other side, is he still not himself?
Even though Sanders asked Angler to treat it as a projection blood, and said that the projection blood is the most suitable blood for him. However, in the case of inability to resist, it is inevitable that Anger will feel insecure in his heart.
However, this time, this is not the time when he mourns himself. Anger can only suppress the innocence of his heart and let his thoughts temporarily return to the right track.
Others have been put down for the time being, and now they are mainly based on the wilderness of dreams.
(End of this chapter)