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"Friends, can't we be more honest, you don't have to scream for Duck who is hiding like this." Lu Zhengkang shook the pastor's shoulder sadly, "Do you know how strong I am now? You just need to tell me all the secrets of Tallinn. I can clean this place from beginning to end."

"..." The priest said nothing.

"Do you have any regrets?" Lu Zhengkang sighed. "Friend, I didn't find the access card to the fourteenth floor. You have to tell me more."

"The access card is no longer used above the thirteenth floor. More accurate identification is needed there, and you need a mask to enter."

"Then how do I get a mask, can I make a long story short?"

"That needs an alchemist. You can use an ordinary mask or helmet to blend in those who were high-level personnel...their ashes."

"Can you summon an alchemist? I can't use faith, it will hurt you."

"...In this case, there is no other way." The priest turned his back.

Lu Zhengkang heard some small whistling noises, like the sound of a small wind blowing through the woods at night, the rubbing of branches and leaves, and the sound of sandpaper grinding stones.

The priest’s back was very calm and there was hardly any shaking. Lu Zhengkang did not use the air machine to sense the priest’s actions out of politeness, but he smelled a little blood, the smell of blood flowing from the living corpse, more than that kind of fresh blood. It was more dull, and there was a fishy smell, almost the sour taste of juice eroded by mold.

"Eh! Are you cutting your own face?!" Lu Zhengkang hurriedly grabbed the priest's shoulder and pulled him over. As expected, the priest was holding a knife and cutting his cheek, "What are you doing?! Identity verification Wouldn't it be a shame?"

The priest lowered his head slightly and stared at Lu Zhengkang's toes, while the blood on his dagger and cheeks kept dripping.

"Are you crazy?" Lu Zhengkang couldn't believe it. "What do you do for self-harm?"

"Foreigner, wait a minute." The priest's eyes trembled. He couldn't see what was in front of him at all. He put down the dagger, dropped it on the ground, and covered his face with his hands.

He slowly curled up his palms, and slowly pulled his face off in Lu Zhengkang's speechless expression.

The priest lowered his head and handed his face to Lu Zhengkang.

Lu Zhengkang was taken aback for a while, and he asked the pastor seriously, "Did I say something wrong?"

The priest shook his head and raised his face. There was no blood and blood as he had imagined, but a young man's face with blood oozing out of the circle he cut through the knife.

No wonder the torn face is so complete. Lu Zhengkang has now determined the identity of the pastor. "The archiver is always hidden under the water. No one knows how many identities he has. Some apprentices even guessed that the archiver was hidden beside him. It is a heterogeneous species that will occupy the body, and usually appears in front of people with different faces."

The archiver smiled, "Yes."

After getting rid of his identity as a pastor, his whole personality was different, he was no longer the Tang Sanzang type, but more like Sherlock Holmes, confident and arrogant.

Lu Zhengkang asked: "Then, where did the real priest go?" He swung a sword, intending to tempt, but the archivist who didn't know the true or false in front of him was immediately recruited and burned to ashes by candlelight.

The scene of the refuge collapsed, and Lu Zhengkang was still in the laboratory on the 13th floor. Realistic distortion field. This is an area where the turquoise tower develops time and space spells. It is very important, and naturally there are strong enemies lingering here.

"I hate these people who play mental spells the most." Lu Zhengkang sighed silently. This is where the pain of facing a spiritual master is, true and false, false and real, as long as there is a psychological flaw, it is impossible to escape from illusion. In fact, he hadn't noticed what was wrong with his sudden return to the refuge just now. He just felt that the current development was too dramatic before he became suspicious. During the whole process, he did not find that his memory had been tampered with.

Since I still see through the illusion, there is nothing to be afraid of. The cage sea sword light masterpiece, directly splashed the entire area to clean the ground. The wizards who hid in the dark and placed curses all failed to escape the cave room. The light of the candle burned into dross a little bit.

When the sword went down, another layer of illusion was broken, and the laboratory scene collapsed. Lu Zhengkang was in a gloomy corridor. He looked at the sign on the wall. This is the 15th floor, not 13 floor.

Lu Zhengkang failed to reach the access control card on the 15th floor, so he decided that this was still an illusion, so he swung his sword again, and the surrounding environment was illuminated by candlelight. He turned his head and saw the mirror inlaid on the corridor wall, reflecting Lu Zhengkang. His body has the face of a priest.

"???"

Chapter 704 The Real Regulator

Lu Zhengkang: I thought I was on the thirteenth floor, and then I went back to the first floor in illusion. In fact, I was on the fifteenth floor.

Things suddenly became interesting. Lu Zhengkang stroked his face, to be precise, strokes the pastor's face.

This leather fits his cheeks like a mask, the edges are full of fine flagella, still swaying gently.Lu Zhengkang is not familiar with this technology, but he can see the purpose of this face: disguise.It is not only the disguise of the face, but also the disguise of the whole body and other more complex information, words and deeds, thought fluctuations, soul characteristics, and causal connections.

This face is a mysterious object, a meme, a stalk, and a business card.

Let all those who see this face believe that the person who wears this face is the person whose face refers to the identity.

This is an item that can change the identity of others to users.

Someone's summary of self shapes his self-knowledge, and others' views of someone are based on their own summary of the person's image.

The perception of a person is changeable, but the impression of a person’s social identity is relatively fixed.When you meet old classmates you haven't seen for many years, even if you can't believe the other party's changes, you can easily identify each other: old classmates.

This pastor’s mask was given to Lu Zhengkang as a pastor, but this thing is not controllable. Whoever sees him will believe that he has become the priest himself, including Lu Zhengkang.

That is, when Lu Zhengkang saw this face in the mirror again, he once again lost his memory unknowingly.

This lost process is not intense. Lu Zhengkang recognizes himself as a player and as a character in the game at the same time, and feels nothing wrong.

His cognition of the player Lu Zhengkang has a deep foundation. His memory has not been erased and tampered with, but has been suppressed, and his cognition of the priest has no past support at all, but this impression is extremely deep, and In addition to having no memory, the pastor’s behavioral patterns have been transplanted.

Lu Zhengkang walked through the corridor briskly and naturally, just like passing by here many years ago. He is not familiar with the surroundings and has no relevant memories, but he is very clear about where he is going in the dark.

If he wants to go to the top of the tower, he needs to pass through the periphery of the fifteenth floor and come to a special main magic ladder well.The priest didn't tell him what was on the top of the tower, but when he became a priest, he expected to go to the top of the tower, where there were things he needed.

The communication crystal lit up an ice blue light, and the priest's voice came out, "Outsider, you should go to the fourteenth floor. Have you lost your way?"

Lu Zhengkang did not answer. There would be other living corpses on the road trying to attack him. After reaching the fifteenth floor, the living corpses that appeared were not just apprentices and violent experimental subjects, but also real wizards: or, legendary spellcasters.

They retain more living characteristics, and almost no signs of decay are visible on the outside. Compared with the residents of the refuge, they are only slightly older, which is reflected in their dry skin and hair.

Moreover, they retain a considerable degree of intelligence.

"Freeman, why are you here?" Ulitan, the head of the Mind Breaking Department, stood in his theater and greeted Lu Zhengkang, holding a crystal wine glass full of dust and cobwebs in his hand.

The answer to him was a white sword aura that tore through Ulitan's shield. The moment he was about to hit his body, the legendary spellcaster who had been promoted during his lifetime teleported away without a trace.

Lu Zhengkang’s Qi machine senses the disturbance of the space-time structure, like a wake left by a bird. The space-time structure will also leave some twisted marks after transmission. The flying sword flicks lightly and follows the space-time turbulence. Teleported out and pierced into Ulitan's body.

After all, the living corpse is just a living corpse. Most of the legendary mage’s abilities have been wiped out. If you eat this, you will die. Ulitan can only hold his waist and abdomen, which was broken by a big wound, and mutter to himself, "I Just say hello..." The white light drowned him, and his soul rose into the sky.

This kind of wonderful experience continues to happen. Lu Zhengkang walks all the way to the central area on the 15th floor, which is only two floors away from the top of the tower. It is in a huge semi-plane, so that this floor itself is similar to a Highly integrated urban buildings, the structure resembles a honeycomb, three-dimensionally distributed, with a magical starry sky at the top.

Lu Zhengkang emerged from the top floor of a building, finally overlooking the 15th-story city.

This area of ​​Tallinn should be said to be very dangerous and malicious. For example, the fourteenth floor of the turquoise tower is completely unsuitable for exploration. The number of legendary spellcasters is too concentrated, and the possibility of sudden death is too great.

Can Lu Zhengkang wear the priest mask to arouse the vigilance of these senior living corpses? No matter what method they use to get to the fifteenth floor, they will encounter a difficult picture drawing process.

Simply living corpses have only one life, and the saltborn with faith can continue to resurrect.

However, Lu Zhengkang only had one life.

He looked at the tall buildings in this city. Due to the collapse and instability of the semi-plane itself, a considerable part of the buildings here are also in a state of destruction.

Unexpectedly by Lu Zhengkang, the design style here can be said to be very Bauhaus. There is an extreme pursuit of simple design in the industrial age, which forms a strong contrast with the luxurious interior decoration.The shape is a collection of hexagonal prisms. The city plan can also be seen from a high point as an imitation honeycomb structure, including residential areas, trade buildings, research departments, parks, waters, mountains, experimental material gardens, and dangerous experimental areas. and many more.

The buildings are connected by sky bridges and ground roads. Basically, there is a super giant teleportation array at the top of each building. Lu Zhengkang estimated that it is not a problem to park a small-sized space battleship on average. The look of an aircraft carrier.