Chapter 765

This is a strange man who is autistic, crazy and paranoid.

Because of his personality, he has never stepped out of the clock tower in his life, but he likes to spy on the crowd below with terrible eyes and imagine how to kill them at the top of the clock tower.

Angel was imprisoned in the body of such a strange man with a madness in his heart.

He can't manipulate the body of a freak, but he can feel his thoughts, spirit and obsession, just like the second soul in the same body.

Even if angel is an independent existence, he can enter the crazy thinking of this strange man, just like falling into the dark mire.

The freak must have felt angel's existence, but he never said a word to Angel because of autism.

Although angel is trapped in the body of a strange man, he knows how to get out of it.

There are two ways, either integrate with the strange man's soul and accept all his thoughts and obsessions; Or be a bystander and wait for the freak to die.

Only these two methods can get rid of the strange man's physical clamp.

The first method may be the fastest, but it also costs the most. Although this strange man is a mortal, according to angel's observation, his inner thoughts and crazy thinking are simply beyond ordinary people. If he integrates with it, his thinking is likely to go wrong at that time.

Integrating such extreme thinking may also change his character.

His character has changed greatly. Is he still himself? This may be an unknown problem. Therefore, angel did not choose to integrate with him, but looked at the strange man's life as a bystander.

In this process, angel also tried to communicate with the freaks. Whenever he had the idea of madness, angel would explain his ideas with him.

The other party's ideas are not necessarily wrong, and angel's own ideas are not necessarily correct, but his positions are different. Angel's explanation of his point of view is just to have a thinking collision with the freak. If there can be sparks, it may change some personality defects of the freak, such as autism.

But the strange man never talked to him. Even if Angel felt it, the other party could know what he thought.

In this way, angel lived in the freak's body for five years.

He knows he is in the vision space, so the concept of time must be wrong, but he can really feel the experience of the freak in the past five years.

The freak still lives in the clock tower alone and autistic. It is his job and his source of life to debug clocks and watches at midnight every day. When debugging clocks and watches, he would still look down on all sentient beings and think about how to torture and kill them.

Angel quietly looked at everything about him. The life of others to himself was like a leaf of duckweed in the sea. No matter the storm or the tide, he quietly rode on this leaf of duckweed and slowly drove to the other shore.

Angel thought he would be trapped in a freak for decades.

But on a snowy night in the fifth year, when the strange man was debugging the clock, he took the initiative to jump off the building without warning and smashed it into the snow. Pure white and flirtatious red are gradually integrated together.

Under the exclamation of the surrounding crowd, the strange man closed his eyes.

Angel knew that he should be able to leave the shackles of freaks. But just then, the strange man who had never responded to angel's dialogue in his heart suddenly said to him, "you're very strange..."

You're strange.

At the last moment of his life, the freak broke through the high wall erected by autism and said such a sentence to him with a confused whisper.

Angel always thought the strange man was strange, but the other party thought he was strange.

Although they live in the same body, they are still like two sides of a mirror. The person in the mirror may still feel the surface.

With the snowflakes falling, angel felt that he heard the roar and hiss of the long river of fate again.

Then he woke up.

After waking up, angel was silent for a long time. Even if the long river of fate in front of him slowly disappeared, he did not respond, but digested his previous life experience.

It was a long time before angel came back.

At this time, he was no longer on the Bank of the long river of fate, but in an empty and dark world. The only bright spot of the world was the huge clock with a "ticking" sound overhead.

This clock is a roulette. When the pointer inside moves, the place where the gears outside the roulette coincide is also moving slowly.

The gear is connected to the unknown void, and angel doesn't know what its rotation means.

But he vaguely guessed the name of the clock: the wheel of time.

Like the long river of fate, the wheel of time is still one of the three schools of prophecy. Angel wondered, does he have to go through the test of the three schools of prophecy to build an object depicting blank poetry?

While he was in a trance, a strange laugh came down from the top of the wheel of time.

Angel looked up. He couldn't use any tricks or fly now. He could only look at it from a distance. It seems that on the wheel of time, there is a dark figure sitting at the top of the wheel.

He couldn't see his appearance clearly, perhaps it was deliberately covered up. What angel could see was only a dark shadow.

"Who are you?" Angel asked suspiciously.

The shadow did not answer, but laughed more strangely and happily. After a long time, the shadow on the clock suddenly said, "unfortunately, you actually chose to wait. In fact, direct integration can not come out faster?"

Angel was stunned. Was the other party talking about the different life he had experienced before?

"Yes, boy." The tone of the shadow is upward.

"I don't want to be changed." Angel thought for a moment and answered the shadow's question.

The shadow said "well" and doubted, "but every place you go, every person you meet, every thing you experience, aren't you changing yourself when you make a choice?"

Angel frowned, feeling that he was sophistry.

"Yesterday's you are not today's you." The shadow suddenly smiled: "the future you imagined when you were a child is not what it is today, right? Moreover, you ask yourself, have you lived as you were when you first thought? Is your present like what you used to like?"

"You're changing your concept. Even if I live like I hated before, I'm making my own choice." Angel said, looking at the shadow suspiciously. Is this the test of the wheel of time?

Black shadow seems to have the ability to read his mind. Instead of entanglement with the previous topic, he said to angel, "wrong, this is not the consideration given to you by the wheel of time, but the choice I give you."

Angel didn't understand the meaning of the shadow and asked subconsciously, "what choice?"

"You have made a choice. As I said just now, you chose the latter in the process of integration and waiting."

"But what does this have to do with now?" Angel wondered.

The shadow burst out a series of strange laughter and finally said, "since you choose to wait, there's another choice, I'll take it away."

"Ah?" Angel suddenly filled his head with question marks. What is another choice? He took it away?

"My test is over. Although I can only take away one of your past choices, it is still delicious." At this time, the body suddenly and slowly turned into black spots, which seemed to disappear.

Angel shouted, "who are you? What do you mean by taking another option?"

A faint reply came from nothingness:

"My real name is very long. I prefer others to call me... Cassini. You people in the wizard world often call me... Time..."

His voice became smaller and smaller. Angel heard him talking, but he didn't hear what he was saying at last. He just knew that his name seemed to be "Cassini"?

As the shadow disappeared, the huge wheel of time disappeared.

At this time, the surroundings began to change. Angel thought he would experience the last of the three schools of prophecy: the string of the world.

But as a result, No.

As the nothingness around him dissipated, a door appeared in front of angel. Behind the door, he had vaguely seen the cloak that couldn't wait to break out of the shackles of the golden grain.

Angell stepped out of the door and everything behind him became an illusion bubble.

At the same time, when his eyes slowly opened, the clouds around him dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and strange energy poured into the cloak. At the last moment, Dacheng!

The three people on the hillside also saw the changes on the top of the white oak mountain, and they felt a spiritual force patrolling around.

"Yes." White whispered.

Silk man on one side said: "moreover, according to this huge omen and previous energy fluctuations, this is at least the alchemy product of the middle-level peak."

Half step higher order? Bai looked at the magic clouds on the top of the mountain and was surprised: "isn't he a step further from the alchemist?"

Siman also said with emotion: "I have never believed the heat spread in the alchemy circle before. Now I have to believe it with my own eyes."

Bai also sighed. You should know that the most powerful alchemist of the song of the deep sea now has the highest level of refining.

If Angel joins the song of the deep sea, it is estimated that he will immediately have more treatment than the official wizard.

"Such an alchemical genius, the savage cave is still sent out, and also gives the most troublesome guide task. I can't figure it out."

When Bai muttered, jabbo, who had been silent, jumped on the whale's back: "Bai, it's time to go."

"Sir, won't we meet him?"

"Didn't you feel that mental patrol just now? Whether he is grateful or disgusted, he already knows that we are here. That's enough."

"A new alchemy product was born. Do you think he has time to talk to you now?" Siman turns her arms into black feathers, mocks Bai, and takes the lead in flying away.

After being stunned, Bai also jumped on the back of the whale and left with jetberg.