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Chapter 1158 Everything is as I planned
The narrow cabin was filled with fresh human heads. Those wandering samurai who were originally used as ambushes by Ono Taro had now become nutrients that nourished the evil forces.

Sharp nails scratched across the lines of text on the notebook. The priest's purple eyeballs on his forehead moved slightly, looking at the trajectory of the thread of fate through the barriers of time and space.

Destiny has converged here.

One,

In the center of the sacrificial formation on the beach, the notebook in Master Guitou's arms slowly opened.

Second,

In the distance, the notebook in Huang Anshi's hand began to heat up.

Third,

Cardinal Elena was pierced through the chest, and a corner of the notebook was revealed under her torn monastic robes.

Fourth, fifth, sixth...

In the night far away, there was something deeper than darkness, something that could not be looked at directly, and it seemed to swallow up all the light, and it was approaching this side.

Seventh...

The priest lowered his head, a look of doubt on his face.

That’s not right. Apart from the one I have in my hand, where are the other two?

According to the predetermined destiny, we should all gather here tonight.

"My lord?"

"It's okay, everything is going as planned."

A voice from nowhere whispered in his ear.

On the beach, Xia Yubing originally wanted to rush over to save people, but she didn't expect that Li Mumu would be hit first. As if he had suffered some kind of mental shock, he stood there in a daze and lost reaction.

Then Shen Qingxi's whole body trembled, and the pupils of his eyes suddenly dilated and lost their luster.

Xia Yubing immediately realized that the other party was no simple character.

The two cardinals of the Forward Church could be explained away by their lack of experience and being caught off guard. But the fact that Li Mumu and Shen Qingxi had no power to resist was too strange.

Can fish drown?
Of course, this is not impossible. For example, you can raise hairtail in tap water. After it is grown, coat it with flour and fry it in a pan.

The most important problem now is that she can't understand the other party's operations.

Friends who often trade stocks know that things like the financial securities and futures markets are actually very simple. The big boss just stands up and makes a shout, and then the stock market soars, and then you can make money.

However, not many people can explain clearly how to operate an account.

Xia Yubing is facing this problem now. She only saw four people being hit one after another, but she didn't know how the damage was inflicted.

Just knowing the impact on the spiritual level is useless.

A person’s spiritual world is an extremely private place. It is easy to deal with if one’s beliefs are clear and one’s thought processes are simple and straightforward. But do you know what’s in the minds of Li Mumu and Shen Qingxi?

Xia Yubing frowned and silently clenched her fists. She was prepared to wait a few more seconds. If Li Mumu and Shen Qingxi still couldn't wake up from the spiritual world on their own, she would use force to solve the problem from a practical level.

At this time, Li Mumu was traveling through countless fragments of memory.

Just now, that shameful thing tried to launch a sneak attack from behind, but Li Mumu scratched it with her claws, causing it to scream miserably. It then limped away in a panic, like a dog that had been kicked away by someone.

The power of this thing itself is just so-so, but the owner behind it is a pretty cunning guy.

Before Li Mumu could launch a counterattack, the surroundings suddenly turned from darkness to day.

She stood on the deck of the cruise ship, wearing simple pajamas, looking at her hands in a daze.

Did I just kill someone?
Why did you kill people? Who did you kill?

"Feeling better?"

Li Mumu frowned and looked at the boy who was talking to her.

It feels very familiar, but I just can't remember its name.

"Do you want to go back and rest for a while, or eat something?"

The boy asked kindly.

"Forehead……"

"Want a Coke?"

The next second, Li Mumu was sitting in front of the gate of the Secret Service, in a western restaurant across the street, holding an iced bottle of Coke in her hand, with bubbles surging in the dark brown liquid.

"who are you?"

Li Mumu did not drink the Coke, but raised her head to look at the boy sitting opposite her with a sunny smile on his face.

"Don't you remember me?"

The boy had a sad expression on his face.

"Of course you won't remember me, because all the memories in your mind right now are carefully woven lies."

Me? I am... who am I?

Li Mumu subconsciously tried to recall her past, but found that the memories in her mind had become blurry, like the mist on the window, and she could only vaguely see some shadows.

"It's a long story, but we have plenty of time here."

The scene in front of them changed, and they were on the deck again, but this time, something seemed wrong...

Li Mumu looked around while holding the Coke and found that there were foreigners all around him, and their clothes were rather outdated.

"This story begins thirty years ago. A young man and woman, for their own different purposes, left the ancient Eastern Empire and set out on the journey to the Federation to study."

The boy turned his head and looked at Li Mumu, a hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

"You know the concept of the Dragon Lady, right?"

Li Mumu thought about it and nodded.

"In fact, dragon girls in history always appear in pairs. In the same era as Mu Yanling, there was another dragon girl, but her life experience and name were buried in the long river of history."

The young man said softly, "Have you never doubted it? Why can overseas Chinese from all over the world work together to create such an unprecedented and huge business empire as the Sihai Chamber of Commerce?"

Li Mumu thought, why should I doubt this?
"In fact, the woman who went abroad to study was the second Dragon Girl. Together with her lover, she founded the current Sihai Chamber of Commerce. You must have heard that in the internal halls of the Sihai Chamber of Commerce, there is a special Old Dragon Hall responsible for unifying the faiths of all parties, but no one can tell which dragon the word "dragon" in the Old Dragon Hall refers to."

"Because the true Dragon Ladies have disappeared from history, and only their legacy remains."

Li Mumu was puzzled: "What does this have to do with me?"

"Did they make you think that you have that person's blood flowing in your veins and that you are his descendant?"

"But have you ever thought seriously that your flesh and blood have long been buried in the future era, and what has drifted here is just a wisp of dead soul. How can there be any blood to speak of?"

"The world line you traveled through is different from this one. Even if that child is really your ancestor and destiny led to your birth, is the you in this world line the same person as you?"

Li Mumu's mind felt a little numb.

"You are so smart that you should not ignore these logical loopholes, but their hypocritical kindness made you ignore these problems."

"But all of this is fake. All your memories are fake, whether before or after the time travel. As for the reason, it has to do with the story just now—"

The young man smiled and said, "The Dragon Girl has left, but her partner cannot accept this fact. After trying all possible ways to keep her, he thought of another solution." "Use the various traces of her existence left in this world to recreate a girl who is exactly like her."

"They have a common disciple, who should be familiar to you. He is the Wanhua Master who is currently in charge of Fuso. In your memories since you traveled through time, is there any evidence of the existence of this Wanhua Master?"

Our principal...

Li Mumu was just about to say, "Why don't I know our principal?" but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly froze.

There is indeed a subtle memory here.

In the memories of the time he traveled through, there was indeed no "Master of All Changes". The principal's name was just "Black Dragon Princess", and she was not the guardian of Fuso. Although few people could explain her origins, everyone knew that she suddenly became active before the millennium, and it could be confirmed that she was a disciple of the "Dragon King".

"The so-called Master of All Changes is not a compliment. It does not mean that she can change into a thousand forms, but that she devoured eight million gods from Takamagahara, including the Yamata no Orochi. Think about it, how could she digest that easily? And how could she be willing to do that?"

"In fact, Master Wanhua was just a test subject of that man. He created a deformed monster in order to find his most beloved woman. In order to complete this crazy plan, he transformed himself, that woman's disciples, and their offspring."

The young man raised his finger and pointed at Li Mumu: "You are not a blood descendant of the future era at all. You are his direct descendant in this era! Think about it carefully. If not, why would those people be so kind to you?"

Ah? I am the daughter of a wealthy family?
Li Mumu was stunned.

"Then why..."

"Because you are just a failure and you did not meet the requirements of that man."

"Your body is unable to bear the status of the Dragon God, and your spirit completely collapses. In the end, you become a deformed monster like the Master of All Changes, whose form cannot even be fixed."

"In order to save your life, he forcibly distorted and tampered with your memory."

The scenes around him kept changing, and all kinds of familiar yet unfamiliar memories flooded into Li Mumu's mind.

In the dim basement, young girls were restrained on experimental instruments, with various wires inserted into their bodies and electric currents running through their brains. In extreme pain and torture, they subconsciously clung to the steel guardrails at hand.

She saw a woman passing by, holding a notebook and constantly recording various data.

She couldn't help but yelled: "Mom..."

"Don't call me mom."

Not Mom...

There was no school, only a gloomy prison.

The school is the prison and the warden is the principal.

The classmates who grew up with me are just experimental subjects like me.

What kind of women's self-defense technique is this? It's nothing more than using your fingernails to dig out traces of pain on the lab table.

The only thing that has not changed from beginning to end is the perception of self.

We are... failures who did not pass the final selection, reserve dragon girls.

Hemerocallis, also known as forget-me-not.

It is a product of self-deception, an attempt to forget suffering and torture.

All the memories in his mind were distorted and reorganized, revealing long-hidden scars and showing Li Mumu a terrifying yet real side.

The memories before the time travel are false, and so are the memories after the time travel.

She saw herself lying on the ground like a dog, snatching the smelly food with other sisters without dignity.

Cracks began to appear on her body, and blood kept flowing down like hanging red ropes.

Finally, on that night, her body completely collapsed, and countless deformed flesh and blood gushed out from her fragile shell.

There is no annihilation, no lord of billions of flesh and blood.

I am annihilation.

The so-called life-and-death duel was nothing more than a failed experiment, a mere fantasy that remained in one's mind before his physical body collapsed and he was on the verge of death.

In her last moments, she saw the hooded girl come over and cut off her only intact head from the growing flesh.

In the cold night of deep winter in the city of Cypher, the girl, holding a package soaked in blood, quietly walked through the streets and alleys and knocked on the door of a witch's home.

"I brought what you wanted."

"The flesh and blood of a real dragon? Is this all that's left?"

The witch glanced at the bloody remains in the package with disdain, looking somewhat unhappy.

"Although it is a failed product that the man despises, it is also the product that is closest to the Master of All Changes."

"That's all you stole?"

"Of course it wasn't stolen. I made a deal with them. The condition was that they promised to let the child grow up safely as an ordinary person."

"You want me to wait until this kid grows up?"

"You can treat her as your own daughter."

"And then, what are the benefits of raising it?"

"She has enough qualifications and potential, and may be able to grow into the second Master of All Changes."

…………

"You have now grown to the point where you are qualified to replace the Master of All Changes, so they appear by your side. And I am only helping you to uncover your scars, so that you can recall your true memories and face your true self."

The young man whispered softly.

"You will eventually embark on the path to becoming a god, replacing the Master of All Changes and becoming the 'fake' that is closest to a 'real dragon'. In the myriad dimensions, billions of creatures in the Zhoutian world are calling out your divine name in unison - the Master of All Changes!"

hiss--

Li Mumu drank all the Coke in the bottle with a straw, making a sound of sucking air.

“That’s a good story.”

She threw the glass bottle high up, and it fell back into her hand. She held the bottle mouth and smashed it hard on the boy's head.

With a dull thud, the glass bottle exploded into pieces, and the young man was caught off guard and fell backwards.

"It's just that your brain isn't hard enough."

If you want to pretend to be a man who has a close relationship with me, you must at least meet one basic prerequisite, that is, you have to be able to withstand a beating!
…………

In the real world, Huang Anshi, who had just summoned a spirit, was sweating profusely and stood there for a long time without moving.

The four disciples were initially frightened by the murderous aura emanating from him; their hands and feet were so cold that they couldn't even speak.

However, Abao's strong nerves came into play at this critical moment. He was the first to recover from this situation and couldn't help but whispered, "Master, aren't you going to do it yet?"

Inviting spirits to possess a person will cause great stress on the person's body and mind, and it is difficult to maintain this state for a long time.

However, Huang Anshi shook his head and said, "No hurry, I'll listen to another passage."

"What are you listening to?"

"Fun."

(End of this chapter)