The armor summoner will not be involved in the event

Xuanyinzhi'an felt that it would be better not to continue this topic, and the most important thing it should do now was to correct the other party back to the correct path in time.

【Let's talk about what happened between you and Wei Wu. 】

"What's going on between us?"

[It's like this, your current relationship is closer to symbiosis, and both of you have lost your memory. So I have a proposal. ]

"Hahaha, I don't want to hear it."

[That is... what did you say? ]

"You said you wouldn't interfere with what I do, right? Then why bother trying to guide me in a certain direction under the guise of a proposal?"

Yang Pojun asked back.

[…But you have no relationship with the other party, and you are just taking advantage of his power without any benefit to him. Isn’t that bad? ]

"What's wrong? Weiwu, are you there?"

"I am here."

"Can I have sex with you for free?"

"What does that mean?"

"It means that I intend to use your power without paying any fees."

"Oh, I see. No problem, I don't mind."

"Then you can express your opinion now."

【…】

Ritual Snake, what are you doing? Stand up! You are the God of Creation! The evil God who was called a tyrant thousands of years ago! You gave up your ideal of creating a beautiful new world for your believers just because your memory was sealed, your real name was covered, and your body was bound...Okay, these are still serious. But when you fought with Yang Weiwu before, you didn't seem to be so kind! So how much domination does that [Weiwu] contain?

If Xuanyin's Darkness had human emotions, its inner thoughts would probably be as expressed in the above paragraph, but it still doesn't understand humans, so its answer is:

[The world is so big, do you want to go and see it? ]

"That sounds good. It turns out you can give some useful suggestions."

Yang Pojun took off the Shura Summoner, strolled to the bottom floor, and pushed it against the door of the Violent Tower.

"Huh? Why can't it be opened?"

[Is it possible that coming in from the outside is pushing, and going out from the inside is pulling? ]

Yang Pojun pulled the door hard, and with a dull sound, the door was slowly opened.

"Hey, you think pretty fast."

The happy Yang Pojun casually praised Xuanyin Zhi'an, then walked out holding Qingming.

Xuanyin's darkness could confirm that there were densely packed "traps" a few steps ahead of Yang Pojun. As long as he stepped out without any scruples, he would be faced with a life-and-death crisis.

At that point, the Emperor Armor will be forced to combine to protect its master even though the Emperor War Dragon of Light is still in Nirvana, and then Yang Pojun and the Sacrifice Snake will both unlock some of their memories.

To be honest, it had completely given up hope of deceiving the young Yang Pojun.

Yang Weiwu seems to go with the flow but actually becomes stubborn once his bottom line is touched. Yang Pojun simply won't listen to someone he's not interested in, even if the other party is obviously proposing a proposal that takes his interests into consideration.

In that case, why not let Yang Pojun change back into Yang Weiwu.

Therefore, Xuanyinzhi'an kept silent about the risks ahead.

"Pojun, there seems to be something ahead."

"Ok?"

The man stopped abruptly less than half a centimeter away from the intended slash.

"No way! It looks like all air."

"Right in front of you, a large area of ​​broken traces come together."

Yang Pojun took two steps back and lowered his head to think.

Is it possible for a human to do such a shitty thing as setting up an instant-death trap at the exit of a maze?

Oh, this was made by a mutant beast, so it’s okay.

Although I think this operation is a purely anti-human newspaper behavior, but because the tower master Qiongqi was "killed" by him, it seems that there is nothing wrong with doing this kind of rotten work before dying? It is better to say that as a dying counterattack, it is a pity that from a subjective point of view, the opponent cannot be seen falling to the street, but objectively speaking, it can be regarded as a mutual destruction. If it were Yang Pojun, he would apply poison on the door handle.

(Qiongqi: What qualifications do you have to say that I am anti-human? And that kind of thing has nothing to do with me!)

He took a few steps back again and swung his sword.

The invisible sword wind is like a pebble thrown into water, gathering "splash" and large "ripples".

Seeing the faint white edge blooming into gorgeous flowers at the gate, Yang Pojun's face couldn't help but become sad.

"? Damn, when he was alive, he knew how to attack with special effects, but after he died, he turned into a thief. It's just like the boss in the garbage game dropping the youth version of the skill book and the youth version of the special weapon."

[Isn't there something called adaptability? And there's also the element of ability compatibility. Maybe because the person was killed by you and felt more resentful, this ability developed in a direction that you didn't like?]

Xuan Yin Zhi An couldn't tell whether this was a consolation or not. After all, if Yang Weiwu had this ability, he should be quite happy about it since he was a pragmatist. However, Yang Pojun seemed to be still at a stage where he cared more about special effects.

"That kind of thing doesn't matter anymore."

Yang Pojun only said a few words with the mentality of a player complaining about a crappy planner. In fact, everyone knows that the questionnaires from crappy manufacturers are just for review, and most of them will not be used to improve the quality of the game. So it is a joke for those who are dissatisfied with the current version to say that they will definitely read it.

"Since that old man surnamed Niu spoke Chinese, that means there are countries in this world where Chinese is the main language. There might even be an alternate world equivalent to China. Then I can just go there and take a look. After all, we speak the same language, and I can just ask people if I have any questions."

Having said this, he walked back into the stone house.

For no other reason, he just wrote a letter to tell the person that he had remembered his identity and was planning to go back. The other person seemed kind and said that he would help him. Yang Pojun didn't want to see such a messed up thing happen, where he worked hard for a long time only to find that the person he helped had disappeared and he didn't know whether the person was missing or went back, so he planned to leave a note.

Hello, Mr. Niu Jian, thank you for your willingness to help a stranger like me, but I have remembered my past and know how to return to my home. So I don't need to bother you with my affairs. It's a pity that I can't say goodbye to you in person, but I also have things I need to do, so I'll leave first. Thank you again for your care. Yang Pojun.

Putting the pen on the paper, Yang Pojun walked out of the stone house, came to the edge of the floating island, and jumped.

……

"No such person?"

Niu Jian frowned.

"There is no such person. The last person named Yang Pojun was a guy who died almost ten years ago. Even if he is still alive now, he is almost sixty years old. There is no such thing as a child between the ages of twelve and sixteen as you said."

“Is it possible that it was missed?”

The old man in the white vest glared at Niu Jian.

"Old Niu, when you were in such a hurry and didn't tell me any details, I immediately sent someone to look up the information for you. Now you deny it outright. What? Is this kid your illegitimate child?"

"The problem is that I... this... hey, didn't the idiot I met today call himself Yang Pojun?"

Niu Jian told the old man in the white vest in detail about his meeting with Yang Pojun and his subsequent secret spying.

"Three possibilities, two of which make you look stupid, and one of which makes you look really fucking stupid. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"Isn't there any possibility of appearing stupid?"

"You can't think of anything and you still expect to blame your grandfather for it. How can you be so idealistic, old man?"

"Ahem, let's get down to business!"

The old man in the white vest took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, and said, "The first possibility is that this kid has not lost his memory at all. The so-called Yang Pojun is just a name he made up to scare a wretched old man like you."

"You old...well, just continue."

After glaring at his old friend who was about to scold him, the old man in the white vest continued, "If that's the case, as long as this guy is not a spy with an Asian face, then I think he is worthy of my granddaughter's learning. You don't know, that girl a few days ago..."

"Stop, stop, stop. We've gotten off topic."

"Tsk. The second possibility is that he has lost his memory, and he remembers a name called Yang Pojun, and he took it as his own name. We can narrow the scope of the investigation by investigating the interpersonal network of Yang Pojun, who has been dead for ten years."

"It doesn't sound stupid to me, does it? Then what's the other possibility that makes me look stupid?"

Niu Jian asked.

"...Have you forgotten what you did to get rid of the possession of the Tower Master of the Violent Tower?"

"I became a demon. I managed to get rid of Qiongqi by overcoming fate. That's why the other four evil towers have twelve demons taking turns to guard the towers once a month, but I was able to withstand the temptation that was like 'poison' and guard the towers for twenty years in a row."

"So how did you become a demon?"

"Isn't it said that if one's will and ability are trained to their limits, it is possible to reach the level of a demon at the critical moment of life and death?"

"But you are not."

"What is that? Let me think... Oh, right, I killed a few guys called Demon Kings, and then I was promoted naturally."

"The Red World Demon King is one of the best rubbish from another world."

The old man in the white vest corrected him.

"Those beasts who have no sense of propriety and righteousness devour the existence of ordinary people in order to enjoy themselves freely in this world that does not belong to them, and prolong their stay. When we, the sword cutters, kill their bodies, the unburned existence power will allow us to touch the [Gate] in advance, which means that we can make a breakthrough in the face of death without being fully prepared. When you killed the three red world demon kings and broke through to become a demon, someone proposed this possibility."

"In fact, when you went to guard the Tower of Violence, a wave of hunting disciples started. From disciples to demon kings, countless visitors from the Red World were found and slaughtered just like witches hunting in the Middle World. Then a large number of demons were born and more sword cutters died."

"It's hard to say whether it's good or bad. Anyway, after that, the number of demons in the country increased from more than 160 to just over 200. The key is that there are many more young people. We old guys feel a lot more at ease."

"But what is the relationship between the Demon King and that boy?"

"The survival of the demon king requires the devouring of humans whose existence force is close to theirs, but there is another way besides eating humans directly."

"Find an individual with a huge power of existence. Here, they are considered to be saints or destined to be famous for eternity. Sign a contract with them, and then that person will lose all traces of his or her original existence and become someone without a past or future..."

"Fire Mist Warrior."

[143] Saved the believers (probably)

"Fire Mist Warrior?"

[Yes, a "non-existent person" who signed a contract with the Red World's disciples and even the Demon King and lost his past and future, and remained in the present forever. ]

"Oh, this type of guy... why do you mention this?"

[Do you want to become a Fire Mist Warrior? Although the method is a little roundabout, you can do it. ]

"Why should I become a Fire Mist Warrior?"

[…Don’t you think your current strength is not enough? ]

"really."

Yang Pojun agreed with Xuanyin Zhi'an's words with a sad face.

"I was supposed to be teleported to a safe place to land, but the first time I was teleported back to the floating island, and the second time I was sent to Japan. Damn it, Weiwu's accuracy is too low. If he were in JOJO, he would probably be a stand with precision E."

[If I became a Fire Mist Warrior...]

"I say, Weiwu, how did you move me?"

"I'll make a space gate first to see if the other side is safe, and then send you in."

"Random location?"

“I don’t remember how to locate it.”

"Has anyone ever told you that your strength is too weak?"

"no."

"Then you have it today."

"oh."

Snake has never cared about such things, although he vaguely felt that someone had said to him, ████, you are extremely evil and you actually disregarded everything for your own selfish desires... blah blah, he forgot what happened afterwards, he only remembered that he seemed to have brought someone to fight with a red guy.

Hey, wait, do I have a grudge against anyone?

Forget it, if they don’t come to me, just ignore it.

Today, the snake with a new name decided to give up.

Xuan Yin Zhi An was very glad at first that these two guys were in very bad condition and had some problems with their brains.

But when Yang Pojun did not follow its way at all, Xuanyin Zhi'an realized that there was nothing wrong with this thing's brain, but it had returned to chaos.

So it interfered with the transmission of the sacrificial snake, whose accuracy was originally within a hundred meters. Using it as a medium, it found the approximate location of the lost person at zero hour, causing the transmission to deviate midway and arrive here.

The original plan was to allow this man to have means other than armor to take away the lost child in order to ensure that he remained in good condition. It also ensured that Yang Pojun would not be deprived of all his existence, so that he would not breach the contract and achieve his goal.

Well... as long as Otan's core can freely transform the power of existence, it should be possible to achieve the goal.