Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

"Something's wrong...it shouldn't be like this." Maureen could explain it as a born pervert or a mental patient.

Even Arthur can be attributed to this.

Judging from Antilia and Floys' experiences, their current state should be affected by extraordinary characteristics.

However, in Ciel's experiment just now, even though their powers were taken away, their spirits remained the same as before.

This is very wrong!

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Chapter 161 Chapter 41 Clues

Ciel's gaze wasn't limited to the people around him.

In a moment, hundreds of high-level extraordinary people were deprived of their extraordinary characteristics, and their souls did not undergo any changes.

But the strange thing is that in Charles' eyes, their performance is no different from those "losers" of his time who were affected by extraordinary characteristics.

This was the first time he had encountered such an incomprehensible thing.

Morin, who was driving the carriage, suddenly found himself in an endless river composed of countless finger-sized circular light spots.

The light spots swam around him, and then a light spot very close to him appeared in front of him, slowly forming a human figure made up of dotted lines.

"This is..." Morin's gaze slowly fell on the figure in front of him.

After transforming into a human figure, the light spot became a little dim, and compared with the endless light spots around it, the human figure seemed a little inconspicuous.

But Morin could tell at a glance that the figure was himself.

"Has my soul been like this before I incorporated the assassin potion?" Charles whispered to himself.

Then another spot of light slowly turned into a dim human figure.

"Thieves, clowns, cheaters, thieves are all like this..."

"Earlier?"

Several spots of light transformed into human figures and surrounded Morin.

Ciel's vision suddenly brightened.

"Different...different..." Charles' mouth corners raised high.

It was abrupt, but there was a clear difference between the souls of Morin at ten and nine.

At the age of nine, although he was more pure than the average person, he was still within the scope of ordinary people.

When he was ten years old, he changed and became the same as he is now.

Then 365 "Molins" appeared again.

"Is the change due to emotions?" Charles asked calmly.

"No, that's not right." Charles narrowed his eyes and then looked again.

Morin's soul did change on that day, but the strange thing was that the dividing line of his soul's change was not when his emotions fluctuated most violently, but three hours before, and this time seemed to be vaguely moving forward.

A force that Ciel couldn't perceive was driving the changes in his soul.

The initial intersection point was 3.00...01 hours before that incident, and slowly the intersection point became 3.00...02 hours ago, and the soul's changing time continued to spread forward.

This is something that is very contrary to common sense.

The past is changing...it is changing at the soul level.

He didn't know what would happen if this change was pushed forward any further, but he vaguely felt that this did not seem to be a good thing.

Maureen, Floys, Antilia, Arthur, Doug, Endsworth... The souls of everyone within Charles' sight were changing.

Not only the living, but also the past of the dead were summoned from the long river of time by Charles. Compared with the living, their soul problems are greater.

At this moment, in Charles' eyes, the souls of all the experimenters were completely different after birth and before birth.

The soul nature that had originally changed after birth due to turbulent experiences and extraordinary achievements now appears directly on the newborn.

This strange phenomenon is most serious in high-level extraordinary people. It will be affected but the impact is far less significant. The souls of ordinary people will not change.

"What would the soul of a demigod be like?" Charles held his chin with his hand, eager to try something.

It's just that a demigod is, after all, a half-human, half-god imbued with divinity. It seems that they are only one level away from the mortal saints among the high-level transcendents, but the difference of this one level is a world of difference.

Charles can manipulate the souls of high-level transcendents at will from thousands of miles away and summon his past across the river of time.

But facing a demigod, it is impossible to be so calm.

"Why don't you try finding one or two?"

"Although the probability of failure is high, if we ignite their souls, there might be a high probability of success."

Charles was eager to try it, but finally gave up.

There are only a few demigods, especially those who can be used as sacrificial test subjects. This is a scarce and almost non-renewable resource.

Once it's used up, it's completely over.

It is too extravagant to consume a non-renewable resource just for one experiment.

Charles felt a little regretful. If he had discovered these things earlier, the several demigods that had fallen into his hands would never have been wasted so easily.

I regret it.

"Sir, we are almost at Severus Manor." Looking at Charles with a conflicted expression, Morin didn't want to speak.

After all, some of Ciel's tricks had scared him before, and he didn't want to lose his memory again.

But looking at the gate of Severus Manor getting closer and closer, Maureen could no longer pretend to be dead.

"Are we almost there?" Charles sighed, temporarily suppressing his discovery in his heart.

Due to limitations in capabilities, the fact that a small sample size cannot fully represent the whole, and various other reasons, now is not the best time to explore.

Besides, the purpose of this trip was not to do research, but to visit Theresa.

Charles's eyes fell on Morin.

Mo Lin smiled bitterly and raised his hands. "Sir, I've already had my memory erased six times. Can you let me go this time?"

"I keep my mouth shut and will never reveal anything about you." This statement is absolutely sincere.

No matter how he looked at it, he wanted to get involved in such an interesting thing. It was too heartbreaking to have his memory modified like this.

"Your luck isn't very good." The carriage had already arrived at the door, and the guard had come forward to report. Charles was not in a hurry to erase Morin's memory directly, but spoke to him in a gentle tone.

Maureen looked bewildered.

"Originally, I wanted to preserve your memory."

"After all, someone as interesting as you might bring some surprises to my life. Just like you said, a stagnant life is so boring~"

There was no trace of surprise in Morin's eyes.

If I guess correctly, the next sentence should be "but"...

"But I discovered a secret in you." Charles explained to him with a smile, as expected.

"To be honest, although I haven't noticed the impact of this secret yet, I have a feeling that it will give me a new understanding of the world and my situation."

"From this point of view, I want to thank you." Charles's gratitude was sincere.

Initially, the conversation with Maureen was just a spice for him to adjust his mood before visiting Theresa.

But I didn't expect to discover such a wonderful, or even strange, phenomenon from him.

Although it seems that this discovery cannot bring him any substantial benefits at present, when a transcendent reaches the level of a demigod, in order to go further, in addition to magic power, the improvement of divinity is also crucial.

But the progress of divinity often has a great impact on human character.

Just like Charles, in many cases his thoughts and reactions are different from his original self.

For every extraordinary person, uncontrollable divinity is a chronic poison that will slowly erode the self.

There is only one antidote to this poison, which is to understand the essence of divinity and then control it.

And the essence of the Divine originates from the world.

Observing and understanding the world can give people clues to control it.

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Chapter 162: Precious Things, Charles' Choice

Your thank you is not sincere at all...

Maureen complained in his heart.

Ciel guessed what he was thinking, but he didn't care and said calmly, "I can be considered a good person, so you don't have to worry about me doing something like silencing you."

"Under reasonable conditions, I can agree to a request or help you do something."

You put the word "silence" in front of me. Are you warning me? You must be!

Morin's expression remained unchanged, but he was complaining madly in his heart, while thinking about how he should make good use of this opportunity.

He had a hunch that if he seized this opportunity, or used it well, he wouldn't have to look for new and interesting things for a long time.

"I'm going to visit Theresa first. You can think about it here slowly."

"Just tell me before you go back." Looking at the butler of Severus's family who was getting closer and closer to him, Charles stood up and got off the carriage while saying to Maureen.

Charles gave the other party a deadline and did not impose any restrictions on him during the process.

It wasn't that he was trying to fish to erase what he had promised.

He simply thought that no matter what Morin did during this period, knowing a small part of the truth, it would not affect him.

In an era without true gods, Charles was able to do many horrible things.

Modifying cognition, deceiving the world, manipulating destiny... It is not aimed at a single individual. As long as he is willing to spend a lot of time, his ability can be used by everyone in the world.

Sometimes he was very glad that the person who controlled this power was a gentleman like him who was like the light of righteousness, otherwise... God knows what this world would become.

At this moment, Severus's house was no longer as magnificent as when Charles first arrived. The manor seemed to be shrouded in black veil, and there was a hint of sadness in everyone's eyes.

It's not that he is sad because of his master's death, but he is sad because of his uncertain future.

Under the black tone, a cloud of plague has accumulated in the sky above Severus Manor.

Doug slowly began to give up the things he needed to stick to as a human being, but he never gave up completely.

After learning about Charles's arrival, Doug, who had been hiding in the study, came out.

Unlike his previous high-spirited look, his eyes were now red and murderous, like a vicious dog about to pounce on its prey. Some green and black mold was visible on his clothes, and he looked extremely cruel and decadent.

"You're here." Doug's voice was a little hoarse. "Teresa is in the room. I'm glad you're here..."

Doug tried hard to appear more normal, but Charles still felt the murderous aura coming towards him.

Not only was it aimed at the enemy he anticipated, but part of it was also aimed at Charles.

Anne and the others are dead, why are there still so many people alive in the world?

Some crazy thoughts kept interweaving in his mind.

He tried hard to maintain his last bit of humanity and suppress some crazy and vicious thoughts.

"Please cheer up."

"Teresa, Eric, William and the others still need you."

Doug's originally crazy gaze narrowed slightly, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"Yeah...Teresa, William, Eric...they still need me..."

I can't afford to lose any more family members...so...anyone who threatens their lives must die...

No, you must die!

Many crazy ideas came to his mind, but most of them were abandoned by him.

This was probably the time when he was most crazy, but also the time when he was most sober.

He wanted to eliminate all enemies and all threats, but the prerequisite for all this was to ensure the safety of Teresa and the others.