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Ah ha ha.

Amiya blushed at the slightly exaggerated description of the Angel, scratched her cheek, and did not respond for a while.

"Ha, if you want to eliminate the alien control meter, you have to use the corresponding control meter. But if both the alien control meter and the control meter appear, it means that the history of that race has been completely extracted. Not only has it lost its past, but it has also lost its future. Only the present remains.

Exarch, your proposal is to make the Sakota family extinct."

"Alas!!!!"

The Archangel let out an indescribable Shakota cry.

"No... no descendants!"

Ignoring the Archangel whose brain had crashed next to him, Fang Ark handed the alien Sakota driving watch head in his hand to Mostima.

"...Hey, please spare me."

Mostima immediately saw through Fang Ark's intention and refused without hesitation.

Although "God" helped me escape the influence of history at that time, who knows if it will be the same next time?

"Doctor from Rhodes Island, what do you want to do?"

Fiammetta and the Emperor both looked at Ark. Considering the current situation of Lungmen and Ark's actions, it was not difficult to imagine what Ark wanted to do. Fiammetta would definitely not agree to this, and at the same time, she also wanted to stop Mostima from doing anything stupid.

The emperor was strangely silent and had a laissez-faire attitude.

"Soon, Lungmen will launch a military operation against the Blood Demon Lord. It is expected to begin in a few hours. In this operation, Rhodes Island will be the main force to eliminate the Blood Demon Lord and Theresa, who is also hiding in the slums. Leave Theresa to me, but apart from me, it will not be easy for Amiya to deal with the Blood Demon Lord alone, so I need to find other external assistance.

Ms. Mastema, I hope you can harness the power of the aliens to assist Amiya in fighting against the Blood Demon Lord."

Chapter 200 Let me hear what wonderful content I missed

"Ms. Mostima, I hope you can harness the power of the aliens to assist Amiya in fighting against the Blood Demon Lord."

After these words were spoken, the bar fell into silence for a moment.

"Doctor from Rhodes Island, are you sure about what you just said?"

Fiammetta looked at Fang Zhou with an extremely unfriendly look. He had just talked about the dangers of aliens controlling the watch head, but he still wanted Mostima to use the power of the aliens to help them. Isn't this obviously pushing Mostima into the fire pit?

"Doctor, Mastema just said that using that alien control watch is uncomfortable, and you and Amiya should also know the dangers of the alien control watch, but now you..."

Exia's tone was more tactful, but his dissatisfaction was still obvious.

"Everyone, you've misunderstood. I do hope that Mostima will use the power of the alien. I also know the dangers that using the power of the alien will bring. But! But! Miss Fiammetta, please don't get excited."

When Fang Ark said this, Fiameta was almost about to take out her hand cannon and aim at Fang Ark's head, but the former appeared in front of her almost instantly and suppressed her hand that was reaching out for the gun.

"A calm mindset will help us discuss the issue in a friendly manner, avoiding misunderstandings. As I said, I am aware of the side effects of using alien powers, but since I hope Miss Mostima will use her powers to help us, I naturally have a way to address these side effects."

The emperor pushed his sunglasses aside.

"Could it be that this little rabbit has acquired the powers of those old guys? I mean, the dead souls."

The side effects of the alien are on the soul and spirit, which the emperor can guess from Mostima's statement just now.

And if we talk about who on earth is most proficient in the way of the soul, if we exclude the beast masters, the cunning immortals like the black snake, and some individuals who have delved into it, it is probably only the dead souls left.

This natural spiritual race not only has a very long lifespan, but also carries all the memories of the Sarkaz clan.

The Lord of the Royal Court of the Dead Souls, known as the "Elder of the Dead Souls", is the one who has truly survived from the time of the first Demon King to the present day. Like other dead souls, he is not accepted by the Sarkaz souls, nor can he find the liberation he desires. He is the loneliest soul in the world, wandering on the other side of life.

If the little rabbit in front of him has obtained the Dead Soul Control Watch, with the power of the Dead Soul spirit family, he can indeed control the soul to a certain extent. This may help Mostima not be affected by the alien history and then use the alien power.

However, the emperor's idea was wrong after all.

Fang Zhou shook his head, denying the emperor's guess.

"I don't need the power of dead souls, and I already have the skills..."

The pattern of a sheep flashed in Fang Zhou's eyes, and the power of the soul spread throughout the entire bar. In an instant, the appearance of the surroundings in everyone's eyes became different.

It wasn't that there was some change in appearance, but a deeper and more intuitive feeling was that everyone seemed to be covered with a layer of faint glow. Among them, the first to react to this change was the Archangel.

The surprised Archangel jumped up, but then a scene appeared that shocked everyone.

That is, the Angel of Power did get up and leave her seat, but at the same time she did not leave her seat.

The Archangel was standing there, but in front of everyone, there was another Archangel lying quietly on the bar counter, as if he had fallen into a sound sleep.

"this is me?"

Exia looked at the man lying on the bar in shock, then she looked at him lying on the ground, and then she looked at her hands through the light. She was shocked to find that her body was now translucent.

This made everyone present realize that the current appearance of the Archangel was very similar to the state described in a legend that was circulated everywhere in this land.

That is, after a person's soul leaves the body, the body will enter a coma-like state, while the soul will wander above the earth. At this time, the soul will take on the appearance of that person and will be in a translucent state.

"So, my soul left my body? I'm dead?!"

Exia rushed towards Texas with a frightened look on his face.

"Texas!! I'm dead!"

It would have been better if there hadn't been this pounce. After the pounce, others saw Texas falling backwards on the chair, and under the Archangel was another Texas struggling on the ground, trying to break free from the Archangel's arms.

"what?"

And Angelica also noticed Texas's abnormality. She looked at Texas who was lying on the chair next to her, and then looked at the soul of Texas under her.

"Texas, you died too?"

boom! ! !

Although the principle is unknown, Texas in the soul state can still cause damage to Archangel, who is also in the soul state. The conspicuous huge bump on the latter's head is the best proof.

"Hmm, I still feel pain after I die. How can my soul still have a lump?"

Exiah covered his head, quite puzzled.

The farce in front of him could not dull Fang Zhou's perception. His eyes inadvertently glanced at the door of the bar, where there seemed to be a naughty child eavesdropping.

At this time, Croissant and Sora next to Exia had already stopped thinking. They looked at the scene in front of them with an expression that said, "I don't understand, but it's so amazing."

As for the emperor, he still had a calm look on his face, as if he had long been accustomed to such things. For them, the beast masters, the way of the soul was not a strange thing. It was just a matter of the soul leaving the body, which was very simple.

"What's going on right now? Wait, Mastema, you look..."

Fiammetta stood up and looked at herself lying on the table in a coma. She immediately turned her head to look at Fang Zhou, wanting to ask him what he had done to make everyone look like this, but then she noticed that Mostima next to her looked different from all of them.

The appearance of other people's souls is the same as their own bodies. The soul looks like the body.

But Mastema was different this time. Although her face and body were almost the same, everyone could see that behind Mastema, there were three pairs of wings with sharp feathers rising and falling with her breathing, which was completely different from the slightly dim and fragmented wings behind her body. The horns on her head that originally belonged to the Sarkaz also disappeared, and the halo also changed from dim to bright.

Can the soul still breathe?

This is obviously not the issue that everyone should care about now. What everyone is most concerned about is the current state of Mostima's soul.

"This is the most intuitive manifestation of using alien power, the transformation of the soul."

Mostima's soul, which should have been normal, now showed an alien posture. The three pairs of wings that should have appeared on the alien Sakota now appeared on Mostima's soul.

"So you have a way to deal with this change yourself? It seems that you do have some spiritual skills."

"Of course I have a way, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to all the trouble to come here, and risk having a hand cannon pointed at my head by this... Miss Liberi."

Ark said this, then stretched out his hand towards Mastema, or rather Mastema's soul.

The magic power of the sheep talisman enveloped Mostima from Fang Zhou's hand. The spirit that originally showed an alien posture began to change rapidly in the eyes of everyone under the influence of that magic power.

The three pairs of huge wings began to shrink, and the dark horns reappeared on both sides of the head. The originally bright halo above the head became dim.

Mostima had returned to her original form, which should have made Fiammetta feel relieved, but...

Seeing the horns that had grown back and the halo that had turned from bright to dim, Fiammetta would always think of the rainy night that she still remembered vividly.

The rainy night when Mastema fell from heaven.

Snapped!

After snapping his fingers, Exia, who was originally lying on the ground and on Texas, suddenly found himself lying on the bar, while Texas sat back on the chair.

Is this, changed back?

"As you can see, I do have some soul-related secrets that can protect Ms. Mastema from being corrupted by the alien's control mechanism. However, my unilateral demonstration of this will undoubtedly lead you to believe it. After all, this could just be a small illusion, and illusions are much simpler than soul-related secrets."

Seeing Fang Zhou dismantling the ring himself, Amiya was about to say something but saw Fang Zhou take out a piece of cloth from his coat, and then immediately lowered his voice.

It was a piece of red and blue cloth with a clock pattern on it.

Time baggage towel.

This was a prop that Ark had taken out a long time ago, but for various reasons, he had never actually used it. He only simply introduced its functions to Amiya and Kal'tsit.

Now, considering the purpose of Fang Zhou taking it out and its function, Amiya could also guess what it was.

"what is this?"

Everyone in the bar was extremely confused when they saw that Fang Ark had just demonstrated a secret technique related to the soul, but denied that he could use this secret technique to alleviate the side effects of Mostima, and then took out a fancy-looking cloth.

"As I said, we have no way of guaranteeing the authenticity of the soul-related secret technique I just performed. Therefore, I will come up with a second plan to reassure you."

"The second plan..."

The emperor keenly noticed the difference in the cloth in Fang Zhou's hand. Looking at the clock pattern on it and then at Amiya next to him, an almost impossible idea emerged in the mind of this fat penguin.

"The second scenario is incredibly simple. Mostima uses the alien to control the watch head, and then suffers the erosion of the alien power, causing the soul to undergo a mutation. This all happens in the future, or in the present.

In other words, Miss Mostima was normal in the past, and I believe no one would dispute that."

Isn't this a fairly undeniable fact?

Fiameta couldn't understand what the man in front of him wanted to say, but the emperor had already confirmed his guess through Fang Zhou's previous remarks, and he felt crazy in his heart.

"So my second plan allows Miss Mostima to use the alien power without hesitation, without worrying about the damage to her soul during this period... Ms. Fiammetta, please calm down!

As for why this is so, because Miss Mastema in the past was normal, we can simply return the corrupted Miss Mastema to the past."

"???"

Although Fang Zhou's words were rather abstract, everyone present understood what he meant.

But isn't this even more far-fetched than Ark mastering the Soul Art and then using it to heal the erosion of Mastema's soul?

After all, the meaning expressed in his words already involved the aspect of time. If one could manipulate things in this aspect at will... no one present could think of anything more outrageous and unbelievable than this matter.

"I know no one here will believe it. After all, this is too unbelievable to me. It involves manipulating time, and the only person who has ever been associated with time is Logarus of Sargon. He calls himself the King of the Past and the Future, but in my opinion, he is nothing more than a ridiculous and arrogant person. After all, a king who can truly control the past and the future is not comparable to a big film who disguises himself with royal power."

Big film...

The emperor snorted, suppressed his inner smile in the face of everyone's attention, and pretended to sit upright.

"And this furoshiki before you is a manifestation of the true power of the Lord of Time. By using its two sides, you can adjust the time of the wrapped object. You can make the things inside go back to the past, or move them forward into the future...hiss!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zhou suddenly felt a chill on his back.

"snort!"

A faint cold snort seemed to appear in his ears. At that moment, he seemed to feel that something was staring at him, which he had never noticed before.

What is it?

But no matter what, now is not the time to show weakness, so Fang Zhou calmed himself down and looked at the people in front of him. After he finished speaking, the whole bar fell into a long silence.

"It's time..."

Mostima said this with a feeling of deep emotion.

It seems that before today, she still held a part of the power left by the Time Beast, that is, the "lock and key", but now it has fallen into the hands of the enemy.

But I didn't expect to hear from someone else that there was something that could also manipulate time.

"Lord of Time..."

Fiammetta muttered the word, but then didn't pay much attention to it. In her eyes, the man named Ark in front of her was really a bit mysterious. The so-called bundle of cloth that could go back to the past and move forward to the future was probably similar to the "lock and key" originally in Mostima's hands. They were both a part of the power left by the Time Beast.

And because of this, he also pulled down Sargon, the King of Kings.

However, Fiameta did not make it public, as he just wanted to see what other tricks Ark could come up with.

And if that cloth really possessed the power to look back to the past and move forward to the future, perhaps the changes in Fiammetta could be completely eliminated, or even...

Fiammetta looked at the dim halo and horns on Mostima's head, and her heart became excited.

Just when Fang Ark wanted to continue speaking and everyone present wanted to continue listening, the door of the bar was pushed open again, and the white-haired Rupert walked into the bar with two swords on his waist and a dangerous smile.

"Hahahaha, let me hear what exciting content I missed?"