"Are you still...Gu?"

Hearing the familiar tone, Erica hesitated with uncertainty.

"Why, do you think I'm occupied by those confused consciousnesses?"

Gu Xing sat up slowly, "Those chaotic consciousnesses are interesting, but they are still far from affecting me. I am just experiencing their residual consciousness."

As he spoke, Gu Xing's figure began to change.

The grayish white smooth skin began to change to normal skin tone, and the body shape gradually shrank, slowly shrinking from more than five meters to the previous normal body shape of more than one meters and eight meters.

Because of the transformation, the clothes had already been broken. In addition to the divine hand on the right hand and the small four-sided tripod with a pendant hanging on the chest, Gu Xing was naked and naked under the moonlight.

"Go and find me a piece of clothing."

Gu Xing said to Erica with a calm expression on his face, and did not feel any discomfort with his naked body.

Erica had seen Gu Xing look unclothed before, and she was thinking about something at this moment and was not joking about it. So she hesitated for a moment and nodded.

The reason why hesitated was that through the moonlight, Erica saw a faint black mark on Gu Xing's eyebrows.

I still had some doubts about whether Gu Xing was influenced by the "Dark King", but whether it was affected or not, it was the most suitable thing for her to find clothes. If Gu Xing went there, if someone in the church angered him, it would be possible that he would cause an irreversible bloody case.

"good."

After responding, Erica turned around and walked back to the church.

About five minutes later, she came out of the church and took a pair of loose jeans and a plaid shirt.

Gu Xing took the clothes and asked while changing them, "How much do you know about those dark wizards and those dark kings?"

After hearing this, Erica thought about it and said, "I don't know much. I only know that these dark wizards have always existed in the United States. They have been trying to summon some 'dark king' to come to the world and rule mankind."

“Have you ever been successful?”

Gu Xing put on his jeans and asked while buttoning them.

"No."

Erica shook her head, "If it succeeds, the earth will not be the current situation, right?"

"That's not necessarily. You think of the so-called 'Dark King' too omnipotent."

Gu Xing smiled slightly, put on his jeans, picked up the plaid shirt, and said.

If the black smoke formed by the chaotic consciousness is the so-called "dark demon king", then the form of existence of the group of black wizards is very strange.

Although the chaotic consciousness of those "dark kings" is indeed stronger than ordinary strange, it is far from reaching the point of dominating the world.

Not to mention anything else, Carter, the "Jesus", can completely crush those things.

Judging from Carter's view of the other party as "food", it is obvious that he has devoured those chaotic consciousnesses more than once.

Even judging from Carter's words, Gu Xing suspected that the group of black wizards was likely to be "pigs" raised by Carter.

Those black wizards have single abilities, all consciousness classes, but they are much different from ordinary consciousness classes, like the abilities learned by a unified system.

This may exist when it is known that strange abilities are not innate, but are also likely to be circulated in the form of information knowledge and can be obtained through learning.

A person who has gained the singularity of his ability through information knowledge spreads the simple information obtained for people to learn.

While studying, it spreads various legends similar to the arrival of the "Dark King" that can inform the world, so that those who learn will believe it without doubt, and become evil believers who are determined to summon the "Dark King" to the world for life.

Not to mention dozens or hundreds of years ago, in the era of underdeveloped communication, even in modern society with information explosions, people could be brainwashed by cults. This kind of thing is completely possible and the possibility is very high!

"This method of raising 'pigs' in captivity is worth learning from."

Gu Xing nodded thoughtfully.

Then his heart moved.

Since there is a black wizard, is there a white wizard?

Thinking of this, Gu Xing immediately asked Erica: "Erika, since there is a black wizard, is there a white wizard? What is the difference between the two?"

"some."

Erica nodded and affirmed Gu Xing's guess, "The difference between a white wizard and a black wizard is that a black wizard has always been determined to summon the "Dark King" and has a strange and dangerous temper. However, the white wizard does not aim to summon the "Dark King", but instead suspects the existence of the "Dark King" and has been trying hard to prevent the black wizard from summoning the "Dark King". At the same time, most white wizards also specialize in their own abilities and have developed many convenient things. I have read some confidential archives of the CIA. In history, many scientists are actually one of the white wizards. Among them, those who have made outstanding contributions such as the famous physicist Newton and Edison are respected as the "Great Wizards"! It is precisely with them that our world has gradually developed to its current prosperity!"

"Is that true?"

After listening to Erica's words, Gu Xing felt strange and felt a little ridiculous.

Zuo Kuang is actually a member of the so-called "white wizard" and is also respected as a "great wizard".

Could it be that these black wizards and white wizards are all his skills?!

The more you think about it, the more likely Gu Xing feels.

Zuo Kuang is a person who is almost crazy about his pursuit of himself.

When he was in a bottleneck with his incarnation as Newton, he could have done such a way to spread simple consciousness information to allow many people to learn and brainstorm to break through the bottleneck.

"If these wizards are really Zuo Kuang's work, you can make use of it if you have the chance in the future."

Gu Xing thought to himself thoughtfully.

However, on the surface, he asked calmly: "How did the American wizard group appear? What is its origin? Does the wizard academy exist?"

"You've watched too many movies..."

Erica shook her head and said, "No one knows the origin...at least I don't know. The Wizards Academy certainly does not exist, otherwise the US government would definitely organize a large number of people to study. But in this case, other countries will definitely not allow such an academic to exist."

"Just ask casually."

Gu Xing tied the collar buttons of the plaid shirt and said, "Okay, let's go."

"Are you going to Seattle?"

Erica asked tentatively.

"What about that?"

Gu Xing looked at her and asked back.

Erica looked at the off-road Hummer, whose battle between Gu Xing and Carter was affected and was scrapped. The entire car was seriously deformed, and said, "This car seems to be scrapped..."

"Just find one in the town."

Gu Xing said lightly.

Then he glanced at Erica with a slightly meaningful look and said, "You have been deliberately procrastinating and delaying. What exactly do you want to do?"

Hearing Gu Xing's words, Erica's face turned pale slightly. After a long time of confusion, she let out a deep breath and said, "I wonder, should I follow you to Seattle! You have become enemies with 'Jesus'. Although nuclear weapons are born now, Qiyi no longer has the powerful power to subvert a national regime, but as one of the three major American strangers, "Jesus" operates in the United States, the family is deeply rooted. Although there is no power to subvert the country, it is still more than enough to deal with me, an ordinary person. If I continue to follow you and help you, it is likely to cause disadvantage to my family and friends, and even endanger their lives!"

After saying this in one breath, Erica felt relieved, her face was determined, and she looked at Gu Xing as if she was ready to be beaten to death.

After hearing this, Gu Xing looked at her calmly and said, "Since that's the case, then you can go."

"……Um?"

Erica's eyes widened, "You... let me go?"

"You are not threatening me, why don't I let you go?"

Gu Xing asked back, then said calmly: "I asked you to follow me because the CIA helped me clean up the mess. In fact, I took you to delay my time. If I hadn't agreed to let you mediate with the local strange forces in Seattle first, and at my speed, I could arrive in Seattle in one day. But if you think clearly, you left without authorization, how would you explain to the CIA?"

"I will deal with the CIA."

Erica bowed gratitude to Gu Xing and said, "Thank you for letting me go! The CIA should be able to understand my situation. Even if I can't understand, facing the CIA's wanted is at least much better than facing the power of "Jesus"!"

"All right."

Gu Xing said lightly: "Then you should take care of yourself."

After saying that, Gu Xing stepped away and walked towards the forest in the dark. Soon, he disappeared into the forest.

Erica looked at Gu Xing's figure leaving behind, and she felt complicated for a moment. The saddest level she thought was over so easily.

She felt a sense of gratitude that she "was put it to death and then live."

It was obvious that Gu Xing did not provide any help to her. On the contrary, he always thought that she was a little scared when she followed Gu Xing. But now Gu Xing just simply asked her to leave, but she felt a sense of gratitude similar to the Stockholm symptoms.

What is ridiculous is that Erica knows her symptoms well, but she cannot control the emergence of this emotion.

"Thanks."

Looking at the direction of Gu Xing's disappearing forest, Erica thanked him again.

Under the full moonlight, an owl gradually flew away and left over the forest.

Erica saw it, but didn't care, and turned around and left in the opposite direction of Gu Xing.

...

"Guwu~"

An owl cries rang out this night.

In the forest, in a manor, in a castle-like house, a window opens, and a white and slender arm stretches out.

An owl flew over and stood on this arm.

The arm was stretched back to the window, and at the same time, the owner of the arm, a charming woman in her thirties, heard the pleasant voice: "Mickey, thank you for your hard work."
To be continued...