Chapter 373: Eye of Truth, Artillery FireHearing her description, Jiang Mo suddenly became interested and asked subconsciously: "Can you track its specific location?" "." Yousha said nothing, but shook her head gently. Her right hand dropped and the water mirror disappeared. "Want to find it?" Jiang Mo looked into those gray-silver eyes and easily understood the woman's true thoughts. This kind of space-time anomaly is a fatal temptation to any legendary magician who studies the forbidden art of space-time. The caution and calmness accumulated over the years cannot withstand the fanatical pursuit, and are all wiped out in an instant. Just like the Trinity disciples of the past, who yearned for the triple rebirth, they rushed forward like moths to a flame, one after another, and never stopped for a moment even if they came across the skeletons of their masters along the way. Therefore, Jiang Mo understands Yousha's feelings at this moment better than anyone else. She pondered for a while, made a decision, and confided: "Well, my road is almost at the end. The scenery is all over the place and it's boring." "What's more, unlike your endless training, I don't lack perseverance, but my talent is limited."

"Among the many schools and fields created by my predecessors, I really don't have the ability to dig out a new territory of my own. I can only follow their path and go further than them. When the road ends, there will be nothing left." Yousha spoke frankly. Even though she might be the most powerful magician in China, she behaved very humbly at this moment, and her tone was even mixed with shame. The higher she climbed, the more she felt the narrowness of the road ahead. Her hard work paid off, but the rewards she received were getting smaller and smaller. She had read through the mountains of magic books and was familiar with all kinds of forbidden techniques. Her only regret was that the knowledge she could explore was getting less and less. Moreover, she had a very strong premonition that the space-time anomaly that appeared this time might bring her a leap-forward transformation. "If you've made up your mind, go ahead." Jiang Mo supported her and said with a faint smile: "You don't have to limit your time. When you find it and are satisfied, you are welcome to come back at any time." "thank you" Faced with the expected result, Yousha had an almost unnoticeable smile on her lips, but it was like a plum blossom in midwinter, blooming in an instant, so stunning that the passage of time froze at this moment. She is breathtakingly beautiful, and it seems that most of the words used to praise the opposite sex in the world fit her perfectly. "Liuku, is it complete?" Jiang Mo didn't know how long she would be away, and didn't want to say goodbye forever, so he asked this question. After years of companionship, he had long regarded this protector as a friend. "It's almost there. If you don't believe me, why don't you touch it?" Yousha's face was as flawless as when they first met 74 years ago, and her skin was like warm mutton-fat jade. She gently extended her hand to Jiang Mo. "it is good." Jiang Mo understood what she meant, that she wanted to test it herself, so he followed her wishes and stretched out his right hand to hold her left hand. In an instant, the soft, warm palm slightly closed, the ten fingers clasped together, and a terrifying pulling force similar to that of a black hole burst out from the palm, absorbing his true energy and blood at will. "Do you mind if I stock up?"

Yousha's eyes were gentle and bold, as if containing thousands of words, overflowing from the bottom of her heart. "store." "Don't starve to death out there." Jiang Mo's true energy and blood are like an erupting active volcano, inexhaustible and he doesn't mind sharing some with Yousha. He has always been very grateful for Yousha's supervision during his many years of wandering, two periods of seclusion, and his. "Wow" With hands clasped tightly together, power was transferred madly. Not long after, streaks of blood appeared on Yousha's body, and the white vortex floating in the palm of her hand was on the verge of collapse. Her gluttonous body was filled to the brim and was about to burst, but Jiang Mo remained the same, with no change at all. Only he knew that the difference was only from 1000 to 999, which was less than he expected. The vortex dissipated, the true energy and blood were no longer guided, but the frosty left hand was still unwilling to let go, as if it was attached to the residual warmth so close. "I have a gift for you, too." "Ok?" Jiang Mo was puzzled. Suddenly, he felt a faint vibration in his palm, as if there was a cold liquid wriggling, gradually forming some special patterns. "Eye of Truth, my innate ability developed to its ultimate form." "I used magic and alchemy to peel it off, turned it into a pattern, and grafted it onto your hand. It can read emotions, thoughts, memories, and eavesdrop on your thoughts. I hope it can be of help to you." "If you encounter any trivial troubles while I'm away, you'll need to do it yourself." Jiang Mo looked down and saw the pattern on his palm, which was a deep eye dotted with stars. The power contained in it was naturally controlled by him, as if he were using an arm. "My blood and genes are very ordinary. Even if I fully develop my innate abilities, they don't have earth-shattering power." "All it can do is let you detect danger in advance, see through people's minds, intercept memories, and other trivial things like that." "In fact, memories can be overwritten and modified. As far as I know, there are five kinds of forbidden magic." "At first, the Eye of Truth only tried to find the hidden and sealed memories as much as possible. When I realized this drawback, I added some 'Destiny Reshaping' runes when refining it. In this way, after the power is activated, it will continuously invade and copy the caster's memory in countless moments, running through all his life before the present time, and restoring the lost memories in full." Yousha introduced the function of the "Eye of Truth" in detail, and the cost of using it was only mental fatigue. "Thank you for the gift." Jiang Mo remembered her advice and gradually became proficient in controlling the 'Eye of Truth'. "You are always so polite, to the point of being a little awkward." Yousha smiled gracefully, and her left hand loosened consciously. She continued: "On the third floor, I left a note there. I didn't take most of the alchemical artifacts with me. If you feel like looking for them someday, just go in and read the manual for instructions." "Well, be careful out there. When are you leaving?" "Now." Yousha speaks briefly. She never has a procrastination problem. She always follows her heart and does whatever she thinks of.

"." Jiang Mo silently poured a cup of tea, handed it to her, and practiced for her. "Thanks, and wish me good luck." Yousha took it, put it to her lips, raised her head slightly, and drank it all in one gulp. "Good luck to you." Jiang Mo stood up, walked with her out of the Sutra Library, facing the bright moonlight like a silver ocean, and personally escorted her to the end of the stone steps outside the mountain gate. "When I find it, I'll let you know to come and have a look?" Before leaving, Yousha stopped and extended an invitation to Jiang Mo. "Okay, let me open my eyes, thanks to you." "Goodbye, then." Yousha waved her right hand, and her figure gradually became transparent and disappeared. A few days later, in the evening. Two young disciples in the sect held a basin of minced chicken legs and fed them to three football-sized bullet ants with black shells. Sitting in the courtyard, Jiang Mo browsed the top ten most popular posts on the dark web. The first title was "China signed a contract with 11 countries to purchase special power locks. A visiting delegation from Japan was suspected of stealing secrets and was executed by the Security Council!" He clicked to check, and lines of messages came into view, giving him a general idea of ​​the situation. The deaths of Matsubara Shinaga and Yano Rin caused a huge disturbance. For a while, the truth that was learned was difficult for some Japanese level 4 awakeners to accept. However, they were unable to take care of themselves and had no choice but to temporarily suppress their anger, planning to pursue accountability and settle accounts after the matter was over. According to speculation by users on the dark web who are not afraid of making trouble, there are quite a few Japanese masters ranked No. 50 in the world, and Matsubara Shinaga and Yano Rin are very powerful. Even if they are executed, there will inevitably be a fierce battle. Such rumors lasted only a day and a half before they were refuted by the cold and cruel facts. On the third day after the contract was signed, some awakened forces who had heard the news could not sit still. They strictly prohibited the other party from selling the ability locks to their country in order to reduce their living space. They even made it clear that once the contract was implemented, they would hold the determination to perish together, regardless of everything, and exchange casualties. Those awakened forces claimed that they were located in a remote area, more than 10,000 kilometers away, and were safe enough, but they did not expect to suffer the most devastating blow on the day they released the news. At 7 . on July 3, the three presidents of the Security Council informed their counterparts in Russia, Britain and France of the relevant situation and obtained temporary entry rights. Afterwards, Gao Yushan found out the specific location of a certain rebel force. At 9:30, Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei appeared in the far north of Russia. Through the use of supernatural detectors and satellite navigation, they locked onto the lair of more than a hundred rebels, and a one-sided massacre broke out without suspense. The two of them worked together perfectly, killing 6 level 4 awakeners and 108 level 3 awakeners. At 10 o'clock, in the mountains in the heart of France, five Class B mechas roared across the sky. Wei Yuanming personally led the team to encircle and suppress the rebels, and with the help of several vice presidents, the sky was filled with artillery fire, high-energy particle beams pierced through the mountains and forests, and high-yield missiles poured down like heavy rain, turning the rebels' base into a purgatory on earth. Fires shot up into the sky. A series of panicked figures tried to escape, but were beheaded in an instant by the ink-colored sword energy that came from the sky. Wei Yuanming swept the battlefield, and under the fire suppression of the mecha, his enemies did not even have a chance to breathe.

In the past 1 hour and 46 minutes, within a 5km radius, 4 level 4s and 160 level 3s were found, and none survived. At 11:15, in a small border town in Britain, Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei arrived at their destination again and fought with five level 5 awakeners. Large sections of the city block collapsed. The two sides were like water and fire, and every move was deadly. Countless low-level awakeners died like cannon fodder. At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, more news came that three of the five level 5 awakeners were killed, and two were seriously injured and escaped. In just one day, Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei teamed up to kill 9 level 4 awakeners from the two countries, plus nearly 300 level 3 awakeners. Since then, they have become famous all over the world, shocking both Chinese and foreigners. (End of this chapter)