Chapter 812

readx(); Tiffany, the son of the first star who came to the world, had already died. For this, Tiffany can be sure that she had set foot in the yarod mountains to visit her body before, and learned from her relics that the laboratory built by Tiffany was hidden in this half plane.

"She is not the son of the first star, or even a person." Pernlus, who stood behind Tiffany, narrowed his eyes. The angel of redemption easily felt that the girl with black hair and purple shirt had no breath of life.

"I know she's not Tiffany."

As the son of the star, Tiffany is even above pernlus in insight, and no illusions or illusions can hide her. The girl is just shocked by the extremely similar appearance when the other party just came out. It is easy to feel that Tiffany in front of her eyes is not the son of the star.

Tiffany smiled and introduced herself without taboo: "please allow me to introduce myself. I'm an ethereal doll, a construct created by Miss Tiffany."

Tifa looked as like as two peas in the eyes of the young girl. The little girl's behavior, even the little action she introduced herself, was just like that of Tiffany, who had communicated to herself. It was the kind of reassuring and warm feeling that you could feel from it.

"You are indeed an inanimate construct, but your words and deeds are not like any kind of construct I have seen. There is no stiff feeling at all. It is very real. It is a bit like some undead who peel off their soul and attach to foreign objects." Pernlus's eyes showed a subtle luster: "let me speculate whether the son of the star who once had comparable divine power separated his soul before he died, then attached to a structure that was vivid with his original body, and then hid his body in the way of 'fake death' to continue to live in this world."

Tiffany was stunned. Then she looked at the girl who claimed to be an ethereal doll construct in front of her. After she came to the world, countless information had automatically poured into her mind. The possibility that pernlus said was not zero. The Lich and dead armor in the necromancer were similar, But without the protection of the body, the red naked soul, no matter how it is preserved by magic, will slowly break down with the passage of time, and finally return to the sea of soul no matter in the powerful Lich.

This is the rule of the world. No matter it is the reincarnation rule that a powerful necromancer can't break. According to this rule, Tiffany's soul can't exist completely for tens of thousands of years without the protection of *, but the son of the star itself exists as a way beyond the rules of the world. Even Tiffany can't help but doubt whether Tiffany really did so.

Looking at Tiffany's slightly suspicious look, 'Tiffany' smiled: "the soul of the son of stars is different from * and mortals. It is an integrated existence. There is no means to separate it. Separation means death."

"But you're so much like Tiffany. You're like a part of Tiffany."

"It's right to say separation, because I'm a replica of Tiffany, the son of the star, made according to her memory, knowledge and personality, a replica of her soul."

"Are you an artificial soul?"

Perseus, who has always been calm, was moved. There are many records and documents about Tiffany, the son of the first star, in the goddess's divine domain. The redeeming angel who once served as the goddess's wing has also read many relevant documents. Tiffany developed many new theories and inventions during her lifetime, leaving a lot of heritage for the world, In addition to the legendary and epic powerful equipment, there are new magic, refining technology, forging technology, and even some of Tiffany's magic theories are being used in the magic institutions of secular countries.

For the son of the star, even ishutar sincerely praised her as a gift of wisdom given by the creator to the world. However, what I didn't expect is that Tiffany has made an artificial soul, which even the gods can't do. It is still possible for the goddess ishutar to revive a dead * once it comes to the soul, no one in the world dares to claim that it can restore the broken soul. He is the most wise tutor of the dead who studies the soul, The founder of the whole island of the dead even developed the ceremony to materialize the soul, and comotnier isolos never dared to say that he could recover the broken soul, let alone create a new soul out of thin air.

Compared with the simple *, the amount of information constituting the soul is so huge and complex that it is almost an unsolvable problem. It is to surpass the gods and rise to the realm of the creator. No one, even the gods, can push open the door and step into the palace of the Creator!

The necromancer kemotnier tried, the goddess ishutar tried, the learned king of the blue dragon among the dragons tried, and countless mages, scholars, gods and Demons tried in the second generation, but all failed without exception. The only thing everyone can do is to magically change the memory and personality of a soul on the original soul, But no one can create a new soul out of thin air!

Tiffany, the son of stars, has done it. This alone can prove that one of her feet has stepped into the palace of the Creator!

However, it's a pity that she can't move on

'tiffany 'looked at Tiffany calmly with a gentle smile: "strictly speaking, I am a part of Miss Tiffany's research. Miss Tiffany only analyzed the product of a small part of her own soul, so I have been sleeping in the half plane and waiting for you according to miss Tiffany's will."

"What do you mean?" Tiffany was puzzled.

"I have continued Miss Tiffany's research for the sample, for her wishes and for yourself." Tiffany said faintly, with a detached look, as if she didn't care that she was the experimental object of research.

Perseus was silent. The son of the star's obsession was strong and firm. When he was born, he was forced to bear the brand of sacrifice. It was unimaginable when he was in pain, helplessness and despair. Because of this terrible pressure, the son of the star would spare no effort to discover his secret, study, analyze and try to untie the shackles.

Tiffany slowly extended her hand to Tiffany and sent out an invitation, but Tiffany finally shook her head.

"Why don't you accept it?"

Tiffany nodded: "I just want Tiffany's knowledge and wisdom to continue my research, but you are not my experimental sample."

"I am the crystallization of Tiffany's wisdom and research. If you want to unlock the secret of the son of stars, you can't bypass me, otherwise it's just a meaningless waste of time repeating the path taken by Miss Tiffany."

"I respect Miss Tiffany, but I also have my obsession"

Tiffany sighed, "I hope you can understand that I'm just a creation, a construction doll made by Tiffany's duplicate soul."

"But you have your will, and you are not an unintentional puppet."

"If I do, then this is also my own desire. I have Tiffany's personality and memory. I believe this must be Miss Tiffany's wish, so \

"No!" Tiffany's tone was very positive, with an indisputable attitude: "if you insist, I will choose to leave."

At this point, Tiffany couldn't help looking at pernlus behind him, and the other party nodded with respect.

"I see. Miss Tiffany told me before leaving half that if there are relatives with the same fate coming to this world in future generations, she should try her best to help her continue to complete her research."

Tiffany finally nodded, "then please tell me everything about this half plane laboratory."

Tiffany, the ethereal doll, carried out experiments as an assistant to Tiffany, the son of the star, when she was born. In this huge half plane laboratory, she was equivalent to an assistant. She was very clear about the whole half plane. Under the leadership of Tiffany, Tiffany and pernlus left the lower magic furnace and entered the central hall, This is the core area of the half plane laboratory, which is even more important than the magic furnace itself. In addition to Tiffany, who also has the lineage of the son of the star, Tiffany can't enter without the permission of the son of the star. Even after observing the multi-dimensional distortion protection engravings in the whole hall, pernlus had to admit, Here, any space capability will fail, and even several adjacent planes will be completely blocked. The whole hall is locked into a completely independent space. You don't want to enter it by any clever means at all. Moreover, the external dimensional distortion pattern can refract and spread the attacker's attack to the whole half plane, In short, to break here, you have to destroy the whole half plane first.

And when the half plane is destroyed, the son of the star doesn't know where to escape!

The function of the central hall is to supervise and operate the whole half plane laboratory, and allow the son of the star to be transmitted to any area. At the same time, it is also the lounge for Tiffany's life. Tiffany looked at the huge hall and occasionally fiddled with the magic guiding instruments left on the experimental platform. Many exquisite magic guiding devices were made by Tiffany, the son of the star, who had never seen in the world, and pernlus walked aside and knocked on the wall. The wall with blue magic light seemed to be made of a very unique material, Like a mixture of steel, jade, refined iron and secret silver, it has strong toughness and strength, and is very suitable for magic flow.

Perseus twisted with his fingers, but the result instantly activated some protective mechanism. A huge force burst out, which made Perseus retreat for a few steps. Then Perseus felt that his whole body seemed to become extremely heavy, just like his body was filled with lead.

"And the mystery lock?" Pernlus took a deep breath: "it seems very thoughtful."

The magic streamer around is like some kind of active magic, which is constantly reorganizing itself. It seems to be an active magic with self identification function, which can form corresponding mystery locks according to the situation of the offender. I have to say that she is truly the son of the stars. Every creation from her hand is so powerful and beautiful, just like a perfect art.

"Are you all right, Perseus?"

Tiffany came anxiously to check the situation of pernlus, and hurriedly removed the suppression of pernlus by mislock.

"I'm fine. Don't worry. I was too reckless just now." Perseus waved his hand to show that he was all right.

Tiffany looked at them and then made a gesture of invitation to take them to the next area. (to be continued.)