Chapter 426： Disappearing memory

Lord looked at his sleeve, lost in thought.

Death Ba costume is a substance composed of Rei Pressure, so every Reaper’s clothing will be contaminated with his own unique Rei Pressure fluctuations, and it is the second symbol besides Zan Po Dao.

With the broken sleeve in front of him, Lord not only felt his spiritual pressure, but also a completely unfamiliar spiritual pressure fluctuation he had never seen before.

All the death gods that have appeared so far, Lord can be sure that he has seen them, and is familiar with their spiritual pressure fluctuations, so the master of this strange spiritual pressure is absolutely impossible to come from the corpse soul world.

But if it's not from the Soul World, where does this person come from? After all, the **** of death is not a cat or a dog, it is impossible to appear out of thin air.

This... is interesting.

A completely unfamiliar, and never-seen-before-seen Spiritual Pressure fluctuation, will actually attach to his death-tyrant outfit that was swallowed by the Judgment, and has been sealed together with the crying angel in a certain time and space a hundred years ago.

Obviously, someone did it deliberately!

can leave his death tyrant outfit sleeves, and this weak crying angel, the **** of death has worked so hard, what is the purpose of doing this?

Lord frowned his brows tightly, and his heart was clouded with a haze.

The whole thing has appeared from the crying angel, until now, there is a strangeness everywhere, which makes people feel unspeakable, as if missing an important link, unable to connect these scattered clues together.

And what worries him most now is the appearance of the crying angel!

The crying angel comes from the British science fiction drama "Doctor Who". It is an alien high-latitude creature that specializes in stealing time from other creatures for a living. Its existence itself is almost as old as the universe and is called a ‘lonely assassin’.

They have an ultimate defense mechanism called ‘quantum lock’, that is, when observed by any creature, the body will turn into an angel stone statue and will be in a ‘non-existent’ quantum collapse state at this time.

The stone statues cannot be'killed', and at the same time they cannot harm anyone. Even breaking the stone statues will not help, because it is only their external camouflage, or a kind of parasite, and the broken stone statues, Will soon re-formed.

Once the angel stone statue loses its observation, that is, when the creature diverts its eyes or blinks, it will immediately return to the prototype from the quantum collapse state, that is, the real ‘crying angel’, stealing the time of the target creature.

The way the crying angel kills is to touch the target creature and send it to a certain time point in the past, and then use the time difference in the process as the energy for their survival and stealing.

The most important thing is that once the creature is stealing time by the angel, the timeline where the creature is located will be locked, and it will never return to the original time and space, otherwise it will cause a huge time paradox, and then cause the paradox of the entire universe. Theory, causing the destruction of the timeline of the universe.

The lonely assassin, worthy of the name!

But even such terrifying creatures still have the enemy they fear. That is the protagonist in "Doctor Who", a powerful race that can control time, the Lord of Time—Doctor!

Lord only hopes for one thing now, that is, never show a doctor, otherwise the problem he will face is not just the time management, but a terrifying man who can destroy the universe at any time and even subvert the timeline.

Doctor...Doctor.

This man has no power, and even vowed to never take up a weapon. He wanders on the edge of danger only by virtue of wisdom. He has saved the universe countless times. Friends and enemies are everywhere.

But if you underestimate him because of this, then you will be greeted with failure, because the doctor has been on the verge of death countless times, but he has successfully survived the hardship and defeated the enemy in front of him.

In fact, before crossing, Lord had fantasized more than once. Perhaps one day he could board the Dr. Tadis, go on an adventure with him in the universe, experience the magnificent events, and see the magnificence from birth to destruction.

but now......

He only hopes that the doctor will not show up, otherwise a certain toilet bowl will definitely follow. By then, I am afraid that the life court may not be able to cover it.

"Are you OK?"

Tony was a little worried, but don't cry the angel's problem was not solved, the helper found here had another accident.

"It's okay...just thought about it." Lord shook his head, retracted the divergent thoughts, and asked: "It's safe for now, you can continue to talk about the contents of the back of the book."

"Okay, then I'll continue." Tony was also heartened, seeing that the crying angel was temporarily unable to get out of trouble, so he talked about the next thing.

Regarding how Irene hooked up to the upper-class nobles after crossing, or the customs of a hundred years ago, all such irrelevant content was skipped, and he quickly entered the weird hotel.

Until a man's name appeared, Lord's expression changed slightly, and even ripples appeared in the depths of his heart.

John Constantine!

It has been almost a year since the Battle of Angels in Los Angeles.

But recalling now, he found a serious problem, that is, he can hardly remember the details of the events that took place in the Los Angeles battle.

If Tony hadn't mentioned the name Constantine suddenly, he would never have remembered that there was once such a man!

Lord's heart was slightly frightened, this level of forgetting was extremely abnormal.

You must know that with his current memory, in addition to the vague memory of the time before the crossing, even the things he saw in the day will be deeply imprinted in the depths of his mind, as long as he is willing to remember it at any time!

But about Constantine's existence and the angel who helped him, it seems to have been wiped out of his mind by some invisible force.

Memory is a very wonderful thing.

It is like a towering tree. The leaves on each branch store the experience of that person. Now Lord’s memory of Los Angeles, which is the branch of the tree of memory, has a few leaves. Withered.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the memory of Constantine's "branches and leaves" has not completely withered, and there is a trace of impression left, which makes him still reluctantly recall it.

There was a trace of happiness in Lord's heart. If it weren't for Tony's sudden reminder today, after a while, I am afraid that everything about Constantine would be forcibly erased by that invisible force.

Wait then...

The leaves of the tree of memory are withered, and he will completely forget Constantine and the [angel] who can’t remember!

Lord desperately remembers.

He remembered that Constantine said when he was parting that he was going to go somewhere with that angel to deal with a very important matter. When it was over, he would come to New York to find him and formally join him. The corpse soul world.

Although I can't remember that place now, Lord remembers that it is England!

Britain, Britain again!

The obscured location in Irene's book, that is, the hotel where the crying angel is located, is also somewhere in the UK, and by coincidence, it happened that Constantine in the book mentioned to deal with something there.

In other words...

As long as he finds that place, maybe he can lift the veil of all these secrets!

Lord thought it was over, but unexpectedly, Tony gave him another ‘surprise’!

A hundred years ago, in a hotel somewhere in the UK, not only Constantine gathered, but there was also an unknown female **** of death!

"The **** of death a hundred years ago..."

Lord looked at the broken sleeve, showing a thoughtful expression, and the mist in his heart was slightly dissipated.

A question was answered, the strange Reiatsu on the sleeves seemed to be left by this **** of death.

Then the second question...

What does she have to do with this sleeve? Why did she leave her own Reiatsu?

"Lord, what should we do now?" Tony asked anxiously, worried about Potts' safety.

"Professional matters must be entrusted to professional people."

Lord squeezed his sleeves and thought for a long time, then slowly raised his head and said, "Come with me to Taj Kama. Maybe that person can help us answer these questions."