What’s ridiculous is that Reji voluntarily died in the Duizi plan within, and his disciples were destroyed by Ai Liang’s hands.

Both sides' abacus basically did not cause any effective blow to each other.

Reji's suicide attack only brought serious injuries to the tyrant who had to cultivate for at least half a year.

If Ailiang had not made the format of the disciples and had to count them, it would have been a little loss to the countermeasures.

Judging from the obvious results, a battle that has been plotting for half a year and has been lonely is true.

Not to mention who was the winner in this battle, the magician who brought five-eighth of Janus's body back to the underground base where the tyrants were previously placed.

However, the place he went to this time was the bottom floor of the base.

The original clone of the Thousand Face Man is waiting for him there.

The bottom floor of the base is different from other places. Not only does it contain the clone of the Thousand-Faced Man, but it also has the spiritual concept of spatial imprisonment.

All spatial abilities have lost their effect in the face of the hints arranged by Thousand Faces.

Anyone who wants to go directly to the bottom through space ability will teleport to other places under the hint of the spiritual ability of Thousand Faces.

Even the apostles such as magicians and disciples are no exception.

Therefore, the magician could only take Janus's body and use the most primitive and simple method to go to the base floor - take the elevator.

The moment the elevator door opened, Janus's remaining body floated out of the elevator involuntarily and flew towards the figure in the center of the ground floor hall.

The magician followed him out of the elevator, and a pressure of strange and unfriendly came from all directions.

Even the magician, whose combat power is one of the best among the apostles, couldn't help but slow down.

The magician looked at the original clone of the Thousand Face Man: "I haven't seen you and your clone for a long time. I'm really not used to seeing you when you suddenly looked like you."

"If you want to see me, you can come here anytime."

The Thousand Face Man smiled and held Janus's body in his hand: "For the time I was away, thank you for your hard work to maintain the Apostle."

The magician shook his head: "Thank you hard, it's not hard. It's the same whether you are here or not. Anyway, everyone usually plays their own things and rarely encounters any trouble."

The magician's eyes moved downward and looked at Janus in the hands of the Thousand Faces Man: "It's all like this. Can you really be saved? Could you just make an excuse to avoid a conflict with the hermit?

And... Janus, who had lost nearly half of his body, may really become the weakest apostle in our apostle association this time, and Xiaosha is better than him."

Thousand-faced man smiled and said, "Of course I can save it. Don't forget that I am famous all over the world for my spiritual ability."

The magician nodded: "It's good that I can save it. I believe that with this lesson, Janus's usual speech should be more restrained."

The Thousand Faces agrees with the magician's statement: "Indeed, since he was born with consciousness, we have been spoiled by him too much. This child relies on his ability to have space and has no idea of ​​awe at all. I believe he should grow up this time."

Faced with the successive echoes of the Thousand-Faced Man, the magician's face gradually became strange: "You don't think you always agree with my words, so I won't ask about the hermit about things, right?"

The Thousand Face Man still kept smiling: "If you want to ask, just ask directly. As long as it is within the scope of my answer, I promise to know everything."

The magician curled his lips: "It seems you don't want to say it?"

The magician has been with the Thousand Faces for so many years, but he still doesn't know what he calls "within the scope of the answer" which is what I don't want to say.

Don't ask, ask is not within the answer range.

"There are still some that can answer you, you can try to ask." Thousand-faced man said sincerely.

"Who is the hermit?" the magician asked casually.

A thousand-faced man smiles without saying a word.

"Do you know the true identity of the hermit?" asked the magician.

A thousand-faced man smiles without saying a word.

"Why are you not angry at all when the hermit almost killed Janus? Instead, you still want to continue to win over him?" the magician continued to ask.

The Thousand Faces still smiled without saying a word.

The magician spread his hands and looked at Qianmengren speechlessly: "Look, no matter what I ask, you won't answer."

"You can actually ask about other things."

The Thousand Faces Man took the initiative to give an example: "For example, how powerful is the hermit."

Faced with this kind of news-style Q&A that memorized the copywriting in advance, the magician sighed helplessly: "Okay, then how strong is he?"

"What do you think?" asked the Thousand Face Man.

"Aren't I asking you now?"

The magician said impatiently: "Based on the performance of the confrontation just now, it should be similar to mine."

"No, you were wrong."

The Thousand Faces denied the magician's speculation: "Your strength is not his upper limit, but his lower limit."

Hearing this, the magician's face finally changed: "He is the same level as you?"

The Thousand Face Man smiled and said, "I don't know what level he is at now, but he is definitely not under the silence of heat, and at least he is better than you."

So now do you think I'm calling you back to favor him?"

The magician didn't say anything, and he was half-believing and half-doubting about what the Thousand Faces said.

Apart from knowing that the Hermit had killed some ordinary people in Neihua City before, he had never heard of the Hermit's other deeds.

How could a powerful apostle be so low-key?

The Thousand Face Man saw the doubts in the magician's eyes, but did not mean to continue to explain.

He waved his hand: "Okay, I will restore Janus's consciousness next. You can go and do it first. In the near future, you will see the power of the hermit."

The Thousand Faces gave the order to expel guests. The magician didn't want to stay here, and he was under tremendously unfriendly bottom. Every minute and every second he was under tremendous pressure.

After leaving a sentence "When Janus wakes up, tell me", the magician turned around and got into the elevator.

At this time, the Thousand Faces finally curled up their signature smile and slowly turned their eyes to Janus's remaining body.

Janus was indeed wiped out all his spiritual personality and memories by Ailiang.

But don't forget how Maoyan was "resurrected".

The apostle is different from the mask. Only one will appear at the same time for the same apostle.

While the apostle was still alive, he copied his personality memory and poured it into a puppet's body.

The puppet will become something like a clone, and the apostle can destroy it with one thought at any time.

But what if the apostle dies?

Then the backup files of spirit, memory, personality, etc. that have been left behind before will become the cornerstone of resurrection.

This is a hidden benefit that apostles who join the Apostles can enjoy.
Chapter completed!