However, this kind of resurrection is not unlimited. The apostles after the resurrection will be weaker than each other. For example, like Janus, they will completely die out at most twice.

The Thousand Face Man shook his head and sighed: "You, you, you have told you not to have too much contact with him, why are you just not listening?"

The Thousand Faces man put Janus's body on an altar-like device next to it.

"Oh, the deleted so clean... Did you accidentally reveal his true identity, or would you be in trouble with his original body?"

While helping Janus reinstill his personal memory, the Thousand Face Man said to himself: "Although I have said that the apostles are equal, don't misunderstand it.

Do you know why I say that all apostles are equal? ​​Because to me, you are no different from human beings, you are all puppets at the mercy of others.

I can control your bodies at any time, modify your memories, and manipulate your thoughts... You can't even maintain your self-consciousness in front of me, so how can you talk about equality?"

The Thousand Face Man kept a smile on his face, but he spoke words that would make all the apostles frightened.

"But he is different. In a sense, he is my real family. He is like that guy Yue Yangyan, and he is born to be exempted from my mental ability, and you are just pets I have freed,"

"Apart from them, everyone in this world is like npcs in the game to me. I can tamper with the underlying code of my friends at will and turn you into what I want.

Before they appeared, I was lonely because everyone was npc, and I was the only player...

Thousands of years, a cracked stand-alone game has been played for more than a thousand years. Do you know how eager I am to communicate with someone?

That's why I had the idea of ​​restarting the strange era, and restarting the era that was once sealed by me..."

With the indoctrination of personality and memory, Janus on the altar began to recover.

The weirdness itself can enlarge or shrink its body within a certain range.

Therefore, even though Ailiang burned three-eighth of his body, Janus' body did not change much compared to the original one, but his strength has dropped a lot and has completely become the weakest apostle.

"I remember your latest backup memory personality. Did you come half a month ago?"

The Thousand Face Man looked at Janus, who was floating in the air naked, raised his hand and touched his chin: "In order to avoid you from committing suicide again, I'd better delete all my recent memories."

The Thousand Faces did it as soon as he said that, and with a thought, he erased all the memories of Janus after returning to the Asian Union from Europe and deleted them until Kim Ping An encountered a bank robbery.

"Well... I'll give you another psychological hint, and that's about it."

The Thousand Faces nodded with satisfaction, put Janus on the ground, and then snapped his fingers.

Janus slowly opened his eyes, his tone was a little confused: "I am... huh? Am I not in the hotel? Why did you come here?"

Janus, a salted fish rolled on and got up from the ground.

He looked around the scene and then at his bare body.

"Gaia, you...wait! Why am I here? Am I dead?"

When Janus saw the smiling Thousand-faced man standing next to him, he immediately realized that he might have died once.

"Yes, your memory should still be at the time of going to Europe in the summer, but it is the end of the year now." Qianweiren explained with a smile.

"It's the end of the year?"

Janus widened his eyes: "Is it because I was surrounded by people from the countermeasures in the last six months?

No… I remember that I planned to ask you to back up the files after returning to Asia United. No matter how I said that my memory shouldn’t be stuck in Europe!”

"That's because your memory in the past few months is very dangerous and will cause you a murderous disaster, so I took the initiative to delete it for you."

The Thousand Face Man did not hide anything, and deleted the memory of Janus himself and carried out secret operations: "Not only that, I have also implanted spiritual hints on you.

When you enter the elevator and leave here, you will not have the idea of ​​exploring the memories of the past six months in the future.”

Logically speaking, if your memories are modified at will, you will be furious.

But Janus is not a normal person after all, he has the weirdness of human consciousness.

To Janus, modifying memory is not as sensitive as that of ordinary people.

So he quickly accepted it all: "So that's it...what is Ping An? If I was killed by the countermeasures, where did he go?"

The Thousand Face Man did not explain, but raised a finger to put it on Janus' head: "I'll pass on some of the memories that you can know to you. You can stay here for a few days and read it slowly."

A huge stream of memory poured directly into Janus's brain.

These memories did not cause any physical or mental burden to him, but because the memories were too complicated, he needed some time to sort them out.

Janus shook his head and said in a difficult tone: "It seems that there is no problem... but can I change the place? You are so stressed that I can't breathe."

The Thousand Face Man pointed to the sarcophagus in the distance: "Go to the cultivation warehouse over there, nearly half of your body was burned, and it was just enough to use the cultivation warehouse to recover for a while."

"What?!"

If you don’t say it, you won’t know. When the Thousand Faces said that his body was burned by someone, Janus jumped up instantly like a cat with his tail stepped on.

He looked at his hands with panic on his face: "My body is half gone?! I thought this feeling of weakness was a sequelae of resurrection, and I could recover after a while!"

"To be precise, three-eighths, you were divided into eight pieces, three of which were burned by others, and the remaining five pieces were still snatched from the other party."

The Thousand Faces Man said, "I don't mind the big deal."

Janus subconsciously shivered: "Cut me into eight pieces and burn it in batches? What a grudge!"

The Thousand Face Man said calmly: "Okay, everything you should know has been passed to you through memory. Don't ask what you shouldn't know. With your strength, you should only have the last chance to resurrection. Don't be dying in the future."

Janus cried and said, "Will I become the weakest apostle now?"

The Thousand Face Man patted Janus' head and comforted him, "It's okay, as long as the space ability is still there, it doesn't matter whether he is the weakest or not. Anyway, you were not strong before."

Listening to the heart-killing words of the Thousand Faces, Janus's face turned pale.

The resurrection he thought would be like the one in the game, with full state.

But who knows that the essence is still needed. If the local area is burned clean, then you won’t be able to survive!

Janus was like a painter forgot to paint color, and he walked staggering towards the cultivation warehouse.
Chapter completed!