However, his left hand is still in the form of a soul, or in other words, only his right hand is solid in his body.
Then, Angel thought of something that was terrifying to think about.
The right hand in the nightmare world has become an entity, but what about the right hand in reality? Is it his or the long-haired man's?
What's more, if he leaves his body in reality, whose right hand in his soul should belong to him?
The more Angel thought about it, the more he felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat.
Sanders said at this time: "I just said that the man's hand was fused with your right hand, there may be something wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"It seems like he is merging with your hand, but he also seems to be pulling your right hand from the wizarding world to the nightmare world." Sanders paused: "Maybe it's both, but that needs to wait.
We can only confirm this after we return to the wizarding world."
"Before that, don't use your right hand." Sanders glanced at the green lines surrounding Angel's right hand, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes. Although the green lines seemed to have no energy,
Every time I look at it, I feel a vague sense of terror.
Angel nodded and leaned against the bed with some dejection.
If it is true as Sanders said, he really suffered a big loss this time when he came to the nightmare world and lost his hand.
Seeing this, Sanders thought for a moment and said, "I have a guess, maybe your hand is not lost, and there is a high probability that it is also your hand."
Angel looked over.
Sanders: "You didn't say that you thought the person you met in the dream was you. Although you were in chaotic thinking at the time, maybe because of this, your guess was not wrong."
"He may be you, but he is you who was projected by the nightmare world."
Chapter completed!