Real Name God

　　 Richard floating in the air was stunned for a moment.

　　 "Something is different..."

　　 This is his first feeling.

　　 When Crowley closed his eyes, he didn't hesitate to let the Cursed Spirit Lord continue to punch down and smash the opponent's head, only to be blocked by the black shadow that threw from the side.

　　 The monster hidden in the darkness finally revealed its true body, and its appearance reminded people of the Overlord Flower that was magnified dozens of times. The evil demon's open mouth is like a hungry beast. It splits eight petals along the center of the face that occupies most of the body, and each petal is covered with sharp teeth and barbs. The divided predator organs danced in the air like a whip.

　　 More importantly, Crowley’s process of change was much shorter than he thought——

　　 In an instant, he completely became another person, which is an indescribable feeling. Obviously, he was still in front of Richard, but now he looks like a person from afar, talking with himself thousands of miles away.

　　 He raised his hand, and traces of meridians appeared on the body of the piranha-like demon, and the blue-purple blood was embossed, and his head grew a full circle more than before. Although it can't be compared with the Lord of the Cursed Spirit, the body under the monster is like a root, which is enough to wrap the entire building to the end.

　　 "Hello, Mr. Rasputin."

　　 Crowley's tone and atmosphere when speaking are completely different from the past.

　　 Richard, who was hiding under the mask, couldn't help but frowned.

　　……

Whether it’s language, action or demeanor, the personality created together is so distinctive, like a drop of ink stained on white paper, or a drop of oil splashed in clear water, very vivid, so it can easily be with his past state , And distinguish it from others.

　　Although there is no evidence, Richard realized almost immediately: The person standing in front of him at this time is the "preacher" who has a relationship with him at the inverse cross meeting.

　　 But what is going on? Why in just a few seconds, the impression of this person will change drastically?

　　 It seemed that he had sensed Richard's doubts, and the girl standing beside him on the void spoke.

　　 "Sir, do you see what is behind him?"

　　'S real name stared at the opponent quietly, while speaking to him.

　　 Richard shook his head.

　　 "No, I didn't see anything..."

　　 The girl was silent slightly. She stretched out her slender, white palm, covering Richard's eyes.

"now what?"

　　Huh, strange? How could there be such a moment, he felt that from the hands of his real name, there seemed to be a kind of "realistic" touch, cold, soft...

　　 Richard did not have time to confirm whether this was his own illusion, and was quickly taken away by the scene before him.

"this is......"

　　 After his real name touched his eyes, Richard's "spiritual vision" was replaced by the vision shared with the girl.

　　 He clearly saw that "something" was connected behind Crowley, leading to infinity.

　　They are floating in the void, like a woman's black hair, and like algae in the deep sea. The key is that they grow very luxuriantly, spread out densely, almost obscuring his vision.

　　 In front of "Crowley" at this time, the fierce and cruel monster behaved like a pet, and even stretched out his tentacles and rubbed his trousers affectionately like a puppy.

　　 Crowley—No, it should be said that he was an "Evangelist", and he patted one of the split mouths softly.

　　 Then, Richard heard the other party continue to say:

　　 "Mr. Rasputin, after hearing your name for a long time, I finally met today."

　　 The young man raised his head, with a gentle smile on his face, and the weird pair of heterochromatic pupils stared at him.

　　……

Since ancient times, there have been so-called "temperament" and "aura" in the interaction between people. The aura of the superior is fearful, the noble and elegant temperament makes people respect and yearn for, and the pitiful temperament is easy to attract. The opposite **** feels good, the pure temperament makes it easier to trust in the heart, while the crazy temperament makes people feel afraid at first glance...

　　 There is an overwhelming temperament in this person, which is a kind of "heterogeneity" that is incompatible with ordinary people and the world around him.

Although he is smiling, there is no smile at all in his eyes. When he is looking at others, it is like looking at ants building a nest; he is not without emotion, but the novelty and joy of looking at others is not at all. It's like looking at humans.

　　 Now, Crowley is looking at him with this kind of gaze, and he is very uncomfortable with the look of "seeing good things".

　　 Frankly speaking, Richard hates this guy.

　　 Although he inherited Rasputin’s appearance, he did not lose sight of his "weirdness". After all, he was a gloomy masked man who knew at first sight that he was not a good person.

"......who are you?"

　　 he asked straightforwardly.

　　Actually, Richard and Crowley have already met, but the other party doesn't know this, so no matter whether the other party is the original "Crowley", this question will not reveal the possibility.

　　 "Sorry, I was impolite. At this time, I should report my name first~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly to him.

"My'now' name, and the person who is talking with this mouth, is called Alister Crowley. But if you want, you can call me Mathers, McQueen Mathers, this Is my real name,"

　　...Sure enough, has someone changed?

　　 But how is it done? Could it be that this man named Mathers replaced the original Crowley?

　　 Richard suddenly realized that this is similar in effect to the authority of the real name lady... However, she should be the only person in this world who has the authority of the identity authentication system.

　　 He and the black-haired girl looked at each other.

　　 "...He seems to be remotely manipulating that person's body in some way..."

The tone of 　　's real name was a bit hesitant, and it seemed that he was not very sure.

　　Remote control? How did it happen?

　　 Richard couldn't help his brains wide open. According to the general idea of ​​science fiction, could it be that a backdoor program is installed in the human brain so that it can remotely control others?

　　 However, the prerequisite for this is that a chip is installed in the brain of the controlled person, and various physical activities are controlled by this chip, so that it is possible to seize control...

　　 In short, it was using some kind of special magic, Richard thought, this is definitely not on the same level as the ability to let an apprentice replace the legendary wizard for no reason.

　　 Having said that, being able to silently replace someone who has just communicated with you is already scary enough...

　　Thinking about it this way, Richard's eyes became even more disgusting.