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Ethereal voices came from all directions.

"You have seen my real body, so how do you plan to help me next?"

To be resurrected, the Hanged King sacrificed his own soul.

Zhang Jue stepped forward and looked at the king crucified on the cross with a calm expression.

No matter who it is, it is absolutely beyond his reach to make the Hanged King look like this.

But Zhang Jue had no choice, he had to save the Hanged King, so that he could leave here and return to the original world.

He slowly raised his arm and placed his hand on the Hanged King's body.

A burst of powerful energy burst out, shaking him away several meters away.

The shackles on the Hanged King were just an illusion, he was sealed here by a mysterious force.

Zhang Jue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Strange tattoos climbed up from his neck, and his body had automatically turned on the second state until the ears.

Otherwise, at that moment, he would have died.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward slowly, and raised his hand again.

With preparation, this time he was not shaken away.

But that huge energy is still impacting his body.

It is more than one level higher than him.

He summoned the dragon crystal and held it in his hand.

Then, he narrowed his eyes and made a decision to die.

He's going to cast Nullify on the Hanged King.

"puff"

As soon as the skill was activated, he vomited a big mouthful of blood.

The dragon crystal in his hand made a clicking sound, the pieces shattered, and finally turned into dust.

This dragon crystal, which had helped him survive several times, said goodbye to him forever.

Zhang Jue sat on the ground, panting heavily.

The head was dizzy for a while.

The mayfly shakes the tree, and the arm of the mantis acts as a cart.

With his current strength, he is not even as good as the Hanged King, let alone helping the Hanged King out of trouble.

"Consultant Zhang, give up. With your current strength, it is impossible to do it." The Hanged King laughed loudly, almost insane, "Stay here with me, and experience this endless pain."

"Ah"

Zhang Jue propped his elbows on the ground and barely stood up.

He drove his swaying body and came to the Hanged King again.

"In this world, there are always a few things that you know are impossible, but you have to try."

As Zhang Jue spoke, he put his arm on the Hanged King's chest again.

He didn't know what to do, and activated the disabled skill for the second time.

A strong backlash surged from the Hanged King.

This time without the protection of the dragon crystal, he will face this powerful force directly.

next second.

Two firefly-like light spots emerged from his body and merged together to form a protective shield.

All the backlash power on the Hanged King's body was absorbed by the protective cover.

Feeling a warm feeling coming from his body, Zhang Jue was slightly taken aback, and then realized that it was the fragment of divinity left by Yan and Robert Buaro.

I didn't expect these two things to have such an effect.

Zhang Jue was overjoyed and continued to activate the disabled skills.

This time, he finally had the capital to contend head-on with that force.

But before he was happy for a long time, he found that the protective cover was getting weaker and weaker.

Fragments of divinity are only fragments after all.

The most troublesome thing in the world is to give people hope and then make people despair.

Zhang Jue shook his head, sighed, and decided to accept the arrangement of fate.

He slowly closed his eyes.

That huge energy swallowed his whole body in an instant.

I don't know how long it took.

It may be just a moment, or it may be thousands of years.

Zhang Jue opened his eyes.

He was in a void.

As far as the eye can see, it is gray.

"Where is this?"

he asked subconsciously.

"This is your own conscious world."

I don't know who answered.

"My consciousness is the world? Then who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are?"

"Stop talking about such nonsense, I have a headache." Zhang Jue said impatiently, "Let me go back quickly."

"Go back? Where?"

"Of course the real world."

"Can you really distinguish where is the real world and where is the illusory?"

The other party's words made Zhang Jue laugh angrily: "What's the matter, I can't tell the difference, can you tell the difference? Cut the nonsense, if you want to help, you can help, if you don't, just say it, I will find a way."

"You do need help, because your very existence is a contradiction."

Zhang Jue rubbed his temples, resisting the urge to curse: "I don't care who you are, if you say such nonsense again, I'll slap you."

"Are you ready for reality?"

"Ready, ready!" Zhang Jue couldn't wait.

"Hope you don't regret your decision."

This voice rang directly in Zhang Jue's mind.

At that moment, he had a splitting headache, as if he drank two catties of Erguotou.

Turn around.

It was as if the whole body was not his own.

Vaguely, he felt that someone was talking to him.

"Name!"

Zhang Jue struggled to open his eyes.

He found himself in an interrogation room.

Hanging on the wall in front are the eight characters "Leniency for Confession and Strictness for Resistance".

He was handcuffed to a chair opposite a desk with an interrogator sitting inside.

"Hey, I'm asking you something, your name!" the other party said impatiently.

This scene seems a little familiar.

Zhang Jue froze for a moment, then replied casually.

"Zhang Jue."

"age."

"26."

"Home address."

"No. 28, Huanhua Street, Jianghai City."

"Do you know why you were brought here?"

"not sure."

"Oh, amnesia?" The interrogator laughed, "Do you want me to help you recall your memories?"

Zhang Jue nodded: "Yes."

"Don't play tricks here!" The interrogator slammed the table and made a loud bang, "I tell you, you must explain to me today, how did you kill those people?!"

"Me? Kill?" Zhang Jue was really stunned this time.

"Why, I really don't remember?" The interrogator sneered, "Aren't the writers of your website very good at making up stories? Yesterday you and my colleagues told a story about the Bureau of Anomalous Organisms. It was very interesting. Today you again What kind of story are you going to tell me? I am looking forward to it, my advisor Zhang!"

Thank you, Mr. Qin Zhidao, for your reward, and thank you for your support.

Chapter 344 Amnesia

"I need to see my lawyer."

"what?"

"I said, I want to see my lawyer." Zhang Jue looked at the interrogator with a calm face, "Although I am a suspect, I have the right to see my lawyer regardless of the laws of any country, even if there is no other Someone helped me find a lawyer, and there should be free legal aid, and I will not provide any valuable clues until I see him."

"Boy, don't play tricks." The interrogator stared fiercely into Zhang Jue's eyes, "Delaying time won't do you any good."

Zhang Jue didn't dodge, but looked straight back: "I'm not playing tricks, I'm just making a reasonable request."

The interrogator fell silent.

He stared at Zhang Jue for a long time.

Zhang Jue kept staring at him.

"Humph!"

He slapped the table and left the interrogation room.

After a while, two other staff members entered the door, uncuffed the chair, and took him to a temporary holding room.

The furnishings in the detention room are very simple, only a bed and a toilet.

But it doesn't matter, Zhang Jue just needs a quiet place to organize his thoughts.

Just like the voice said.

He couldn't tell where he was now.

Is it in his original world, or the world of the Bureau of Abnormal Biology?

Or neither.

Now he is wearing a detention uniform, which cannot be judged by the items he carries.

He tried to summon his black long knife, but without accident, he failed.

All his abilities were invalidated, and he couldn't take out the things in the different space.

Here, he is a completely ordinary person.