Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

"Nope. "

The young figure shook his head, and then said slowly, "My name is Mo Yu." "

My name is Mo Yu.

As soon as these four words appeared, Nezha's mind suddenly exploded, and many things suddenly appeared.

A flood of memory fragments shook his consciousness like a tsunami.

He saw a place called Dongxuanzhou and saw many familiar and unfamiliar faces.

He also saw a place called Heavenly Court, where a lonely figure was sitting silently.

Nezha looked at these memory fragments in a daze, and he finally understood why he always remembered or said some strange things.

It turned out that it was not his own schizophrenia, but that they were originally in his memory~.

However, why do these memories appear, who is he, and where is Dongxuanzhou?

The next moment, he felt a splitting headache, a tearing sensation from the soul, which made him feel like life was worse than death.

"Nezha, don't kneel down yet!"

At this point, the finger in the vortex is pressed down again.

Nezha's already shattered body sounded a tooth-aching sound of bones shattering.

But he still stood, and his mouth kept murmuring.

"Nezha, Mo Yu, Mo Yu, Nezha... "

He was sometimes insane and sometimes in a trance, covered in blood, which made everyone who looked at him frown.

"Can anyone tell me who I really am?!"

He roared in anger, the fragments of memory in his mind already entangled.

made him unable to tell whether he was a demon boy born to Mrs. Yin after three years of pregnancy, or a young man named Mo Yu in Dongxuanzhou.

"You are Nezha, the reincarnation of the spirit beads of Nuwa Palace, the third son of Li Jing of Chentangguan, killing the dragon, pumping the dragon tendons, cutting the flesh to return the mother, removing the bones and returning the father, being reborn as a lotus root, respecting the mandate of heaven and sealing the gods, and being named the Nezha of the great god of the Three Altars of the Sea Society!"

High in the sky, a voice came into Nezha's mind from the darkness.

"Nezha, I'm Nezha... "

Nezha was stunned when he heard this, and a trace of confusion appeared on his blood-covered face.

The memories of Nezha gradually deepened and took a major place in his mind.

He remembered that he was the reincarnation of the spirit bead, which came into being after a catastrophe, and his mission was to become a god.

"Nezha, this is your fate, kneel down and receive the decree, in the future, you will be the god of the Three Altars Sea Society, and you can enjoy the fireworks and worship forever. "

The voice of darkness came again, whispering, like a demonic temptation.

Nezha looked at the Fengshen Platform in a daze, where Jiang Ziya was smiling and waving at him.

As long as he kneels, he will immediately become the righteous god of heaven that all people kneel to worship.

In a trance, he got up and walked towards the Fengshen platform.

The voice in the darkness kept telling him that it was the right choice, and that it was the end of his fate.

Just walk up and kneel, and everything will come to a successful conclusion.

However, just as Nezha was taking a step, the young figure from Dongxuanzhou appeared again.

He did not stop Nezha, but said to him with a smile: "Didn't you never believe in the destiny of heaven?"

Airplanes!

This sentence was like a thunderclap, exploding in Nezha's mind.

yes, don't you hate destiny the most?

He stopped abruptly, and his confused eyes instantly became clear.

"Come on, Nezha, as long as you receive the decree, you will immediately become the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society. "

The voices in the darkness are still seductive.

It's like a demagogic devil, whispering.

However, Nezha did not move, he stood there with his head bowed.

The fragments of memories in my mind frantically intertwined, and all kinds of sounds and images flashed like slides.

His figure shifts through these slides.

One moment it was Nezha, and the other was the young man who called himself Mo Yu. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

The figures of the two are constantly intertwined, like a portrait uncovered from the middle, which is gradually merging.

"Keep this decree, I don't need it. "

After a long time, he slowly raised his head, a smile on his lips.

"Why? You are the spirit bead, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society, and you are destined to deserve the god position. "

The voice in the dark was a little anxious, and asked quickly. []

"Because Nezha is me, but I am not Nezha. "

The plausible answer confused the voice.

It was silent for a long time before finally asking, "And who are you?"

Under the stage, Nezha looked around, his gaze started from Jiang Ziya, and swept over Yang Jian, Lei Zhenzi, and the three hundred and sixty-five road gods.

The finger that finally stayed in the high heavens, in the colorful vortex.

"I'm Mo Yu!"

The sound fell, click, and the sound of glass shattering sounded.

Nezha's figure, along with everything around him, stood still.

The next moment, the still painting was suddenly crawling with dense cracks.

Bang!

As the crack spread into the sky, everything shattered, turning into a dream bubble that dissipated without a trace.

"Whew, it's dangerous!"

The picture was shattered, Mo Yu woke up suddenly, and couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for himself.

Everything that just happened was like a nightmare, unreal and real.

The disadvantages of using the system for a long time to transform are really great, and I almost fell into Nezha's memory.

He couldn't help but be afraid for a while, the feeling just now was too real, and he seemed to have really experienced a reincarnation as Nezha.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he recognized that he struggled out, otherwise, he would have fallen into Nezha's memory forever and would never be able to recover his original heart.

That doesn't seem to be a bad thing, though.

Mo Yu examined his own situation.

He found that the part of his memory about Nezha seemed to be completely disconnected from the memory of his own deity.

No longer leaning on each other as before.

Sometimes even he can't tell whether he is Nezha or Mo Yu, especially when he starts his transformation.

And now, when he tried to touch Nezha's memories again, he found that he had become a bystander.

You can watch Nezha's memories like watching a movie, and you are Mo Yu and will not be affected in any way.

This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

Mo Yu let out a long breath, but then, a feeling of extreme exhaustion came from the depths of his soul again.

He found that he had not woken up, and that his soul was still falling endlessly.

The memory of Nezha that I experienced just now was like a dream.

I came out of this dream, and at this moment I seem to be falling towards another dream.

In the haze, Mo Yu saw a dilapidated courtyard, and there was a grass house in the courtyard.

In the grass house, a young man was sleeping at his desk, he looked handsome, and his lips were red and his teeth were white at a young age.

The most striking thing is that between the eyebrows of his handsome face, there is a third eye.