The familiar spiritual power instantly filled this huge room. Although this power was not very strong outside, the impact on Fang Mingwei was even greater than that of facing a super expert like Techer.

Because this illusory figure has a very familiar face that will never be forgotten by him.

"Neutenant, the ancestor of genetic humans, Texas..." Fang Mingwei curled his lips slightly, showed a smile, and asked, "How should I call you?"

"The name is just a manifestation, you can call me whatever you want." Texas smiled faintly, but the joy at this moment could be seen from his eyes.

“You seem very happy?”

"Yes, because I finally waited for you."

"Oh, why do you say that?" Fang Mingwei asked in surprise.

The smile on Texas's face remained unchanged, but Fang Mingwei felt a faint sense of fear. His spiritual power suddenly gathered unconsciously, as if he had entered a state that would explode at any time.

"Don't be nervous." Texas laughed in silence and said, "I haven't met outsiders for a long time. Even if I have to do something later, let's talk about it now?"

A sharp light suddenly shot out from Fang Mingwei's eyes, and he said coldly: "Do it? So, do you really want my life?"

Since he entered here, the keen sixth sense told him that there were many dangers here, especially when he sensed the spiritual consciousness of Texas, a strong sense of suffocation suddenly surged.

Although he had experienced crises between life and death several times before, he had never felt so strongly. Under this feeling, he could easily judge that Texas's spiritual consciousness seemed to be planning something, and unfortunately, the target he was planning was himself.

So, Fang Mingwei made a quick decision to imprison the inheritance and connection left by the Necromancer on him.

If it were in the past, the bulge under the left ear was his last trump card, but now, he felt that this had become his own death. If he had not had the ability to imprison it, he would have been afraid that Fang Mingwei would immediately turn around and run away and would never dare to enter it again.

"Hehe..." Texas said, "Don't be so alarmist. I don't want to take your life. I can guarantee it."

The light in Fang Mingwei's eyes slowly faded away. He could sense that this guy was not lying, but strangely, his sense of crisis not only did not decrease, but instead increased a lot.

The internal energy in the body suddenly burst out, and together with the spiritual power, it began to boil in the body, igniting the nodes in the body layer by layer.

Almost at the same time, a thin layer of armor appeared on Fang Mingwei's body, which was the inner armor that gradually appeared on the outside after absorbing huge energy.

Texas' eyes suddenly lit up, and he murmured: "Dual-department fellow practitioner, inner armor? Oh my God, what a perfect body."

Fang Mingwei's heart was trembling. He clearly saw a slight unconcealed greed and amazement from the other party's eyes. It was really terrible to appear on the necromancer.

"Texas, what are you going to do?" Fang Mingwei asked sternly.

"What do you do?" Texas smiled and said, "You have the same mental fluctuations as me. This example is unique even in the entire universe. With this, you should have the right to know the whole truth."

Fang Mingwei frowned. He didn't dare to relax at all, but after hearing this, he still couldn't help asking: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Ha..." Texas shook his head and said, "How could your temperament be so impatient? You should calm down, otherwise it would be too insulting this great spiritual fluctuation."

Fang Mingwei resisted the strong urge to roll his eyes, and whispered: "Okay, I'm very calm now. What do you have to say?"

Texas nodded with satisfaction. In his senses, Fang Mingwei's spiritual consciousness seemed to show an absolute calmness.

"First of all, by the way...what's your name?" Texas asked with his hands slapped.

Fang Mingwei was stunned and asked, "You don't know?"

"You have sealed my spiritual consciousness, how could I know your name?" Texas said angrily: "I took back what I said just now. It was beyond my expectations that you were able to grow to such a state, so you did not insult this greatest spiritual fluctuation. This can prove that as long as you have this spiritual fluctuation, even an idiot can become a great man."

A faint black aura appeared on Fang Mingwei's forehead, as if he was very angry by this statement. But his heart was really calm, and all external manifestations were just means of temptation.

"Well, Texas, my name is Bridges, what do you want to say?"

"Oh, my poor, respectable Bridges, I have a long story, do you want to hear?"

"Of course." Fang Mingwei cursed nonsense in his heart, but he knew that the next story must be the real focus, and perhaps the truth of history is contained in this story.

Texas raised his head. Although it was just a figure made of energy, there was still a vivid expression in his eyes.

This made Fang Mingwei quite strange. There were quite a few virtual human figures I had seen, especially those virtual human figures of Patrick. In terms of energy intensity, they were definitely above Texas at this moment, but the performance of the two was completely different.

Compared with the virtual portraits in Texas, Patrick's virtual bodies are undoubtedly far from ordinary puppets.

“A long time ago, there was a poor boy…”

Fang Mingwei's face twitched slightly. He was almost knocked down by such a bloody opening remark on the spot. He couldn't help but insult: "Dear Mr. Texas, can you make the point?"

"The key points?" Texas was stunned and said, "For me, these are the key points."

"Okay, it's all the key points, so please continue..." Fang Mingwei said helplessly.

Texas raised his head again, as if he was trapped in the memories of the past: "This young man is just a very ordinary little man in his world. He has no talent for martial arts, no money, and no handsome appearance. However, he has huge spiritual potential and the potential to become the greatest necromancer in the world."

The old man's voice gradually rose, and his voice was filled with excitement.

Fang Mingwei asked subconsciously: "What happened later? Did he succeed?"

"Of course, he succeeded." Texas said proudly: "He became the greatest necromancer in the world. His name made all the kings tremble, and the army of undead he commanded even made the gods tremble.

Fang Mingwei's brain was spinning rapidly, but unfortunately, he searched all his memories and still didn't remember the above records recorded in that historical document.

"Mr. Douglas, do you know the country this guy is talking about?"

"God knows." Douglas said without hesitation: "I have never heard of any army of undeads in the history of the Great Federation of Humanity." After a pause, he added: "Is this thing useful? As long as a missile flies down, no matter how many undeads can resist it, right?"

Fang Mingwei disagreed in his heart. If every undead exists like Ten Gangs, then let alone missiles, even if the atomic bomb comes, it may not be able to be eliminated.

"Dear Mr. Texas, where are you talking about the army of the undead?"

"No more." Texas sighed: "They were destroyed by the God of Death and the God of Light."

"Uh?" Fang Mingwei was stunned. He believed that his expression must be very funny at the moment, but there was something unusual in his eyes when he looked at Texas.

He swallowed and spitted. If he hadn't confirmed the identity of the person in front, then Fang Mingwei was really a little suspicious whether he had encountered a lunatic who ran out of a mental hospital.

"Don't you believe it?" Texas asked with a smile.

"Oh, no, I completely believe it." Fang Mingweiyan said insincerely. He remembered that he had seen it in a magazine that if he met such a patient, it would be best to speak according to his wishes and never stimulate him easily, otherwise when his condition worsens, he will be afraid that his relatives will go crazy.

"Your eyes tell me the truth." Texas spread his hands and said, "Do you think I'm a mentally ill?"

"How did you know?" Fang Mingwei opened his eyes wide incredibly. He was very satisfied with his external performance, so he would never believe that the other party could explore his inner world.

"Hehe..." Texas sneered and said, "I have said this to eight people before, but when they first heard it, they all had the same expression. So you can't hide it from me."

Fang Mingwei shook the muscles on his face twice, and laughed and said twice, suddenly his heart moved, and asked, "Eight people? Are the eight ancient human masters who have been promoted to the realm of emperors?"

"Yes, you're smart," Texas praised.

Fang Mingwei raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where are their people? Where did they go?"

"They..." Texas sighed, "They are no longer in this world."

Fang Mingwei took a deep breath and a powerful aura surged up again. It was so terrible that the person who could make such eight emperor-level masters disappear.

"Wait a minute, I didn't kill them." Texas seemed to understand Fang Mingwei's thoughts and smiled mockingly: "Is there only one way to let them disappear in this world?"

"They are still alive?" Fang Mingwei asked suspiciously.

"I don't know." Texas thought for a while and said, "They have all reached the imperial realm and may still be alive, but maybe they are wiped out, who knows."

Fang Mingwei felt that his head was as big as a fight. Talking to this person was like a fog.

"Dear Mr. Texas, what are you talking about?" Fang Mingwei asked with a wry smile.

Texas thought for a while and asked, "Okay, do you know who I am?"

Fang Mingwei said impatiently: "Of course I know that you are the ancestor of the genetic human being, the great necromancer Mr. Texas."

"Hehe." Texas sneered: "I am not Texas himself, but just a spiritual consciousness."

"Mental consciousness?" Fang Mingwei was stunned and blurted out, "Second consciousness?"

The Texas virtual body glanced at Fang Mingwei in surprise and said, "Yes, you even know this, it's beyond my expectations."

Fang Mingwei's face suddenly became exciting. The conditions for the second consciousness to grow were actually very harsh.

Use the energy of faith as a wall to completely separate the mitotic spiritual consciousness from the world.

Only when the subject consciousness and the split consciousness are in two completely different and unconnected worlds can the second personality of human beings grow.

Of course, this refers to the second personality that a normal person develops under normal circumstances. Some patients with natural deformities or schizophrenia will not be the case in this case.

However, those humans who do not have a complete personality generally have no future for development. For them, even the master level is out of reach, let alone the twenty-level Great Perfection.

That's why Fang Mingwei wondered why Texas' second personality existed in this world? Has his original soul disappeared?

"Mr. Texas, what about your original body?" Fang Mingwei asked curiously. Although he knew that asking this question was really rude, he still couldn't help but ask.

"My body?" Texas smiled bitterly and said, "He has returned to his world, so I can get the opportunity to have an independent personality."

Fang Mingwei frowned slightly, and some messy things suddenly came to his mind. Gradually, his thoughts became clear. He looked at Texas in disbelief and asked, "You... are not from this world?"

"Yes, you finally understand." Texas smiled, "You are the ninth person I told the truth, and among these people, you react the slowest."

After glancing the corners of his mouth twice, Fang Mingwei's gaze moved to the extremely luxurious pattern in the room. Finally, the focus of his eyes gathered at the center point full of huge energy.

"This is the teleportation array you created?"

"Yes." Texas said proudly: "This teleportation array is a super teleportation array created by my body and five emperor masters who searched all the wealth of this world and created it to cross the crystal wall."

"Spanning the crystal wall?"

Texas smiled slightly and said, "Do you know what crystal wall is? I can tell you that in this universe, there are different life and worlds. Some worlds are mainly based on technology, while others are mainly based on magic and physical development."

Fang Mingwei's face changed slightly and he asked, "So, are the legends and religions that are spread throughout the world true?"
To be continued...