Although Wang Baole was not very clear about what happened in the Appetite City after he left, and what the Appetite Lord was punished, all this can be guessed and judged.

After all, listening to the distorted group that contains the sounds of all living beings and all things transformed by the Lord of Desire, represents the will of the guardian, and is the appetite city that comes to follow the rewards of the guardian.

The appetizer's approach is both an obstacle and a provocation. While helping Wang Baole, he will definitely face the punishment of the guardian and pay the price.

This price cannot be small, otherwise the appetite master would not make a decision at the final moment and gave Wang Baole the answer.

"Perhaps, the reason why he chose to bow his head was because... he couldn't see hope." Wang Baole's heart was complicated, because during the time he came here, he had a basic understanding of this world.

In the first world, those powerful people who turn into batteries are obviously people who have never surrendered, so their state is extremely miserable, and they will be constantly absorbed and will not be able to escape the sea of ​​suffering.

People like the Master of Appetite and Master of Listening have obviously chosen to obey, so they can have their current status, but the same... obedience still costs a price.

The price is to lose freedom, and perhaps there are other things.

Wang Baole was galloping between the world, and while thinking about it, he thought of the huge bronze tripod of the Lord of Appetite. At that time, the other party said that its original body... was inside the tripod.

"Perhaps this is also one of the costs." Wang Baole sighed lightly, because he understood that his appearance was like a ray of hope for the Lord of Appetite.

It is this dawn that made the powerful man who once chose to bow his head and turn into an appetite master willing to fight once and gamble for the future.

"I obviously didn't think so. There were several other desire masters who didn't know the true thoughts in their hearts..." Wang Baole was silent, and his speed became faster and faster. Until three days later, he flew into the jungle and walked through the mountains. Finally, at noon on the fourth day, a desert appeared far away in Wang Baole's eyes.

This desert looks nothing different from when he left. It is still desolate, still barren, and still has no sign of life.

Even Wang Baole, as an independent individual separated from the body, could not feel the traces of the body's existence in this area.

He was like this, and it was conceivable that if someone else had changed to him, it would be impossible to detect the abnormality here. It was impossible to know that in this desert, there was a god that was almost the same as the Lord of Desire.

"The timid body as a mouse, if he talks about his hiding skills, if he calls himself the second, no one dares to say the first." Wang Baole muttered, just about to fly into the desert, but the next moment, he suddenly paused on the edge of the desert.

A deep light flashed in his eyes, and Wang Baole pondered a little. He first looked back and looked at the direction of the Esperanto City in the distance, then looked at the location of the original body in his memory, and was silent for a while.

"Although I have not completed the arrangements and plans of the original body, I cannot ignore it. The original body temporarily changes its thoughts and no longer needs to go out with a clone, but integrates me into its body."

"If this happens, my body can recognize my promise to the Lord of Appetite, and everything is unknown." Wang Baole shook his head, took a few steps back, sat cross-legged outside the desert, raised his right hand and pointed his eyebrows suddenly, his body suddenly shaking, and a nightmare of desire spread out from his body. After surrounding him, Wang Baole clasped his hands and closed his eyes suddenly.

"Change!"

As his words came out, dozens of nightmare of desire around him suddenly gathered rapidly from all directions and merged together. As the black fog wriggled, it gradually turned into a figure exactly like Wang Baole.

This figure is composed entirely of nightmare of desire. The difference between him and Wang Baole is that his eyes are red, as if suppressing madness, he walked towards Wang Baole step by step, and finally knelt in front of him.

Wang Baole narrowed his eyes, raised his right hand and pointed it gently, pressing it on the eyebrows of the nightmare of desire. His own will dispersed 30% and merged into it, causing the red light in his eyes to dissipate, revealing Qingming Festival, he turned around and rushed straight to the desert.

Looking at the figure of the nightmare of desire that he gathered, Wang Baole, who was sitting cross-legged here, his eyes slowly closed and motionless.

But outside his body, a faint vortex appeared at this moment. This was the power of the law of appetite, which could protect Wang Baole from being harmed here.

In this way, Wang Baole, who was meditating here, controlled his own nightmare of desire, galloped in the desert, slowly approaching the place where his memory was.

Until four hours passed, in the central area of ​​the desert, Wang Baole's figure of desire paused, searched around, and finally stomped his feet, and his body instantly turned into a large amount of black fog, drilling into the sand on the ground, turning into countless mist threads, along the sand and soil, not spreading to the ground.

The spread was very fast, which was only a dozen breaths. In the depths of the ground, in a dug cave, there was a figure sitting cross-legged here.

There was no breath of this figure, but when he sat here, anyone who saw it would roar and feel suppressed, just like facing a god.

It is... Wang Baole's original body.

At this moment, in front of this figure, fog silk spread out from the surrounding soil and quickly gathered together, forming Wang Baole's nightmare of desire. Wang Baole's original body, sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.

As the eyes opened, two lightning-like gazes were directly shrouded on the nightmare of desire with a bang. The pressure from the eyes made the nightmare of desire without any resistance. In an instant, Wang Baole saw clearly and completely.

"It turns out that he is a clone with independent thoughts. After all these times, he actually learned not to come in person." Wang Baole smiled in his original form.

"Tell me, what's going on when I'm back?"

Wang Baole's body spoke lightly, and his eyes were withdrawn, causing the nightmare of desire to be relieved. At this moment, he took a few steps back and stared at the body in a complicated and vigilant manner. After a while, he spoke hoarsely.

"I became the gluttony master of the Appetite City, and turned into a part of the Appetite Law..." As soon as the Nightmare of Desire spoke, his face suddenly changed and his body was about to retreat, but it was still too late.

The moment Wang Baole's original body heard the first sentence, he suddenly raised his head, raised his right hand and grabbed it slightly. The nightmare of desire collapsed suddenly, and a large amount of fog dissipated. The will of Wang Baole's clone inside was grabbed by his original body and pressed it on the forehead.

It does not absorb, but induction.

The next moment, everything Wang Baole encountered after leaving and until now was fully mastered by Wang Baole's original body.

A moment later, a strange light appeared in Wang Baole's eyes, looking at the clone's will in his hand.

"Do you want freedom?"
Chapter completed!