She still hasn’t realized what happened, but the artifact still consciously obeyed Russell’s request and became Russell’s gesture.

It’s not quite the same as Russell’s quiet and understated transformation-when the artifact changes, it melts into a gray colloid and then recombines.
"… huh?"
"Russell" can’t believe looking at his hand.
He touched Alice’s head and touched his own, then turned around and picked up a biscuit and put it in his mouth.
He can finally get in touch with the world.
But for a moment, "Alice" in front of him suddenly changed back to Russell.
And that moment the artifact body is broken like a bubble.
He didn’t change back to Morgan, but directly melted the bubble and disintegrated the imaginary.
At the moment, the image is still Russell, but half a biscuit in his hand suddenly falls to the ground, and the artifact is white, which makes the "no device" change rules.
"Not back to a gesture but collapse …"
"It’s also a good thing. Maybe you can escape."
Russell calmly analyzed, "Can the godfather do a magic trick to change the human scene?"
"Then people will think that Godfather psionics can move instantly?"
"Isn’t that better? Instead, it explains where the godfather can appear. "
"It is …"
Artifact agrees
For a moment Russell became Morgan.
But it is still Russell’s surface artifact that condenses again and becomes an entity.
"Morgan" reached out to make Morgan Ling water himself.
But she tried but got no response.
"… so that’s it. Is this what I’m doing? Feeling that supporting you consumes little physical energy … Maybe it will increase when you are farther away? "
"Morgan" held his chest and mused, "It’s reasonable, but then we can’t just fight two against one … After all, psionic restriction is a big weakening of our combat effectiveness."
"Not necessarily." The artifact bowed its head and picked up the biscuit and put it in its mouth. "Can you at least behead a saint … or can you shoot?"
"Then can you make psionics?"
"Is there anything that can be done?"
Artifact readily replied, "In theory, your side should be able to make him mask, but I can’t do it … but when I was Morgan, I couldn’t do it either. Morgan should be able to be a fairy in the lake … Your modeling is flawed, brother."
"Not necessarily. I’ll try again."
Russell thought and became a barber.
Five dark red candles rose from the fingertips of his slender right hand.
"Spells can still work normally, so can the holy rank power."
Russell carefully analyzed "and if you can’t use it, then you can perfectly imitate the identity, and there are only Alice and Russell. Here I have a wonderful point …"
Just then the elbow pushed the door and came in on a bad day.
He has a bag of medicine bottles and needle sets in his hand and dinner for two in his right hand.
As soon as he looked up, he saw five flames coming out of the fingertips of the godfather’s hand, muttering to himself, while Luo Suzheng was flipping food from the table with a face of excitement.
"… huh? Hmm? ？”
Bad day leng at the door.
He felt as if he were hallucinating for an instant.
Chapter 43 Two Devices
On a bad day, I looked at the happy man silently, hitting a bag of potato chips and eating with my back to him without looking at him Russell.
After seeing him enter the door, he put away the burning furnace fire at his fingertips and looked at the barber flatly.
"… you have finally done this step? Schizophrenia to the extent that it can affect reality? "
He hesitated for a moment and then spoke to the barber. "I’ve never heard of this out-of-control way …"
The barber smiled with mild sunshine after hearing his words. "It sounds like I’m some terrible fiend … speaking of which, how do you recognize me?
"Is the artifact played like enough? Then you are on the second floor. "
"Ah, that’s not a rotten day. Tell me … he said it was an artifact."
Bad day consciousness responded.
But he couldn’t help but take a look and eat two bites of potato chips next to him, then throw it away and go to the refrigerator to find coke Russell. "How did you do that?" What, you devil can leave the body? "
"Is it generally impossible?"
"Of course, the devil is an information creature. It is only possible for an organism to accept and understand this information … In other words, the devil can’t come outside the intellectual creature.
"That is to say, it is absolutely impossible to cut a part of your demon."
"part of it?"
The barber asked curiously, "shouldn’t it be a department?"
"No, you still have traces of’ artifacts’."
Bad Day replied with great certainty, "But your avatar is completely composed of artifacts … This theory is impossible. After all, the devil is a DLC, and it is impossible to run independently without a game body."
"Unexpected metaphor, can people like you actually play games?"
"Accidental contempt-is it difficult to learn superb skills when playing games? Or do you think I’ll cut someone’s head off? Or do you think we Babel people are all crazy people who don’t understand entertainment? "
On a bad day, he glanced at it and sat down on the sofa in the corner of the room with a big makin knife. "I was still very good at playing games when I was a teenager. At that time, there was a fighting game that was popular. I also qualified for the world competition qualifiers. Unfortunately, I couldn’t go to participate and abandoned it …
"How on earth did you do it?"
He spoke with great curiosity and looked at Russell.
That’s normal, Russell. There’s no difference, Russell … From the sound of footsteps to the smell of the body, it’s more than the rhythm of the heartbeat.
-Of course, he probably guessed who Russell really was before he told him who Russell really was. Because the "Russell" mode is different from normal Luo Suxian, he is as curious as a cat and has a freshness that has just been released from prison. But the godfather is too much like the godfather