Chapter 157

Damn it, he should have noticed something was wrong long ago!

Buck looked at the completely unfamiliar environment around him, gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, and stepped back vigilantly.

The hall in front of it looks like the first floor of an old villa. The stairs can be vaguely seen at the corner. Bookshelves full of books are lined up on the left and right. There are several rooms on the side, and there are sofas, coffee tables and other objects in the center.

The windows were all closed, and the outside scene could not be seen vaguely.

However, what is frightening is that there is an invisible sense of peeping everywhere, as if there is a dark person watching everything in this room, watching his every move.

At this moment, he felt that the divine power in his body disappeared without a trace as if it had evaporated, and there was no active ether around him.

Not to mention invoking the ether...he couldn't even perceive the existence of the ether.

Like, he's really completely turned into a normal person!

At the same time, Buck felt that all the feelings he had lost because of the long life and cruel and high power brought by countless resurrections came back like a tide.

Anger, bewilderment, fear... It's like a person who has been underwater for a long time suddenly breaks out of the water, all the dull and dull senses are restored, and the emotions have never been so vivid.

But Buck didn't need these long-abandoned things. It was these things that made him fall from the altar of arbitrarily judging other people's lives into the abyss, and made him feel that his heart was shaking and collapsing.

Without strength, he felt like everything was gone.

The sense of superiority that adjudicates life from above is quickly replaced by empty panic.

"No, it's impossible. This must be an illusion! I must calm down. As long as I find clues and a sense of disobedience, I will be able to decipher the opponent's power. My divine power is still there..."

Buck tried to comfort himself, turned around and saw the closed wooden door, took a deep breath, stepped forward and tried to turn it around.

"Crack, click..."

The sound of the door lock being stuck came out, no matter how hard he tried, the door remained motionless as if it was fixed to the entire space.

Out of breath, Buck stopped suddenly, staring at his hands holding the doorknob.

The tiny trembling is so obvious.

Only then did Buck realize that not only his hands, wrists, arms, but even his whole body and legs were trembling and weak.

"How is it possible! Impossible!"

How could I be afraid!

The deep sense of powerlessness in Buck's heart gradually turned into a trace of despair, which made him feel hysterical.

He let go of the doorknob with a sudden electric shock, his chest heaved, and he forced himself to calm down, turning his head to look at the corner staircase.

The caster set up such a scene, and it must be that the person who wants to perform the technique will substitute into this scene and mistakenly think it is true.

If he followed the other party's train of thought and started looking for clues at this level, he would have fallen into a trap, and subconsciously would believe more and more in the reality of this scene, and he would never be able to escape.

Buck sneered, he couldn't understand this kind of illusion all too well.

Therefore, his only way to break the situation now...is to continue investigating on the first floor!

True, Buck had no intention of going up at all.

What he just deduced was exactly what the caster wanted the caster to think of, and most people would definitely go upstairs. In fact, this was the trap.

How could the caster put the clues on the upper floor in a grand manner? He will definitely make the upstairs more real, or set up more traps that will create holes in the barriers of people's hearts, advancing layer by layer, and finally defeating the magician. Be wary.

Therefore, reverse thinking, only the first floor is the most false.

Don't look at how realistic the arrangement here is. It seems that there are so many books that are bluffing, but in fact, this is the most difficult part to use illusion to construct. Any book, as long as he can find a loophole, then The illusion is self-defeating!

Buck took a deep breath, and his mentality, which was about to collapse, regained its stability. He murmured: "Even if I don't have the strength, I have a firm mind, and I have the wisdom brought by the long years. These will not disappear. Think about it." It is still far from defeating me with this level of illusion!"

He walked towards the bookshelf step by step, his eyes sharp, his footsteps gradually firm, and the aura that belonged to the "dead country" returned to him.

"Let me see what tricks you are playing."

Buck stood still in front of the bookshelf, reached out and took out a book.

...

Lin Jie felt that there was the first visitor in the dream he had constructed.

Because Baiyin has said before that when the dream has not been fully constructed, the strength is not enough, or the "authority" is not set, it is possible to inadvertently get involved with some creatures in the dream world, or other people in the real world. soul.

"But don't worry, these visitors are not dangerous to you. If you have a dream creature you like, you can even keep it in your dream as a pet."

Silver said so.

So Lin Jie is not panicking now, and even opened the God's perspective to observe the behavior of this visitor with great interest.

He couldn't help complaining: "This guy is so ugly..."

It feels like a torn apart person put together and kneaded into a shape, and turned into a humanoid thing. It should be some strange dream monster... Forget it, let’s kill it quickly, otherwise I will have a nightmare if I look at it for a long time .

"Oh...I'm just dreaming right now, wait, think about it this way, is this the source of the so-called nightmare? Is it the dream creatures that invaded the dreams of ordinary people?"

Lin Jie was thoughtful.

But although he made up his mind quickly, he didn't act right away. The behavior of the strange humanoid creature attracted his attention.

The guy seemed terrified, tried to open the door to escape, and was lost in thought... looked like he had wisdom.

But this doesn't change Lin Jie's mind, he still wants to experiment how far his dreams can go.

Of course, if it was a human soul, Lin Jie would definitely send it out after a while. After all, thinking about any part of his body, he knew what would happen if a person lost his soul. He didn't want to become a murderer for no reason.

"Huh? It seems to have stopped in front of the bookshelf?"

Lin Jie was taken aback for a moment, and saw the humanoid creature take down a book, and opened his eyes wide: "I'm actually interested in astronomy..."

Hey, in this case, can he also open a bookstore in the dreamland to serve the dreamland creatures?

Before Lin Jie could continue to develop his ideas, he saw the humanoid dream creature suddenly distorted, screaming like the people in the oil painting of "The Scream", and then it exploded like a pyre being ignited. There was a raging fire and turned into a heap of ashes.

Boss Lin, who just got up with ambition, blinked his eyes blankly, not knowing what happened.

...

Under the cover of night, all the supernatural beings gathered because of the reward offered by the Dome Church all hibernate at this moment, quietly looking up at the destructive level powerhouse emitting a terrifying aura above.

They are waiting for the apostle of the waning moon, who has the titles of "Life Harvester", "Dead Country" and so on, to carry out his revenge.

Everyone knows that the apostate who destroyed a church overnight and killed two apostles in a row is now in the nameless bookstore not far away.

The current confrontation, in the eyes of everyone, is a silent contest.

Once Buck takes action, it will be a battle between gods and gods.

However.

One minute passed, five minutes passed, ten minutes, half an hour, one hour... The death-like figure stood in the sky above the sky, but there was no movement at all.

"what happened?"

"Isn't Master Buck doing anything yet? It's almost dawn..."

"What do you know? Is it so easy to fight at the god level? This is the pattern!"

"Impossible. Buck was clearly planning to take action just now, and even took steps forward. How could he suddenly stop for such a long time?"

"Look, he moved!"

Amidst the extraordinary people's discussion, the figure in the sky finally moved.

Wearing a black robe, the Apostle of the Crescent Moon stretched out his hands tremblingly to cover his head, and howled silently with all his strength.

Then quietly, from head to toe, it slowly turned into ashes with sparks, like a burnt bonfire, blown away by the wind in the night sky...

Nothing left.

In an instant, the extraordinary people's eyes were dull at first, and then their bodies went numb. A chilling fear seized their hearts. The timid ones directly sat on the ground with limp legs, and what's more, they pulled out their legs and died. run.

In the silence, they fled in a hurry, and no one dared to talk about entering the bookstore.