Editor: Zephyr04 Translator: Jhung
Within the wild grass, Zhen Zhi Yuan smiled confidently with his eyes closed tightly, âDone. With my perception ability, weâll be able to attack him before he can react. Now itâs too late for him to escape. Heâs doomed, hahaha...â
âThatâs amazing!â
Liu Bao Dong stared at the grass ahead of him, and his eyes were full of amazement.
Although he didnât know what exactly happened, Ling Mo and his party really seemed to be trapped!
Just a few moments ago, Liu Bao Dong was feeling a bit unpleasant looking at this wretched manâs smug face, but now he was simply stunned.
This guy arrogantly claimed that he was an absolute powerhouse in the use of spiritual power, and sure enough, he was!
Looking at the wilderness in front of him at this time, even though nothing seems to have changed, a horrible feeling jumped uncontrollably from the bottom of Liu Bao Dongâs heart.
There must be something over there that was very dangerous that he canât see...
âAlthough itâs unlikely that anything will happen, you still have to guard him here.â
Dong Fang Long rubbed his hands excitedly and said.
Liu Bao Dong squeezed the gun and nodded, âOkay!â
If there was a weakness... Not being able to move when heâs using his ability would be Zhen Zhi Yuanâs biggest problem.
Not only that, but he would also lose control of his body temporarily. Heâs able to talk and blink, but doing anything more is impossible.
Generally speaking, such huge weaknesses are often very fatal.
But Zhen Zhi Yuan didnât care about this. In his opinion, the other party was dead from the moment they got trapped by him.
It wouldnât matter whether he could move or not. They couldnât touch his physical body anyways.
Hei Mao let out a chuckle and rushed into the wilderness first.
âTheyâre dead meat.â
Dong Fanglong also laughed and followed her.
Zhen Zhi Yuan had already opened his net, trapping his prey in it.
And they were the violent hunters that would hunt down these inescapable prey one by one!
This kind of cooperation was perfect!
âStruggling is useless inside my domain...â
Zhen Zhi Yuan smiled. Under the black-rimmed glasses, a pair of closed eyes were rapidly twitching...
âHeâs actually able to use the spiritual world as an illusion...â
Ling Mo glanced around him and suddenly stretched out a spiritual tentacle.
However, to his surprise, the tentacles disappeared as soon as they came out.
âWas it absorbed?â
This spiritual world can actually absorb the spiritual power that he exuded!
This ability was very similar to his âDevourâ ability. The only difference was that the absorption here was passive while âDevourâ was an active skill.
âThis is troublesome...â
Ling Mo suddenly frowned and pinched his chin.
Since the opponentâs spiritual world could absorb spiritual power, âDevourâ was temporarily useless.
Naturally, his original plan to break this illusion by force wouldnât work.
How could he devour something if his âstrawâ disappears as soon as it manifest?
Not only that but the harder he tried, the more spiritual power his opponent would absorb.
At this moment, he suddenly noticed that the piece of âgroundâ he was stepping on had actually undergone some subtle changes after absorbing a bit of his spiritual energy.
âHah... Itâs really an endless loop. Itâs absorbing the spiritual energy of the trapped to continue strengthening the illusion... Huh? Something doesnât seem right...â
Ling Mo squatted down to take a closer look and suddenly cursed, âFUCK!â
âNo wonder this âgroundâ felt a bit familiar. Wasnât this the floorboard of my house?!â
âWhat the hell is going on here?â
âOh, thatâs right. Although this illusion absorbed a bit of my spiritual power, it wasnât directly swallowed by the psychic...â Ling Mo glanced around and found that only this floor was different. âDoes the absorbed spiritual energy carry the will and memories of the owner to become part of the illusion?â He rubbed his eyebrows and thought, âIn that case, doesnât this mean we have also joined the illusion... or perhaps the spiritual world?â
This discovery made Ling Moâs brows frown even tighter, and he even started to feel a headache coming along.
As long as he didnât suck up all the spiritual energy, even a zombie that hasnât recovered its sanity would still have a certain amount of spiritual energy.
And at this moment, in this spiritual world, in addition to him and the psychic behind the scenes, there were also two other people with explosive spiritual power, Shana and Hei Si.
Once they use their spiritual energy, this energy will become part of the illusion, making it more difficult for them to get out.
In addition, their spiritual energy will change into some weird things according to their subconsciousness...
Never mind Hei Si, Shanaâs spiritual world was already wonderful enough. Ling Mo had seen it firsthand!
Who knows how this spiritual world will turn out...
âThis is terrible...â
Ling Mo patted his forehead depressedly and sighed.
Not only that, but the spiritual connection between him and the girls also needed to consume more spiritual energy for him to maintain.
Fortunately, the consumption wasnât too much for Ling Mo.
His total amount of spiritual energy at this time was incomparable to ordinary spiritual-type psychics.
Such little consumption of spiritual energy wonât cause him any severe consequences, and he could ignore it for the time being.
âThis psychic can almost defeat every spiritual-type psychic with this ability!â
The people from the Falcon Camp obviously havenât arrived yet, and if they did, they wouldnât attack him either. And the people from the Air Force regiment were too busy. As for the ones that suddenly appeared here and attacked them...
âIs it from the F group?â
Although it was a bit confusing, this was the closest answer for now.
Ling Mo went through all the possibilities in a few seconds and finally came to this conclusion.
âNo matter who he is, as long as he is a psychic, he must have a weakness.â
Ling Mo stood up and glanced around, âThis spiritual world isnât without a source, that psychic must be in here as well.â
Although this ability seemed utterly overpowered, Ling Mo had already caught the core.
It didnât matter how difficult this illusion was to break. As long as Ling Mo found the caster, everything would be fine.
This fact was also the same for him as a puppet master.
And like him, this psychic also relied on external forces.
Ling Moâs corpse puppets and the external spiritual energy absorbed by this psychic were perfect examples.
But fortunately for Ling Mo, this psychic hasnât mastered the ability to take other peopleâs spiritual energy and directly use it as his own.
At best, he would be relying on borrowed strength to fight instead of actually increasing his own power.
âBut in terms of talent, this guyâs ability is several times stronger than mine...â
Ling Mo sighed and then walked out of the alley.
As soon as he stepped out of the alley, Ling Mo was instantly dumbfounded.
He almost subconsciously sent out his spiritual tentacles, but fortunately, he resisted the temptation at a critical moment.
âAlthough I donât want to admit it... but this is really amazing!â
When he was in the alley just now, Ling Mo thought that the âenvironmentâ here was most likely going to be similar to Shanaâs spiritual world.
A particular memory that existed in the subconscious and based on the real world...
But he didnât wasnât expecting this...
âDamn, where the fuck am I!?â
In front of him was a long winding path that led up to a mountain.
And on top of the mountain, under the shade of the trees, you can vaguely see an eerie-looking medieval castle.
A dark forest surrounded both sides of the passage. There were graves everywhere and the crosses inserted on the ground gave Ling Mo a strong sense of Deja Vu.
This whole scene looked very depressing and eerie.
If another person suddenly came to such a place, they would definitely panic.
In addition, the place where Ling Mo came out from wasnât an alley but a ruined wall.
Ling Mo was almost struck dumb on the spot when he turned to look back.
âCAW! CAW!â
A dark crow suddenly fluttered its wings and flew over Ling Moâs head. And behind it was a very eerie-looking and tattered church.
GUANG DONG
Under Ling Moâs gaze, a piece of multi-colored glass fell and broke to pieces on the ground.
âShana... Take a look at other peopleâs imagination...â
This sentence suddenly popped inside Ling Moâs mind.