Xue Quan subconsciously threw the head to the ground and jumped back a step to create some distance between himself and the severed head.

The eyes of the severed head opened.

They could even see the mockery in his eyes.

"You guys are really ruthless."

Ning Fan smiled.

Everyone's eyes were filled with deep fear.

They really couldn't understand why a severed head could still speak.

But soon, they felt a flash before their eyes.

When the scene before their eyes became clear again, an even more shocking scene appeared.

Ning Fan sat on the sofa in the living room on the third floor.

And behind him...

Those who have been "killed" by them.

Everyone was present except two children!

Xue Quan and others looked to the other side again.

Where are the severed heads there?

Everything that just happened seemed like a mirage.

"Yes, it's an illusion!"

Jiang Yong was the first to react and screamed, "He has the ability to create illusions!"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Ning Fan applauded him and even praised him: "Quick reaction."

But Jiang Yong did not feel any joy from being praised, instead he felt even more terrified.

To be able to create such a rich illusion, one must have the strength of at least six wastelands!

How could there be a master of this level among the people of Xiacheng?!

However, what happened next made him even more devastated.

"impossible!"

Xue Quan's eyes were red. Even now, he didn't believe that he had been in an illusion.

The funny thing is that he clearly didn't want to believe that his eyes were deceived, but he also didn't believe that the scene at this moment was real.

"Tell me, how is it impossible?"

Since arriving in the upper city, Ning Fan has rarely appeared in public.

This also led to the fact that people in the upper city knew very little about him.

This can be seen from how much Fang Qing hates Luo Xiu.

Therefore, they could not feel too strong a sense of oppression from Ning Fan.

But this state came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Ning Fan smiled, as if teasing the lower creatures, and even gave them a chance to guess the riddle.

Xue Quan swallowed hard.

Before he could speak, he heard one of his men standing by the window, trembling and pointing outside...

"All of them are people..."

This sentence was like a sharp knife, completely cutting through their psychological defenses.

Everyone subconsciously looked out the window.

Crowded.

Countless soldiers stood in neat rows on the streets.

Xue Quan was confused.

He looked at Jiang Yong and Fang Qing and found that their eyes were also full of confusion.

how so?

There's clearly not a single person on the street!

When did they appear?

Why is there no movement at all?

"There is one thing you seem to have misunderstood."

Ning Fan chuckled and said, "Do you think that the moment you entered this building, you were deceived by the illusion I created?"

Yes.

Everyone present here actually thought so.

"No."

Ning Fan quickly gave them a negative answer, then stretched out his hand and drew a circle.

"From the moment you gather outside the city..."

Ning Fan paused mid-sentence, then pointed at Xue Quan and said, "Oh, by the way, you were already in the illusion when you said you wanted to be the commander-in-chief of this operation."

Xue's whole body trembled.

He just felt his legs go weak.

"You, you...could it be..."

Xue Quan's teeth were chattering and he couldn't even finish a complete sentence.

Because he caught an extremely terrifying message from Ning Fan's words.

And Ning Fan confirmed his guess.

"My illusion covers the entire city."

cover……

The whole city!

Even now, Xue Quan has never thought of this possibility.

Naturally, he had also seen powerful people who could create illusions.

But the reason why no one present considered this possibility was because in their minds, it was impossible for the people in the lower city to possess such ability.

Even among the people in the upper city, there are only a handful of people who possess this level of ability.

What's more, it can cover the entire city!

"Eight, Eight Desolations..."

On the side, Jiang Yong also lost his composure and subconsciously said out loud the guess that everyone on his side had thought of but dared not say out loud.

That's right.

Only Bahuang can achieve this!

These two words put too much pressure on them.

Even a little breathless.

Although people have heard of the powerful man in the Eight Desolations, no one has ever seen him.

And under this heavy pressure, one of Xue Quan's subordinates finally collapsed.

His eyes were filled with madness, and he rushed towards Ning Fan with a dagger in his hand.

In this state of complete emotional collapse, his mind no longer contained any such things as the mighty ones of the Eight Desolations or the King of the Lower City...

He only knew that if he killed this man, he would have a chance to survive.

However, the moment he started, he felt a huge pressure from above, suppressing him tightly.

This is real suppression, not the psychological kind.

Not only him, but everyone on Xue Quan's side felt this pressure.

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