[A rare illusion-type novel on the market: Nightmare Invasion + Original Instances]
Su Mu had the same dream every night.
And every time he woke up from the dream, his mental power woul...
"I want to see how long you can keep laughing! Kneel down for me!"
Yan Wu roared and leaped out like a cheetah. His right arm stretched backward like a bow, gathering strength. At that moment, the muscles on his arms bulged high, filled with explosive and terrifying power. Under the taut skin, the blue veins coiled like a dragon, and even his bones made a slight creaking sound.
boom!
The fist whizzed past, shattering the air with a sharp explosion, and the fist wrapped in white airflow hit Su Mu's cheek hard.
Looking at Su Mu, who was motionless and seemed to be frightened silly, the grim smile on Yan Wu's face continued to grow, and the pleasure of revenge flashed in his eyes.
But the next second, bang!
A dull sound was heard, and the hideous smile on Yan Wu's face suddenly froze. His body also stopped. He looked at the hand in front of him in disbelief.
The hand was white and slender, without a trace of calluses. If it weren't for the distinct bone joints, it would look even more tender than a woman's hand.
But such a hand, which was like a work of art, easily blocked his fist.
Yan Wu felt like he had punched a mountain and couldn't move it at all.
"This is impossible!?" He screamed wildly, trying hard to pull his fist out of Su Mu's palm, but no matter how hard he used, the palm did not shake at all.
"You!" He looked up with a slight tremor and met a pair of calm and deep eyes. His own terrified face was reflected in the dark pupils.
"Kneel down." Su Mu said lightly.
What followed was a tremendous force, crack!
The five white and slender fingers exerted force instantly, and Yan Wu's fist bones were instantly crushed and severely deformed.
The terrifying force was transmitted through the fist to the entire arm, pulling it slightly downwards. Yan Wu screamed and fell to his knees.
The powerful impact created a shallow circular pit on the ground, and dense spider-web-like cracks spread in all directions.
"ah!!"
Yan Wu screamed miserably, but he felt more disbelief than pain.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Why on earth... a mere illusion-type..."
He didn't understand, and couldn't understand, because the power that Su Mu erupted had surpassed his common sense, and this power was even far beyond the [Servant of Power].
"I told you that I know a little bit about fighting and martial arts. Why don't you believe me?" Su Mu shook his head helplessly, then twisted Yan Wu's arm into a knot with his hand. The sound of broken bones continued to be heard, and even many white bone spurs pierced out of the skin, carrying bright red blood.
"Ahhh!! You are definitely not Shirogane Ichi! Who the hell are you?!"
Su Mu's clear pupils flashed with doubt: "As a Silver One, you have the strength comparable to that of a Silver Two. I am also a Silver One, so it is reasonable that my strength is a little higher, right?"
Reasonable ass!
If it wasn't for the excessive pain, Yan Wu almost cursed out loud.
Bang!
Su Mu kicked out and hit Yan Wu right in the chest. His chest instantly caved in. His eyes bulged out and blood kept gushing out of his mouth, even with some fragments of internal organs mixed in.
This kick had already shattered his internal organs.
Su Mu let go of Yan Wu's hand and let him collapse to the ground like mud, his body twitching continuously.
"It's a very interesting ability, but it's a pity that it fell into your hands." Su Mu looked at the dying Yan Wu. This was the first time he saw an ability that could permanently increase attributes. This ability is often weak in the early stage, but will become extremely powerful in the later stage.
If Yan Wu could live longer and continue to fight with others with the help of [Life and Death Arena], in time, even if he is still a silver warrior, he might be able to have a physique comparable to that of a gold warrior.
It was because he saw the potential of [Life and Death Arena] that he felt it was a bit of a pity.
After thinking for a while, Su Mu had an idea in his mind. The Seven Deadly Sins were in need of people right now, and he happened to meet a promising candidate today. He might as well use his hypnosis ability to completely erase Yan Wu's consciousness and make him a substitute member of the Seven Deadly Sins.
However, the only difficulty is that the [Life and Death Arena] is an instant decision of victory and death. If the opponent is not dead, the octagonal cage cannot be released.
Bang!
Su Mu kicked Yan Wu on the head again, and Yan Wu's eyes turned white and he fainted.
While Yan Wu was unconscious, Su Mu immediately hypnotized himself to sleep, then entered the dream and pulled the unconscious Yan Wu into the dream.
As the two people disappeared, the octagonal cage made of white light instantly dissipated without a trace.
"As I expected, no matter how powerful the [Life and Death Arena] is, it cannot restrict dreams."
In the dream, Su Mu looked at the unconscious Yan Wu, his eyes emitting a crystal blue light, and began to hypnotize and brainwash him. He was not in a hurry to find the mithril medal, because he could freely control the time in the dream, and the highest ratio could reach one day in the outside world and one year in the dream.
So he has plenty of time.
Although it is difficult to hypnotize and brainwash a Silver-level warrior, it depends on the conditions. A Silver-level warrior who is awake and in good condition naturally cannot be hypnotized, but if the Silver-level warrior is seriously injured and dying and is unconscious, it will be much easier.
A tremendous amount of mental power surged into Yan Wu's body, constantly hypnotizing and brainwashing him.
A day later, Yan Wu woke up from his coma. He realized Su Mu's intention, his face changed drastically and he wanted to resist, but was kicked unconscious by Su Mu.
This was repeated several times, and after half a month, Yan Wu was finally completely hypnotized.
"Chief!" Yan Wu dragged his seriously injured body, knelt on the ground, his face full of fanaticism.
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