[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...
The atmosphere in the field suddenly became weird.
The Lord of Dawn was extremely certain that although he had planted spies around the Lord of Yuanhuang, the other party did not bring the spies this time, and he had never had any private contact with the person who had just attacked and injured people.
Could it be that...
He vaguely realized that something was wrong.
"Today, this Holy Lord will kill you!" The sound of mechanical gears turning was heard from the furious Lord Yuanhuang, and bursts of white steam spewed out of his mouth and nose.
The Lord of Dawn's expression changed drastically: "Wait a minute, there must be..."
"For Master Yuan Huang!!"
Several fanatical shouts were heard behind the Lord of Dawn, and several of his men raised their weapons and launched an attack fearlessly.
The Lord of Dawn was shocked and angry. How could this happen? Are all the people I brought with me spies?
"For Master Shuguang!!"
Almost at the same time, the younger brothers behind Lord Yuanhuang also began to shout fanatically and launched a stab in the back.
Such an absurd scene made the experienced Lord of Yuanhuang stunned. What's going on? Are all my subordinates spies planted by Shuguang?
So the people that Shuguang brought are actually all my people, and the people that I brought are all Shuguang's people?
Such a wonderful development would have caused an ordinary person's brain to freeze if it were an ordinary person, but the two saints are not ordinary people.
If they still don't realize it, then they don't deserve to be called the Holy Lord.
A flash of inspiration flashed through the minds of Shuguang and Yuanhuang at the same time. They looked at each other in horror and blurted out a name.
“Lord of Phantom Embers!!”
There is only one person in the world who can control all the subordinates of two people at the same time, and that is the Lord of Phantom Ashes who is proficient in illusion!
"Damn it! It must be the work of the Lord of Phantom Embers!"
"How could the news leak out?" The Lord of Dawn was horrified. While he was dealing with his men's backstab, his brain was working rapidly.
Even though he was seriously injured now, he could not be killed by a few Golden Kings and Saints. What really frightened him was not the betrayal of his men, but the Lord of Phantom Ashes who was hiding somewhere unknown!
"How could this happen? What went wrong? These people are all my trusted aides, and their whereabouts are completely under my control. No matter how strong Huan Jin is, he would need frequent contact and a lot of time to control them. How could he control everyone silently?"
The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and he even began to doubt the Lord of Yuanhuang.
"It's you! It's you who are secretly colluding with Phantom Jin!"
"Bullshit!" The Lord of Yuanhuang punched one of his subordinates and beat him to a bloody pulp. He cursed angrily, "What's the benefit of me cooperating with Huanjin? After you die, how can I fight him alone?"
The Lord of Dawn was startled, and he quickly came to his senses from the panic. Indeed, Yuan Huang could not possibly cooperate with Huan Jin. The other party understood the principle of "the lips and the teeth are cold when they are gone". So what went wrong?
A moment later, all the younger brothers brought by the two men were killed, and there were several corpses on the ground, some of which were pierced by vines and some were crushed to death by huge force.
The two Saints were breathing heavily, and neither of them let down their guard. Instead, they looked increasingly solemn as they watched the surroundings.
"What should we do now? Phantom Ashes must be hiding nearby!" said the Lord of Yuanhuang, gritting his teeth.
The Lord of Dawn frowned, with a barely perceptible panic on his face: "What is going on? When did these people come into contact with Phantom Ashes? Could it be that they were controlled by Phantom Ashes a long time ago? No... Impossible. All the confidants undergo regular mental examinations. They must have been controlled recently.
And it's not just my people, but Yuanhuang's people as well. The only chance to control all of them at the same time is during this operation.
Because only in this operation did these people come together!"
"Could it be that... Huan Jin is hiding among these people!?" The Lord of Yuan Huang was shocked. He hurriedly looked at the corpses on the ground, fearing that one of them would suddenly stand up.
The Lord of Dawn's eyes flickered: "I am very sure that these people are dead. Huan Jin is not among them. If he was here, you and I would have died in the sneak attack just now.
Damn it! Where is Phantom Ember? Clearly all the people who knew about it participated in this operation, and they are all dead... dead! ? "
The eyes of the Lord of Dawn widened uncontrollably. He turned his head abruptly and looked in horror at the flesh and blood lotus platform floating in the air beside him.
At this time, the flesh and blood lotus platform had been suppressed and out of control, and was in a completely closed state.
"No! There is still one person alive!"
The Lord of Yuanhuang followed his gaze and his expression suddenly changed: "You mean... Zhou Qiong..."
Suddenly, a light laugh came from the bloody lotus.
"You didn't realize it until now? It's a little too late."
The next moment, a crystal blue light appeared on the blood and flesh lotus platform, and a figure wearing a black tuxedo and a silver-white mask slowly walked out from it.
The shiny black leather shoes stepped lightly on the ground, and the figure stood elegantly, with an upright posture that caught the eyes of the two.
Under the horrified gazes of the two, Su Mu raised his right hand wearing a white glove, placed it in front of his chest, and made an elegant gentleman's salute: "The first of the seven deadly sins, pride... Meet the two holy masters."
After the salute, he gently waved at the flesh and blood lotus platform beside him. The lotus platform seemed to be pulled by gravity and flew into his body in an instant and disappeared.
"Thank you Lord of Dawn for helping me suppress this divine corpse." Su Mu thanked the Lord of Dawn with a smile.
"You!" The Lord of Dawn was furious, but did not dare to take action immediately.
"Huan Jin! Don't think that I can't recognize you just because you are wearing a mask! What on earth do you want to do?" Terrifying white steam came out of the Lord of Yuanhuang, and his expression was angry and ferocious.
Amid the raging white steam, the hem of Su Mu's tuxedo rustled. He smiled slightly, and with his white-gloved palm, he lightly pressed down the gentleman's hat that was about to fall off his head. The brim of the hat tilted slightly downward, and the shadow covered the silver-white mask like flowing water, making the exaggeratedly upturned corners of the mouth carved on it even more eerie.
Behind the shadow and the silver-white mask, a pair of crystal blue eyes were emitting a deep and cold light, reflecting the slightly panicked figures of the two Holy Lords.
"What? I just want to ask you two to...die."
Swish!
Two terrifying figures surrounded by divine power appeared on both sides of Su Mu, one on the left and one on the right.
One of them waved his eight arms, spewing out hot steam and white smoke; another of them had a flower blooming in the void, with gorgeous petals entwined around him.
The Lord of Dawn and the Lord of Yuanhuang launched the attack at the same time. There was no words between the two, but they had a tacit understanding to the extreme. This was not the tacit understanding between them, but the tacit understanding between them as holy lords when facing a strong enemy together.
In the battle between the saints, any nonsense seems redundant. They know that "Phantom Ashes" will not give them a chance to breathe. The opponent's appearance here means a fight to the death.
So...the only option is to fight!
Facing the simultaneous attacks from the two Saints, the man in the tuxedo still stood still, and even the movement of lowering the brim of his hat did not change at all.