Chapter 291: Killing Fantasy (2)
The chains bestowed by destiny are shackles that entangle every living being on the Dusk Continent. They are definitely not something that can be easily broken free of.
It can even be said that from beginning to end Christian had not been able to pose any threat or damage to those shackles. Just the act of trying to find those shackles had already brought down the punishment of fate. Endless illusions had entangled Christian.
Countless hands and tentacles have tightly entangled Christian's body. They are wrapped around the saint's neck, thighs, waist, and arms, like poisonous snakes, twisting their bodies at will.
There were also countless strange and twisted ghosts entangled with Christian's body. They opened their mouths desperately and let out sharp wails beside Christian's ears, as if accusing Christian of the wanton slaughter before.
The sea of blood near the mountain of corpses was causing huge waves. There seemed to be some mysterious and strange power surging in the depths of the sea of blood. A horrible tornado actually sprang up on the surface of the sea of blood. It seemed that one could hear the roar of a blue dragon. The next moment, the blood tornado that rushed into the sky seemed to turn into a giant python that swallowed the sky and the earth. With a heart-pounding roar, it suddenly changed direction in mid-air and rushed towards the direction where Christian was.
Impact!
Impact!
Wherever it goes, space is distorted.
Christian's spiritual space could hardly bear this force and was on the verge of collapse.
On the other side, the corpses piled up on the ground seemed to come back to life at this moment. Their bodies squirmed, and flesh and blood fell from their bodies, leaving only white bones.
In an instant, it was a vast expanse of white that stretched as far as the eye could see.
Countless white bones were pieced together to form a giant standing upright. Only on the huge head, in the eye sockets, there was a flashing scarlet strange light.
With an angry roar, the skeleton giant raised one of its huge arms, and its pale, huge bone claws grabbed towards Christian's slender body.
In this instant, the white-bone giant, the blood-sea python, and the whirlpool of resentful souls descended almost at the same time, and Christian's situation suddenly became extremely dangerous.
Killing illusion.
Ever since Christian began his retreat and just started looking for the existence that was entangled with him, the killing illusion had already been activated.
For a month and a half, the great saint lady had been immersed in the illusion of killing and had never been able to break free.
The danger level of this illusion is extremely terrifying.
At the beginning, it can be barely considered normal. After the soul enters the illusion, some enemies may appear and attack the target that enters the illusion.
No matter who it is, when attacked, the first thing they do is instinctively counterattack and wipe out the opponent. This is a very normal situation.
The terrifying thing about the killing illusion lies in the fact that more and more enemies will appear in this illusion, and the targets who enter the illusion have almost endless magic power and physical strength, which will never be used up.
The enemies that are constantly being wiped out, the bloody and broken limbs, the blood mist floating in the air, and the wailing that echoes in the ears will all erode the target's will silently.
Everyone has two sides, good and evil.
Even the greatest, most benevolent, and most kind saints are no exception.
The simplest manifestation of evil is killing.
This kind of erosion can completely reveal and release the evil in the deepest part of the consciousness of the target who enters the illusion. Even a scholar who dares not kill a chicken on weekdays will become ferocious and brutal under constant erosion, and will wield the rusty and bloody butcher knife in his hand without mercy.
But this is still not the most terrifying part of the Killing Illusion.
The most terrifying thing about the killing illusion is that once you enter the killing illusion and face the attacks of those people with twisted limbs created by the illusion, if you do not fight back, you will be killed.
Once you counterattack, it will never end unless you kill the opponent. As the number of enemies increases, either you kill the opponent or the opponent kills you.
Once blood is seen, once death occurs, the erosion begins.
Once the erosion begins, the evil thoughts in the trial-taker's subconscious will be aroused, and the murderous intent will become stronger and stronger, and then more killings will be caused, and more killings will cause more exaggerated erosion.
It can be said without exaggeration that once you step into this illusion, it is like entering the reincarnation of the abyss of hell. It is an infinite loop with no solution at all, and there is no hope at all.
Even someone of Christian's level would find it difficult to break free from it.
And when the killing reaches a certain level, when the sea of blood has gathered, when the mountain of corpses has piled up, when the resentful souls have become like an endless purgatory, when the killing illusion determines that the trial-taker has been completely immersed in killing and cannot turn back, the ultimate means will gradually emerge.
The sea of blood, the mountain of corpses, and the whirlpool of wronged souls will act together to completely destroy the trial-taker.
It is just like the scene Christian is facing now. Once he cannot withstand this wave, the spiritual space of the trial-taker will be completely destroyed, and his consciousness and soul will be completely crushed.
Even if the body is intact, the person will become a consciousnessless vegetable.
A trial-taker who is obsessed with killing will have no way to resist this kind of attack.
This is the punishment of destiny.
All beings who attempt to defy destiny must die.
However, although this illusion seems to have a certain degree of intelligence, its level of intelligence is obviously not particularly high.
Although on the surface it seemed that Christian was completely immersed in killing, and even turned into a madman who only knew how to kill, but in the depths of Christian's eyes, he maintained a slight clarity from beginning to end.
At the moment when the whirlpool of blood, mountain of corpses and the sea of blood were becoming restless at the same time, the trace of clarity in the depths of the pupil also expanded at this moment, and in an instant, the scarlet in the pupil was dispelled.
The staff in his hand was raised high.
Yao Guang! Although it was only a low-level forbidden spell, this casual move was still shocking.
In an instant, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared around Christian's body, and the light was even hotter than the sun.
Ahhhhhh…
The tentacles and palms that were originally tightly wrapped around Christian were like being poured with a basin of sulfuric acid, and instantly layers of thick white mist rose up.
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In the smoke, one could even hear bursts of shrill screams.
It was like meeting a nemesis. With one move, the originally dense tentacles disappeared completely. Under Christian's control, a large amount of brilliant light changed direction and directly slammed into the vortex behind.
Boom boom...
There was another earth-shaking sound, and the vortex could not withstand Christian's terrifyingly powerful magic and shattered.
After destroying the vortex behind him, Christian moved without any hesitation. His lips moved quickly and his voice became a straight line. The originally pleasant voice even became sharp and hoarse at this moment.
Then, a four-winged angel appeared in front of Christian, dancing with snow-white wings, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other.
With a bang, the shiny shield in his hand blocked the blood python that was charging towards him. Although the impact force of the blood python was exaggerated, it was still not enough in front of the four-winged angel.
As the other hand swung the long sword, bright sword lights fell from the air like frost shadows. Poor blood python was cut into several pieces almost in an instant.
Just as the four-winged angel was summoned, Christian's lips began to move rapidly, still with that sharp and hoarse chanting voice. The speed of chanting the spell was so fast that it was unimaginable. It was even impossible to hear what kind of spell he was chanting, not even a single syllable.
However, in less than half a second, a huge lightsaber suddenly appeared above the head of the giant in front.
The forty-meter-long sword looks extremely small in front of this super-giant lightsaber.
Like the sword of Damocles, it was suspended above the head of the skeleton giant. As the staff in Christian's hand fell, the giant sword also fell from mid-air and pierced the skeleton giant directly from the top of his head.
The outstretched sharp bone claw collapsed with a loud bang just as it was about to touch Christian's nose.
Whoosh…whoosh…whoosh…
Christian was breathing heavily. Although he didn't have to worry about running out of magic power in this illusion, after releasing three forbidden spells in a row, Christian felt a little tired and even felt a short-term emptiness in his body.
The next moment, the sea of corpses and blood that had been surrounding Christian's body disappeared in an instant.
Christian's eyes narrowed slightly and he quickly straightened his body. Although he was still a little tired, he was ready for battle in the shortest time possible, looking around vigilantly with his eyes.
Soon, Christian's expression turned strange.
It was no longer the completely unfamiliar scene in the killing illusion. At this moment, the scene in front of him was even somewhat familiar.
It was a small cabin.
Although it is a wooden house, it looks quite nice and festive after careful decoration.
Isn’t that where I live on a daily basis?
Could it be that she has completely escaped from the illusion?
Chapter 2 is here.
(End of this chapter)