Chapter 292

If one could completely break free from the illusion, it would be considered a happy event.

Nowadays, Christian has basically given up the idea of ​​completely breaking the thing wrapped around his body, although Christian understands that it might be his chance to break through the legendary realm and become a destructive-level master.

But the difficulty of this step is greater than imagined.

She had just experienced an illusion and was almost killed in it. In the illusion, she was indeed able to maintain a trace of clarity at all times, but that clarity had basically reached its limit. If the killing continued, this little bit of clarity might not be able to be maintained.

And this is just the beginning.

No one knows what kind of dangers one will have to face in order to break the things wrapped around one's body. With one's current strength, it is too difficult after all.

It would be good to be able to leave the illusion... However, looking at the familiar cabin, Christian's brows furrowed more and more. This is indeed where he lives, but he always feels as if something is wrong.

A little too new.

You know, she has lived in this cabin for many years. The wooden boards are already somewhat rotten, and there are still traces of repairs in many places.

And all of this had never happened in the little house before her eyes, which meant that she was still in the illusion and had not escaped from it.

I'm afraid the trouble this time will be bigger than I imagined.

I just don’t know what this illusion is.

Pursing his lips and adjusting his state, Christian moved slowly in the small room, looking around. The sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger. The whole small house was decorated very festively. There was even a bottle of red wine and two high-heeled glasses on the desk beside the bed.

As he moved, he could even hear a rustling sound behind him.

Christian turned his head and saw that there was a pure white skirt behind him, which dragged a long trail on the ground and made a rustling sound as it moved.

Looking down at himself, Christian realized that he was wearing a wedding dress.

That’s right, a wedding dress.

On her feet, she also wore a pair of pure white high boots with a very beautiful shape. On both sides of the boots, there were decorations that looked like angel wings.

Christian finally remembered where this strange yet familiar feeling about the little house came from.

This is...her wedding room with Apraun Montgomery.

That’s right, when they got married that year, their wedding room was decorated like this.

Christian couldn't help but have some doubts in his mind. Why did this illusion show the former wedding room? What exactly did it want to do? A sound of footsteps came from outside.

Christian's face changed slightly, and she subconsciously grabbed the magic wand in her hand. However, as soon as her fingers exerted force, Christian immediately realized something was wrong. Her palm was empty, and she did not feel like she was holding any real object.

Turning his head, he found that the magic wand in his hand was gone.

She tried to get a new weapon out of the storage ring, but the storage ring on her finger disappeared at some point, and was replaced by a silver wedding ring.

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer. Christian frowned more and more, and then he picked up the bottle of red wine on the table.

She was obviously the Great Saint of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, wearing a pure white wedding dress, but with the bottle of wine in her hand, she turned into a gangster.

I have to say, this contrast is quite big.

However, Christian didn't care so much and just stared at the door.

Finally, there was a creaking sound and the door was pushed open. Then, a handsome young man in a gorgeous suit appeared at the door.

He was really a very handsome man, the type that could even be a popular lover, with a tall and well-proportioned figure, gentle and refined, elegant and noble temperament, big eyes, and a high nose bridge. No matter how picky a woman was, it was difficult to find any flaws in him.

However, Christian's brows were getting more and more furrowed, and the expression on his face became more and more strange. This man... was Apu.

It's Apu when he was young.

Just twenty years old.

Why did this guy appear in my fantasy?

At this moment, a touch of light pink suddenly appeared in the cabin, making the atmosphere in the house look charming and ambiguous.

There seemed to be a slightly sweet scent floating in the air.

Christian's eyes were a little dazed, her breathing seemed to become more rapid, and her originally snow-white cheeks were slightly flushed.

My heartbeat is speeding up and my body temperature is rising.

A warm current seemed to surge in the lower abdomen, and in a short period of time, it flowed throughout the body.

There was an uncontrollable desire in Fang's heart.

The illusion of lust.

The name of each illusion is straightforward and easy to understand. Just by listening to the name, you can easily figure out what the effect of the illusion is.

Just then, Apu put on a warm and gentle smile and walked towards Christian step by step.

"Dear Christian, you are so beautiful today. Even the goddess Ostara cannot compare to you..."

Every step and every move is extremely elegant.

For a girl from the upper class, this kind of behavior should be very exciting.

However, the expression on Christian's face became more and more disgusted and irritated. There was no other reason, it was just that the existence of Apu made her feel both mentally and physically sick.

However, the evolved Apu seemed to be completely unaware of the expression on Christian's face.

He walked up to Christian, bent down gracefully, and spoke soft words of love: "Ah, Christian, marrying you is the greatest luck in my life..."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, as if trying to grab Christian's small hand in a white silk glove, and then kiss it.

However, before Apu could touch Christian's fingertips, something unexpected happened.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Whoosh...bang!

There was only a dull sound, and Christian swung the wine bottle directly on Apu's head, then raised his right leg and kicked Apu in the stomach.

With a scream, Apu was kicked to the ground.

I have to say, the illusion was a little too realistic. The twisted expression of shock and pain mixed on Apu's face was vividly displayed. He looked at Christian in disbelief, as if he wanted to ask Christian why he did this to his husband.

But before he could even open his mouth, Christian suddenly took a step forward, raised his right leg, put on his high boots that showed off his figure and calf curves, and delivered a war trampling move between Apu's legs.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!

Bang, baji.

The sound of something breaking slowly spread throughout the room.

The illusion of lust:? Right in front of Christian, Apu's eyes instantly widened and his mouth opened wide, almost enough to fit a raw egg, but he couldn't make any sound at all. His hands just instinctively covered the injured area with force. The unbearable pain that was even enough to make a man collapse, the pain of losing his eggs and chickens, made Apu's body twitch constantly.

After several seconds, an extremely tragic scream finally burst out of Apu's throat. His tall body curled up like a shrimp and rolled desperately on the ground. His originally handsome face was twisted into a piece, his complexion was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down his face.

Just as the screams were still echoing in the room, the door creaked open again.

This time, the one who appeared in front of Christian was a boy, with a cute face full of childishness and a pair of timid big eyes. For women who have this kind of hobby...well, maybe also men, he is simply the most perfect existence.

The little boy seemed a little scared of the screams in the room. He looked at Christian with his big eyes, full of the desire to be protected: "Big sister..."

Bang! Everything is lost!

The little boy fell down.

Another figure appeared, this time, it was a middle-aged man with a very gentlemanly demeanor.

Bang, everything is lost.

The middle-aged man fell down.

The muscular man exuding masculine charm fell down.

A man wearing a pair of reading glasses and dressed as a butler fell down.

The mysterious and powerful magician fell.

The honest shield warrior fell down.

The handsome elf fell! In a short period of time, dozens of figures had fallen in the hut, making the hut seem particularly crowded, and each of them ended up with nothing.

The pain of having all the testicles shattered twisted everyone's face into a ball. No matter how handsome or good-looking they were originally, they looked horrifying at this moment.

The screams mixed together, almost turning the hut into a slaughterhouse.

The fantasy world of lust is driving me crazy!

This is the first time in eight thousand years that it has encountered such a strange existence. Among so many outstanding men, is there no one who suits her taste?

An egg crusher?

Chapter 3 is here.

(End of this chapter)