Chapter 293 Christian wants to indulge (4)

The seven-layer illusion is the first barrier of the shackles of fate.

Only by passing through the seven illusions can one truly touch the shackles of fate and try to find a way to break them.

If you cannot break through the seven levels of illusion, you will only die in the illusion.

Of course, this process can be interrupted, but it is a little more difficult. Another being who has also glimpsed the shackles of destiny needs to wake up the trial-taker from the outside. Otherwise, the seven illusions will be played out in front of the trial-taker one by one.

And every level of illusion is controlled by a master of illusion.

The so-called Lord of Illusions is more like some kind of artificial intelligence.

They are incomplete souls created by destiny. They will try every possible way and use every possible means to prevent the trial-taker from passing through the illusion.

The shackles of destiny were imposed on this world after the war that destroyed the Twilight Dynasty 8,000 years ago. How many living beings are there on the Twilight Continent? In the past 8,000 years, how many intelligent beings have appeared in the birth and death cycle? Hundreds of billions or trillions? Although geniuses are not common, among the hundreds of billions and trillions, even if the probability is small, some amazing talents will eventually appear.

During the long period of eight thousand years, the number of beings that the Desire Illusion had received who were able to glimpse the shackles of destiny and were qualified to break into the seven-level illusion was at least eight hundred, if not a thousand.

Among them, there are quite a few who can pass through the illusion of desire, but they are all beings with extremely firm minds, souls, and wills.

They can rely on their own strong will to resist the temptations from all around and remain indifferent in the face of beautiful women.

Although the woman in front of him was pretty good, her character and cultivation were obviously not the best. Before, when the Lord of the Lustful Illusion began to release the aura that could arouse lust in the illusion, this woman obviously showed some reaction.

I thought this woman’s journey through the seven realms of illusion had ended here.

But who could have thought that this woman actually had such means? Looking at the various men lying on the ground, who were carefully created based on human preferences and most in line with the aesthetic tastes of human women, the Lord of the Lustful Illusion didn't know how to react.

Egg crusher.

Well-deserved.

The Lord of the Lustful Illusion felt that his existence was challenged.

This is the task assigned by the Father God. If even such a small task cannot be completed, then what is the meaning of my existence to the Father God? The Lord of the Desire Illusion in anger changed the illusion in front of him.

It no longer plays that literary tune. Facing a woman like Christian, perhaps a direct impact would produce better results.

As a sweet breeze blew through the wooden house, the dozen or so mutilated bodies on the ground disappeared in an instant, and were replaced by countless handsome men and beautiful women.

Scenes of extreme indulgence began to play out in front of Christian. Christian closed her eyes, but it was useless. Those scenes were projected directly into her mind.

Various sounds continued to echo in Christian's ears.

Although Christian has a cool personality, he is very averse to men.

But no matter what, Christian is still a woman after all.

The images that emerged in his mind and the sounds that echoed in his ears quickly invaded Christian's consciousness. The desire, curiosity, and various emotions deep in Christian's soul also expanded rapidly at this time.

Huh! Just when Christian felt that she was about to collapse, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in her ears. Her body shivered, and the sound echoing in her ears and the images constantly appearing in her mind disappeared completely in an instant.

The long eyelashes trembled.

Christian finally opened his eyes.

It was still the same cabin, just a little different.

The dozen or so corpses that were originally lying in the room... no, they were mutilated bodies. Even the blood and glass shards on the ground had disappeared completely.

Could it be that he had finally escaped from the illusion? A small thought popped up in Christian's mind.

But at this moment, a familiar yet somewhat strange voice entered Christian's ears: "Huh, fortunately, you finally woke up."

The voice made Christian tremble slightly. The next second, he turned around and a familiar figure appeared in front of Christian. Who else could it be but Ron? His face was a little pale.

He was really tired just now.

It is definitely not an easy task to break those shackles. Ron doesn't know what Christian is facing, but he knows that it must be very dangerous.

He had not originally intended to intervene from the outside and wake Christian up.

After all, when practicing, it is very dangerous to be forcibly disturbed from the outside. If you are not careful, Christian may become obsessed and out of control.

But Ron had no choice.

He was originally just waiting quietly outside the cabin, but Christian showed no signs of waking up. Instead, the magic fluctuations he released became more and more chaotic and crazy.

Just from those magical fluctuations, Ron could feel a strong, corroded aura. Not to mention that Ron could even hear the painful groans coming from Christian's mouth.

There is no doubt that Christian's condition in the cabin is very bad, and he is obviously on the verge of losing control. Ron is not sure whether waking up Christian from the outside will cause the Saint to go crazy, but he knows that if he does not take action, Christian will definitely go crazy.

After confirming this, Ron no longer hesitated, pushed open the door of the cabin and rushed in.

As soon as he entered, Ron had a deeper understanding of how dangerous Christian's situation was.

A strong smell of filth, decay, and weirdness permeated every corner of the room. Below the head held high was a slender neck that was tightly strangled.

Christian's breathing had become disordered and weak to the extreme, and his mind was always on the verge of collapse.

In this situation, Ron dared not hesitate at all. He immediately prepared to rush over and wake up Christian.

However, Christian was on the verge of losing control, and the aura emanating from his body was so powerful that it was extremely difficult for Ron to even get close to him.

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

It was at this time that Ron finally understood how huge the gap was between the strength of a legendary peak realm being and that of an ordinary legendary six-star or seven-star master. It was a completely insurmountable chasm.

Even though Ron tried his best, he was almost blown away again and again.

The clothes on his body were torn into strips by the fierce energy, and he looked as miserable as a beggar.

After trying his best, Ron finally managed to get behind Christian, stretched out a hand and pressed it on the top of Christian's head. His spiritual consciousness penetrated into him and forcibly woke Christian up.

Seeing Christian open his eyes, Ron exhaled heavily, retracted his right hand, looked down at his tattered clothes, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This should be considered a work injury. He didn't know whether Christian would reimburse him.

"Great Saint Christian, we meet again." Ron let out another breath, forced a smile, and greeted Christian.

This great saint lady was still a little confused and didn't seem to understand what was going on.

It was not until Ron's voice reached his ears that Christian's body trembled and he came back to his senses.

Looking at the familiar man in front of him, Christian felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

It's Ron.

When I saw that the cabin had become shabby again, I thought I had escaped from the illusion.

But now it seems that I am still immersed in that illusion, but this illusion is a little more real.

After all, Ron had been dead for a long time. If it wasn't an illusion, how could he appear in front of him?

Christiane bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, hugged her shoulders tightly with both hands, and her plump body was shaking. She wanted to deal with the figure in front of her directly like she did with Apu.

She thought she was cruel enough, but when it came to this moment, she couldn't do it.

Christian didn't know what she was feeling in her heart. She originally hated men, especially those who had many women.

However, she didn't dislike Ron at all.

I even felt that the short time I spent with Ron was very comfortable.

She probably didn't fall in love with this man so quickly, but perhaps she still had a little bit of affection for him, otherwise, she wouldn't have been so sad after learning the news of Ron's death.

That's right, Ron is dead. Now, only in this illusion can she see this lifelike figure. Once she destroys the illusion in front of her, Ron will never appear in front of her again.

There was still some desire in her heart.

The impact of the illusion created by the Lord of Lust and Illusion on Christian's body, soul, and will will not dissipate so easily.

Although the sound she heard in her ears no longer exists, her body is still hot and her eyes are still blurry.

Maybe... it's okay to indulge yourself once in a while, right? 　Here comes Chapter 4.

(End of this chapter)