“Hmm.” Lu Ning nodded: “It’s in the wilderness, in the mist, and even in the base city.”
The expressions on everyone's faces changed slightly.
"Are they in the base city too?" Yaen asked.
Lu Ning nodded: "Mm."
At this point, Lu Ning paused and said, "These phantoms are much clearer than before. Before, we couldn't see the details clearly, but now we can see the details clearly, especially in the fog. They look almost the same as in reality."
He began, "Perhaps they might come into reality later?"
The crowd, who were initially just somewhat astonished, now felt their scalps tingle and cold sweat pour down their backs.
They exchanged a glance and both saw shock in each other's eyes.
An Lan asked with a serious expression, "Are there many of these things?"
“Many.” Lu Ning paused, then said, “Some of them look quite strong.”
Everyone's lips twitched.
Just as An Lan and the others were about to continue questioning, Lu Ning felt uncomfortable being stared at by the humanoid phantom and asked, "What are you looking at?"
The phantom that had been staring at Lu Ning seemed to hear Lu Ning's voice and stepped towards him.
The tentacles on his hands danced, and the eyes on his head flashed with a pale light, seemingly containing unimaginable madness.
Lu Ning calmly watched the phantom approach.
The phantom's tentacles reached out towards Lu Ning, as if it were groping for something.
His eyes held greed, longing, and a hint of inquiry.
The next moment, the misty space in front of Lu Ning suddenly fluctuated.
An Lan and the others standing nearby froze, a chill rising from their feet to the top of their heads.
They saw several phantom tentacles made of scarlet flesh seemingly sweep across Lu Ning's face.
The phantom didn't make contact with Lu Ning's face; instead, it passed right through him.
The tentacle phantom disappeared after passing through Lu Ning's head.
Lu Ning felt a slightly slippery sensation and frowned.
He touched his face, but it was very dry.
The phantom in front of him seemed to sense something after its tentacles touched Lu Ning.
He seemed to have fallen into a frenzy, his tentacles flailing and wriggling toward Lu Ning's location.
However, the tentacle did not seem to break free of the illusion and touch Lu Ning again.
An Lan and the others looked on in disbelief.
Ya'en's expression was extremely grave: "Lu Ning, what was that just now??"
Lu Ning glanced at Ya En and the others with some surprise, noticing the shocked expressions on their faces.
Lu Ning asked calmly, "You saw it?"
Golden flames spontaneously ignited around Osiris's body.
He said solemnly, "I saw a phantom, is that the phantom you're talking about?"
Lu Ning nodded: "Yeah, this has never happened before. I think I was bumped a little just now."
An Lan's expression was extremely solemn: "I'm afraid this is related to the mist, and also to the 'wall' that the Hand of the Underworld mentioned before."
Aisalind, who had been silent until now, nodded and said, "According to Lu Ning, the solidification of these phantoms is synchronized with the increase in the number of disease events. So it seems that it is indeed because the 'wall' has cracked that it has become more and more solid."
Lu Ning nodded: "Possibly."
"Is the owner of those tentacles still alive?" Yann asked.
Lu Ning calmly watched as the phantom tentacles danced across his body, the phantoms seemingly going mad.
"It's still there, probably because it touched me and is quite excited."
The next moment, perhaps because of the phantom's madness, it attracted the attention of several other phantoms wandering around.
Several phantoms approached, then twisted and tore the crazed phantom apart, chewing and swallowing it.
“He’s dead now,” Lu Ning said calmly.
Ya'en and the others were taken aback.
"Dead? Why would he die?" An Lan was confused.
Lu Ning explained, "He was probably too excited, which attracted other monsters, who then ate him."
Everyone: [?_??]
After a moment of silence, An Lan said seriously, "It seems we need to go out first and report this matter."
Everyone else agreed.
“Indeed, this matter is extremely important. If such a phantom exists even in the base city, the destructive power it would bring if it were to appear in reality.”
"Most importantly, didn't Lu Ning say before that only he could see it? Now even we can see it!"
An Lan thought for a moment and said, "This may be related to the special environment of the fog, but perhaps after a while, we will be able to see it all."
Thinking of this, everyone's expressions became extremely serious.
The mental pressure caused by seeing so many illusions would be enormous for ordinary awakened people and ordinary people.
This negative impact may increase the probability of disease events occurring!
It could even trigger social unrest!
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