Returning from the abyss

Chapter 1246: A showdown of life and death, it ends at the click of a button

At the critical moment, a second type of secret technique allowed Kukash to escape from the fatal cup. He forcibly replaced this key prop with his own image, making the banquet host's invitation ineffective, and turned the army against him.

"Smart move, but unfortunately it falls short."

Eliza cast her cold eyes on Kukash. The clothes on her body had been taken back by red, and the effect of the third type of secret technique of "clothed in pure white" had been erased.

"Even if the host of the banquet is accused of being the murderer, there is no detective among the people present."

"Ahem, no need." Kukash wiped a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth and grinned, "It's very powerful. It's been a long time since I've fought against an equal occult user. It's really exciting."

Judging from this performance, the effect of the "Bright Red Banquet" has also faded on Kukash. Faced with the crisis of being invited to the banquet, he still had time to relieve the impact on himself. Eliza had to admit that Kukash His attainments in secret arts are extraordinary.

"The confrontation of secret arts is the erosion of the images they control." Kukash opened his palms, and a large amount of paper money slipped from his fingers, seemingly endless. "This street has almost been turned into a funeral avenue by me. But you still failed to invite me to the banquet.”

"is it?"

Eliza raised the wine glass in her hand and grabbed an invitation from the air with her other hand.

"This place is a banquet hall. Once you step into it, you will be seated."

Kukash frowned and touched himself, but found no "invitation".

The invitation has always been on the person of the host of the banquet. His arrival has become an act of agreeing to the invitation, and no matter what resistance is made, the invitation is already effective.

"What a rogue move."

"There is no need for such words to be said between occultists."

As Eliza poured blood wine onto the invitation, the surrounding scenery shrank like a curtain being pulled hard, and then expanded rapidly. When Kukash regained consciousness, he found himself sitting next to a long table, with white tableware and a crystal cup in front of him. Eliza, the host of the banquet, was sitting on the main seat with a red mask on on her face.

"And the host of the banquet is a murderer. This is something that can easily be accommodated within my secret system. Your resistance cannot go beyond my design."

Heavy pressure fell on Kukash's shoulders, as if an invisible person was holding him down. Even if he wanted to leave, he couldn't do it now.

The red wine was filled into the glass again, and the red meat appeared on the dinner plate. The huge force forced Kukash to slowly raise his arms and grab the cutlery on the table.

As long as he eats the food at the banquet, he may never be able to leave here. This is a second type of secret technique, the type that directly kills people, and Kukash can't do anything now except trying his best to eliminate the influence of the secret technique.

"If I hadn't become a dinner party..."

"Then why don't you think about why you were invited by me? When I knew about your existence, you should also know about me. Weren't you a little alert at that time?" Eliza looked at Kukash, even if He was resisting, but it was only delaying his own death. After the secret technique was completed, there was no room for maneuver.

"I really didn't expect you to have a way to forcefully invite others, let alone that you have accumulated enough power to activate multiple second-type secret techniques at the same time..."

Kukash said while desperately suppressing the movement of his right hand to pick up the wine glass. But at the same time, the seat he was sitting on also began to rapidly restructure, changing from a luxurious solid wood seat to the shape of a coffin.

"Now it is no longer a battle of secret arts, but between you and me, who can fully reveal his reality."

The red lights turned into pale paper flags in the blink of an eye, and the hanging paintings on the floor turned into faceless black and white portraits. The world of "Dialogue Guests" began to pervade the banquet hall, but the pressure Kukash felt did not diminish at all. .

"Even if I let you take away part of the control, you still can't leave the banquet hall. This is my territory, and the inside and outside are separated. All your changes cannot break away from the essence of the banquet."

Eliza raised her wine glass and nodded slightly to Kukash.

"Please, guest."

Kukash's hand finally grasped the wine glass. At this moment, the power of completing the banquet immediately drove him to pick up the wine glass to greet Eliza, and then brought the glass to his mouth.

"You won the battle of the mystic arts." He said this last sentence.

Eliza frowned.

Kukash raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, then without any resistance, he reached out and grabbed the meat on the plate and ate it hungrily. He gave up resistance so decisively that Eliza immediately sensed that there was a problem behind it.

After eating and drinking, Kukashi stood up with a big smile.

"You can't trap me. On the contrary, I trap you."

The white spiritual flags and the glorious hall began to burn at the same time. Eliza stood up in shock. She raised her head and looked at the sky. The top there had been burned through, and an orange-red star was shining fiercely in the sky. The temperature burned through all traces of the secret technique, and only she and Kukash were enveloped in the radiance of the stars. A voice came from the distant sky, like a whisper, but she clearly realized that she could not understand the meaning of the language.

And Kukashi obviously understood.

"Sovereign Lord, thank you for listening to my call. This journey is determined by me and witnessed by you! Please give me your gift and allow me to step up to the next step!"

Kukash roared and stretched out his hand to the sky. A large amount of scorching heat was poured into his body. In an instant, even his hair and beard turned into withered and turned into dust. However, the burning heat also purified the wine and meat he had just eaten. The "benefit" brought by his fanatical belief allowed Kukash to connect to the outside world again. At the same time, Eliza's carefully designed banquet hall was also attacked. destroy.

Before she could face the Death Star, even the already dead Death Star, the long-established class ritual broke through the blockade of her secret technique. The banquet was still valid, but she was unable to achieve the final result of leaving the person forever - because the door was forcibly opened.

"cough."

The incomprehensible whispers made her thinking confused and slow, but Eliza still knew what she should do now.

"The banquet is finally over..."

At this moment, she sent the two waiters out of the banquet hall and away from the Hermit Valley. After Zhuo Yiyuan and Zhuo Qinglan noticed that their positions had changed, they looked at each other and immediately ran in a predetermined direction. When the waiters are forcibly dismissed from the banquet, it means the failure of the host of the banquet. They must notify the Phantom Tribe to make the next preparation. Whether it is to defect to Chen Geng or report to Yimoya, this is something that must be completed quickly. Because Eliza said that even if she failed, she could still delay for a while.

The star twinkled in the night sky, emitting a brilliance that was impossible to face directly. The Stairs to the Stars appeared again between the earth and the sky. The stairs filled with light reached the first step, and the journey was nearly halfway.

But there is no need for them to inform. Yimo has already rushed towards the steps to the star under the carrier of a wind spirit. The second type of secret technique unfolds in the sky, like a trace of a blue film. Spreading upward, there was a reaction among the phantom clan. The fading of sister's life breath was the clearest feedback to Yimoya.

"Sui Shou——"

The roar of the wind spirit fell from the sky, and all the phantoms could hear the grief and anger in the roar. The plants planted by the phantoms stretched upward at the same time, providing energy for the occultists in the sky.

"Call the brave!"

Torn by the storm, the illusory stairs finally lost their traces, and the orange-red stars closed their eyes and disappeared from the sky. Yimo also landed in the Hermit Valley with a majestic shadow, but there were only empty houses left here, and there was nothing else.

There was no Eliza, no Kukash, and no trace of any battle. The battle between the two was completed by infecting reality, and after the secret technique ends, there will be no trace left in reality, but the defeated person will never come back.

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Even though the light was shining on him, Lester could still feel the coldness in his heart.

“Reverse deconstruction.”

Except for the Huichen Peak he obtained from others, all the magic used by Lester was simulated by Yu Wenbin, and the effects were exactly the same as those he used personally.

Yu Wenbin was still standing where he was, but Lester couldn't capture his true position at all. He seemed to not exist anywhere. A sense of robbed fear weighed on Lester's heart. He didn't know what this ability to deconstruct magic was, at least he had never heard of such an ability.

"Some gifts." Yu Wenbin returned all the spell models to his hands and restored them to their amorphous form. "He is not shy about giving this knowledge to those who are qualified to receive it. Of course, it is not easy to learn. , and the time cost of learning it is very high, so I only use it because it is more suitable for the magic I will use next.”

He brought the amorphous magic mass close to his face, rubbed it vigorously, and integrated it into his body.

"What do you want to do?" Lester asked warily.

"The cross-examination is over." Yu Wenbin grinned, "Let me borrow your identity for a look - of course, I'm just borrowing it."

Suddenly, Yu Wenbin's vague sense of non-existence disappeared, and another "Lester" stood where he was. But the real Lester found that the target he had targeted using Huichen Peak had disappeared. That was another self, which could not be recognized as an enemy, and could not mobilize the power of Huichen Peak to launch any attack on him.

"Now we have the same power here. Of course, I can't use the power of this place." Yu Wenbin smiled and said to Lester, "You are indeed a good person, Lester, at least better than the average level of the distribution center. High. No wonder, if it weren't for this, you probably wouldn't be able to get Huichen's position. Ah, it seems that the person who launched the All-Island Royal Court did not choose his target randomly... as far as you are concerned."

"Are you looking through my memories?"

"Yes, I said, the interrogation is over, everything about you is in my mind. And now you can't launch any attack on me... You haven't found a way to attack me yet." Yu Wenbin tapped his head lightly with his finger, "How is it, Lester?"

Lester really couldn't find a suitable way to launch an attack. Whenever he wanted to attack Yu Wenbin, he would have a suicidal intention. This kind of magic that contains cognitive distortion may have a breakthrough, but it is not something he will be able to discover in a short time.

He could also feel Yu Wenbin's flipping through the pages at the same time. The effect of the other party's borrowed identity is two-way. When Yu Wenbin comes into contact with Lester's memory, Lester can also feel which memory has been seen. In this weird one-way empathy, Yu Wenbin quickly checked all Lester's memories and found the day when he became Huichen.

Freezing rain fell from the sky and turned into ice between the houses. The discolored knife was pulled out from the pale body, bringing out black ink-like blood.

"The last one."

Lester's fingers were trembling slightly, and he reached out to help the only survivor, a still sobbing child, from the ground.

"Lester, this scene is our victory."

A vague voice came from behind him.

"This is not considered a victory." Lester said in a low and hoarse voice. "All the singularities have been detonated. Even if we kill each other's tourists, we cannot reverse the fate of this city's destruction."

"Yes, they could have fought us in an upright way, but they chose to use this method to threaten an entire city. Not only our companions, there are probably not more than a hundred people left alive in this city. . These evil tourists are a natural disaster for the scene, an irreversible doom."

"We are tourists too."

"But tourists and tourists can be different, Leicester, are you and me the same as them? They are pushing the city into the abyss, and you are still holding the hand of that child."

The hand patted Lester on the shoulder.

"Have you thought about it? Responsibility and ability are equal. If you have this idea, you will definitely become a Huichen Knight, even the best one."

"If it's really what you said, I'll accept it." Lester sighed, "I hope to do more, so..."

He turned his head and saw the person behind him. Then, Yu Wenbin was slightly startled.

Against the pale background, black messy lines covered the man's face, and a cartoon-style mouth was grinning, showing him a slightly scary smile in this environment.

"Before that, if someone who likes to pry into other people's privacy comes to you, it will be a very troublesome thing."

He stretched out his hand to himself and stabbed his eyes with two fingers. Yu Wenbin suddenly leaned back. The surrounding scenery suddenly shattered. Even the summit of Huichen Peak that was originally outside had disappeared. He had returned to intercept outside Shenghui City. On the way to Lester, Lester stood not far away, guarding Lyudmila behind him, looking at Yu Wenbin warily.

"Oh……"

Yu Wenbin could feel warm liquid flowing out of his seven orifices, but he laughed.

"You can leave now, don't worry, I don't have any ill intentions towards you."