Infinite Doomsday Escape

Chapter 407 Counter-Control

But the power did not give him time to be angry or suspicious. The next second the tyrant was blown into a ball of blood mist.

After the tyrant dies, the ghost realm also disappears.

In the haze of blood mist, Lan Xiaye saw the corpses of civilians gathered together and smiled with relief. They turned into ashes with the death of the tyrant, and disappeared without a trace when the wind blew.

The noisy wailing in his ears disappeared completely, and there was silence.

When the surrounding environment was changing rapidly, Xie Yuanan almost eagerly took off his magic hat.

His speed was so fast that Lan Xiaye only vaguely saw some subtle changes in his eyes - black blocky lines appeared in the pupils.

At first glance, it looks like polluted dirty water, twisted into a ball, very weird and disgusting.

But Lan Xiaye only saw it for a moment in a daze. When she looked over again, there was nothing strange about Xie Yuanan, with black hair and black eyes. After his clear eyes noticed Lan Xiaye's direct gaze, his eyes began to wander, his head lowered instantly, and he looked shyly at the ground.

It seemed as if what Lan Xiaye saw just now was just an illusion.

Lan Xiaye frowned slightly, and her eyes moved to Xie Yuanan's magic hat. This hat seemed to be a button that caused changes in the other party.

"Do you have a dual personality?" she boldly inferred.

Xie Yuanan nodded nervously, "Yeah."

"So the hat is your personality switch..." Lan Xiaye found a suitable word, "Prop?"

"Yes." Seeing Lan Xiaye's curiosity, Xie Yuanan had no choice but to explain: "My other personality is somewhat uncontrollable, so I customized this prop from Time Traveler to control the switching of personalities independently."

I didn’t expect that the hat was really a prop.

Lan Xiaye thought that the initiative to switch personalities was in Xie Yuanan's hands, and the magic hat was just an anchor for himself. But now it seems that Xie Yuanan can't control himself.

Moreover, she discovered something interesting.

Xie Yuan'an's personality can be described as docile and well-behaved, and he answers all questions.

So she decided to test Xie Yuanan further, "Then as the main personality, can you know what the sub-personality is doing, and can you sense what situation you belong to?"

"Yes, but I can't control it." Xie Yuanan answered honestly, as if to prevent Lan Xiaye from further questioning, he even took the initiative to explain the situation of his sub-personality, "The sub-personality can also sense my situation. We are one, Just can't control each other."

"I see, can you two have a conversation?" Lan Xiaye showed a smile, a gentle smile that seemed to satisfy his curiosity, "This is the first time I have seen a dual personality. I have a lot of questions. Don't mind me. ”

But this expression was just for Xie Yuanan. Who knew that when she heard that the secondary personality could also fully perceive everything about the main personality, her heart suddenly tightened.

She only started asking these questions after she noticed something strange. Although the questions sounded very normal and she was just curious about the characteristics of the dual personality, if the personality is more sensitive and suspicious, she could get a glimpse of the temptation and temptation behind Lan Xiaye's questions. Suspect.

If there is really something wrong with Xie Yuanan himself, then something is wrong.

"No." Xie Yuanan shook his head, "We can only sense each other's existence and cannot talk to each other."

"Okay." Lan Xiaye smiled, and the topic ended there.

At this time, the flesh and blood purgatory completely disappeared, and Lan Xiaye and Xie Yuanan also returned to the battlefield. Many people died on the battlefield, including both enemies and our own people. War is ruthless.

Compared to the Fallen, the warriors suffered more heavy casualties. Their strength was not as good as the Fallen. They were able to support themselves by relying on their strong faith to burn their potential.

The faces of those who had been accosted by Lan Xiaye and those guarding the station were no longer visible, and Lan Xiaye's mood suddenly became heavy.

"Let's go help." She and Xie Yuanan said in unison.

On the other side, Ye Qiu's situation was very bad. She originally wanted to kill She Ji and Mr. Guo in her dream, so she weaved a large dream to distort their consciousness and memory, and saw that things were going smoothly.

As a result, suddenly, the situation suddenly changed, and the dream created by Ye Qiu suddenly turned dark.

The dark wind blew, and all the high-rise buildings in front of them changed. They were replaced by severed heads one by one. They were placed on flags, with their eyes open and their hair fluttering in the wind.

Rows of familiar heads formed a square formation, almost filling the entire space, and it was impossible to see the end at a glance.

Among them was the head of the newcomer - Lan Xiaye. Her face, which was still somewhat unfamiliar to Ye Qiu, had long since lost its vitality. Her eyes were open blankly, as if she was very disappointed with Ye Qiu, the leader.

Even though he knew it was all fake, Ye Qiu still felt his heart palpitation subconsciously.

The overly rich and pungent smell of blood made Ye Qiu's heart tighten and she could hardly breathe. She kept telling herself: It's all fake. It's all used by the enemy to confuse her in order to counterattack her consciousness.

"Is it really fake?" Snake Girl smiled delicately and swung her snake tail as she swam out from the row of heads. The rustling sound of the snake's tail and the uneven ground added a bit of chill to the scene.

She was holding a young head in her hand and stroking it gently.

Ye Qiu recognized who this was at a glance.

He Haozhuang, her comrade who had fought side by side for three years, had blocked fatal blows for her, and she had saved his life several times.

It should be said that everyone on the battlefield is like this. They are close relatives who are not related by blood to each other, and they are beings who can give each other their backs.

Even though Ye Qiu kept hinting that everything was fake, she still felt huge grief.

My heart seemed to be mixed together, and it was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

She didn't know what the situation was like on the battlefield outside, whether He Zhuanghao was really dead, or how much the comrades she regarded as family had suffered.

Ye Qiu felt extremely anxious and urgent.

But she said coldly: "It's all fake. My powers are dreams. Do you think you can deceive me with this? Ridiculous!"

She Ji laughed again, she laughed very loudly, her mouth opened and she looked up in laughter, looking at Ye Qiu with pride and pity, "Ye Qiu, didn't you see that your comrades were dead, did you have a nervous breakdown and go crazy? He couldn't accept the truth of their death and even lied to himself that it was an illusion. Hahahahaha, it really made me laugh. "

"Whether it's an illusion or not, won't you know if you touch this head?" As she spoke, She Ji threw the head in her hand to Ye Qiu without hesitation.

Ye Qiu subconsciously caught it, and the real and cool touch made her heart beat wildly. When she met He Zhuanghao's dull, gray eyes, memories came back to her brain one after another.