Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 152

The angrier the mirage became, the more people ran away in terror.

The so-called god should be a bright and warm place of light that can make grass grow and orioles fly and flowers bloom in the world, not this dark and twisted monster that appears with strong winds and blizzards!

No one wants to believe that the main god they once worshiped can be such a terrifying thing.

The moment the faith collapsed, the power that the mirage had drawn when it was sealed began to flow away crazily, and its size also became smaller and smaller until it shrunk to about two meters high - which is the size of its body.

This dream was created because of it. Logically, it should be the pinnacle of this world, invincible, and no one or thing can disobey its will.

However, the dream owner's will was so strong that he suppressed and sealed the dream after it was created. With its ghost power, he could only achieve the status of a demigod.

This dream gave it too many first experiences, the first time it couldn't control the dream owner, the first time it tasted pain, the first time it couldn't change its form, and was despised by the mortals it created...

The mirage, which was hurt both physically and mentally, became angry and screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I'm going to kill you all"

It floated in the air, its pale fingers hooked into claw-like shapes, and it swiped at the crowd of people on the ground. A large black mist suddenly appeared and quickly dispersed towards the area it had crossed.

“Jiejiejie—go to death—all to die—”

The black hole under the cloak grinned into a bottomless abyss, and let out a creepy grin, but the laughter stopped abruptly before it lasted long.

I saw countless small fireballs shooting into the black mist like lightning. The mirage was caught off guard and had no time to react. It watched as the mist of its clone was scattered and swallowed up by the hot fireballs.

"How could..." It was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the source of the fireball, which was the Fire Phoenix standing proudly on the altar.

Next to Huo Fenghuang was Jiang Fuyuan, who was dressed in red and so gorgeous that all the colors in the world would be dimmed.

The mirage was flashed by the dazzling light that burst out from her body. For a moment, her eyes only felt stinging and she didn't dare to look any further.

It was born in the darkness, and its instinct is to fear all lights, but when it thinks that this is just a dream, it has no reason to be afraid of an illusion in a dream.

Thinking of this, Mirage looked at Jiang Fuyuan again.

After looking at it, it realized that this person was not just an illusion. She had a strong will that was not inferior to that of the dream owner. She was a living person who was pulled into this dream by the dream owner.

It said that if a human being in an illusory dream world dares to go against it, which is half a main god.

If it were a living person, it would be easier. No one wants to be implicated by others. As long as she can be used for herself, it can be merciful and let her out of this dream world.

With this confidence, Mirage lowered his eyes and said arrogantly: "Get out of the way."

Jiang Fuyuan raised her eyelids: "You give in as you say. Why?"

Mirage narrowed his eyes: "Just because I am the main god of this world, your life and death are all under my control."

It floated to the sky above the Temple of Heaven with its hands behind its back, showing the appearance of a high-ranking god: "If you obey, I will let you return to the world and become a human again. If you don't obey..."

Jiang Fuyuan frowned: "Sure enough, you are the culprit of this dream."

Mirage snorted: "I am the creator, or you should call me the God of Creation."

Jiang Fuyuan suddenly realized: "Oh, a creation god sealed in a dark corner."

The mirage's face suddenly turned sinister. Although it was true that it was sealed, when the pain was revealed in front of it, the stinky woman in front of it was really impatient.

In this case, let her stay in the dream forever.

A thick black mist condensed in the palm of his hand, determined to kill Jiang Fuyuan.Deaths in dreams will be synchronized to reality, including those who are killed, those who die of illness, those who starve to death... Various ways of death are reflected in the body, but there is only one such thing as sudden death in dreams, and no one will know it. The work of mirages.

Even the deceased himself will think that his life has expired and will not complain in front of the ghost.

It obviously regarded Jiang Fuyuan as an ordinary person who was implicated. In its eyes, the woman in front of it was just affected by the dream setting. She had an extra pair of wings. She was frail and could not carry her shoulders or resist. The face is pretty good-looking, probably influenced by the dream.A woman like her can only find a sense of existence in dreams if she grabs a lot of them in reality.

Just when the mirage was about to strangle Jiang Fuyuan directly, Chi Xinsu stepped in front of her.

"Cizhan be careful!"

The memory in his mind told him that the humanoid monster in front of him was the supreme god of the world, with powerful magic power that could destroy the world and turn his fingers into dust.

Affected by his memory, Chi Xinsu could feel a terrifying sense of oppression when facing a mirage, like a small ant with a big rock hanging above his head, which could smash him to pieces at any time.

But even though he was instinctively afraid, he still had to stand in front of Jiang Fuyuan. He wanted to protect her.

The mirage blinked, confirming that it was another poor man who was pulled into a dream.

Weak as a small fish, not worth mentioning.

It looked mockingly at the man standing in front of Jiang Fuyuan: "You want to die first? I'll satisfy you."

After saying that, it flicked its finger at him out of thin air. Chi Xinsu didn't even have time to say a word, and was directly carried away by the invisible force.

As he flew out, the fire phoenix followed Jiang Fuyuan's thoughts and immediately flapped its wings and flew towards Chi Xinsu. Unfortunately, it was a step too late. Chi Xinsu drew a parabola and hit the statue standing in the middle of the Temple of Heaven.

With a sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The fire phoenix immediately spread its wings and covered him to prevent the mirage from striking out again.

The mirage withdrew its gaze from Fire Phoenix, turned to Jiang Fuyuan and sneered: "You want to protect him? Don't worry, I don't mind sending you on the road together."

Just as new black mist condensed in its palm, Ke Xuesheng flicked his wrist, and the long knife was like a light meteor dart, carrying a fierce wind and attacking the black shadow in the sky.

He was very annoyed. This guy kept talking to Lai Lai for a long time. He was disrespectful to Little Phoenix and even boasted that he wanted Little Phoenix to go on the road with Shadow Guard.

Is the Lord God great?Can the Lord God mess with the Yuanyang score?
What qualifications does that idiot Chi Xinsu have to go on the road with Little Phoenix?It's him, Ke Xuesheng, who wants to go!
The long knife was in front of us in an instant with a huge force, but the mirage did not dodge, and sneered as it waited for the long knife to strike into the air.

It is a mirage and a ghost, and mere cold weapons cannot harm it at all.

But this time it was wrong. Under the premise that it was motionless, the long knife accurately penetrated its shoulder, and even made a squeaking sound when it entered the flesh.

Mirage:! ! ! ? ? ?

"how is this possible……"

It looked down in disbelief at the half-length long knife that shone coldly on its shoulder, and then looked gloomily at the owner of the long knife—Ke Xuesheng, who was standing behind Jiang Fuyuan with an angry look on his face.

The familiar feeling of oppression came over me.

The mirage was shocked, he was the dream master!

Jiang Fuyuan was confused by its operation, and murmured in confusion: "Why doesn't it avoid it?"

Ke Xuesheng snorted coldly: "Who knows, maybe he has a masochistic tendency and likes the feeling of being beaten."

Jiang Fuyuan clicked her tongue: "They love killing and being tortured. Why are these villains so perverted? Can't they be more normal?"

Ke Xuesheng pointed out the important point: "Normal people can't be villains."

The mirage was ridiculed by two people even after being stabbed:...

(End of this chapter)