I'm a villain, not a devil

Chapter 695 Trap?

In the wilderness, the dusty team was moving forward slowly.

With the speed of the aircraft Sean and his crew are riding, it should take at most ten minutes for them to meet up with this slow-moving team.

However, after walking for ten minutes, they found that the distance between them and the other team had not shortened at all.

Walking out of the cabin, Sean squinted his eyes and looked at the team still in the distance.

From what he could see, the team consisted of about twenty people, dressed like the tribal warriors in the wilderness, carrying a few technological gadgets, and each of them had guns and other items.

This is a very ordinary team. Under normal circumstances, they are probably residents of a tribe somewhere in the wilderness going to a nearby trading point to trade.

But right now this team can be seen but not touched.

Moza behind him also climbed up, took a look and asked in confusion: "Mirage?"

Sean shook his head. "No, I can still tell the difference between a mirage and a real person. Besides, we are moving very fast, so a mirage should not be visible from this position. Interesting. This is the first time I have encountered an illusion that I cannot see through."

A hint of curiosity appeared on Sean's face. After giving a few instructions, he left the aircraft and flew directly towards the direction of the team in the distance.

Sean's speed at full speed far exceeded that of the aircraft. Who would have thought that even at his speed, the team still maintained the previous distance from him.

He flew for a few more minutes in disbelief. When he burst out with all his strength, his speed exceeded the speed of sound, and hundreds of kilometers were covered in just a moment.

Nothing has changed.

At this time, the aircraft behind Sean could no longer be seen.

Standing on a slope, Sean squinted and observed the team in the distance, doubts arose in his heart.

Could it be that they had unknowingly entered a realm of illusion?
He took out a special communicator, pressed a button, and suddenly a burst of noise came out.

This is what Qi Xiaoyu, who currently lives in Paradise City, has just invented. She has found a special frequency. Under this frequency, the frequency of the etheric layer can be added to the communication method to achieve long-distance calls under the evil dome.

However, it was expensive and required special resources produced by her machine, so she has only produced a few pairs so far.

After a while, a lot of noise came from the communicator, mixed with Moza's distorted voice.

"Brother, have you found it?"

Sean replied: "No changes. There are no changes in the team you are observing over there?"

Moza said: "Yes, the distance is the same as before, no shorter or longer."

"I understand. Please stop for now."

After putting down the communicator, Sean looked thoughtful. After a moment, he stood up again, and this time his speed increased again.

An hour later, looking at the team in the distance that still kept the same distance from him, Sean's eyes flickered slightly.

Judging from the map, he was moving forward in one direction at this speed and should have left the wasteland, but now, the surrounding scenery showed that he was still in the wasteland.

"I really have entered a fantasy world... Interesting, interesting."

Sean showed some excitement. It was the first time for this expert of fraud and lies to witness an illusion that even he couldn't see through.

He no longer paid attention to the team in the distance, but landed on the ground and gently placed one hand in the mud and sand.

After a moment, Sean looked enlightened.

"I see……"

It was indeed an illusion, and the reason why this illusion could deceive Sean was because of its unique way of operating.

The entire illusion relies on the natural geographical environment, and the team in the distance attracts people's attention, thereby completing the deception without anyone noticing.

"Looking at the way this is running, it looks somewhat familiar..."

Sean searched the memories in his mind and soon discovered that this illusion was very similar to a realm he had entered before.

That realm came from the unfortunate guy who had long since died, Jehovah, the owner of one of the seven original supernatural powers, 'Chameleon'.

The most powerful domain skill among Jehovah's special abilities - the fantasy domain.

This kind of field can drag people into a spiritual space where they can freely use their imagination. However, the fool Jehovah thought he was knowledgeable, but he was defeated by a bunch of inexplicable things summoned by Sean.

It was also there that he picked up Mio Shisan again.

And now they are in this area, after carefully feeling it, they can feel a familiar taste.

Generally speaking, this is naturally different from Jehovah's fantasy realm, but the similarities can be summarized as that this is like a solidified fantasy realm - that is, they have already penetrated into the spiritual world imagined by a person or a prop.

"Thirteen, come out and take a look." Sean called.

Mio Shisan, who had nothing to do recently and had been trying to train her spirit abilities, crawled out of the small handle on Sean's waist.

As soon as she popped up, she complained: "Didn't we agree not to call me unless it's important? I seem to have found some tricks recently, and I feel like my body can undergo some magical changes! I just felt it, and you interrupted me."

Sean rolled his eyes: "You've been dead for several years. How can a weapon spirit have a hammer body?"

Mio Shisan immediately retorted: "You killed me, how dare you say that? Besides, why can't a weapon spirit have a body? I might be able to become a higher-level life form in this form in the future. It's all your fault for interrupting me. You have to compensate me, you have to compensate me!"

"Okay, okay, stop complaining and feel your surroundings." Sean said speechlessly.

Mio Shisan wrinkled her nose, but just as she felt it, she exclaimed "Huh".

"Is this... an illusion? It seems like the place I came from..."

Sean nodded. “It’s very much like Jehovah’s fantasy realm.”

Mio Shisan asked in confusion, "Didn't Jehovah die a long time ago? You used him as a sacrifice and he couldn't be deader. The Chameleon, one of the seven original superpowers, is also ineffective. The next Chameleon won't appear so soon, right?"

Sean nodded and looked around: "That's why I'm wondering why this place has the aura of a fantasy realm."

"Are you trapped?" There was a hint of gloating in Mio Shisan's tone.

Sean sneered: "The illusion that can trap me hasn't appeared yet. If it weren't for you, I would have shattered this illusion with a slap."

"I..." Mio Shisan subconsciously wanted to retort, but suddenly froze.

"You mean... let me absorb this illusion?" she asked in surprise.

Sean nodded: "Not stupid, for me, although this illusion is exquisite, it is useless. If I need it, the fox magic can create it anytime and anywhere - but, it can make me fall into it without realizing it at the beginning. The power of this illusion is outstanding, which suits you." Mio Shisan's eyes suddenly lit up: "That makes sense!"

Sean continued, "Essentially, you and this illusion are both products of the realm of fantasy, so you should be able to grasp the essence of this place and try to integrate it into your body - don't just stand there, try it."

Hearing this, Mio Shisan stopped talking and closed his eyes.

Her already illusory body became even more ethereal, and countless pale white smoke spread around her surface.

After just ten minutes, the scenery around Sean changed a little.

Those illusions that were no different from the wasteland suddenly flickered like holographic projections, and it seemed that everything was becoming unstable.

However, this kind of flash did not appear again. Instead, Mio Shisan opened his eyes helplessly.

Her delicate face showed an effort: "No, this is an illusion with a master. Although I am closer to the origin of the illusion, I can't touch its core."

Sean raised his eyebrows: "In other words, if it is ownerless, you can absorb this illusion into your body, right?"

"of course can."

Sean nodded: "Go ahead, I'll go out and take a look."

"Oh."

After Mio Shisan entered that state again, Sean waved his hand casually, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

The wasteland and the marching team in it all disappeared, and Sean was standing in a ruined building.

This place is similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum, but it is ten times larger.

Looking around, there was a foggy blue light flashing all around, and not far away, a flying vehicle was parked above the Colosseum. It was Sean and his team's flying vehicle.

Without rushing to wake others from the illusion, Sean looked around with interest.

It seemed that both himself and the aircraft were circling around the arena.

"interesting……"

The fact that Sean was caught off guard at first and was deceived by the illusion is enough to prove the ingenuity of the illusion.

However, from another perspective, the fact that Sean's mind and instinct did not issue any warnings after he entered the illusion only proves that his mind and instinct did not think that this illusion could pose any substantial threat to Sean.

It was too weak for Sean, and because it was too weak, it was difficult to detect.

After Sean realized all this, breaking free from the illusion was just a matter of thought.

"Too weak. It's obviously a good thing but he doesn't know how to use it. He can only use it in this rigid and fixed mode. The development level is too low. It's better to give it to my Mio Thirteen."

Sean smiled and looked towards the center of the Colosseum.

In the center, something similar to an array plate was slightly suspended in the air, and outside the array plate, a dozen people stretched out their hands, as if they were providing energy for the array plate.

The group of people on the periphery who did not need to take action were obviously of higher status. A middle-aged man with a mustache was lighting a pipe.

After taking a deep breath, he couldn't help but say proudly, "The momentum of this outsider is quite impressive, but in my Chen family's ancestral sky-covering formation, they can only fly around like headless flies."

He raised his head and glanced at the stopped aircraft, and at another man standing high up in the Colosseum, thinking about life.

"Oh, what can we do if we stop? Even if I give you a hundred years, you still won't be able to see through the subtlety of this sky-covering and sun-blocking formation."

Another person immediately offered a flattering compliment: "The clan leader is right. My Chen family is proficient in the art of formations. Those outsiders cannot understand the mysteries of this just by playing around."

The clan leader immediately showed a proud look: "The Chen family did not gain much in the catastrophe, but our ancestors left behind this most promising formation method, which was indeed the right choice. And these outsiders and other hidden families will not know that I, Chen Zongde, asked the Chen family to come out five years earlier just to seize the opportunity."

Chen Zongde sneered: "This world belongs to smart people after all."

His men immediately flattered him, and one of them brought him a booklet at the right time.

"Chief, we have found the identities of these people. It looks like they are from the Empire, and the man who went out of the aircraft to explore alone should be a prince of the Empire, named Sean."

Chen Zongde nodded arrogantly: "Sean? Oh, it's not a name that has any cultural heritage..."

The subordinate nodded immediately and said, "Our Chen family woke up earlier than other families. We have sent people to explore the outside world for more than three months. During this period, we found that the outsiders are just reckless and ignorant, and they don't know etiquette and morality. This Sean has a terrible reputation."

Chen Zongde smiled and said, "What kind of heroes can be born in a place like this? Oh, when they are exhausted, let the tribesmen capture them alive."

"Yes, patriarch!"

The Chen family is also one of the hidden families, and their current patriarch, Chen Zongde, thought for a long time and decided to activate the Chen family's mountain protection formation in advance, allowing the Chen family to be the first to contact the outside world.

Over the past three months, they have collected a large amount of information from the outside world. However, they are far away from the empire and the information is not complete.

But it doesn’t matter. To Chen Zongde, the imperial people are no different from the other outsiders they had trapped in the formation before.

As long as one stays in the formation for one day, the strength in the body will show signs of rapidly dissipating. If one waits another day, even Shen Hong will not have the strength to resist.

However, even if Crimson was in its complete state, Chen Zongde was confident that he could capture it. After all, he was at the peak of Crimson!

Of course, in the current situation, it is better to save as much energy as possible.

The Chen family members have already planned the ending for the trapped aircraft and Sean and others.

However, none of them noticed that the Sean they were talking about was standing quietly in mid-air, watching their every move.

"Good fellow, I brought my brothers and sisters to these small families to take advantage of them, but before I could make a move, I was targeted by these prey first? Interesting, interesting."

Sean couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Unlike the Yun family, the Chen family is obviously much weaker in strength. However, the head of the Chen family, Chen Zongde, did one thing right.

It is indeed more reasonable to come out early and contact the outside world.

However, they have been in contact for quite a long time, but they didn’t find out about the previous communication between the Yun family and Sean?
It seems that the intelligence capability is worrying...

However, if the intelligence capabilities were really good enough, they probably wouldn't have targeted Sean, the plague god.

Why do you have to look for me when there are so many people you can look for?

(End of this chapter)