S-level high-risk personality, you call this a pitiful thing?

Chapter 56: Dream Core Space 56
"Why doesn't the rule mention that Weird can pretend to be the Chosen One's voice? Isn't that a foul?"

Yu Xuande was also a little angry: "They can also directly obtain the information of the Chosen One. In this way, the Chosen One has no way to distinguish whether the caller is a weird one or our Chosen One."

Chen Li sighed, her face full of worry.

"We can't remind her, so we can only see if Lan Tong can figure it out herself... This instance is too difficult."

……

Studio

Number of people: 156737
——Was it really Huang Weiwei who called? Which live studio was she in?

—She’s at No. 9, but I just checked and she wasn’t on the phone…

——…………

——Ah? Then who called?
——Fuck, I feel chills down my spine when I read the comments
——I went to check it out too, he really wasn’t on the phone!!!
——Are the weirdos too cunning? They actually used the Chosen One’s information to disguise themselves! What should I do now?

——This is an S-rank instance, it must be much more difficult than before... I suggest you all be prepared for total annihilation...

——The Chosen Ones in the United States also received calls. I feel the routine is similar. They all pretend to be the Chosen Ones of their own country to lure people.

——Is this the first time that an S-level copy has appeared? The second time, right?
——It all depends on whether the Chosen One can tell the difference. Normal people would probably become suspicious when they realize something is wrong.
……

As soon as Lan Tong met those eyes, she felt her sight suddenly become light and fluttery.

Then, she watched the two people in the wedding photo jump out of the photo hand in hand.

There were smiles in their eyes, as if they were a newly wedded couple, their gazes fixed on each other, and the petals around them were happily intertwined.

Lan Tong wanted to step back, but she found that she couldn't move.

The couple didn't seem to have any intention of attacking Lan Tong. Instead, they started dancing in the house.

The man was tall and wearing a black suit, while the woman was wearing a white wedding dress and high heels that were red enough to look like blood.

They were like a pair of skilled dancers, with graceful movements and lively dancing styles, dancing the waltz of love in ecstasy in the warm afternoon without any accompaniment.

Lan Tong could only stare at them in a daze. She tried desperately to call Lu Li, but every time this thought came to her mind, her thoughts were immediately drawn away by the two people in front of her.

It was as if his eyes were glued to the two of them, unable to move away.

The two danced and came to Lan Tong without knowing when. They held hands and stretched out their other hand towards Lan Tong at the same time, as if inviting Lan Tong to dance with them.

Their eyes were gentler than Lan Tong had ever seen before, as if as long as she joined them, Lan Tong could stay here forever.

Stay in a trouble-free, worry-free place.

Lan Tong unconsciously raised the hand that was not holding the phone.

She had absolutely no control over her body.

No matter how my mind resisted, my body seemed to have its own consciousness and didn't listen at all.

The moment his hand held the woman's hand, his mysophobia was like tiny needles that repeatedly pierced her palms, and a disgusting, sticky feeling suddenly appeared all over her body.

Lan Tong's mysophobia became increasingly unbearable, and the anger that surged up in her head forced her to fight back and shout in her mind.

“Lu Li Lu Li Lu Li!!! Hurry up and save me!! I’m going to be sick to death!!!”

The woman's hand seemed slender and weak, but it held her tightly like an iron clamp, making it impossible for her to pull her hand back.

The body tilted slightly and was about to be dragged into the house.

The sudden dizziness displaced Lan Tong's soul from his body.

Lu Li said: "I was wondering why you didn't move for so long, it turns out you were under an illusion."

Lan Tong was gasping for breath with lingering fear, luckily Lu Li appeared at the critical moment.

"I couldn't move once those two people came out..."

Before he could finish his words, Lan Tong discovered that the two dancers were not in the shared field of vision.

The room was still the same as before, and Huang Weiwei was still urging on the phone.

"Where is there anyone?"

Lu Li said, "Just now you stood here in a daze for a long time, and you didn't respond when I called you. When I saw you were about to go in, I noticed that your emotions changed drastically for a moment. I guess you must have been under an illusion." "The illusions in this world are indeed quite powerful."

Lan Tong had to admit, "I couldn't control my body just now. I called you for a long time but didn't hear your response."

She felt that she really needed some props to release control.

"Where does the illusion come from?"

Lu Li suddenly asked: "Is it the wardrobe, or the wedding photo on the wall?"

Lan Tong had a vague feeling that Lu Li was going to do something crazy, but this time, Lan Tong voted in favor.

"Wedding photos." Beat them!

Lu Li took a look at Lan Tong's current appearance and always felt that he looked like a child complaining.

She raised her eyes lazily, her dark eyes silently focused on the wedding photo.

The two eyes in the wedding photo were staring at her.

"wait for me."

Lu Li only said this one sentence, and then fell silent.

In the shared vision, Lan Tong could only see that Lu Li's gaze was always meeting those two eyes.

On the phone, Huang Weiwei's voice gradually became more agitated.

"Help me! Why are you silent? Don't you want to help me?"

nerve.

Lan Tong cursed silently, then calmly waited for Lu Li's next move.

Lu Li stopped where he was, seemingly unable to move.

Lan Tong suddenly had an idea. Could it be that Lu Li was also under an illusion?

"Land from?"

As expected, there was no response.

Lan Tong waited for a while and found that Lu Li had not made any movement for a long time.

Could it be that Lu Li was dancing with those two people?
Thinking of this, Lan Tong felt it was outrageous but more than that, he was speechless.

“Lu Li, Lu Li? Lu Li, Lu Li! Lu Li Lu Li…”

"Bam—"

A loud bang like thunder interrupted Lan Tong's chattering.

The smell of gunpowder filled the room, but it wasn't very tangible.

The wedding photo on the wall flashed a few times, followed by several "bang bang bang" sounds!

The wedding photo was suddenly shaken off, and the successive explosions blew a big hole in the photo. The couple's bodies were blown through, and the eyes on their faces disappeared.

A few wisps of green smoke slowly flowed out of the cave, like sandalwood flowing back.

After his body resumed movement, Lu Li held his shoulders, twisted his neck, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Great, give me this dungeon, I can finish it in three minutes."

Lan Tong looked at the almost ruined wedding photo and asked in surprise: "Did you kill them?"

Wouldn’t you go crazy if you break the precept of not killing?

The air suddenly became quiet, even Huang Weiwei on the phone stopped talking.

It felt like... Huang Weiwei was also listening to them quietly in the dark.

"Shh, don't talk."

(End of this chapter)