Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 676 A Mysterious Love Story in a Fantasy World (Part Two)

Spiky balls flew everywhere, while the turtle-man moved with incredible speed, leaping and bounding. In the open space, the spiky balls' bouncing ability couldn't be utilized, and for a time, the super-fast turtle managed to dodge them all.

“Troublesome…” Gilly muttered.

"Don't rush." ​​During the battle, Jackson's confidence swelled, and he even turned around to reassure Gilly.

Jackson slammed his palm down, sending up a large amount of broken rocks around him, and swiftly sent them all hurtling towards the turtle-man.

These flying objects don't even require the turtle-man to dodge; they can't hurt it at all.

However, considering the other party's possible intentions, they remained cautious and avoided all contact.

“Now’s the time!” Jackson smirked and tossed out a barrage of spiked balls.

The spiked ball suddenly began to bounce, and all the fragments he had just thrown out became springboards for the spiked ball, forming a three-dimensional space that instantly surrounded the turtle-man.

After dodging several projectiles with difficulty, the turtle-man finally couldn't keep up, and a spiked ball pierced its arm.

"It's over," Jackson said confidently, casually flicking his sparse bangs.

Gilly's ability is such that if an injury is inflicted, the target will rapidly and irreversibly crystallize and then disintegrate.

He could already see the dead turtle crystallize and then shatter.

Although he was fast and cautious, that was all he was capable of. Among the opponents he encountered after joining the Central Committee, he was not even worth mentioning...

Click.

Jackson suddenly heard an unusual sound coming from close by.

The source was... his own arm!
He abruptly raised his left arm, his eyes widening as he stared at the arm where the skin was beginning to crystallize and sprout thorns: "What!?"

In contrast, the turtle seemed to be mimicking his actions, raising its left arm, which had just begun to crystallize, and then returned to normal.

“Even without my abilities, your reactions are still quite slow,” the turtle-man said slowly.

slow--

"Jackson! Its ability is 'Slowness'!"

"Idiot! Watch out!"

Two voices passed by his ears in quick succession, but he only "heard" them now!?
Slowed down? Even if he becomes slowed down, why does Gilly's ability turn around and hurt him?

The turtle was indeed injured, but unless it possessed extraordinary regenerative abilities and could sever its own arm, it would have been unable to escape crystallization. The turtle, however, directly erased the invincible crystallization process.

Panic hallucinations... Distorted reality...

It must have... covered... my... thoughts... with this...

Bang!
Without feeling pain, even when his body was pierced by the sharp spines on the turtle and he was brutally beaten, Jackson felt absolutely no pain.

The absence of pain is simply the most basic and essential application of dullness.

I've vaguely heard that pain is the fifth vital sign of the human body. The concept that extends from this ability to easily deprive people of vital signs is obviously unusual.

Stab it!

Bright red spikes sprouted from the ground, halting the turtle-man's further pursuit of Jackson. The turtle, without hesitation, immediately turned and attacked the piercing killer.

The stabbing killer managed to get up and hold on for a brief moment, but it was too short. The surrounding crowd had evacuated too quickly, and as a serial killer, he couldn't kill anyone. The ability to become sluggish was, aside from anything else, quite effective against serial killers. Those bastards in the handling department would rather deliver a head to a turtle than give her one, and even if they were to give her one, it would only be when she showed signs of collapse.

This was to balance the power between her and the turtle, keeping them locked in a stalemate and at a loss.

They achieved their goal to some extent.

This place is now almost a no-man's land; she can't get supplies, and the turtle's panic power has stopped responding... Hmm? Wait, how did this turtle recover so quickly?!

This shouldn't be the normal course of events!
Bang!
The turtle continued to be pierced, but the wound disappeared quickly. The next moment, although it felt nothing, the injury appeared simultaneously on the piercing killer's body!
Painlessness is a form of slow death, and the transfer of harm is one aspect of this concept.

Although it doesn't feel slow at all.

"I hate murderers who use pain to stimulate emotions; it's so evil," the tortoise said in a compassionate tone. Then, it pushed its hands forward, and several spikes on its body separated and flew towards the murderer who had no way to avoid it.

Phew!

Unable to react, the stabbing killer stared wide-eyed at Jackson, who was dragging his heavily wounded body in front of him.

"Fool...you said you like me, are you serious?" The stabbing killer was somewhat stunned.

“…I’ve liked a lot of girls, I’ve said that to every single one of them, but I was serious about each and every one of them.” Jackson pulled the thorns off his back, his voice slightly muffled.

Because he didn't even know if he was speaking; he was just moving his mouth based on his feelings.

"You've really seen through me. Even an illusion that just popped out of nowhere dares to speak to me like this." Jackson turned to face the turtle man, and emerald green vine patterns appeared on his body.

Dark green flames blazed fiercely on his body.

"This is……"

This instantly reduced the sluggishness that had been applied to Jackson.

Then, Jackson raised his hand and delivered a chop to the air.

Stab it!

Like a bolt of dark green lightning tearing through space, followed by a series of crisp sounds, dark green crystals rapidly spread, climbing up the turtle's body guided by the lightning. "This...!" The turtle immediately mobilized its power, but its expression changed drastically.

Unshakeable!

“I’ve crystallized your dullness too.” Jackson’s voice overlapped with another voice, which was naturally Gilly.

"It's not too difficult to analyze your part once you spend some time getting familiar with it."

“Evil…how evil…the power of…we are of the same kind, why won’t you accept the painlessness…”

"Shut up! I already said! How am I supposed to make a bastard like you feel pain if it doesn't hurt?!" With that, Jackson stepped forward, raised his fist, and slammed it down hard.

He retaliated by beating up the turtle that had attacked him while he was in pain.

They beat him to death.

"Phew... That feels good. I must look incredibly handsome now. Every girl will fall in love with me."

“You’re hopeless, you idiot,” Gilly sighed. “There’s something on that turtle. Don’t let your guard down.”

"Huh? Is this ever going to end? What did I even come here for?" Jackson said impatiently.

"It's definitely not about picking up girls."

After a brief argument, the world before them, centered on the turtle's corpse, suddenly began flashing with alternating black and white gibberish, as if some kind of error had occurred. After flashing repeatedly, the gibberish condensed into a gray… twig.

"I see..." Gilly smelled the scent emanating from it and suddenly realized, "They sent you here to take it away!"

"What the hell?"

Just as Jackson was still bewildered, the stabbing killer flashed by and grabbed the gray branch.

“Hey, that thing is obviously unsafe, let it go!” Jackson shouted, but his concern was directed at the stabbing killer.

"Are you stupid? This is a good thing. Only with it can I become real!" the stabbing killer roared.

"what?"

"I'm a fake!" the stabbing killer waved his small hand.

Jackson looked at her with a complicated expression.

The stabbing killer turned his head away: "I'm just a recurring image in this loop, but it's the core of this world... If I have it, I can get out of here."

“I’m very touched,” Jackson suddenly said.

"what?"

"Right now, I feel a sense of emotion, as if a two-dimensional character has suddenly come to life."

"Are you really an idiot?"

“I’m serious. I’d be happiest if you came back to life. But I have to tell you, that thing is extremely dangerous for you. If you gave it to me, I could make you real, but you definitely couldn’t do it yourself!” Jackson said earnestly.

"You think you can make me give up just because of your words? That turtle suddenly became so powerful because of it!"

“Look me in the eyes, I’m serious! Trust me!” Jackson’s eyes widened.

The stabbing killer trembled as he stared at the man in disbelief.

How can someone so incredibly capable have such a erratic mind?

When he gets serious, he can instantly defeat that troublesome turtle, but now...

Geely thinks so too.

It's hopeless that its best host is not suitable for it.

He watched as the paper doll came to life, and now he actually chose to let this paper doll, who was set up as a murderer, trust him and give up a powerful key item just because of a single meeting.

Whether the serial killer believes him or not is irrelevant; what matters is that he seems to have great faith in this fictional serial killer.

Forget it, let's prepare to seize control of Jackson's body directly later, in case this murderer really does ambush us.

After a long standoff, the stabbing killer gradually calmed down.

"Are you serious? You idiot."

"I was serious."

"Hopeless."

The stabbing killer stepped forward and handed the gray branch in his hand to Jackson: "Then I'll trust you."

auspicious:???
Seriously, you actually believe that?! This guy's a mentally unstable, sexually repressed pervert!

Are you one of them? Are there really people who like Jackson?

Geely isn't the only company that thinks this way.

Zheng Fan and Lin Yilin, who had just arrived, thought the same thing.

This was indeed a powerful and special illusionary realm—they were actually witnessing such a magical scene!
(End of this chapter)