Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 680 Thrown Out, Caught
"No matter how many times I get hit, I won't die. Gradually, I won't even feel the pain anymore, and my strength is constantly increasing! I'm unbelievably strong now!"

Jackson was tattered and disheveled, but his arrogance was high, and his roaring almost never stopped.

As Jackson plummeted into the bottomless abyss with no end in sight, his integration with the gray tree branch rapidly approached an extreme point.

Zheng Fan squatted on the eaves of a building fragment, looking down at him: "I haven't seen a better sandbag than you yet."

Jackson leaped towards Zheng Fan, only to see Zheng Fan raise his fist. The sound of gears turning suddenly accelerated, and the punch, delivered after Jackson's attack, dented Jackson's face, sending him flying backward.

Crystals and ash branches exploded, weaving a huge network in the bottomless pit, and Jackson was running and moving across it.

The sound of drizzling water came from his ears, and Zheng Fan noticed that everything around him showed signs of crystallization.

Various properties were crystallized and then disassembled and separated. The ability left behind by that illusion was enhanced to a considerable degree by the gray branch, and it was no longer limited to the condition of causing damage to take effect.

With a kick that shattered the crystal, Zheng Fan's figure collided with Jackson once again.

From being completely used as a punching bag at the beginning, Jackson is now able to withstand Zheng Fan's every move.

Bang!
In the second round after the initial resistance, the head and body were once again separated by the red line, and then the head was carried away by a black earthworm.

But Jackson's headless body swung its arms again, the gray branches lashing fiercely, whipping up dark green crystals that swept towards Zheng Fan.

The moment the crystals were bound together by the woven gray branches, a large amount of mixed qualities suddenly burst out from the crystals and poured onto Zheng Fan's body.

Boom!

As fingers pluck the red thread, a gentle and soothing melody flows through the model structure outlined by the red thread, dissolving and absorbing all attacks.

“This downward spiral isn’t sustainable,” Zheng Fan said, stretching his hands out in front of him and clasping them together.

Another hallucination suddenly burst forth from Zheng Fan's body, the vortex in his head expanding wildly forward and backward, abruptly piercing through the surrounding murky gray as he fell.

The intersection of black and gray forms a crossroads.

There was no lifting, but the falling motion of the two ended abruptly. Zheng Fan released his hands and put them back into his trench coat pockets. His body shuddered, and he landed on the invisible ground in a casual standing posture.

But Jackson wasn't so carefree. Just like a wild beast chasing Zheng Fan, a sudden "landing" caused him to kneel down in front of Zheng Fan, his head hitting the ground.

"Ugh! You actually want me to bow my head and even kneel down!?" This was what Jackson cared about most.

“I didn’t do anything to you, you just lost your balance and knelt down,” Zheng Fan said with a laugh.

"Ah? Really?"

"Yes Yes."

"That seems to be my fault! But I'm still so angry! Die!" Jackson suddenly raised his head, his entire face except for one eye was replaced by twisted gray branches that wrapped around Zheng Fan.

The bark's texture became visible, and a powerful impact slammed back, sending Jackson flying.

Zheng Fan shook off the gray dust on his body, glancing at it with his grayish-white eyes: "Strange trait, but it doesn't seem to have much effect on me. I'm still too naive and fragile."

That being said, he can tease Jackson now, but he can't kill him.

The representative of the dark world can only be killed deep within the dark world. Where is this guy supposed to go to kill him?

so troublesome.

Just then, a spiked ball was thrown from Jackson's hand at an unprecedented speed. Zheng Fan raised his hand and slapped the spiked ball away, but the arm that touched the ball was immediately crystallized.

"Hahahaha! Got it! Good shot! Great throw! Keep going... throw!" Jackson raised his hand again, and another spiked ball flew over at an unusual speed.

Zheng Fan used his crystallized but not yet shattered arm to defend himself once again.

boom!
It's broken now.

“You’re dissecting yourself and throwing your parts out… It really sounds like something a madman like you would do.” Zheng Fan understood his actions.

“I can’t beat you if I don’t do this! This broken gray branch is useless to me, I might as well just tear it down and throw it away! Didn’t it hit you? Huh!?” Jackson shouted as he buried his head and continued smashing.

Boom! Boom! Bang!
Disassemble the powerful and symbolic parts of yourself, condense them into simple and brutal crystals, and throw them out to inflict the most basic kind of destruction.

It was a foolish act of self-harm, but in the current situation, it had a surprisingly effective result.

Fancy tricks won't beat Zheng Fan; you have to fight with everything you have!
Zheng Fan's body was covered in crystallization, and no matter what power he used, he could not stop the spread of these highly concentrated crystals. Green and gray crystals filled this gray-black crossroads.

Jackson gripped the crystals that had formed on his body.

The dusty, disheveled boy picked up a dirty stone from the ground and threw it at the people ahead who were mocking him.

As the "stone" slipped from his grasp, his memories began to slip away like sand from a broken hourglass.

Oh no, it seems he accidentally dropped something very important.

Memories from the past kept flooding my mind, only to gradually crumble and blur. ...Whatever, the past is irrelevant; it can't be used to feed me now! Isn't discarding it just perfect? ​​Using my own memories as ammunition actually makes it more effective! That's a good thing!
The primary objective now is to defeat this monster in front of us!

Boom boom boom——!
After a barrage of crystals, Zheng Fan didn't have time to shatter; he was almost completely assimilated by the surrounding crystals and turned into a human figure within them.

Click...

His eyes darted around, his expression still a half-smile as he looked at Jackson.

"Damn it, you said I'm having a hard time, but aren't you even more troublesome than me?" Jackson was speechless. He had dismantled himself into an inhuman form, relying almost entirely on the gray branches to replace his body's functions. Even so, it seemed that he still couldn't effectively let the crystal explode and kill Zheng Fan.

However, the opportunity has indeed arisen; we must strike him decisively as soon as possible…

Jackson's thoughts were only fleeting, the creaking of the wood filling his mind. Even though Gilly had sacrificed himself to give Jackson a chance.

But Jackson himself extracted and discarded his memories, thoughts, and consciousness one by one. Gray Branch naturally wouldn't let go of such a free opportunity.

【Do it! 】

A consciousness that did not belong to Jackson suddenly took over the body and pounced towards the Crystal Forest in front of him.

Bang! Crash!

The crystals shattered, and the fragments fell like rain, like fragments of stars, dazzling and colorful.

But the form of that being, which should have already been crystallized, changed in "Jackson's" eyes.

She transformed from a man into another woman she had seen before. Her face bore scars from the hallucinations, an unsightly yet deeply etched mark.

Even though there was nothing behind the mark, it could still sense the aura emanating from the woman.

very suitable.

Unlike Jackson's carefree struggle, this woman's is far more profound and complex...

If she can accept me...

boom!
Lin Yilin stretched out her finger, a smile blooming as she revealed her white teeth, her eyes slightly narrowed, and a section of her fingertip covered with a layer of shiny black scales.

Black branches burst open from Jackson's body, wriggling like earthworms, the vibrations penetrating deep into his marrow, reaching the roots of the gray branches.

These earthworms aren't here to help turn the soil.

Jackson's body collapsed, and under the stain of black, gray was easily covered.

This illusion then began to dissipate, signifying the irreversible collapse of the source.

Jackson felt himself starting to fall again.

Perhaps it was the backflow caused by the surrounding crystalline fragments that briefly restored his ability to think, and his first thought was: Today seems to be a really unlucky day...

At that moment, his falling body was caught.

His small body struggled to support him, his emotions a complex mix.

"Little Thorn... Little Thorn..." There was nothing more to do, nothing more to recall. The fact that everyone could still utter this name was enough.

The stabbing killer gently laid him down and reached out to grasp his hand: "I knew I shouldn't have trusted you."

As she said this, she slowly lay down and fell next to Jackson.

Jackson mechanically muttered "Little Thorn," and the two figures quickly faded into the blackness below.

"I am 'Jili,' which means good fortune. Maybe I can bring you some luck."

Suddenly, a string of unfamiliar words popped into my mind, as if it were the earliest greeting I received from some being in the past.

So, has my luck finally turned around...?

……

Lin Yilin stood outside the door leading to the laboratory in the basement. The secret laboratory behind her was collapsing, and she held a piece of gray twig in her hand.

"Does this count as helping to destroy evidence?" she asked, glancing back at the scene.

In her mind, Lin Yilin said, "We've obtained the main intelligence. As for verifying it from other angles, that's not difficult either. We'll follow the clues and find all the related parties. Even if Modish controls half the sky, he can't possibly take care of everyone. Let's leave these to the handling bureau."

"You're getting bolder and bolder. I haven't even come looking for you yet, and you've already plunged headlong into that crystal that kills you on contact and come looking for me... What if you get caught in the crossfire?" Zheng Fan controlled Lin Yilin's body and led her away, scolding her as he did so.

"Because of you," Lin Yilin said calmly. "If I want to find you, I'm sure I can, and if I do find you, you'll definitely catch me, won't you?"

"Heh..." Zheng Fan couldn't help but laugh out loud, then replied, "Yes, I caught it."

(End of this chapter)