Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 690 "Support" Arrives

"Holy crap! What's the point of fighting like this?!" Bai Wucang's face was still ashen, but Bai Qiangwei exclaimed out loud.

So why did the Prism Force target Luo Ye so many times before? This is the reason: when you're doing something big, suddenly a powerful figure appears that you can't handle. You have to avoid her in everything you do, and if you get caught, you can only accept your bad luck.

It could even very likely end the game directly.

At this moment, Luo Ye held a long sword in his hand, clearly a hallucination, from which the red lightning originated. Shouldering the sword, Luo Ye said, "Central Leader, although most people only see you as a political mascot, you've been quietly helping yourself achieve the awakening of the Lamplighter. Using the Lighthouse would definitely be discovered, so you used ancient methods to stimulate yourself?"

"Lord Luo Ye, we have no conflict of interest, please let us leave. We can discuss future compensation later." Bai Wucang lowered his head slightly, speaking in a humble tone.

Luo Ye raised an eyebrow: "There is indeed conflict. The incident you caused has had a significant impact on many of my friends."

"Friends?" Bai Wucang frowned.

“Yes, friends. Although it’s mostly boring, it becomes interesting because of my friends. Because of them, I can like this city a little. If they don’t like it, I will lose interest in it too. As the culprit that makes me lose interest, I won’t let any of them get away with it.” Luo Ye’s tone was surprisingly gentle, but his domineering nature remained unchanged.

After the words were spoken, there was a moment of silence, and then it was as if a strong wind blew by, and the shadows of flower petals suddenly appeared in the air.

"What are you babbling about?! If negotiations break down, just take action..." Before White Rose could finish speaking, Red Lightning burst through the exploding flower and slashed down, leaving a bloody gash on White Rose's chest.

Lightning seeped into her body, and amidst screams, White Rose quickly allowed the illusion within her to take control of her body, thus avoiding being killed by Luo Ye's blade.

Bai Wucang, standing to the side, immediately began to visualize again.

Compared to most lamplighters, his inner world, though simple, was exceptionally profound, even to the point that he, as a lamplighter himself, felt overwhelmed by it.

However, once unleashed, its destructive power is extremely strong, and as far as he knows, it differs from the more specific mental imagery unfolding of most lamplighters.

Therefore, he usually releases his mental images only briefly when necessary, and then retracts them, which is also to save his energy.

However, when facing Luo Ye, he kept his word.

Must go all out!

The complete mental image unfolded, and a thick white force pressed outwards. Luo Ye raised his sword to block at close range, and the spreading lightning was suppressed back onto the sword until the white force collided with the sword, pushing Luo Ye backwards.

Lu Chongming had just stood up when Luo Ye flashed to his side and kicked him away: "Go back to your own spaceship and stay there."

Okay, he was rejected.

Swah——

A sea of ​​pure white roses covered the floor of the corridor where they stood, and one could feel that this sea of ​​flowers was encroaching on all the space it covered.

The efficiency wasn't particularly fast, but White Rose's illusion was as if it had completely altered her life form. She had sacrificed clear consciousness and spirit in exchange for extremely strong expansiveness.

Even when Bai Wucang's mental image unfolded, it could not stop the expansion of the sea of ​​flowers. In fact, despite being an illusionary realm, it was able to erode the mental image in turn.

But none of that matters. As far as the current battle is concerned, even if Bai Qiangwei is just sucking Bai Wucang's blood, at least when facing Luo Ye, she can still achieve the effect of one plus one equals two.

Luo Ye vomited out the red scythe, and then flames roared up.

One hand wielded a long sword that roared like thunder, while the other held a sickle that sparked with fire.

“Normally, people like you who can barely be called experts would hide away and not even give a second glance. But when the time comes, you are forced to show yourselves.”

With a laugh, Luo Ye twisted his waist and abdomen, assuming a spinning posture.

Boom!

The lightning and fire intertwined to form a massive vortex, which rushed towards Bai Wucang at an extremely fast speed. Bai Wucang barely caught a glimpse of Luo Ye's movements, but did not attempt to defend himself because it was impossible to block it.

We must fight back with all our might!
The white fist unleashed thousands of impacts in seconds, fiercely confronting the sweeping storm. The collision caused petals to flutter, and the sea of ​​flowers simultaneously joined the all-out siege of Luo Ye.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Luo Ye exerted force with both hands again...

His mind trembled violently, and Bai Wucang spat out a mouthful of blood. A mournful cry, like that of a woman, echoed from the sea of ​​flowers.

How can someone, without mental imagery, without illusions, without logic, without supernatural inspiration, without perfect synchronization with illusions, and without emotional power, be able to bathe amidst the interplay of mental imagery and illusions, and even turn around and completely devour them...!
“You’re still somewhat useful, so I won’t kill you…” Luo Ye looked at Bai Wucang’s body, which was bleeding profusely, tilted his head and said, glancing at the sea of ​​flowers around him, “I hate flowers.” The sea of ​​flowers suddenly rose up and swallowed Luo Ye whole.

Immediately following was the swing of the scythe, and flames formed a large claw that slapped away the sea of ​​flowers, then crushed a large area with a single squeeze.

"I've actually done some research on this kind of illusionary realm recently," Luo Ye said casually, standing amidst the flames, his scythe trembling violently.

"A normal illusionary realm is formed by integrating and expanding upon certain illusions as its core. Speaking of which, since my body carries too many illusions, is there perhaps some commonality among them?"

The mournful cries in the sea of ​​flowers were about to turn into screams.

Bai Wucang, carrying the lantern, swayed precariously as he struggled to his feet and assumed a fighting stance, showing no despair despite the vast difference in strength. Even as a political mascot, his ability to silently endure the ancient method of stimulating and awakening the lantern bearer speaks volumes about his willpower.

And before us, Luo Ye, the Illusionary Realm is activated.

Centered on the fiery red scythe in his hand and extending outwards from his body, the dissipating sea of ​​fire was imbued with a deeper meaning. After being filtered through Luo Ye's body, a masterpiece of violence, the flames transformed into an even more savage symbol.

The demon of lava rose behind Luoye.

Bai Wucang and Hua Hai made a final, futile resistance, while Luo Ye raised his scythe and lightly slashed down, accompanied by the Lava Demon's claws striking down.

boom!
A corner of the Thousand Corridor was engulfed in flames, attracting the attention of some people.

Lu Chongming has returned to the Golden Iron Pot and is piloting it to directly support the Bureau of Investigation and Control in its fight against the Prism Force and the Seed of Light.

In a three-way battle, the one who tries to mediate will inevitably suffer.

"I can understand if the Bureau of Handling Affairs just stays put or chooses to join one side, but choosing to oppose both sides is really incomprehensible." Several Seeds of Light worked together and easily dealt with a team of Bureau of Handling Affairs, saying with some disdain.

The remaining members of the handling bureau who had not yet fallen gripped their weapons tightly and did not give up.

"Let's not even talk about your weak strength. In terms of the most basic number of people, even if you mobilize desperately, it's still not as good as the manpower reserves that you've accumulated over the years."

As they were talking, the skies over various regions of the capital began to ripple. Under the watchful eyes of many, enormous super spaceships revealed their magnificent forms in the air.

The Wave Army is back.

At this critical juncture, they returned with the power they had been frantically plundering abroad during this period.

"It seems the gap in numbers is about to widen again." The Seed of Light glanced around, then turned back with a smile.

"We still have too few people... Even with the agency, it's far from enough, not to mention individual skill and equipment..." the bureau staff member said breathlessly.

Was it indeed a mistake to step forward at this time?
Phew—boom!
A fingertip nuclear bomb suddenly appeared and detonated directly on the Wave Army's super spaceship that had just returned to Dadu.

The explosion was shocking, the super spaceship teetered on the brink of collapse, and countless people were thrown into a panic.

"Warning! The high-energy reaction is not over! Those explosions were not merely for killing! Much of the explosive energy was converted into a ritual! A ritual to violently shatter the barrier! The nuclear bombs were merely summoners!"

Behind the Pure White Society, scholars quickly realized something was wrong and hurriedly sent out intelligence that reached the ears of the Seeds of Light and the Lamplighters.

With countless eyes focused on it, a huge hole was blasted open in the super spaceship in the sky.

The first airship emerged from the cave, followed by a sudden burst of figures who swarmed out like ants from a colony, rushing towards the super airship. A series of explosions followed!
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The Wave Army on the super spaceship sounded the alarm.

"What is the enemy!?"

"The enemy is people... no! These are... corpses!"

Clad in golden armor, the Undead King stood aboard a slowly departing airship, his crimson eyes devoid of joy or sorrow. Just as before, he silently surveyed the vast capital city, which was now perhaps even smaller than its small Undead City.

I had been here once before, but this time my purpose was different.

"Let me see... Is the Eternal City truly eternal?" A hoarse, deep voice echoed through the sky.

(End of this chapter)