Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 91 Hounds, Strange Cats, and Birds
The man who was speeding on the road on a motorcycle looked back to confirm that he did not seem to have caught up with his target, so he slowed down slightly.

He used his cell phone to make a call: "I encountered the Red Line Killer that was rumored before. His strength is stronger than expected. I tested it with the current Tyrannosaurus Rex. The dinosaur is not strong enough."

"Did you get away?"

"It is said that the killer's tracking ability is very strong, so I evacuated as soon as she realized my presence. The distance was very far to begin with, so she should not be able to catch up."

"Come back immediately."

"clear."

The man hung up the phone, and suddenly, the Compsognathus clinging to his shoulder turned its head and looked up and screamed.

"What's wrong?!" The man immediately became alert.

The expression of the Compsognathus actually revealed human-like fear, and then it turned its head to look behind the man and screamed.

The tiny claws tore through the man's clothes and scraped into his flesh.

But the man was obviously more concerned about what the Compsognathus saw.

Could it be... some kind of deep hallucination!
Is the Red Line Killer actually related to hallucinations? !
When he realized this, the man couldn't help but feel panicked, but he immediately forced himself to calm down.

It doesn’t matter. It’s a high-depth hallucination. Although Compsognathus can see it as a split of the high-depth hallucination, he himself cannot touch it.

No matter how powerful the other party is, he can't do anything to you in reality!

If a highly profound hallucination cannot find a "window", it would be extremely difficult to even do anything to disturb the mind. However, he has another clone with a highly profound hallucination in his body, which will not be so easily affected.

"Remind me of the other party's movements. Don't describe too much, just tell me the direction." He said to the Compsognathus in a deep voice.

The Compsognathus was unable to calm down and let out a long, sharp howl.

The hurricane howled and the rain was blown into a mess.

A huge figure suddenly appeared above the man.

A terrifying wingspan, a protruding crest, a sharp and straight mouth, a giant Quetzalcoatlus.

"What are you doing! Put it away!" the man shouted hurriedly, not understanding why the Compsognathus reacted so violently.

If there is something chasing you, wouldn't it expose your whereabouts if you distort and shape such a huge target?

The Compsognathus climbed directly onto the man's head, completely unconcerned about what the man said. Its pupils kept dilating and shrinking as it stared intently behind it.

From the man's invisible perspective.

A group of black birds flew in the air like sharp arrows, piercing through the rain curtain. A group of black mad dogs and black cats with saliva dripping from their mouths were rushing towards the man at an alarming speed.

Those gray eyes that showed no emotion or anger were so conspicuous in the rainy night, like ghosts.

Their movements were quietly terrifying, even for the Compsognathus that could come into contact with them.

The Quetzalcoatl flapped its wings and swooped down towards the black bird in the sky.

The next moment, a shrill scream was heard from mid-air.

The man had just accelerated because of the sense of urgency brought by the Compsognathus. When he heard the scream, his body trembled. He glanced at the rearview mirror of the motorcycle and saw an unforgettable scene.

The huge Quetzalcoatl was pierced repeatedly by an unknown entity in mid-air and was beaten into a sieve on the spot. Then its body was torn into pieces.

Indescribable terror swept over the man's body as the fragments of the Quetzalcoatl fell to the ground.

The Compsognathus called out again, and a group of Velociraptors appeared in response. They immediately sprinted past the man's motorcycle and headed towards the pursuers behind them.

The man stared at the rearview mirror in a daze. The Velociraptors collided with the unknown entity and were either torn to pieces on the spot, thrown to the ground, or had their necks twisted or their heads directly crushed and exploded.

More than one pursuer?
No! Calm down! Calm down!

I can't waver. No matter how powerful the other party is, they can't touch me...

The Compsognathus suddenly scratched his head with its claws and shouted anxiously as if to remind him of something.

When a galloping black hound got close to a certain distance, its mouth suddenly opened wide, with its upper and lower jaws opening and closing more than 180 degrees, and then a heavy machine gun emerged from its mouth!

The man saw this heavy machine gun without the Compsognathus reminding him.

The heavy machine gun that suddenly appeared not far behind him seemed to be carried by something, and the muzzle was pointing at him!
"Stop it!" the man shouted.

The moment the machine gun opened fire, several herbivorous dinosaurs were formed, and they smashed behind one by one to form a meat shield to block the attack. These herbivorous dinosaurs, which were made up of distorted phenomena, had strong bodies, and the machine gun's large-scale shooting could not penetrate them.

From the perspective of the Compsognathus, a black cat jumped up, opened its mouth and spit out a rocket, which directly blasted a passage through the herbivorous dinosaur's meat shield. Other cats and dogs either stepped on the remnants of the sea of fire and passed by, or bypassed and shuttled from the side roads.

Looking at the unknown pursuers who no longer concealed their identities and revealed their real weapons, the man's sweat mixed with raindrops flowed down his face.

Yes, the illusion mechanism is inaccessible, but if the illusion can produce something in reality...

The man did not dare to keep going straight, but kept driving his motorcycle in the heavy rain, making sharp turns and changing routes with great skill and courage, in order to avoid the hail of bullets and try to delay the pursuers.

The movements of cats and dogs are indeed not so perfectly coordinated. They can be easily thrown away when making sharp turns, or even collide with each other in a mess.

This was Zheng Fan's first time operating the fragments on a large scale, which resulted from his lack of skill. Otherwise, even the quality of these fragments should have caught up with the opponent long ago.

However, the problem is not big.

The Compsognathus continuously released various pterosaurs to intercept attacks from the air, which was the biggest threat to the man.

However, it was just a "signal station" and such a high-intensity attack pushed it to the brink of its limit.

Due to a moment of negligence, a black bird easily tore through the encirclement built by the pterosaur at the cost of its own life, flew over the heads of the Compsognathus and the man, came in front of them, and then threw a bomb downwards.

The man watched the bomb falling in front of him, and the Compsognathus turned his head and wanted to shout but was too late to make a sound.

boom!
A fire that could not be concealed by heavy rain ignited, and spread with a loud noise, and soon only the pouring rain was left.

The tattered motorcycle was covered in flames. When the man regained consciousness, he felt excruciating pain all over his body. Every movement made him grimace.

The blinding fire in front of him made it difficult for him to see the situation clearly, and his tinnitus was still lingering. After he barely recovered, all he could hear seemed to be the endless sound of rain.

After today, he will definitely hate rainy days.

The premise is that he has "afterwards".

The Compsognathus was dead, its slender body twisted beyond recognition, its mouth open, its eyes wide open, but it was silent.

Suddenly, the body of the Compsognathus was picked up by something.

The man blinked, his vision becoming increasingly blurry.

At the very end, before he lost consciousness, he saw it.

The black hound stared with gray eyes, watching his death quietly, and the black cat played in the fire, playing with the torn dinosaur carcass.

Ominous birds circled overhead, but were reluctant to utter even a funeral song.

Let him know that he is heading towards an endless black hell.

(End of this chapter)