Mystery: Who has seen my brother?

Chapter 189 Illusion
In Backlund, blue skies and white clouds seemed like a luxury. A gray, hazy atmosphere enveloped this "City of All Capitals." A few rays of orange-red sunset light struggled to escape from the edge of the clouds, but were firmly blocked by the gray fog, never meeting the people of Backlund.

Eve stretched her arms and legs. She had taken a nap during the day and didn't feel like sleeping at night. She just lay in the recliner for a while, muttering to herself, "I feel like I'm going to die from lying there."

"Then don't lie down." Rarity jumped onto the table, her tail lightly sweeping across the newspaper, curving inwards and wrapping around her feet.

Eve turned around, her ocean-blue eyes looking deeply into Ruirui's. After a few seconds, she pulled up the blanket that had slipped off, turned over with her back to Ruirui, and said quietly, "Just let me get rid of it."

Ruirui's heart choked. She bent her hind legs and jumped hard, landing steadily on the recliner and standing behind Eve. She placed her front paws on Eve's arms, stood up straight, and pushed her center of gravity forward. She pressed hard with her front paws, "Get up."

Eve turned around, supported herself on the recliner with her left hand, and sat up, holding Ruirui in her arms.

whoosh-

A whistling sound pierced the air. A small black-feathered arrow, gleaming coldly, flew past Eve, then, within sight of the man and the cat, headed straight for the full-length mirror beside the living room door, where it lodged firmly on the mirror's surface.

click -

Cracks appeared at the point of the small arrow, spreading outwards, gradually covering the entire mirror. With the sound of the mirror shattering, a dark-skinned man from the plateau rushed out and punched the full-length mirror. The cracked mirror wailed under the weight, shattering under the blow, falling in pieces.

Several pieces of glass shards pierced the back of the man's hand. Blood flowed from the wound and dripped along his fingers to the ground, but the man seemed not to feel it and turned around and punched the air.

The huge fist smashed into the air, and the sound of breaking through the air demonstrated its terrifying power, but this terrifying fist never landed on the enemy once.

Eve and Rarity sat on the recliners, watching Meursault punch, kick, and dodge as he fought a non-existent enemy.

After watching for a while, Rarity lost interest and slowly looked up at Eve.

Eve also looked down at Ruirui, chuckled, reached out and patted her on the back, indicating that she should go and solve it.

Ruirui lowered her head and pulled out a bottle of orange-yellow potion from the silver medal. She pressed the bottle with her front paws and pulled out the cork with her teeth. She spat it out casually and threw the cork on the table. Then she held the bottle with her two front paws and drank the potion with a "thump thump thump" sound, and placed the remaining open empty bottle next to Eve.

Warrior potion can temporarily enhance the user's strength. The power enhanced by the warrior potion made by the demigod is enormous.

"Meow-"

Rarity jumped onto the table, crouched low, and swept her tail across the surface.

"Meow!"

A sharp cat cry was heard, and the black cat tensed its hind legs and kicked hard, leaping lightly in the air and crashing straight into the tall plateau man. It bit his collar, pressed his chest with its two front paws, and threw him to the ground with great force.

A sharp pain came from his back, and Meursault was immediately angry that he had accidentally fallen down during the battle. He supported the ground with one hand and wanted to get up quickly, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he seemed to be pressed down by something and could not leave the ground at all.

Meursault's rich combat experience allowed him to detect something unusual in an instant. He stared closely at "Sherlock Moriarty", observing his every move, looking for an opportunity to escape.

Suddenly, "Sherlock Moriarty" rippled like a red moon in the lake and shattered into tiny drops of water. Not only that, the surrounding furniture damaged by the battle also shattered. The whole room seemed to have turned into a lake. At this time, an unknown existence was throwing stones into the lake, breaking the reflection on the lake surface.

Everything vanished and reconstructed before Meursault's eyes. When the ripples faded, he saw the intact room and Sherlock Moriarty sitting on a recliner, a black cat standing on top of him, pressing him down. The only thing that remained unchanged was the full-length mirror by the living room door. His figure was reflected in the shattered surface, cracks running through him, slicing his reflection.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands suddenly grabbed his heart. Meursault's whole body stiffened, a drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead, his lips trembled slightly, he opened his mouth, and after a long time he uttered a word, "...illusion..." A very powerful illusion.

He was completely unaware of the existence of the illusion. All the touches and scenes of the battle just now were extremely real.

In an instant, Meursault understood that the ambassador had seriously underestimated the other party's strength. This was not an ordinary person at all, but a very powerful extraordinary person. He had no ability to kill the other party.

Meursault clenched his fists and watched the other person walking towards him step by step. The sound of the approaching footsteps hit his heart like a heavy hammer.

Eve lowered her eyes to look at the plateau man on the ground and waved her hand to signal Ruirui to let him go.

After years of getting along and having a tacit understanding, Ruirui could easily understand what Eve meant even without any words. She released her front legs that were pressing down on Meursault, kicked off with her hind legs, and jumped to the ground.

Meursault stared at the man in front of him, his body remaining in the same position.

Eve said nothing, but looked back at him with a smile.

After a long time, Meursault supported himself with one hand and stood up from the ground.

"Please sit down," Eve extended her right hand and made a "please" gesture, motioning Meursault to sit on the sofa, and asked, "Tea or coffee?"

Meursault couldn't understand the other party's purpose, but he shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Neither of them."

He disliked neither coffee nor black tea. In his opinion, these so-called decent drinks were not as good as wine and liquor.

Eve chuckled and said, "Maybe you want some wine." Then, he turned and walked towards the wine cabinet.

Klein didn't store much alcohol at 15 Minsk Street, just a few bottles of red wine and beer as decoration to add a touch of life. Eve took a look, took out a bottle of Southville beer, and placed it in front of Meursault.

Meursault was a little surprised and reached out to take the wine, but suddenly retracted his hand when he was about to touch it. He raised his eyes and glanced at Eve secretly. Seeing that she was still smiling politely, he retracted his gaze, hesitated for a few seconds, and reached out to take the wine.

After taking the wine, Meursault looked at the wine in the bottle silently. Eve ignored him and turned around to make a cup of black tea for herself. For a moment, the only sound in the air was the crisp sound of porcelain colliding when Eve made tea.

Eve took a sip of the black tea with a rich aroma.

Meursault looked at the person sitting opposite him for a long time, then grabbed the bottle and slammed it against the edge of the table. With a "bang", the bottle cap opened.

“Ton ton ton—”

Meursault grabbed the bottle with his right hand, tilted his head back, and said "thump thump thump" to the bottle mouth. The light yellow wine quickly disappeared in the bottle.

"boom!"

As the last of the drink disappeared into the bottle, Meursault slammed the empty bottle down on the table with such force that it made a loud thud.

Eve put down her teacup, looked up at Meursault, and asked, "Who is the messenger?"

(End of this chapter)