A Psychiatrist's Bizarre Game Journey / Dream of the Mist

"Magic Piercing Cannon!"

While her opponent was engaged in close combat and unable to make any significant dodges, Zhou Ke'er suddenly retracted the Jade Trace Sword into her backpack, allowing his spiked arm to pierce her abdomen. Immediately, Zhou Ke'er grabbed her opponent tightly with one hand and aimed her other hand directly at his chest, instantly concentrating most of her spiritual power into a single strike, unleashing a skill whose power increased with the amount of energy consumed.

Zhou Ke'er immediately used a strategy of exchanging injury for injury; how else could she inflict harm on the other party?

The pure white light exploded directly in Zhou Ke'er's hand. At such close range, even if the opponent tried its best to dodge, it was obviously impossible for it to avoid this attack since it could not move instantly.

"boom!"

An extremely loud bang suddenly exploded, followed by a ringing in everyone's ears, as if the world had lost its sound.

Long Aotian's eyes narrowed slightly. Only now had he finished reading the skill bar, and he whispered, "Blood Barrier!"

Immediately, a dark red barrier, large enough to cover the entire room area, was instantly deployed around him, sealing off the area. People outside could not see what was happening inside, and people inside could not escape—unless the barrier was broken directly or Long Aotian was killed.

"You're really something else!"

A voice, as if distorted and burned by the shockwave of an explosion, came through: "To actually neglect our inherent power and instead learn human tricks, is truly putting the cart before the horse!"

As the smoke cleared, the scene became clear again. The king was charred black, and even half of his body had disappeared without a trace. Zhou Ke'er was not much better off. At such close range, she had also taken a large part of the damage. Her hand, which had been used to cast the skill, hung limply and was dry and charred.

Immediately following was a nauseating rustling sound. Something began to writhe and churn beneath the king's charred body, bulging out rapidly as if about to burst forth.

Zhou Ke'er immediately shouted, "Long Aotian! What are you standing there for!"

The instant Zhou Ke'er spoke, Long Aotian had already taken a step forward and charged towards the king. "I know! I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know when to strike!"

The thin sword formed from congealed blood pierced straight into the king's head, which was already missing half of its length, emitting a slight "sizzling" sound as if it were being corroded. Clearly, Long Aotian's blood had a corrosive effect.

However... although the attack was not late, and could even be described as timely, it did not cause much damage to the opponent.

The king's charred body exploded, and fragments of his limbs fell to the ground, still emitting wisps of black smoke.

There was no blood left in its body, so naturally there would be no blood splattering.

After discarding this physical body, a humanoid figure formed from black mist appeared where he had been standing. However, this humanoid figure was also violently churning and changing, clearly transforming into a non-human form.

Its voice rang out: "What a nostalgic feeling—to use my own body again after so long! See? All your attacks are useless against me! Quickly abandon your meaningless human body and fight me with your true form—that way, I can devour you more effectively!"

At the same time, Zhou Ke'er's charred arm was gradually healed and returned to normal under the influence of a black mist.

After all, they were all beings who could be mistaken for the same kind by the other party. Zhou Ke'er's body had long been transformed into strange and bizarre states by evil forces, and what she just experienced was merely a minor injury.

"Hey, don't ignore me! Do you think I'm weak?!"

Completely ignored, Long Aotian couldn't help but roar in anger, his body bursting with blood once again, transforming into countless blood spikes that pierced into the black mist.

"No, this thing doesn't even have a physical form. What's the use of stabbing it with a cloud of black mist? Set it on fire, explode it!"

Seeing this, Zhou Ke'er immediately reminded her.

"This kind of attack is useless against me!"

At the same time, the black mist suddenly extended a tentacle-like object and lashed out at Long Aotian.

Without hesitation, Long Aotian lightly touched the ground with his toes and instantly retreated: "Who said I only intended to stab him with blood? What harm could that possibly cause?"

After saying that, Long Aotian snapped his fingers.

Immediately, an explosion came from within the black mist, and corrosive blood burst open inside his body, splattering everywhere and even leaving many corroded marks on the floor.

"Is this all you can do? You're too weak, too weak!"

But the black mist didn't seem to be greatly harmed; instead, it continued to condense and eventually formed a solid form. "You and your power make me laugh!"

The black mist eventually transformed into a figure as tall as a person, resembling an octopus standing on its tentacles. However, its body did not seem to be made of flesh; instead, it felt as if it were composed of matter far more extensive than our universe itself, something utterly unknowable and indescribable. Its pupils, hidden among countless tentacles, seemed to shimmer with the hidden starry sky and the deep sea.

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676. Arriving

Damn it, what the hell is this thing...?

Even Zhou Ke'er felt a momentary dizziness when she saw the monster's true form, as if something invisible was trying to enter her mind at that instant.

Fortunately, Zhou Ke'er was protected by some kind of evil spirit, and she returned to normal in the next second.

Long Aotian let out a muffled groan, his body swayed slightly, and he staggered before barely managing to steady himself. The barrier formed by blood blurred for a moment.

Zhou Ke'er raised an eyebrow, wary of the other party, and said, "I didn't expect you to abandon the king's body so decisively... Although you may have forgotten in the heat of the moment, even if you get rid of us, you won't be able to use this identity to rule the country anymore, right?"

But the octopus-like monster wasn't alarmed at all. Instead, it answered in its strange, eerie, and muffled voice, which seemed to come from the distant stars or the bottomless ocean: "That body is almost unusable. I've long been prepared to let it 'die naturally' after a while and then transfer it to its offspring. This is just a matter of time."

Just then, a knock came at the door, followed by a deep, resolute male voice: "Your Majesty, I just heard some unsettling noises coming from here. I wonder if Your Majesty has encountered any danger?"

Zhou Ke'er narrowed her eyes and turned to look at Long Aotian—she thought Long Aotian's barrier could block out sound! How could it have attracted people over? That was too fast. No wonder he was a guard in the royal palace.

As for why there were no hidden guards or nearby guards, Zhou Ke'er guessed it was because this guy was very confident in his own strength and did not want his true identity to be discovered by others. Therefore, he had most of the palace's troops guarding the place that was pretending to be the king's bedroom, while he himself stayed here quietly.

For a moment, the two people and the monster inside the room fell silent. Even the octopus monster stared wide-eyed at Long Aotian. Not to mention Zhou Ke'er, even he thought that this so-called barrier could block sound and did not think that anyone would come. Otherwise, he would not have fought so recklessly.

Long Aotian looked embarrassed and shrugged helplessly. What could he do? Not all barriers could block sound. No matter how you looked at it, blood couldn't block sound!

Zhou Ke'er pondered for a moment, then pointed to the barrier, shook her head at Long Aotian, signaling him to dispel the barrier, and immediately shouted, "An assassin is trying to kill His Majesty! Come and help!"

He had just used the maximum power of his right double pupil to glance at the guy outside for a split second, and this time he was absolutely certain that the situation wouldn't happen again, like before when he couldn't see through the king's true identity.

Long Aotian immediately understood Zhou Ke'er's meaning, and snapped his fingers. The blood barrier then transformed into countless drops of blood, which surged back into Long Aotian's body.

Upon hearing Zhou Ke'er's shouts, the people outside were naturally taken aback. They stopped worrying about why there was a woman's voice inside and, with the mindset of "better safe than sorry," immediately kicked the door open and entered.

All of this happened so fast that the octopus monster couldn't even react. In its preconceived notions, it still thought that Zhou Ke'er and the others were afraid of being discovered by the palace guards. It never expected that he would actually shout out on his own, causing the guards to break down the door.

The door to the room was suddenly kicked open, and a fully armored male guard burst in, followed by three other guards.

As soon as they entered, they saw the octopus monster—but they didn't look directly at it. Zhou Ke'er had already used a thin layer of evil energy that could distort vision to some extent to block their view the moment they broke down the door. Otherwise, if they had looked directly at this thing, they probably would have gone crazy.