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

"You're pushing your luck, aren't you!"

Zhou Ke'er was half annoyed. He was just weak, what could he do? If he was so capable, why didn't he let him cultivate for hundreds of millions of years?

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851. The gears continue to rotate.

"Wait, there's one more problem—you just came to find me like this, so openly and casually... really?"

Zhou Ke'er suddenly seemed to realize something and quickly asked, "You're stopping time here, are you sure that guy won't notice? Your time stop definitely won't interfere with them, right?!"

Renault opened his mouth: "Ah...it seems so..."

"I give up! Then hurry up and get out of here! Hurry up and get out of here! It's good that they just found out you were here, but if the whole plan is leaked, we're doomed!"

Zhou Ke'er hurriedly shoved Renault away, "Get out, get out! The longer you stay here, the more this plan will fall apart. Don't make things worse!"

Renault rubbed his temples in exasperation. "Alright, I understand. The influence of this trait of yours is far too powerful. I never expected to fall for it without even realizing it. Enough said, I'll leave now."

After saying that, Renault quickly left the place again through the spatial rift, his back view giving the impression of fleeing in a panic.

"What a piece of trash! What kind of strategist is he? He's just a complete idiot with a low IQ..."

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but complain, "With a leader like this... do you really think this plan can succeed?"

"It's definitely not going to work! You've backed out, haven't you? If you've backed out, then hurry up and do it yourself. I don't want to be the one to stick my neck out!"

However, the time stop ended the moment Renault left. The witch who had been pushed forward by Zhou Ke'er had obviously heard the last half of Zhou Ke'er's sentence and thought that Zhou Ke'er had changed her mind, so she excitedly responded.

Zhou Ke'er revealed the flamingo's signature expression—squinting her eyes and saying, "I wasn't talking to you, what are you so happy about?"

"What are you muttering about?"

The witch loudly complained.

Zhou Ke'er frowned and threatened in a menacing tone, "Hey, you're getting tough with me now, aren't you? Do you want to turn into a tentacle monster?"

It's unclear who the villain really is.

(Zhou Ke'er: I am who I am, I am who I am!)

Finally, the demon who had been stuck outside the door for two whole chapters burst in, shouting angrily, "Who was that guy who just threw stones at me?! I could kill you a thousand times over!"

Zhou Ke'er immediately pointed to the witch standing at the front and answered loudly, "Sir! It's her! This is the one who did those things!"

"You fart!"

The witch's eyes widened, and she immediately pointed at Zhou Ke'er, "It wasn't me! It was him! I'm just an ordinary, weak witch, how could I have such power! Believe me! Believe me!"

Zhou Ke'er blinked, and then a black mist suddenly appeared on the witch's hand. Before anyone could react, even the demon was bewildered as the witch and Zhou Ke'er were passing the buck to each other—after all, he really didn't expect this to happen, it was shameless!—the witch waved her right hand.

"Snapped"

A crisp sound rang out.

The witch stared blankly at her palm.

The demon stared blankly at the witch's palm.

Zhou Ke'er pointed excitedly at the witch and shouted, "Hey! Did you see that? She slapped you in the face! She provoked you! Now you believe me, right? She did it! She not only lied to you, but she also made a fool of you!"

"You bastard! You insulted me!"

The demon was furious, his anger flaring up instantly. He clenched his fist and slammed it down on the witch, yelling, "Die! You damned insect!"

Zhou Ke'er beckoned behind her back, and the witch, while letting out a terrified scream, casually reached out again and gave the demon a hard shove, slamming his face into the floor and creating a large crater.

"My house! My lab equipment! My medicine!!"

The witch immediately let out a mournful cry.

"Damn it! You bastard! You tricked me!"

The demon struggled to pull his head out of the hole, roaring furiously, "I am the third general of the demon army! How dare you insult me ​​like this! How dare you!"

Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, the black mist once again enveloped the witch's right foot and stomped on his head, pushing it back into the hole in the floor.

"Aaaaaah, my floor! It's all collapsed! It's going to collapse! I don't have the money to repair the house! Please, have mercy on my house!"

The witch screamed, letting out a lament born of poverty, "You can do whatever you want, but can't we go outside and fight?"

"Damn it! You're mocking me?! You think I'm not as difficult to deal with as your house?! Damn it! Don't be so smug! I'm the third-highest general in the Demon Army!"

The demon suddenly reached out and grabbed the witch's right foot, then roared in anger.

However, at this moment, Fies, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and said in a cold voice, "Stop."

The demon's initial rage was suddenly abruptly dampened, as if doused with cold water. His mind cleared instantly, and he instinctively looked at Fies.

At this moment, it was noticed that, without anyone noticing, two horns appeared above Fies's head, and his face seemed to overlap with another face.

"Royalty...why is royalty here?!"

The demon was terrified and immediately forgot about the witch. Although he had never seen such a demon in the royal family before, he still knelt down before Fies: "Greetings... no, I don't know why you are here?"

Zhou Ke'er was also somewhat surprised. She carefully examined Fies's face, feeling as if she had seen it somewhere before, giving her a very familiar feeling.

If you add the two horns on top of its head...

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Zhou Ke'er's mind—hey, isn't this the demon princess, Luo Ye'er, from that large-scale event module before?! Zhou Ke'er remembered that she died at his hands, so how come she's resurrected now? And resurrected in this place?

"Disgraceful, get out of the battlefield."

Fies—or rather, Loyal—had her eyes instantly swallowed by darkness. She spoke coldly to the demon, who immediately felt a chill run through him from head to toe, as if he had been electrocuted. He dared not say a word and hurriedly got up from the ground, fleeing the place in a panic.

Luo Ye'er ignored him and slowly turned his gaze to Zhou Ke'er.

Sensing something was wrong, the witch looked around and immediately buried herself in the hole that had been smashed in the ground, pretending to be dead.

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852. Zhou Ke'er, why, why are you hiding from me!

Of course, Loyal had no intention of bothering with that poor witch anyway.

She simply turned her gaze to Zhou Ke'er.

Zhou Ke'er gave a barely perceptible twitch of her lips. She hadn't expected that the debt she owed before would come knocking on her door again, which caught her completely off guard.

However, to say it would pose any threat to him wouldn't be accurate; frankly, it would just be an awkward situation for a moment. If the other party insisted on "revenge" and wanted to completely destroy Zhou Ke'er, then Zhou Ke'er would have no choice but to kill her again.

There was no other way; these were necessary sacrifices.

"Do you want to kill me again?"

A misty black fog settled in Luo Ye'er's eyes, and bluish-purple patterns gradually spread across her skin, making her appear both alluring and terrifying. She didn't move, but simply stared straight at Zhou Ke'er, as if she could see through what Zhou Ke'er was thinking, and slowly spoke.

It is a question, but it is expressed in a declarative tone.

Zhou Ke'er pursed her lips. "Why do you say that?"

"..."

Luo Ye'er did not answer Zhou Ke'er's question. Instead, he remained silent for a while before asking another question: "Should I hate you?"

Zhou Ke'er nodded: "I deceived and killed you, so of course you should hate me."

"That's how it should be."

Loyer lowered his eyes slightly, "Then should I kill you? Should I take revenge?"

Zhou Ke'er nodded again: "Yes, that makes sense."

"But... why am I unwilling to do it?"

A dark mist enveloped Loyal, and she looked at Zhou Ke'er with her pure black eyes: "I should hate you, and I should kill you. But I can't do it—what did you do to me?"

“I did nothing. I didn’t resurrect you; you should ask the being that resurrected you—whether He did something.”

Zhou Ke'er answered very seriously and gave advice.

"..."

Luo Yeer remained silent, seemingly dissatisfied with Zhou Ke'er's answer.

However, the black mist had begun to gradually dissipate, and her appearance was gradually returning to Fez's face—clearly, she didn't have much time left to maintain this form.

Even so, she didn't say anything more, but just stared at Zhou Ke'er.

However, at that moment—a sudden change occurred.

A deep and profound spatial rift appeared without warning, and then a blood-soaked hand struggled out from it.

The sleeves of the robe, torn to shreds and reduced to half, were a dark red color at the ends, making it impossible to discern their original hue.

Soon, a disheveled figure, soaked in blood, staggered out and slowly, limping, surveyed the area around him.

Almost immediately, his gaze was fixed on Zhou Ke'er, and it never wavered.

"pat, pat..."

Fresh blood dripped continuously onto the ground, making a crisp sound, but quickly became viscous.

He slowly dragged his broken body toward Zhou Ke'er, extending his bloodied right hand toward her. His once dull eyes blazed with fervor, hope, and disbelief, as if he feared it was all just a distant, unattainable dream.

"Lan... Yanran... Lan..."

A hoarse, almost imperceptible voice squeezed out of his nearly completely worn-out throat.

This guy is... Mo Bugui?!

How did it become such a miserable state?

Nyaruko said she helped Zhou Ke'er get rid of it, is this how it was handled?

At this moment, Zhou Ke'er quickly realized that Mo Bugui's eyes were completely dim, as if he had long been unable to see. The so-called shimmering light on them was just the last bit of spiritual energy he used to observe his surroundings. Therefore, the Zhou Ke'er in his sight was not the real Zhou Ke'er, but merely Zhou Ke'er's "spiritual energy".

That's why he was able to immediately recognize Zhou Ke'er as "Lan Yanran".

Don't touch him!

Suddenly, Luo Ye'er moved and disappeared from his original spot, instantly appearing between Zhou Ke'er and Mo Bugui. The remaining black mist rose again, as if baring its fangs and claws to assert its dominance.

But Mo Bugui seemed not to see Luo Yeer at all, and continued to stagger towards Zhou Ke'er, "Why... can't I catch... Lan Yanran, Lan Yanran—why, why are you hiding from me?!"