Zongman: Please stop destroying the worldview!

"Hahahaha, you may sound ruthless, but the countless cracks in your heart have already betrayed you.

It's been a while since I last saw you, the steamed lamb you've been thinking about day and night."

Black fog gathered, and a plate of steamed lamb appeared on the ground.

The evil spirit's gentle voice couldn't hold back any longer:

",,,,What is the dish you are most reluctant to part with?

No, I know you still have more ties that you can't let go of, and now they will all return to you - let's meet again, what you think in your heart:

Steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, braised pork, braised duck... No. What is this? So your obsession is eating? Well, parting with delicious food is still a regret in this world. Indulge in the long-lost appetite——"

The black fog illusion spread dishes all over the ground, making the supernatural scene look like a banquet kitchen.

Chen Mo watched the evil spirit work in vain for a long time, and finally couldn't help laughing:

"Sister, I have a protective spell on my mind. Conventional mind reading can only read the recipes I wrote. If I don't remind you, do you think I'm going to have a full banquet here?"

The gentle voice turned into a furious howl:

"Die, die, die, die! Shattered by the betrayal of the people you love most!"

Chen Mo thought about it. If it were someone else, being summoned by the phantoms of their long-lost lover and friends would be very uncomfortable, and being attacked by them would be extremely painful.

The more extreme ones might even allow their loved ones to be killed while standing.

But now the scene of roast ducks and braised ducks gathering towards him was really not intimidating at all. Chen Mo casually waved his sword, and all the moving roast chickens and roast ducks were turned into ashes by the flames. With another stroke, the small barrier was shattered.

First, the victim's mind is read, then they are enveloped in an illusion of reuniting with lost loved ones and friends. After their will has completely given up resistance, various means are used to seize their soul. The production level of this evil spirit barrier is honestly very good, with a large scope and a standardized structure, but it is not impossible to break it.

Not to mention his extraordinary strength, as long as an ordinary person with a strong will can reject illusions, evil spirits will have no way to deal with him.

-

Chen Mo's figure flashed and he appeared in the place where the black fog was the thickest, which was where the evil spirit's body was.

An exceptionally refined barrier had formed here, transforming an empty room into a wedding hall with a mix of Chinese and Western styles. Pushing open the door with the words "Eternal Fate" inscribed on it, one could see an infinitely extending wedding corridor, with faceless guests sitting on both sides.

Countless faces with tears and blood grew on the walls of the wedding, and each one repeated the same words.

"do not go."

At the end of the corridor, sat the evil spirit's true form - a ghost bride in a faded white wedding dress, a tattered veil on her head, and her hands entangled with countless red threads, but these red threads had long been rotten and stained. The fate between people was once imagined to be a red thread, but the twisted fate, like the stained red thread, only brought pain.

There was no face beneath her veil, only a mouth that kept opening and closing, repeating all the last conversations before parting.

"Child, you must grow up healthy."

"Please, don't leave me, okay?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really can't stand it anymore"

"Nice to meet you, see you tomorrow!"

“You are the one who needs practice the most.”

“I’ve never had fun playing in a band.”

Seeing Chen Mo coming, more mouths opened on her body, emitting a humming resonance sound, chanting a mantra like a monk preaching:

"What is the pain of separation from loved ones? When the things you love are broken and scattered, there is no greater joy than the joy of knowing someone new, and no greater sorrow than the sorrow of separation from your loved ones.

Inside and outside the family, brothers and wives, all love each other, but when the family is destroyed and robbed, they are separated. Father is in the east and son is in the west, mother is in the south and daughter is in the north. There is no place like home. They become slaves and cry out in grief, their hearts are cut off, and they are in the dark and there is no chance of seeing each other again.

This is the suffering that cannot be relieved, this is my intention, this is my name, this is - love and separation."

"I see, this evil god is quite stylish."

This evil spirit has quite a name. Given this name, it seems the evil god drew inspiration from the Buddhist teachings on the seven sufferings of life, creating a powerful evil spirit with seven attributes: birth, aging, sickness, death, resentment, separation from loved ones, and the failure to obtain what one desires. This kind of personally created evil spirit is surely several notches stronger than its less intelligent brethren.

Chen Mo observed the evil spirit's form and frowned: "This is a bit troublesome."

One end of the red thread was tied to her hand, while the other end spread out and connected to the hearts of all victims. Each succumbed soul was tied to the evil spirit, trapped in the illusion of eternal reunion, and absorbed into the power of the spell released by the evil spirit.

It is not difficult to destroy this evil spirit violently, but the spell it releases has connected to the minds of all residents in the building. After forced destruction, the victims will inevitably be hurt, and in serious cases they may even suffer amnesia or even a mental breakdown.

As if noticing Chen Mo's concerns, the evil spirit no longer flinched and stretched out its hand to him from a distance. The faceless guests in the corridor also turned to look at him:

"Why are you running away?"

Their voices were like wedding bells mixed with death knells.

"Stay here,,,,,, and we will never be separated again."

Chapter 39: Playing cards is not easy

This is a story from a long time ago. When Chen Mo was in high school, his greatest way to relax was to play cards with a few buddies in the dormitory. Among them, a guy nicknamed Lao Yi left a particularly deep impression on him.

In a game of Magic, Chen Mo drew a card, struck an exaggerated pose, and said:

"Hoho, Old One, my mana supply far exceeds yours, and now my most powerful creature is in my hand! Cheers!

I pay twelve mana and summon my 10/10 Primal Hydra with trample! Its stats will double next turn!

Lao Yi showed a devilish smile and threw down a card: [Counter Spell]! Your summon is invalid.

Chen Mo: No!!! My Tamashi! It doesn't matter, I have other thugs. Summon the most powerful and invincible green creature, the [Giant Bloodmouth Dragon]!

Lao Yi: [Essence Dispersion], also cured.

Chen Mo: You can counter this? Damn, then I'll draw a card, cast the spell [Take from Tomorrow], draw a card—

Boss 1: [Mystical Negation], counterattack spell, no draw allowed!

Chen Mo jumped up and said, "This Hanged Man is just here to counter my moves. He has no situation or cards of his own. How do you expect to win?"

Lao Yi pushed up his glasses and proudly replied, "Winning or losing at cards is not important; what's important is interacting with the other person."

Then Lao Yi was pinned to the bed and beaten by his roommates who had suffered greatly from him.

-

The painful emotions of hundreds of victims were channeled along the red thread into Aibieli's hands. Its dozens of mouths chanted the incantation at an accelerated rate. At this rate, within ten minutes, all the victims' souls would be sucked into its body. Such a strong emotional force was enough to elevate this evil spirit to a whole new level.

However, Chen Mo would definitely not let it do as it wished.

Chen Mo kicked the ground hard, and his explosive speed turned his figure into a stream of light. The Skyfire Sacred Judge in his hand drew a black and red sword mark in space, neatly cutting off the faceless guests in the path.

The wedding corridor stretched out, but its speed was far inferior to Chen Mo's. Black and red sword marks crisscrossed, reducing the flower girls surrounding the wedding seat to ash. In a flash, before Aibieli could react and retract his hand, Chen Mo appeared in front of him and grabbed it.

"Want to shake my hand? Come on, [Draw Magical Power]"

-

Draining Magic

Costs 2 blue mana

Unknown source

Type Instant Spell

Negate target spell and gain mana equal to its cost.

Note: Perhaps you haven't heard of the law of conservation of energy?

-

A faint blue light shone, spreading from his palms across his entire body, ultimately flowing along the red lines that stretched across the entire barrier. Wherever the blue light touched, time seemed to flow backwards, completely erasing the evil spirit's influence. The bridal chamber barrier flickered twice and vanished. The red line connecting the victim's heart vanished, and even the dark energy that permeated the room, illuminated by the blue light, was drawn back into the evil spirit's body.

Only the negative emotions accumulated by Aibieli through painstaking efforts in creating the environment were not wasted. The blue vortex attracted and filtered them, eventually transforming them into colorless pure mana and sending them back to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo: "I received two mana points, not a bad loss. I never thought I would be the boss now."

Aibieli stood there for a moment, then suddenly let out a shrill howl, lunging at Chen Mo. It was no wonder he was so upset; the barrier attack had drained most of his energy. He was about to succeed in his evolution, only to be interrupted mid-flight, losing all his emotional energy to the enemy. Who could tolerate that?

Its fingers extended their sharp nails and slashed towards Chen Mo, but Chen Mo dodged the charge by simply turning his body. The black and red sword was as light as a dagger in his hand. He turned around and cut off the head with one sword, and then slashed it diagonally into the body of the evil spirit with another sword.

The runes on the Holy Judge of Heavenly Fire lit up, and the firepower increased. Flames rose to a height of more than ten meters, and Ai Bieli's pale body was burned and expanded by the flames, exploding and turning into burning fragments.

Then the entire barrier began to burn, the black mist rose and melted, and the silent streets were filled with daily noises once again.

This time the evil spirit attack ended.

-

"To be honest, counterspells are really useful."

Chen Mo returned to the Mage Tower, muttering to himself, carrying his greatsword. Although he was caught off guard this time, fortunately the problem was resolved in time. The affected residents probably just felt that they had an unreal nightmare and the impact was not significant.

But when he pushed open the door, he found that he had forgotten something—Xiangzi was slumped on the ground, with slightly red eyes, obviously having cried for a while.

Chen Mo paused for a moment, considering whether to tell the truth about the evil spirit attack or to lie to get away with it, when Xiangzi stood up and asked in a choked voice:

"So, you really can do magic?"

Chen Mo was confused: "Yeah, didn't I tell you, I'm a planeswalker.

Unfortunately, an evil spirit attacked just now, and you might have been hit. I will ask Bruce to wake you up."

Xiangzi lowered his head and grasped his other arm with one hand: "It makes me look like a fool."

"what?"

"nothing."

The air was filled with awkwardness. Chen Mo was a little confused about what Xiangzi meant. Was he stimulated by the illusion of love and separation?

Xiangzi hesitated for a long time before finally speaking: "Will you leave now?"

Chen Mo: "No, it will take at least three months to leave."

"Three months?"

Chen Mo: "Yes, I signed a rental contract with A-Long for at least three months. I can't move out immediately after I make money.

My friend has helped me so much, I can’t make his job difficult. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?

",,,,,,,"

Suddenly, Xiangzi's spirit returned to him. She turned her head away and answered stiffly:

"Nothing, you are free to go wherever you want. Good night."