As a villain, I really can't become stronger anymore

Chapter 291 The Fantasy of Killing (2)

The chains bestowed by destiny are shackles that entangle every living being in the Dusk Continent. They are definitely not something that can be easily broken free of.

It can even be said that Christian has not been able to cause any threat or damage to those shackles from beginning to end. Just trying to find these shackles has already incurred the punishment of destiny, and endless illusions have entangled Christian.

Countless hands and tentacles have tightly entangled Christian's body. They are wrapped around the saint's neck, thighs, waist, and arms, like poisonous snakes, twisting their bodies at will.

There were also countless strange and twisted ghosts entangled in Christian's body. They opened their mouths desperately and let out sharp wails beside Christian's ears, as if accusing Christian of the wanton slaughter before.

The sea of ​​blood near the mountain of corpses was causing huge waves. There seemed to be some mysterious and strange power surging in the depths of the sea of ​​blood. A horrible tornado suddenly sprang up on the surface of the sea of ​​blood. It seemed that one could hear the roar of a blue dragon. The next moment, the blood tornado that rushed into the sky seemed to turn into a giant python that swallowed the sky and the earth. With a heart-pounding roar, it suddenly changed direction in mid-air and rushed towards the direction where Christian was.

Shock!

Shock!

Wherever it goes, space is distorted.

Christian's spiritual space was almost unable to withstand this power and was almost on the verge of collapse.

On the other side, the corpses piled up on the ground seemed to come back to life at this moment. Their bodies squirmed, and flesh and blood fell from their bodies, leaving only white bones.

In an instant, it was a piece of white snow that could not be seen to the edge.

Countless white bones were pieced together to form a giant standing upright. Only on the huge head, in the eye sockets, there was a flashing scarlet strange light.

With an angry roar, the skeleton giant raised one of its huge arms, and its pale, huge bone claws grabbed towards Christian's slender body.

In this instant, the Bone Giant, the Sea of ​​Blood Python, and the Vortex of Resentful Souls descended almost at the same time, and Christian's situation instantly became extremely dangerous.

Killing fantasy.

Ever since Christian began his retreat and just started looking for the existence that was entangled with him, the killing illusion had already been activated.

For a month and a half, the great saint had been immersed in the illusion of killing and never broke free.

The danger of this illusion is terrifying.

At the beginning, it can barely be considered normal. After the spiritual consciousness enters the illusion, some enemies may appear to attack the target who enters the illusion.

No matter who it is, the first time they are attacked, they will instinctively fight back and kill the opponent. This is a normal situation.

The terrifying thing about the killing illusion lies in the fact that more and more enemies will appear in this illusion, and the targets who enter the illusion have almost endless magic power and physical strength, which will never be used up.

The enemies that are constantly being wiped out, the bloody and broken limbs, the blood mist floating in the air, and the wailing echoing in the ears will quietly erode the target's will.

Everyone has two sides, good and evil.

No matter how great, no matter how kind, no matter how kind the saint is, he is no exception.

The simplest manifestation of the evil side is killing.

And this kind of erosion can completely uncover and completely release the evil in the deepest consciousness of the target who has entered the illusion. Even a scholar who usually dare not kill a chicken will change under the constant erosion. He is ferocious and cruel, and will wave the rusty and bloody butcher knife in his hand without mercy.

However, this is still not the most terrifying part of the killing fantasy.

The scariest thing about the Killing Fantasy is that once you enter the Killing Fantasy and face the attack of those people with twisted limbs created by the illusion, if you don't fight back, you will be killed.

Once you counterattack, it will never end unless you kill the opponent. As the number of enemies increases, either you kill the opponent or the opponent kills you.

Once there is blood, once there is death, erosion begins.

Once the erosion begins and the evil thoughts in the trialist's subconscious are aroused, the murderous intention will become more and more intense, and more killings will be caused. More killings will cause more exaggerated erosion.

It can be said unceremoniously that once you step into this illusion, it is like entering reincarnation in the abyss of hell. It is an endless cycle with no solution at all and no hope at all.

Even a being of Christian's level would have difficulty breaking free from it.

And when the killing reaches a certain level, when the sea of ​​blood has gathered, when the mountains of corpses have piled up, when the resentful souls have become like endless purgatory, when the killing illusion determines that the tester has been completely immersed in killing and cannot turn back, then the final resort is will gradually emerge.

The sea of ​​blood, the mountain of corpses, and the whirlpool of wronged souls will all act together to completely annihilate the trialists.

Just like the scene Christian is currently facing, if he cannot withstand this wave, the spiritual space of the trialer will be completely destroyed, and his consciousness and soul will be completely crushed.

Even if the physical body is intact, it will become a unconscious vegetative state.

And a trialist who is immersed in killing and unable to extricate himself has no way to resist such an attack.

This is the punishment of destiny.

All beings who try to defy destiny will die.

However, although this illusion seems to have a certain degree of intelligence, the level of intelligence is obviously not particularly high.

Although on the surface it seemed that Christian was completely immersed in killing, and even turned into a madman who only knew how to kill, but in the depths of Christian's eyes, he maintained a slight clarity from beginning to end.

At the moment when the whirlpool of the sea of ​​blood and the mountain of corpses was stirring simultaneously, the trace of clarity in the depths of the pupils also expanded at this moment, and in an instant, the scarlet in the pupils was dissipated.

The staff in his hand was raised high.

Shine!

Although it is only a low-level forbidden spell, such a casual method is still shocking.

In an instant, a bright and dazzling white light suddenly appeared around Christian's body. The light was even hotter than the scorching sun.

Ah ah ah ah ah……

The tentacles and palms that were originally tightly wrapped around Christian's body seemed to have been poured with a pot of sulfuric acid, instantly creating layers of thick white mist.

In the smoke, you can even hear bursts of screams.

It was like meeting a nemesis. With one move, the originally dense tentacles disappeared completely. Under Christian's control, a large amount of light changed direction and blasted directly into the vortex behind.

Rumble…

There was another sound like the earth was shaking. The vortex was unable to withstand Christian's terrifyingly powerful magic power and shattered.

After destroying the vortex behind him, Christian moved without any hesitation. His lips moved quickly and his voice became a straight line. The originally pleasant voice even became sharp and hoarse at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, a four-winged angel appeared in front of Christian, dancing with snow-white wings, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other.

With a bang, the shiny shield in his hand blocked the oncoming blood python. Although the impact of this blood python was exaggerated, it was still not enough in front of the four-winged angel.

As the other hand swung the long sword, bright sword lights fell from the air like frost shadows. Poor blood python was cut into several pieces almost in an instant.

Just as the four-winged angel was summoned, Christian's lips began to move rapidly, still with that sharp and hoarse chanting voice. The speed of chanting the spell was unimaginably fast, and it was even impossible to hear what kind of spell he was chanting, not even a single syllable.

However, in less than half a second, a huge lightsaber suddenly appeared above the giant in front.

The forty-meter sword seemed extremely small in front of this super giant lightsaber.

Like the sword of Damocles, it was suspended above the head of the skeleton giant. As the staff in Christian's hand fell, the giant sword also fell from mid-air and pierced the skeleton giant directly from the top of his head.

The extended white bone claws suddenly collapsed just when they were about to touch the tip of Christian's nose.

huh... huh... huh...

Christian was breathing heavily. Although he didn't have to worry about running out of magic power in this illusion, after releasing three forbidden spells in a row, Christian felt a little tired and even felt a short-term emptiness in his body.

The next moment, the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood that had been surrounding Christian's body disappeared in an instant.

Christian's eyes narrowed slightly and he quickly straightened his body. Although he was still a little tired, he was ready for battle in the shortest time possible, looking around vigilantly with his eyes.

Soon, Christian's expression turned strange.

It is no longer the completely unfamiliar scene in the killing fantasy. At this moment, the picture that appears in front of you is even somewhat familiar.

It was a cabin.

Although it is a wooden house, after careful decoration, it looks quite good and cheerful.

Isn't that the place where you usually live?

Could it be said that she has completely broken away from the illusion?

Chapter 292

If you can completely break away from the illusion, it can be called a happy event.

Nowadays, Christian has basically given up the idea of ​​completely breaking the things entangled in his body, although Christian understands that that may be the opportunity for him to break through the legendary realm and become a master of destruction.

But the difficulty of this step is greater than imagined.

She had just experienced an illusion and was almost killed in it. In the illusion, she was indeed able to maintain a trace of clarity at all times, but that clarity had basically reached its limit. If the killing continued, this little bit of clarity might not be able to be maintained.

And this is just the beginning.

No one knows what kind of dangers they need to face if they want to break the things that are wrapped around them. With their current strength, it is too difficult after all.

It would be good to be able to leave the illusion... However, looking at the familiar cabin, Christian's brows furrowed more and more. This is indeed where he lives, but he always feels as if something is wrong.

A little too new.

You know, she has lived in this cabin for many years. The wooden boards are already somewhat rotten, and there are still traces of repairs in many places.

And none of this has ever appeared in the small house in front of her. In other words, she is still in the illusion and has not broken out of it.

I'm afraid the trouble this time is bigger than I imagined.

I just don’t know what the illusion this time is.

Pursing his lips and adjusting his state, Christian moved slowly in the small room, looking around. The sense of familiarity became stronger and stronger. The whole small house was decorated very festively. There was even a bottle of red wine and two high-heeled glasses on the desk beside the bed.

As he moved, there was even a rustling, rustling sound behind him.

Christian turned his head and looked, only to find that behind him was a pure white skirt, dragging long traces on the ground, making a rustling sound as it moved.

Looking down at himself, Christian realized that he was wearing a wedding dress.

Yes, it’s a wedding dress.

Under her feet, there is also a pair of similarly pure white high boots with a very beautiful shape. The sides of the boots are decorated like angel wings.

Christian finally remembered where the strange yet familiar feeling in the small house came from.

This is...her and Apraun Montgomery's wedding room.

Yes, back then, when they got married, the wedding room was decorated like this.

Christian couldn't help but have some doubts in his mind. Why did this illusion manifest the former wedding room? What did it want to do?

A sound of footsteps came from outside.

Christian's face changed slightly, and she subconsciously grabbed the magic wand in her hand. But as soon as her fingers exerted force, Christian immediately noticed something was wrong. There was nothing in her palm, and there was no feeling of grasping a real object.

Turning around to look, the magic wand originally held in his hand was missing.

She tried to get another weapon out of the storage ring, but the storage ring on her finger disappeared at some point and was replaced by a silver-white wedding ring.

The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer. Christian's brows frowned more and more, and then he picked up the red wine bottle on the table.

She was obviously the Great Saint of the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, wearing a pure white wedding dress, but with the bottle of wine in her hand, she turned into a gangster.

I have to say, this contrast is really quite big.

But Christian didn't care so much and just stared at the door.

Finally, there was only a creaking sound, and the door was pushed open. Then, a handsome young man wearing a gorgeous dress appeared at the door.

He is really a very handsome man, the type who can even be a popular lover. He has a tall and well-proportioned figure, a gentle manner, an elegant and noble temperament, big eyes, and a high nose. No matter how picky a woman is, it will be difficult for her to fall in love with him. Find some flaw in him.

However, Christian's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and the expression on his face became increasingly weird. This man... was Apu.

It's Apu in his youth.

Just twenty years old.

Why does this guy appear in his fantasy?

At this moment, a light pink suddenly appeared in the cabin, making the atmosphere inside the room look charming and ambiguous.

There seemed to be a slightly sweet scent floating in the air.

Christian's eyes were a little dazed, her breathing seemed to become more rapid, and her originally snow-white cheeks were slightly flushed.

The heartbeat is speeding up and the temperature of the body is rising.

A warm current seemed to emerge from his lower abdomen, and in a short period of time, it had spread throughout his body.

In Fang's heart, there was an uncontrollable desire.

Desire and fantasy.

The name of each illusion is straightforward and easy to understand. Just by listening to the name, you can easily figure out what the effect of this illusion is.