I'm such an old god, so sorry

Then he remembered something, and said to Emperor Itari:

"The invading spiritual hunter attacked other wizards in the imperial capital after leaving my mind world. As far as I know, the mind world of all wizards was invaded on that day. Your Royal Highness... ......"

Hearing this, Gaidasa was struck by lightning, and his whole body seemed to be pale for several decades, and his head slightly lowered. However, those eyes that were supposed to be calm and bold have a complex color intertwined with regret and guilt.

"...Then he is killing himself, fear will torture this arrogant spiritual hunter crazy, no one...no one can resist that fear...hehe. "

The emperor finally let out a self-deprecating sneer, which was sadder than crying:

"That's [Nightmare]."

Chapter 9 Dread Castle

"So, after overcoming prejudice, it's actually not that scary."

Xiude wandered in the dim and dilapidated house. The road here was like a maze. The countless repetitive corridors and stairs were simply called Xiude’s head.

Of course, apart from getting lost, there is nothing to worry about Xiude. The so-called horror scenes are just that if you see too many. Xiude is now immune to the white shadows that flash by from time to time and the faint whispers in his ears. .

Next, he was playing a immersive horror game with 100% realism, tense and exciting, but not scared to play.

Wandering around in the maze-like castle, Lu Chi Xiude finally found a staircase leading to the upper level. The feeling is the same as when he finally found the exit after being lost in the black soul for half an hour. There is a kind of clearing the clouds and seeing the sky. The invigoration.

Xiude couldn't help but hummed a little tune and jumped, his feet creaking and tearing on the steps.

The light upstairs was still faint, and the cyan moonlight projected in from the thick frosted glass, allowing Xiude to vaguely see the scene inside the house.

Then he was taken aback.

Because the situation upstairs is really not very good, in the same dim room, the whole floor is full of hideous and terrifying instruments of torture.

Maybe it shouldn’t be called an instrument of torture, because there is no instrument of torture that fills a whole floor, or that this floor is a torture instrument, and it is a torture instrument that has seen blood, pointed barbs, and jagged ornaments. This layer of modification is like purgatory, and the sharp blades gleaming in the dark give people a sense of discomfort with chills in the spine.

If this is the case, it would not be considered horrible. The key is that the ground and walls of this thorny hellish floor are really bloody. The coagulated blood can be seen everywhere, sprinkled on the ground, stuck to the wall, and still in the air. Permeated with a sticky bloody smell.

Is the smell so realistic?

Xiude somewhat admires the master of this mental world, although the slaughterhouse-like scenery in front of him does make him feel uncomfortable, but it is far from the level of fear.

Xiude walked into the depths slowly, carefully avoiding the spikes on the ground, tapped the blood-stained torture instrument with his fingers, and made a disdainful laugh.

The bloody horror is indeed full of shocking power, but the horror piled up with blood and brutality can only be regarded as the younger brothers in many horrors. It is okay to scare the soft-footed shrimps. For those who have actually been on the battlefield and have seen the blood of the dead mountain. It's meaningless to say.

There is no slaughterhouse more ruthless and cruel than war. Although Xiude did not personally go to battle to kill the enemy, he is considered a person who has experienced war. Even if he does not open [Heavenly Relief], these things are just drizzle.

Even when he presented a more cruel picture in front of Xiude, he never blinked.

After crossing the thorny purgatory on this floor, Xiude's interest in exploring the world of mental images became more and more high. He wanted to see what else was on the next floor.

So Xiude speeded up his pace and found the stairs upstairs, but he was a little disappointed that the next few floors were almost all kinds of cruel to heinous torture, and there was nothing messy on one of them. Torture, but Xiude believes that this level is particularly scary compared to the former.

Because it is endless darkness, the only trace of light is the candlelight that floats in front of me, and everything else around me is surrounded by the faint darkness. Under my feet are floor tiles paved with bluestone, stepping on the flat floor tiles. There will be a crisp echo, but you will never find an exit when you run with all your strength.

It was really a very bad experience. Being swallowed by the darkness and sinking into the silence, Xiude only walked around for ten minutes and realized how painful the fear of loneliness is. Although his mental state has been solidified, he is still in this Discomfort still appeared under the inhuman torture.

Xiude, who wanted to clear the level as soon as possible, directly attracted a ray of the power of the blue lord to fill this mental world. Among the blue stars in the sky, Xiude found the stairs to the upper level very easily.

Xiude didn't think there was any problem with doing this.

In the past, when encountering a level that could not be passed, the first thing Xiude thought of was not to strengthen his own ability or try to come up with a solution, but to find a modifier on the Internet. He didn't like to challenge the limit. Why can it be solved easily? Still thinking about it?Just like the floors of these mental worlds, according to the rules of the mental world, visitors must experience the whole process to get to the upper floor.However, how can moral cultivation find sin and suffer?After looking around, he broke the rules directly and violently.

As more and more floors have been broken through, Xiude even has the pleasure of breaking through the barriers. This kind of mental imagery world that is clearly structured and follows the same theme is not only well-structured, but even sensory feedback is generally the same.

Xiudi who knows some spiritual knowledge naturally knows how incredible it is to do all of this. To put it bluntly, ordinary gods can't do it by themselves, but they found an exception in Itari.

There is definitely a special situation.

Xiude decided in his heart, stepped out of the Silent Fear Floor and stepped onto a higher level.

Old rules, at the moment when he climbed the stairs, Xiude scanned the location of the exit and found that there was no ladder leading to the upper level on this floor.

"This is the last layer?"

Xiude whispered in surprise, not because he felt that the number of floors was reduced, but he felt that this last floor seemed not as scary as he had imagined.

The dilapidated and old houses are the same as the scenes on the first floor. There is no bloody and terrifying stimulation, no madness that shocks the soul, and no loneliness that twists the soul. It is just an ordinary old house.

However, it is not appropriate to say that they are exactly the same. Xiude found neon lights flickering outside the window. He leaned over and found that there was a joyous playground outside the heavy glass. Colorful balloons covered the sky and the faces of the crowds coming and going. There were heartfelt laughs, and the bustling amusement park uploaded singing and dancing. Although no sound was heard, the festive scenes alone were enough to wash away the scary atmosphere, even a little joy. Up.

"Hey, it's interesting."

Xiude believes that the owner of the mental world is very good at playing, especially understanding the psychology, each level is designed to be frenzied, but such a joyful scene is set on the final layer, it is probably black irony or something?

To construct such a castle of fear, the pinnacle of dark art, in the world of mental images, is what a crazy artist can do.

Having reached the last level, Xiude should now search for the key memory and pack it away, but since he has not yet seen the master of the mental world, he plans to stay for a while.

The Lord of the mental image world is very early, as long as it is a living person.

The area, scenery, and rules of each mental world are different, but one thing will not change, that is, the projection of the Lord of the mental world must be the only living person in the mental world, except for the invaders In addition, it is impossible for another intelligent creature to be born, and at most there will be tool people like npc that will only react according to the established settings.

Only the appearance, not the essence.

As for why it is human?In fact, it is not necessarily a human being. The appearance in the mental world can be adjusted at will, but the image reflected in the mental world is the impression of the inner subconscious. Unless you feel that you are inappropriate, the projection must be your race in reality.

Separating his face from the window, Xiude heard the sound of footsteps, not a specious and sneaky sound, but a real sound of stepping on the wooden floor.

Someone is approaching yourself.

Xiude thought, turning his head at the same time.

The pupils suddenly shrank.

Xiude was shocked.

Chapter 10 The Girl in the Castle

Xiude saw the first human figure he encountered in this mental world. On the small steps of the dark aisle, a figure stood quietly, thin and thin. When the light outside the window faintly outlines the silhouette of the figure, Xiude There is a bad feeling.

The figure slowly walked out of the shadow, revealing her devastated body.

It was the figure of a girl.

There was only a tattered brown gown on her body, and her fair skin was covered with hideous wounds. It was pierced, torn, and crushed. It is hard for Xiude to imagine what kind of body can withstand such a ravaged. Not an inch of the delicate and smooth skin is truly intact, and the blurring of flesh and blood is normal. In some places, the bare bones can even be seen.

The withered long hair seems to have not been taken care of for ten years, and the long hair strands hang loosely to the waist. As for the girl’s face, it is not immune, and even more terrifying. Numerous scars like cuts and burns are covered On his face, Xiude could only see a little white skin from these bloody scabs. One of the girl's eyes had lost her eyelid, revealing the blue beads embedded in the skull.