The little pastor is taking care of the weirdness of divinity

Chapter 265

Facing the murderous humans in this illusion, Chabron will not have the slightest mercy——

When he invoked the real [blasphemer] ability in the world of Rioli, the roads, vehicles and people in front of him had all turned into illusory translucent shadows!

It rained cats and dogs.Chabron looked at the crowds rushing towards them from all directions under the rain curtain, as if they were nothing, with calm eyes.

The shadows on his body were tumbling, and a hand knife was slashed horizontally forward, extending out a giant shadow sickle and cutting through the space in front of him.

【blasphemer·dispel】

This action was like tearing a hole in a dream, and even the space in front became distorted and unstable, blurry and rippled, as if it could be torn apart at any time.

One after another, men, women, and children were touched by the giant shadow scythe, and disappeared with a "pop" like bubbles being popped.

"I didn't expect you to kill people so easily!" The little ball of meat in his pocket laughed through [telepathy], whether it was sarcasm or approval.

Chabran's mind was not shaken, but he said coldly in the telepathic connection:
"If there were real people in front of me, [blasphemer] would not take effect. My ability is not effective on mortals, but it can take effect, which just shows that they are false illusions."

In Xia Bron's mind, the laughter of the Meatball God sounded again, the laughter was sharp and terrifying:
"I hope you can always be so determined. Yes, this is indeed just a dream, and everyone you kill is just a part of this false illusion..."

Xia Bron frowned, always feeling that there was something in the meatball god's words.

This meat ball god is too mysterious, similar in appearance to the evil meat mountain in the world of Rioli, but he knows much more than that innocent child.He seemed to be contaminated with the aura of the Great Mother because of his contact with the God of Meatballs, and was mistaken by the fish-men as the envoy of the Great Mother.

What is the God of Meatballs, and why are you helping him?

There was no time for him to think about it!
In the boy's pocket, the mobile phone with hands-free mode turned on happened to be connected and was making a sound.

"Hey, Shabbon, are you?" This was the voice of Duncan, an old friend from Earth, who was extremely familiar to Shabbon. Compared to the sharp tone of the dwarf in the world of Rioli, Duncan's voice from Earth was more steady and reassuring.

Chabrin wasn't sure whether the Duncan on the other end of the phone was a hallucination or the real Duncan.But since the Meatball God guided him to find Duncan in this illusion, let's assume that this is correct.

The boy seemed not to have seen the people who wanted to take his life. He just lowered his head and yelled at the hands-free mode of his mobile phone:
"Duncan, are you at home? I'm coming to find you now!"

Duncan's voice came out again from the phone:

"I'm at home, come here. I..."

Suddenly the voice became hoarse and distorted, and gradually transitioned from the more steady and steady voice of a human to the slightly sharper voice of a dwarf:

"I knew you would come, Chabran. I, Duncan Promus Ansalon Crystal Mine Ding Bao Sharpen Victorian Flash Stone, I'm waiting for you..."

Xia Bron tried his best to find a hint of choking in this seemingly confident voice.Then, the young man showed a slight smile.

This road is not far from Duncan's home.

A young man ran wildly along the road, running in the heavy rain.

The rain ran down his shoulders, soaked his clothes, made his hair wet and stuck to his face, and ran down his chin.

One car after another hit the young man, but the moment they hit him, they shattered into a chaotic mass of color.

On the street, countless men, women, and children were shouting hysterically, muttering inaudible words, and rushed toward the young man, but they disappeared when they approached the young man.

········
Chabron rushed into the urban village with his laptop in his arms.

He walked through the small, gray and dark alleys.

The boy stepped into the puddle and water splashed.

He ran downstairs to Duncan's house.

Duncan seemed to have anticipated why Chabran came to him.

This Brother Deng, who is a head taller than Chabron, has been waiting downstairs for a long time, holding a bright red umbrella, which looks very dazzling in the dark and humid urban village.

Rain fell from the narrow gaps between the houses in the urban village, and the big raindrops hit the umbrellas, making a crackling sound.

Xia Bron couldn't help but feel a bit lucky: Fortunately, it seems that the Whispering Dark Dream is in a special state, and the control of this dream is not perfect. Otherwise, he could just control the people around him to kill Duncan.

Seeing Chabron, Duncan also rushed over.

Just when the two were about to meet, a tall figure emerged from the side of the alley intersection and blocked the two of them.

It was a middle-aged man in a crisp suit.He was handsome, but a little overweight, and the black hair on his head was no longer lush due to the passage of time.

When he saw a familiar figure appearing in front of him, Xia Bron was stunned for a moment and stopped.

The drizzle of rain beat on his body, making him feel cool.

"Dad..." Xia Bron opened his mouth and whispered these two words.

This dream is so unreasonable.Chabron thought that he was traveling faster than his father in a taxi and that his father should not be here.

When my father saw Chabron, his face was filled with many emotions, including anger, shock, and even a bit of joy.This middle-aged man with a slightly plump figure and a slightly sparse head opened his arms and walked towards Chabron, saying hesitant words:
"Chabarron, why...why? I heard, you just...killed a lot of people on the road..."

Chabran stood where he was, without responding.

His father hugged him. His arms were still so strong and he hugged him tightly:

"Xia Bron, your ability is of no use to ordinary people. Did you encounter something strange? Isn't there any reason why you have to do something?"

Dad, you are still like a mother-in-law.

The voice of the Meatball God sounded in Xia Blon's mind through the [telepathy] connection:
"Hurry up, destroy him, just like you destroy other people, there is nothing worthy of your nostalgia in this illusion!"

The sound was sharp and harsh, like the whisper of a devil in the wind, mixed with the patter of rain and wind all around.

A frightening idea flashed in Chabran's mind:
Could it be that this is really the earth and not the so-called [story kingdom]?
Could it be that the shadow of [The Blasphemer] he just controlled was actually a special ability given to him by the Meatball God?Everyone he killed was a living person?

This terrible thought made Cha Bolun shudder, and goosebumps ran from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky.

(End of this chapter)