The eye technique organization that started with the Sharingan

The two of them were in a state of panic, and the two sides were in a state of panic.

When Beidou and Yan Liu were "palming", Ian had already met Bailian's sight.

Ian, who was flying towards Bailian, was thinking in his heart:

Bailian was originally his responsibility, although he was just supervising, but now Yan Liu was held by the mysterious man, so as long as he took the opportunity to take down Bailian, it would be a credit.

"There is no need to hold back, hurry up and solve it within five minutes."

As for Bailian, he looked at Ian who was floating over.

He felt like a courier.

It just so happened that the actions of the Holy Spirit Church in the Longxia Empire were very strange recently. The other party was at least a high-level member of the Holy Spirit Church, and at least knew some inside information.

"Let's catch him and see the intelligence..."

In mid-air, Ian looked at the strange eyes.

On the surface, he was calm, but secretly, he had already activated the white jade ring on his hand.

This is one of the symbols of the identity of the Archbishop of the Holy Spirit Church, and it is also a spiritual weapon with special protection.

It can enable the wearer to resist the interference and attack of the mental ability.

Ian knows a lot about Bailian's intelligence and achievements.

He is still a little afraid of the strange illusion of the Sharingan.

But it is only a little bit of fear, not to mention that he has taken precautions, and he himself is a seventh-level psychic, so the mental ability is even less likely to take effect on him.

After all, the symbol of the seventh level is the fusion of mental power and body.

Once completed, not only will the body be strengthened, the effect of the supernatural power will be essentially improved, and the resilience of the mental ability will also be significantly improved.

In fact, Ian will be wary of Bailian's illusion, which is already considered to be "exceeding the standard" of the Sharingan illusion.

If it was any other level 6 psychic, he wouldn't care.

Stopping at the right distance, Ian and Bailian looked at each other, with a faint smile on their faces.

"Hello Bailian, you can call me Ian." Ian pretended to want to communicate naturally, with a harmless look.

But in fact, the spiritual power in his body was ready to go, and the technique was about to be completed.

He was a little proud in his heart. Not only did the level 7 bully the level 6, but he also shamelessly attacked. No one could have expected it, right?

"I'm here..." The next moment, Ian suddenly raised his right hand, and his clear eyes instantly became sharp.

At the same time, Bailian, who had been watching him silently.

The Mangekyō Sharingan in his left eye changed from a pattern similar to a shuriken connected at the end to a pattern similar to a three-leaf windmill.

"Holy..." Ian's voice stopped abruptly.

"Tsukuyomi!"

Ian's idea was good, but in front of Bailian who had the Sharingan, such a cover-up seemed a little ridiculous.

Ian thought he could perfectly conceal the fluctuations of his spiritual power, but he didn't know that Bailian could directly see the spiritual power in his body.

——Basic ability of Sharingan, Xiao Tou is not cheating.

In the illusion world.

"..." Ian looked around in a daze.

"Where is this...?"

A dark gray, with some dark red tones, a black and white world full of illusion.

Why did he suddenly appear here?

Moreover, he found that his body was tied firmly to a cross: "I can't move..."

Ian's mental power constantly swept the false environment around him, and he could clearly find that the surroundings were just false illusions-

It should be said that Bailian didn't seem to hide this at all.

"I have already activated the ring, why am I still in the illusion?" Ian was puzzled.

"And I've already sensed that I'm under an illusion, why can't I break it?"

Ian quickly tried all the usual ways to break an illusion, but the surrounding scene didn't react at all.

He even tried biting the tip of his tongue, but he could only feel a clear pain.

So clear that... it made Ian's spine shiver.

"No way..."

As if sensing Ian's guess, a sword pierced his heart without warning, and the pain hadn't even fully come up.

Ian felt another sword pierce his right chest.

"In this world of Tsukuyomi, whether it's space, time or mass, everything is under my control."

Just as Ian was enduring the pain, he heard Bailian's explanation.

"In the next seventy-two hours, you will not have any power to resist, and you can only let me slaughter you."

While Bailian was speaking, Ian's torso and limbs had been

Sword piercing.

But even so, Ian still said in a trembling voice: "Not a bad illusion... But are you underestimating me?"

"Such pain... is nothing at all. You can't imagine what I've experienced... As long as I get used to it, it doesn't matter at all."

"Really?" Bailian just smiled.

The scene in the Moon Reading space suddenly changed.

Countless different swords fell from the sky around, and the original flat land turned into a desert hill. Ian also saw huge steel gears appearing in the sky in the distance.

The swords stuck everywhere gave people a desolate feeling, like a tomb of swords.

The next moment, Ian widened his eyes and saw himself.

Or rather, his own phantom now.

Also tied to the cross, the same body was full of swords-

My own phantom is constantly appearing in this desert.

At the same time, the swords on Ian's body disappeared at the same time, and then the swords on the ground pierced his body one by one.

Unlike just now, this time Ian could see the process of being tortured from various angles.

From those phantoms.

He couldn't even control himself from closing his eyes.

... Ian trembled his eyelids, trying his best to relax himself, not fighting but really adapting to the pain in his body.

"It's just useless." Looking at Ian's reaction, Bailian also guessed his thoughts.

"Although the senses are extremely real, this is just an illusion after all. The mental pain will be extremely clear every time, and there is no adaptation and dullness of the senses."

Ian was immediately out of breath, and his breathing became irregular and rapid.

In addition to being uncomfortable, he still stared at Bailian with trembling eyes:

"Don't think that I will give in like this, it's just three days..."

"Sometimes, three days can be too long to be imagined." Bailian stared at him with the Sharingan, and said calmly.

Then, he said something that made Ian a little scared.

"For example, now, there are 71 hours, 59 minutes, and 59 seconds left."

Ian's eyes widened slightly.

The chill gradually extended from the soles of his feet to his spine, and finally reached the back of his head.

Ian, who watched Bailian's expression throughout the whole process, judged that Bailian did not seem to be threatening him, as if he was just telling the truth.

Perhaps because of the pain, Ian looked at the strange pattern in Bailian's eyes.

His body trembled imperceptibly.

He looked at the figure of the young man in front of him, and the seeds of fear were quietly planted.

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PS: I will update during the holidays (never mind, let me say it first, so that I won't be lazy and decadent)