"We are bound to encounter more suffering in this world, and it is not the gods who will save us, but ourselves. Latecomers, never believe in the gods, never worship the gods, the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and the place where human beings walk is the land of human beings. The prayer had come to an end, and the gray-haired old man stood up with Apollo's support.

"Lord Prophet, Phoenix and Mercury have returned here, but they are in a bad situation, both of them have been overdepleted, and Phoenix has been severely injured. Apollo whispered beside the Prophet, who was dressed in a simple black robe, with his white hair neatly combed behind his head, his eyes sunken, and his eyes filled with an incomparably bright light.

"Ahem, thank you, child, if you hadn't taken care of me, I probably wouldn't be alive this time. The prophet looked at Apollo with relief and extended his hand to Apollo tremblingly. Ten rings were worn on his fingers.

"My lord, now that our situation is very bad, the Leviathan has been confirmed dead, which means that the power of the Leviathan has fallen into the hands of the pilgrims. ”

"I know, ahem, that's what I said, they actually need divine powers, especially Fenglong, he won't let go of these divine powers. The Prophet spoke with a violent cough, as if he were going to cough out his lungs. Apollo looked at the Prophet with concern, the leader of the Oath-Oath, he was far more fragile and weak than all the Oath-Oathers, the Prophet himself did not use divine powers, he was the only ordinary person in the entire organization. This old man is far older than the outside world thinks, his body is deteriorating, he is carrying Solomon's Ten Rings on his hands, but it seems that the divine power of Solomon's ring cannot save his weakened body, and he is stepping towards the fate of physical failure.

"Yes, but what is he doing with this divine power? Didn't you say that no one of their clan could use it?" Apollo humbly leaned over, otherwise he would have been much taller than the Prophet.

"That thing, there is a thing, an unfinished imperial weapon, and he needs to use these divine powers and godheads to complete that thing...... He needed a lot of divine power to complete that weapon before he could carry out a dangerous plan. ”

"But if this plan is so dangerous, why would he carry it out?" Apollo was puzzled, in the previous teachings of the prophets, the bladed dragon had always been a protective figure for humanity, and he would not choose a choice that threatened the survival of humanity itself.

"Fenglong has its own duty, that is, to complete its own mission, everyone's mission is different, in the same way, once there is a Fenglong who does not want to carry out his duty, then this is a disaster, a real disaster. The Prophet said coldly, and he looked at Apollo: "I have cultivated you, first because you all have dreams that require divine power and divine spirits to fulfill. Therefore your will is strong enough to bind the Godhead I have given you for your own use. Second, as long as the Godhead is used by you, as long as you don't come into contact with the dragon, he will not be able to obtain the divine power in you. I have given you all the fragments of Godhead that I have spent countless hours collecting to prevent them from being taken by him, and I hope you will understand that the hope of this world is already in your hands. The gods are resurrected, and it is a big deal that human civilization will once again die with the gods, but once his plan fails, the entire human race will disappear. I'm not going to let him do that, it's more important than the plan, it's the survival of the human race. ”

"Prophet...... We, we will definitely protect the divine power, and we will never let him take it away, please rest assured. Apollo, "But isn't he dead?"

"Blade Dragon...... The one who died was the last Bladed Dragon, he had completed his mission, and it should be said that he was the Bladed Dragon who should not exist in this world. He is...... The reason for his existence is to find someone who can carry out another set of plans. The Prophet sighed, "This should have been a violation, but he showed up, which proves that the One has finally begun to search for the truth." ”

"What was the truth, what kind of truth?" Apollo realized that there was something hidden in the words of the prophet, he was the closest person to the prophet of the oath, but he had no clue about the prophet's plan or anything else. This is the time to ask.

"It's none of your business, the person who made the plan is beyond your reach, and the subtlety and time-consuming nature of the plan is not something you can know. Among the dragons, there are those who are suspicious and who have abandoned their mission, and there are those who are determined to solve the problem. That's our problem, and it's the truth we've been pursuing for countless years. The prophet's implication was to tell Apollo not to inquire more.

"Okay, let them rest, by the way, after resting, we are also going to start looking for King Arthur, we can't let that thing fall into the hands of the dragon, this is an object similar to the fire of Huaxia, so we must not let him get it. ”

"Yes...... Please rest well. Apollo nodded, and he respectfully complied.

"You are really a good boy, but sometimes a good boy can't live well, remember, no matter what, don't come into direct contact with Lin Moyang, he may be more dangerous than Fenglong. In his body is the Fourth Imperial Weapon, he is the real god slaughtering machine, no god can fight him, and no god can be against him. He may be weak now, but one day, he will grow into a real human being, and no god will be able to stop him at that time, and it will be impossible for the oath-oath. What we have to do is to spark a mythological revival before he is fully grown. In this way, we will be able to hinder that plan......" The Prophet seemed tired, and he closed his eyes as he spoke.

"Yes, we know. Please rest well, the oath cannot be without your leadership, we all know that you are the real leader, and without you, we will lose our direction. Apollo nodded, respectfully preparing to leave the room.

"Ahem...... Go, go......" The Prophet waved his hand and closed his eyes, his words filled with indescribable weariness.

"Don't say it, the smell of this Buddha jumping over the wall is really good. Lin Moyang sat on the bed, there was a small table in front of him, on which there was a small pot of Buddha jumping over the wall, he and Liliel sat opposite each other, there was a porcelain bowl in front of each of them, and now the small pot and their bowl were empty, it seemed that they had been wiped out.

"Hmm, haven't you eaten it before? This is Chinese food, right?" Liliel was very curious, in her image, Lin Moyang was a very good eater, in Lilil's opinion, Lin Moyang must have tasted all the Chinese food before he became what he is today.

"Well, it's very expensive, so I haven't eaten it, my past is very ordinary, you shouldn't be unable to see it, right?" Lin Moyang asked with a smile, with Lilil's eyes, she naturally knew everything, but she didn't say it explicitly.

"Ah...... Forget it, I'll take the bowl down for them, wait for you to talk to Xiao Mo, you haven't seen each other for a long time, right? I had a chance to meet last time, but you went berserk. Liliel blinked and poked Lin Moyang's face with her fingers, "You still have to be nice to Xiao Mo, right?"

"Hmm...... It's always weird when it comes out of your mouth. Lin Moyang shook his head and smiled helplessly.

"I shouldn't say that, I like you, yes, I plan to monopolize you, it's true, but in the same way, I can't let others not love you, whether others love you or not, it's someone else's power. Whether you love others or not is your right, and whether I love you or not is my right. This is the separation of powers in love!" Liliel smiled softly and placed the two bowls in the already empty pot.

"Come on, if you see me and my sister-in-law eyebrows one day, you guy will definitely kill me as soon as possible, won't you?" Lin Moyang sneered, already seeing through what she was thinking.

"No, I must have killed that girl first, and then slowly made you change your mind~ It's hard to find a boy who can make me like anymore, you have to understand, right?" Liliel sneered, as if she had heard some stupid question.

"Hey, hey, don't look weird and sick! Normal, we can still communicate, right?" Lin Moyang scratched his head, this thing is really too abrasive.

"Just rest for a while, your body hasn't recovered yet and needs more rest. Just leave the rest to me and Xiao Mo. Liliel kissed Lin Moyang lightly on the forehead.

Lin Moyang nodded, although he ate when he woke up, and slept like a pig after eating, there seemed to be nothing bad about it...... He pulled up the quilt, his stomach was warm, and he fell asleep in a daze.

The black road stretched into the distance, and the black-robed believers worshipped respectfully on both sides of the road, shouting out the syllables of indecipherable language like fanatics.

It was the first time Lin had embarked on such a path, and there was nothing on either side except for the crowds and believers, which was unlike all the strange dreams he had had. There are no ornate palaces, no towering bronze pillars, no blazing flames, only believers who come and go, crowded with people, they scramble to be the first, and every face that cannot be seen clearly has a fanatical brilliance flickering. They knelt beside the dirt beside the road, hesitating and stretching out their palms towards the dark road, but they did not dare to touch it, but dared to express their heart's desire with more fervent worship.

"What kind of tricks!" Lin Moyang shouted angrily, he is no longer the timid and fearful Lin Moyang of the past, he has already seen any kind of big scene! Like thunder, it swept through the dark night, and the lightning tore a hole in the darkness in the distance, as if the curtain of the stage was torn open, and the staff behind the scenes were exposed. The young man in the small dress was holding the common puppet tools in puppet shows with a wicked smile on his face, while the believers around him were all bowing and worshipping under the command of the small tools in his hand, scrambling to be the first. If Fenglong is really a puppeteer, his puppet show must be the best in the world, because even the most ingenious puppeteer can't make the puppet's face appear with such different expressions, but the same fiery feelings. Lin Moyang felt very wrong, when would this product be worn so formally?

The curtain was torn open, and Feng Long grinned dissatisfiedly: "Lin boy, you really should let me play for a while, don't you like this feeling of being surrounded by everyone? Power is fine wine, and worship is the spice that can make fine wine more mellow, how many people pursue power for this feeling, and then turn into dry bones under your feet?"

Lin Moyang was terrified, another thunder crossed the sky, the dark world was illuminated like day, and in a flash of light, the black road under his feet revealed its true appearance, this is a road of broken bones and skulls, and the believers worshipping on the side of the road are not humans, but white skeletons with swaying bodies and robes.

Lin Moyang was so frightened that he fell to the ground, he and Fenglong, the mysterious big brother, didn't know how many times they had met, but none of them were as terrifying and terrifying as now. He may be funny, maybe mysterious, but he has never experimented with such a horror scene. This is a weird dream? Lin Moyang immediately thought that Liliel was playing a ghost, and among the people he knew, Liliel was the only one who could change the dream.

"Hahaha, boy Lin, look at you like this. Fenglong suddenly laughed, the young man who was originally at the end of the road had appeared beside Lin Moyang when he turned his head, he picked up a head from the ground, and smiled at Lin Moyang: "This is a prop!

As if in line with the demon's whisper, the skull in his hand burst into laughter, along with all the skulls under his feet, as if he wanted to dispel the fear in Lin Moyang's heart with joy, but Lin Moyang now had no other feeling except for cold sweat and goosebumps, and he couldn't laugh even more.

"Aren't you happy, boy Lin?" Seeing this, Fenglong casually threw the skull in his hand to his feet, his movements were elegant and his manners were decent, but he brutally trampled the skull to pieces the moment it hit the ground.

As if sensing the tyrant's wrath, the laughing skulls shut up, and the bone-paved world became somewhat silent.

"Okay, let's leave the actors, Lin Xiaozi doesn't like your performance. Fenglong said softly, like a mean or demanding theater owner, purging his own poor acting bastards.

He clapped his hands, and a bright ray of sunlight appeared, and the surrounding scenery changed rapidly, like a backdrop from a stage play. God said that there should be light, so the world was in the light, but Lin Moyang was not sure if Fenglong also had such power, the unjust soul of a dead man, appeared here, and then showed him such a performance?

The long road, which had just been covered with bones, was now a grassy and soft ground under their feet, and they were on a hill with the sparkling Baikal Lake below.

The smell of grass in the air made Lin Moyang come back to his senses, he himself is a fighter in charge of himself, ghosts or other people's ghosts, they still have to fight with him, fighting in dreams?

"Say, what do you want to say?" Lin Moyang crossed his waist and looked at the young man in front of him silently, the young man was looking at him like a slave, like a eunuch in a costume drama, the real Fenglong would not look at him like this. At least Brother Fenglong has always been very strong, and he will not look at him with such a strange demeanor.

"Lin boy, don't say that, I'm your most loyal teacher, think about it, who shushed you for warmth, who helped you save your clumsy emotional intelligence when you were picking up girls? Fenglong shrugged his shoulders, his face innocent.

Lin Moyang sighed, at least this person is not wrong, Fenglong is really good to him, when he wants to save his sister, Fenglong appears like a divine soldier descending from the sky, and then kills all those damned enemies, and when he wants to slaughter the blood clan, this big brother will hand him a sharp sword. One person is a teacher and a father for life, so that man does have a peculiar relationship with Lin Moyang.

"So you're here to reap benefits?" Lin Moyang asked, this disguised Fenglong is only bad for this, in addition to being an empathetic waiter, he is also a philistine businessman, he treacherously arouses Lin Moyang's favor, and then finds a way to attack his weakness.

"Of course, Lin boy, your life is the most precious commodity in the world, and I, as a poor killer, of course I have to collect it well, but I am not a ruthless person who eats it and leaves. The disguised dragon spread his arms on the hill, as if he felt that he could hug the whole of Lake Baikal with his arms, but when he did so, Lin Moyang was convinced. This disguised dragon was born with a temperament that dominates the world and will not be shaken at all.

"But I'm eating and drinking well in the hospital now, and I have an exclusive bed companion Lori service, unless you tell me that this hospital is about to burp, why should I teach you my life?" Lin Moyang said sharply, this kind of critical time is to bluff, of course, the actual situation may not be as good as he said.

"Hahaha, that's interesting, of course, I don't mean anything else. The fake Fenglong stood up, the treachery on his face and the greed that couldn't be concealed didn't look like Fenglong at all, and now Lin Moyang could completely confirm it.

"You actually recognized me so quickly that I wasn't from the Blade Dragon, and did I have a flaw?" the fake Blade Dragon looked up, he was actually interested in asking such a question?

"First, Brother Fenglong, he never engages in such eerie and terrifying scenes. Although he often goes in and out of these scenes, but the place where he is, there is no such horror, as long as he is there, no ghost or god in this world dares to harm humans, he is the guardian of mankind, I am convinced of this. What do you mean by treating human beings as victims of paving the way, are you worthy?" Lin Moyang walked towards the false blade dragon, and if he felt this dream carefully, he could feel some subtle differences. At least Liliel's dreams were many times more real than this one. Yoyo Book League

"Uh-huh, it seems to be so, that one is really scary, we also had a killer who can kill people in dreams before to deal with him, and then His Excellency Fenglong is fine, we haven't seen that killer again, I guess it's planted. But you seem to be easier to deal with than him, at least I've pulled you into the dream I created, you shouldn't have the ability to control the dream, right?" Fake Fenglong's face was full of pride, the performance just now was just his bad taste, as long as Lin Moyang was in the dream, he had nothing to be afraid of, no matter how strong a person was in the dream, as long as he didn't have the ability to control the dream, then in his eyes he was no better than a powerless girl.

"I don't have the ability to control dreams, you're right, otherwise you should have been killed by me right now. Lin Moyang nodded.

The false dragon sat on the ground, and there was an extra sky blue picnic mat on the green grass.

"That's unfortunate, can I feel sorry for you?" laughed the False Blade Dragon, he couldn't wait to complete his mission, but it didn't quite suit his style. Killing must be accompanied by pain and torture, as well as the subject's violent wails, and before harvesting life, the spirit must be destroyed first, so that it can be considered a real killing.

"Don't feel sorry for me, I'm used to it, you know, people can't do everything, right?" Lin Moyang shrugged his shoulders, looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of anything. It's not the first time I've been threatened in a dream, brother, can't you enrich your tricks? Think about it, if Lin Moyang was still the fledgling kid a few months ago, he could be scared and tremble by such a beautiful girl as Liliel, and now, he is completely Mount Tai collapsed and his face did not change, but he didn't know that his body was injured like that in reality now, he could use his strength.

"Why aren't you afraid? Is it because you're bold, or because you're confident I won't be able to kill you?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I miss it. Lin Moyang looked at the antics of the person in front of him, and suddenly felt a little tired.

"Hahaha, well, let me introduce myself, I'm a wanted criminal, a dark wizard, of course, that's what the outside world calls me, in fact, I'm a performance artist, a benevolent liberator, and I'm good at making people feel the true meaning of life. Hello, Excellency, I'm Modest, and you've probably heard of me. The fake dragon bowed, and then his face changed, it was a very different face from the dragon, arrogance, anger, madness, ecstasy, and sadness were intertwined on such a face, like a chaotic and hideous mask. This shouldn't be the person's own expression, but in this dream, this person actually used the power to control the dream to create such a neurotic face.

It's ironic. Does he think this is what art is called?

"You're really the strongest man I've ever met, and it's amazing that you're still calm and calm at such a time!" Modest clapped wildly, he got up from the ground and walked around Lin Moyang, "What a strong man, destroying the spirit of such a person will make me even more excited!"

"Ah...... Probably because you can't handle it because of stronger people......" Lin Moyang told the truth, this guy is estimated to be very difficult to pull Green into a dream, not to mention the blessings on Green, as long as the persuader is around, this kind of spell will not be able to take effect on Green. It is estimated that this kind of spell is very harsh on ordinary wizards, and only a wronged leader like him, who has no power in the normal state, can be pulled in.

"Your clever tongue is really unpleasant, but I'm not the kind of stingy actor, and I'm happy to accept criticism from others, just like you criticize me now, and I'm happy to accept it. "Modest is extraordinarily magnanimous. "This proves that you are an excellent material worthy of my artistic skill, that my life and your spirit, I will gradually polish and conquer, and when you wail, it will be when I am most satisfied. ”

"Then what are you going to do?" Lin Moyang asked casually. Now he really doesn't have any power in his dreams, which means that it is not difficult for this person to kill him, the question is that if this person kills him in his dreams, if his spirit is strong enough, will his physical body be affected?

"Ah, you are such a listening audience, it makes me cry! You are completely different from those rotten woods! You are not only the material, but also the best audience! I will praise you! I will sing for you!" a mad ecstasy appeared on the distorted face, like a praise of a mad believer, who was probably the first to calmly ask about Modest's "working steps"?

"Ah...... It's okay......" In Lin Moyang's eyes, this thing doesn't look like a perverted murderer, he doesn't know this "Modeste", and he doesn't know how dangerous he is, if Lin Moyang has heard of him, then Lin Moyang may really pee into his pants. But at this time, Lin Moyang can be called fearless!

"First of all, I will destroy your current hard and strong spirit, it is really beautiful, like a rough gem, only when such a calm and resolute face shows fear and uneasiness, can I truly realize the greatness of my art!"

Human beings are materials, and Lin Moyang is not only a high-quality material, but also a rare bosom friend, and it has been a long time since anyone has taken the initiative to ask him what he will do with himself.

"So what are you going to do......" Lin Moyang asked, he had walked back and forth on the line of life and death, and faced the person who had faced the divine power and the divine oath head-on, if he only relied on what momentum to destroy his spirit, could this person's momentum still be as strong as Empress Skaha? Or could his spiritual attack be comparable to the blood pupils of the blood clan?

"It's very simple, people have their own things to care about, just like you, you can be calm, I really admire, if you go head-to-head, it doesn't have the slightest benefit, so I'll start with other aspects first. Modest rubbed his hands, he couldn't wait to carve Lin Moyang's spirit.

"So, I'll start with the person you cherish, as long as you care, you'll show your flaws, by the way, the girl who took care of you before seems to be very good, you mentioned her, then I'll show you a good one. Modest smiled. On the shore of the lake in the dream, the air began to tremble, and in the haze, there seemed to be the shadow of a young girl.

"It's like this, even if you are a hero, in front of you, if you see your loved one hurt, you may have a different emotion. Modest tried to extract the girl who took care of him from Lin Moyang's memory, but it didn't go well, and he was relieved until the figure appeared.

Liliel appeared on the shore of the lake with her eyes closed, her appearance and body shape were exactly the same, and even Lin Moyang was a little surprised.

"Hmm, you mean, you can pull everyone else into a dream?" Lin Moyang was curious.

"Of course not, this was originally an industry secret, but you fell in love with me, and I have a hunch that you will be my best work, so I don't mind introducing you a few more times. It's an illusion made from your memories, the exact same thing as the girl you remember, and of course, she's still at the mercy of my 2. Modest reached out and touched Lilille's face, he didn't know that this girl was so cute, it was really lovely. After solving Lin Moyang, let's take a good look at this girl.

"Huh...... Are you sure you can control these phantoms?" Lin Moyang asked, because when Modest touched Lilil's face, this phantom actually frowned, as if it was influenced by Lilil's own personality?

"Of course, of course, I can show you that. Modest's hand slid to Liliel's chin, gently hooked the delicate face with one finger, and said with a smile: "For example, I can make her willingly undress in front of me~"

As soon as she finished speaking, Liliel began to unbutton her clothes with a confused face.

"......" Lin Moyang was speechless, because when Liliel unbuttoned it, she actually winked at Lin Moyang.

"Okay, stop, stop!" Lin Moyang hurriedly stopped this dangerous action, he already knew, Modest's unlucky thing...... Liliel is an expert in playing with dreams, this is not a phantom at all, this is the deity! It is the deity! It is estimated that Liliel found that someone had used a spell to control the dream on Lin Moyang, and quickly used her ability to enter Lin Moyang's dream.

But Liliel now obviously wants to let Lin Moyang see the light, so she didn't resist this order to untie her clothes, but pretended to be a controlled phantom, and wanted to take it off in front of Lin Moyang!

"You're really scared, haha, you strong-willed heroes are really easy to be affected by the people around you. Modest smirked at Phantom, and Liliel's movements stopped. Lin Moyang is not afraid of Liliel taking off her clothes, but she is afraid that Liliel will drive in her dreams! And she is not afraid of your strange orders, I am afraid that this woman will take off her clothes! Don't you think that I am afraid of you? Your channel is wrong!

Modest didn't feel anything wrong with the apparition, and he leaned over his head triumphantly and sniffed at the phantom's body frivolously. Lin Moyang had already revealed his flaws just now, proving that he cared about this woman very much, as long as he could pry open his psychological defense by insulting this woman, and then make him lose his mind, he could destroy his spirit little by little. So he gradually increased the intensity of his actions.

"......" Lin Moyang watched the man move his hands and feet on Liliel, and when he couldn't see it, Liliel winked at Lin Moyang, obviously Liliel wanted to see where Lin Moyang's tolerance limit was.

Knowing that Modest's hand reached for the inside of Lilil's clothes, Lin Moyang sighed: "You won, I lost, stop playing." ”

Modest was a little surprised, he didn't expect Lin Moyang to admit defeat so quickly, he was overjoyed, and his hand continued to reach into Lilil's clothes.

Then his wrist was gently held by a warm little hand, which felt good, but it also made it impossible for him to continue to explore the feel inside of the clothes.

"Uncle, do you really think Sue Yang is talking to you?It's so cute~hahaha~" Liliel turned around, she looked at Modest mischievously, the stiffness and blankness on her face just now were swept away, and there was even some playful cuteness in it.

"Alas...... Sorry, I'm going to introduce my girlfriend, Liliel, one of the Serpents of Eden, one of the world's oldest dream demons and bloods. You didn't create her illusion, she just ran into my dreams on her own. Lin Moyang actually felt a little sorry for this Modest.

"Dream Demon!Bloodline?" Modest didn't digest the huge amount of information for a moment, but Liliel had already snapped her fingers with her other hand.

There was a strong wind blowing on the shore of Lake Baikal that did not belong here, it was not caused by Modest, he wanted to recite a spell to control this dream, but he needed to use chanting to control the dream, and Liliel's ability to control the dream was instinctive! How could he possibly take control of Liliel's hands? This dream was an extension of Liliel's will.

The dream changed rapidly, and Lin Moyang had seen it here, with a snow-white floor, a snow-white sky, and an endless horizon. This is where Lin Moyang first met Lilil.

"Handsome guy~ You actually ran into my dream at the end of the house? I also said that which dream demon with no eyes ran into his dream, it turned out to be a big man?" Liliel smiled flatteringly, although the smile was full of charm, but Modest felt that the whole world was squeezing him. This woman's manipulation of dreams is far superior to his. It's as if he's given guest access to a computer, and Liliel is the computer itself.

"But can't a man let his guard down and think about how he died?" Liliel let go of her palm, and as Modest tried to escape, a silver blade had risen on the floor, trapping him in the middle.

"Hmm~ It seems that he is still a perverted killer, but, in the past thousands of years, I have lived for so long, and how many human perverted killers have I seen, you are just committed to the most primitive desires, do you already feel that you are evil enough?" Liliel's voice was like a heavenly sound, but now Modest was like hearing the spit of a poisonous snake, and every sweet word was a fierce poison that killed people and destroyed bones.

"Do you want to know what pain is, do you want to know what real art is, does your artistic quest stop there?hahahaha, let me see that face of yours!, clumsy imitator!" Liliel laughed loudly, and sharp branches began to grow around Modest's blade cage, little by little, towards Modest's body.

"Run, run! Run away with all your strength! Hahaha, yes, yes, recite your incantation in extreme fear and nervousness, break the link of dreams, and see if I break your spirit first, or if you escape first, and taste it! This tension, this uneasiness, only those who have been to hell will understand what is the real despair and pain! You know, poor imitators?" Liliel laughed and trembled, but she saw that Lin Moyang was furious, and she was really disgusted sometimes. Lin Moyang knew that she was angry, although she was laughing, but she was already very dissatisfied with this assassin who had sneaked into a dream. She's a good person, but she's been a devil for thousands of years, and in the Bible, Lilith is just her shadow, and even Modest shuddered when she gets angry.

The sharp tip of the knife pierced into Modest's flesh, and then a thunderous pain rose in his body, like a bomb stuffed into his body from the wound, and then tens of thousands of steel balls burst out of his body, shattering every inch of his flesh.

This is a mixed neurotoxin, this woman's control over dreams can actually reproduce matter in dreams at will, and this woman actually has such a terrible poison formula. The pain was enough to cause sudden shock on the spot, and even Modest felt his soul fall apart in the majestic pain.

"What's the matter, sir, do you seem to be having a hard time?" Liliel touched Modest's forehead with concern, her hand was so gentle, her expression was so calming, one couldn't help but believe that this was an angel sent by God to save the world, but Modest knew that all his pain came from this terrible woman. Her angelic face, her concerned and warm words, were now like a red-hot soldering iron, piercing his heart in excruciating pain, not only burning his heart, but also vaporizing the blood. He shuddered, this is the real devil, the devil doesn't have to have two horns, and it doesn't have to be crimson skin.

"Hurry up and chant the incantation, in this realm, once your mental signal exceeds the limit, your brain will stop working ...... instantly!" Liliel reminded in a friendly tone of a nun's caring beggar.

The nerve poison blade was still piercing into Modest's body, and he couldn't hear the soft words clearly, and his mind was full of terrible signals from all over his body, pain, itching, numbness, all the signals clashing together. The toxins on these branches are unexpectedly different, and each one surpasses what Modest had previously called "painful works".

The nerves in his body were paralyzed by the rampaging electrical signals. The man's body slumped and fell to the blade beside him, blood flowing down with the blade, and the blade still growing, turning him into a tragic steel tombstone.