Chapter 037: Illusory Illusion
Soke sneered, he didn't have to look any further, he just reached out and pinched it, and then pinched Jingmori's neck and threw it into the garbage heap of another dimension.
Witnessing Sock's murder, a chill rose in the game and in the city, and his legs trembled with fright.
I watched as Sok picked up the heart pot and flew out of the window, and after a long time, the two of them collapsed to the ground as if they had lost all their strength, and swallowed a deep mouthful of saliva.
"Swimming...... Games, what to do, we have to ...... Do you want to call the police? The city stammered.
The game nodded and said with difficulty: "Of course I want it...... After all......"
But before they could finish their words, a small figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
Pinching his waist, the little penguin said in a loud voice: "Men are rough in doing things, and there are two eyewitnesses who don't know how to kill them...... Fortunately, I'm the god of illusions, so I can wipe his ass somewhat......"
With that, the little penguin waved his little wings and shouted, "The illusion is confused! β
After a ripple halo, the city fell asleep unsuspectingly, and the fragments of his memories of Sock's murder were completely obscured, as if the film had been cut out.
But the millennium bricks on the game's chest suddenly glowed!
"Who is it!?"
Extremely majestic, the king's voice came out of the game!
Muto Games opens its eyes and is as sharp as a knife!
It's the dark game - the Pharaoh!
The little penguin was a little surprised, and after thinking about it, it was reasonable, although the Pharaoh was only a mortal, as a commander who could manipulate the three illusion gods, his status was comparable to his own, or even higher, and it was reasonable that his illusion spell would not work for him!
After thinking about it, the little penguin turned into a golden light and came to reality from the level of illusion.
The golden light fell to the ground and gradually condensed into a humanoid figure!
The purple hood and robe could not hide her beauty and posture, and there was a pride and holiness unique to God in her eyes, a posture between truth and falsehood, even the pharaoh couldn't help but feel some pressure!
Dark Game shouted in a deep voice, "Who are you!? β
"I am a god born of vanityβa vain illusion!"
The Illusory Illusion raised his hand and said to the Dark Game, "Nameless Pharaoh, I have no hostility towards you, but I must erase the memory of Muto Game just now, because it will cause me a lot of unnecessary trouble. β
Dark Game's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately grasped the crux of the question: "What is the relationship between you and Sock?" β
The illusory illusion and beautiful eyes flowed, the willow eyebrows raised, and snorted: "This has nothing to do with you!" β
"Okay, then I'll change the question." Dark Game glanced at the place where the dimensional rift had just been opened by Sokla, and asked, "Why did Sok kill that boy?" Although he was not a good person in the past, he also had his own principles, but today he ......"
The delusional illusion did not answer: "Nameless Pharaoh, what would you do if your father's mummy was dug up from the Valley of Kings by tomb thieves three thousand years ago, and brought the funerary goods to you to show off?" β
Dark Game's eyes immediately became fierce, and he shouted towards the illusory illusion, "You shouldn't make such an analogy! β
The illusory illusion was not shocked by the spirit of the dark game, but continued to ask, "Did you not be able to suppress the killing intent in your heart just now?" As it happens, the same goes for Sock. β
The dark game was stunned for a moment, and then he understood why Sock had killed the killer just now!
Today, when the tombs of the ancient Egyptian pharaohs were wantonly plundered, this kind of empathetic pain is the most convincing!
"I see......"
Dark Game said slowly: "I will discuss it with my partner, but I can't guarantee the result......"
The delusional illusion smiled slightly: "I believe that you are all reasonable people, and those who are guilty of sins deserve to be punished!" β
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Look to the other side.
The evil dragon burning with dark magic fire and white holy light landed heavily in a courtyard!
In the courtyard, there was a thin old man.
Although he is old, he is still energetic and looks very powerful!
The arrival of the demon dragon did not make him feel a trace of fear in his heart, he just looked at Sok like that, and asked indifferently, "Is it an enemy, is it a friend?" β
"You are not worthy to be my enemy, and you are not worthy to be my friend!"
Soke raised his head, revealing a demonic hideous face: "Senior soldier, since I am here, your life will be ruined!" β
A cold light flashed in the old lens, and he said word by word: "There are many people who thought they could kill me, but in the end, without exception, they all died in the battle with my 'dark game'!" Young man, the dragon card in your hand is familiar...... That seems like my thing, right? β
Soke said coldly: "Who does it belong to, don't you have a point B in your heart?" β
The old man was stunned for a moment, and then let out a dry laugh: "It seems that you know the origin of the 'dragon card', this is the treasure of Longshen Mountain, I killed a thousand of them, and they were willing to hand it over obediently, but I was very angry, so I made their skulls into drowning weapons...... But this world is like this, the strong can have everything, and the loser has nothing, young man, do you have the guts to play a dark game with me......"
Before he finished speaking, the sight in front of the old man suddenly staggered up and down, and flesh and blood flew sideways!
Sok was armed with a dragon-killing sword, and in an instant, he had already slashed him into dozens of pieces!
The old man, who was accustomed to controlling the life and death of others, finally showed horror in his eyes, he never thought that there would be such a monster, bent on taking his own life!
Dozens of pieces of minced meat fell to the ground!
Soke withdrew the dragon-killing sword with his backhand, wiped away the blood that was accidentally stained on his face, and spat: "Play your mother's stinky game!" β
Then, according to Ikamori's memory, Soke walked from the courtyard into the collection room of the house.
Pull open the door, and an old smell of history waives in my face.
As far as the eye can see, the shelves around are full of all kinds of utensils.
Putting the heart ballast pot on the ground, Sok clasped his hands together and shouted, "Please show up with your dragon souls!" β
As soon as the sound came out, the surroundings were immediately surrounded by chaos!
At Soke's feet, the pattern of a yin-yang fish is from small to large, as if boundless!
In each of the utensils, a vague soul floated out and landed in the enchantment of the yin-yang fish.
Gradually, their figures became clear, one by one, hideous and terrifying.
In the middle of it, dozens of skeletons with knives slowly walked in front of Sock.
Soke's eyes condensed slightly, and the dragon-killing sword was already in his hand.
But at this time, a gentle voice suddenly came from behind Suoke: "There is no need to be vigilant, they are all heroic spirits who once swore to protect this land, and after ten thousand years, although their flesh and blood have become white bones, their hearts have never changed." β
Sure enough, when they came to Sock, the skeletons did not make an attack, but knelt down on one knee towards Soke, as if to express their gratitude in their hearts, thanking Sok for saving their souls.
But that's not the point!
With the vigilance of his own dragon, why did someone appear behind him and not notice it?