Chapter 50: Fantasy Encounter
The noisy carriage was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
"Black car! You guys are black cars! The scumbag man was extremely excited.
"Our procedures and licenses are complete, don't talk nonsense." The conductor said dismissively.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll call the police!"
"You report. If I'm dealt with, I'll call you Daddy. ”
The conductor clasped his hands to his chest, fearless.
Although the scumbag man is very angry, he is stronger than people, and he can only endure it.
Seeing this, the conductor didn't make it difficult for him anymore, and put on a bitter look.
"It's not that you won't be allowed to eat. We are a long-distance bus, go to a lot of points, and when we get to the service station, there will naturally be something to eat. Now it's almost time for dinner, and you're eating alone, what about the hungry? You also have to think about others. ”
Then he glanced around, pointed to an old man and said, "And you!" Put your shoes on, get your seat dirty, be careful, I'll lose money to you! ”
In fact, he has endured it for a long time, but he doesn't want to provoke the anger of the public too early, so he hasn't said anything.
After seeing the power of the conductor, the old man could only put away his feet. Let the strong wind blow for a while, and the smell of that gradually dissipated.
Looking at the farce that happened in the car, Cheng Hai couldn't help but smile.
The scumbag man flinched so easily, just like when he was a yin person. If he is really talking nonsense, I don't know what the odds will be for him against this group of long-rooted tumors.
The bus continued onwards into a mountain road.
Even the energetic old man, after such a long bump, put down his noisy mobile phone and fell asleep.
A flying bird crashed into the windshield and was blown off by the tremendous wind pressure.
The driver reached out of the window with a hand, and he caught the bird.
"Heh......"
Looking at the bird that had been pierced by his own bones, the corner of the driver's mouth lifted slightly, and he bit off his head in one gulp.
As if sensing something, Cheng Hai held the cane and opened his eyes suddenly!
The slight movement made the people in the car turn their heads.
Their eyes glowed green, like hungry wolves, staring at him.
Cheng Hai stood up vigilantly, and was about to draw his sword, but his eyes suddenly flashed, and he suddenly stopped moving.
"It's been so long since I've been there, I almost forgot." Cheng Hai sat down again, his brows furrowed slightly.
With the passivity of the dream's control, he realized that it was an illusion, but he failed to get out of it.
"The first two hallucinations, I woke up directly after being disturbed by the environment. And the time in the Dead Street, the owner of the beast shop and Xiao Ai's conversation failed to wake me up, and I was not able to get out until I realized that it was a hallucination. This time, what are the cracking conditions......"
As he was thinking, the person next to him suddenly sobbed in pain, and his body visibly swelled.
Not only him, but the passengers of the entire car have changed in the same way!
Their skin grew a lot of hair, their jaws stretched outward, and their fangs were sharp and terrifying.
"Afraid of the Night Lady, he made me a Night Lady; When I wanted to sleep, I found a female ghost to sing to me; If you want to go to the toilet, you can use the toilet for me. Now it's the territory of the Blood Moon, so it's a werewolf? Cheng Hai frowned and summed up a useless rule.
The werewolf itself is not terrible, it is the master who created him that is terrible.
In the illusion of the slender ghost,
If you don't resist, you will be killed.
resist, his body will also follow the action, and the person in reality will die tragically at his hands.
He didn't want to slaughter an entire car of people as a last resort.
"Whew!"
The werewolf sitting beside Cheng Hai broke free from the restraint of the seat belt, and the scarlet giant mouth spewed hot gas, biting his neck in one bite.
Cheng Hai grabbed it with one hand, grabbed its arm and stuck it around its own neck, and pressed it on the seat with one palm. At the same time, the tip of the cane stabbed down, and a live chicken wilted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Dark arts, bondage."
As Cheng Hai's words fell, everyone except the driver was tied to the seat with a black gas, unable to move.
It's just that their identity in the illusion is a powerful werewolf, and under the desperate struggle, this obstacle may not be able to trap them for long.
Looking at Brother Ji, who had rotted into mud, Cheng Hai rubbed his temples.
He didn't have many creatures in stock, and if the illusion lasted a little longer, he wouldn't have many resources to cast spells.
Using necromancy to fight illusions is obviously not the right way to go.
"Dream control shouldn't be the only one."
Cheng Hai concentrated his mind and tried to create something.
However, it didn't work.
"Level 1 abilities are really hard to use......
Cheng Hai pursed his lips, and a cigarette suddenly appeared in his mouth. Then he stretched out an index finger, and a flame ignited on it, and he set it on fire.
The primary dream control can only do this degree in the home field of the ghost.
If you want to level up, you'll have to kill at least one more.
Troublesome.
The sound of irritable whining is incessant, and the piercing sound of grinding teeth makes the scalp tingle.
Several werewolves had already torn their seats and were about to break free.
But Cheng Hai sat firmly in place, like a college entrance examination student who was about to hand in his papers, pondering the key to breaking the game.
"Whew!"
"Woooooooo
"Whew!!"
The werewolf who was the first to break free raised his head and roared, and the surrounding people vied with each other, as if they were howling louder than anyone else, and it was extremely noisy for a while.
"It's too noisy, can you get some excitement." Cheng Hai frowned.
As soon as the words fell, Cheng Hai's heart suddenly became alarmed, and he quickly lowered his head.
He only heard the sound of a breaking wind, as if something was passing quickly above him.
When I looked up again, the bulky bus seemed to have been cut off with a knife and turned into an open top. And the werewolves who were standing, their heads had been slashed off in unison, and they flew in the air with the rain of blood.
"It's ...... It's really exciting......" Cheng Hai couldn't help but be speechless.
The car had not yet been overturned by a knife like this, and Newton was afraid that he would not be angry when he saw it.
This time, the driver is no longer the special one. After his death, the convertible belt completely lost control, and with a cart of heads, charged towards the cliff ahead.
"I see."
Cheng Hai figured out the answer and got up from his seat.
He kicked his legs and jumped out of the car with ease.
It's just that underneath your feet, there is a bottomless cliff!
"It's a low-level ability, but you can always challenge Newton, right?"
Cheng Hai muttered and opened his right hand, and a flying head turned around for no reason and fell into his hands.
"Good."
Cheng Hai looked at the wolf head in front of him, but the head seemed to come to life, revealing a look of horror.
"Don't be afraid."
Cheng Hai smiled slightly, and his palm was glowing with a light black light.
"Troll's Hand."
Rumble!
A giant hand pierced through the rocks and caught him steadily.
Riding back to the ground on the giant hand, Cheng Hai heard a huge whistle. When I turned my head, two muscle trucks were crashing into him left and right, looking at the momentum, they wanted to crush him into a meatloaf!
"Isn't it over yet?"
Cheng Hai shrugged his shoulders, twisting his head like a bitter gourd as if he was crying.
"Although it looks like it's almost used up, there is still a crowd, right?"
Hearing only the sound of "boom", the cliff shook, countless boulders flew down, and the two heavy trucks became one in an extremely intimate way.
"I'll say it."
Cheng Hai's phantom figure emerged from the two trucks and casually threw away the dry bones in his hands.
And in reality, Cheng Hai finally opened his eyes.