Chapter Seventy-Two: Falsehood and Truth

This is an endless nightmare, no matter which door is opened, behind that door is still an endless corridor, constantly stretching forward, with no end to it.

The two of them are placed in a vast labyrinth, and can only continue to rampage, trying to find the way to leave.

The secret blood was surging and boiling, but Lorenzo didn't use all his strength, this moment was different from before, he was now carrying a Seleuc who was almost incapacitated.

Even after fighting demons so far, human beings still know very little about demons, and even only understand a very superficial part.

In the records of the Demon Hunter Order, demons do not have a specific form, and they show a variety of strange appearances, but the demons that appear in a distorted human form are the most common, and they are also the ordinary demons that the demon hunters come into contact with the most.

Of course, there are also many demons other than humanoids, whose abilities are different from those of Tetsu, such as the plant-like stomach chewing grass, and the nightmare fantasy that Lorenzo is now facing.

The Nightmare Illusion is an anomaly to be precise, and humans within this range are corrupted, hallucinating, falling into a deep sleep, and then being alienated into demons in their dreams.

The demon that brought about this anomaly is called the Dream Builder, and only by killing it can this strange illusion be ended.

"There are no hounds, no curses, it's just demons. ”

Lorenzo came straight to the conclusion.

Ordinary people do not know about the existence of demons, just like ignorant believers who blame all these "anomalies" on unknown gods and curses.

Seleuce made a meaningless sound, and she wrapped her arms around Lorenzo's neck, breathing a little heavily.

Lorenzo could feel the breath coming from his jaw, and the girl curled up in his arms like a small animal, it was like you picked up a cat on a snowy day, but the problem was that you and your cat couldn't go back to the warm house, and you were now likely to die in this illusory illusion.

Now Lorenzo doesn't feel any so-called beauty, only extreme anxiety and anger.

Although he said that he was a witcher, there were some demons that Lorenzo rarely encountered, such as the dream builder who could bring the illusion of nightmares.

Lorenzo had only seen this particular demon in the Order's records, except this time, when he was in Endtown, but at that time he had only fallen into a dream, and he had no such strange hallucinations after waking up.

But now the illusion has passed beyond the dream and into reality, which is not recorded in the book, and Lorenzo has only strange and unfamiliar with it, and has never been more troublesome.

Of course, this is not the most troublesome, with Lorenzo's ability, in this illusion, the most demons can not kill him, and he can't find a way out.

But now that the continuous erosion is shrouded here, the witcher with secret blood may be fine, but the Seleuc in his arms is different, and after Florent's potion has taken effect, she is in danger.

"Stay awake Seleucus, don't fall asleep anymore, I only have that damn potion. ”

Shaking the girl vigorously, she squinted and looked lethargic.

It was a difficult situation, and he ran wildly with Seleuc on the road with no end in sight.

Lorenzo suddenly remembered the so-called afterlife, which was also like this, powerless to go in no direction with no end, trapped in it for eternity and struggling.

If you think about it, it's really sad, there is no complete peace, and there is no real liberation.

Seleuc let out a low cry of pain, and she looked a little overwhelmed.

But before Lorenzodo could do anything, a sudden barking sounded, and at the end of the corridor a pair of scarlet eyes were staring at him, and then, in the approaching steps, a hound came out of the darkness, exuding an unknown ominousness.

"The Hound of the Baskervilles......"

Lorenzo whispered the curse and clenched the blade in his hand.

But the hound did not attack, but watched him from afar, and then a noisy voice sounded.

Something was coming, with a rapid call and pace, like a flock of crows dancing wildly, and the sound became more and more intense, coming from all directions, and at last it became a sharp torrent.

It was the barking of dogs, the roaring of countless hounds, their voices converging into the tidal waves.

In the endless corridor, all the doors opened at the same moment, and all the voices became clear, it was the sound of chaotic steps, the hounds were galloping towards it, and then countless hounds poured out of the door towards Lorenzo.

There was no way back, whether it was forward or backward, it was the countless hounds, Lorenzo hugged the girl in his arms tightly, his mind racing.

This was different from the illusion of nightmares he knew, the dream was dissolved but the hallucinations remained...... Or did Lorenzo not come out of the dream at all?

Lorenzo subconsciously clenched the knight's sword in his hand, during his time in the Demon Hunting Order, he had been trained in dreams, as long as he knew that he was in a dream, then it would be much easier to leave.

Just kill yourself.

But he still hesitated, was this really a dream?

What is real and what is unreal.

Lorenzo remembered the hallucinations he had when he left the Perpetual Pump, and after leaving the demon's [gap], his will was shattered, and he had many hallucinations even though he was not affected by the erosion.

This led him to misjudge reality.

If this is a dream that has not yet been brought out, then Lorenzo only needs to kill himself to wake up...... But what if not? What if this is a real-world illusion? In this case, Lorenzo almost dragged himself into a desperate situation by slashing himself.

Or is it ...... A double dream?

The bone-chilling cold swept through the body, and the blood fell silent.

No, it's not right, it was Seleuc who fell into the dream, did he directly encounter the hallucination of the present, or did he ......

Lorenzo looked at Seleuc in his arms, what if it was a dream in the first place?

From the very beginning, Lorenzo was trapped in a dream, and he was trapped in it from the moment he spoke to Seleuc.

Yes, at some point Lorenzo's inadvertent moment, he had fallen into a dream, and everything was illusory.

But is the girl in front of you real or unreal?

Lorenzo began to hesitate, the unreal and the real were confused, and he could not judge.

"Then think differently, Lorenzo, you can. ”

Lorenzo muttered to himself, as if he could convince himself of it.

The hounds were getting closer, and Lorenzo was running out of time to make a choice.

So what if it's not a dream, but if it's a hallucination that happens in the real world?

This illusion can only change one's own cognition, but it cannot change the real substance, that is to say, this corridor is not so endless as it sees, it has an end, but the illusion misleads one's perception, maybe everything you just did is just standing still.

"Seleuc, whether you live or die depends on this time. ”

Lorenzo whispered.

Seleucus did not respond, she felt like she had a fever, and her forehead was hot.

The hounds have arrived, hundreds of them, thirsting for blood.

Lorenzo could destroy the hounds in front of him with the rising pure flame, but he couldn't protect the Seleuc in his arms, so he made a decision.

"I'll kill you. ”

Viciously looking at the red-eyed hound at the end, the next second the witcher jumped out of the window with the girl in his arms, and the broken glass cut the world into countless pieces.

Beneath them was the endless abyss, and then the two of them plunged under the pull of gravity, heading for the unreachable bottom, and after a few seconds the knight's sword plunged into the solid surface.

Feeling the touch from the tip of the sword, Lorenzo knew he had guessed correctly, it wasn't a dream, it was a hallucination that happened in the real world,

All of this is just an illusion that misleads its perception, but it can't modify the matter of the real world, it can't distort space, that is, the seemingly endless abyss is just a background wall, but it's not easy to overcome that fear and jump down.

Looking up, Lorenzo was already in the middle of the street, the street lights lit up in unison, the lights fading in the slowly rising mist.

In the night sky, whale-like airships swam slowly, steam slowly discharged, and there were vague figures in the cold streets, but they didn't seem to notice Lorenzo.

Behind him was Stuart's mansion, and one of the windows could be clearly seen shattered, from where Lorenzo had just jumped out.

There was no head-to-head confrontation, just a split second judgment, followed by fear, what if Lorenzo really thought it was a dream and slashed himself?

He breathed heavily, followed by a vigilance from the bottom of his heart.

Lorenzo was in self-doubt.

In that brief hesitation, he doubted the truth of the world, doubted his own judgment, doubted the truth of Seleuc.

This is the most terrifying aspect of the battle against demons, where self-doubt can cause the dam that resists fear to crack the crack, and that gap will become Lorenzo's fatal weakness.

"I am ......"

Lorenzo repeated it, like some magical spell.

It is his guiding star, a beacon to stay awake in the midst of vanity.

"I'm Lorenzo, Lorenzo Holmes. ”

The name was repeated, and the brand deepened, deepened, deepened, until a blazing fire burned again in the gray-blue pupils.

"Lorenzo?"

Seleucus slowly raised his head and looked at the witcher in front of him, his eyes like water.

"Seleuc, do you remember what you were doing when I first met you?"

Lorenzo asked suddenly.

The girl was slightly stunned, as if she didn't understand why Lorenzo suddenly asked that.

Then the witcher laughed and shook his head.

"What a wonderful design......

He looked down at the knight's sword stuck in the ground, the sharp body of which reflected Lorenzo's face, and he stood behind Lorenzo in the reflected world.

Medanzo looked a little similar to Lorenzo, and he looked at Lorenzo with a smile, as if the repeated spell had summoned him.

"So it's not some dream or hallucination, is it?"

Not dreams, not hallucinations, but more subtle powers, powers that Lorenzo didn't yet understand.

He asked.

Medanzo nodded in the mirror, and the two cheeks slowly overlapped each other, no different, as if they were the same person.

Then the world collapsed.

The power that comes from the false chalice destroys all distractions.

The icy snow swept everything away, dissipating with the girl in Lorenzo's arms, and he was placed in the cold ice field, and the man sat on the bench and watched him, and before he could even say hello to Lorenzo, the waves broke the ice and swallowed Lorenzo directly.

Accompanied by the melodious and far-reaching whale chirping on the bottom of the sea, the [gap] that eroded Lorenzo collapsed.

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