Chapter 137: Illusion

Eastern Dead Wood Forest Region.

It is about three thousand meters away from the battle area of Yujing and others, in a multi-layered dream space.

Lu Mian was here, and after a certain amount of thinking and tactical changes, Lu Mian did not directly participate in the battle, and he was also in an absolutely safe dream area...... It is almost impossible for a non-spiritual master to find Lu Mian.

By sending four resurrected people, assisted by the sound of the piano, the remnants of the marrow were successfully able to escape...... After this battle, Lu Mian knew that the remnants of his resurrection were still insufficient, and everyone needed to rectify for a while.

"These guys are more capable than I thought, especially Dean Wuxin...... It really allows you to get back to your body in advance, so that there is one more powerful opponent. However, you and Fang Tianhe are fighting head-on, who can win? ”

Lu Mian had hundreds of ways in his mind to stir up conflicts between others, and he could profit from them.

Just as Lu Mian was about to leave, his eyes changed.

The multiple dream areas set up by myself have actually changed. The area of the Deadwood Forest turned into a somewhat damp, twisted jungle, and the sky became gloomy.

In the damp woods, there is a path that leads to a gloomy house.

As for Lu Mian, behind him is an endless sea, with no end in sight, full of danger...... As for Lu Mian himself, he actually changed his hairstyle and clothes and turned into a tabloid reporter.

"Was it invading my dream realm when I had just let my guard down? There are no more than three people in the world today who can influence my thoughts, and the Great Priest has been defeated, so is it you? Mr. Lovecraft. ”

"I've wanted to meet you a long time ago to learn something about illusion and chaos, you're different from the other thirteen, you're a human being who is willing to take the initiative to get in touch with the evil gods and coexist as equals."

Yu Mian has fled, Luo Tsuka has enough ability to survive, and Lu Mian is not in a hurry, and directly plays with Lovecraft on his current identity.

Lu Mian walked towards the gloomy mansion in front of him.

When you open the door of the mansion, you can see a housekeeper with a strange face, who often stretches out his fingers and scratches his cheeks, and there is always a strange beard growing out of the pores, and the wriggling beard must be uprooted by fingers.

"Sir, please find the bedroom key and invitation in the garden for Mr. Lovecraft's press conference."

"RPG puzzle games? I like it. ”

Lu Mian became a little more serious, wandering around the garden similar to the maze, sometimes there would be a woman soaked in sea water floating in the garden, Lu Mian perfectly avoided the woman through precise positioning, and soon found two props from the garden, and officially entered the mansion area.

For the understanding of 'illusion', Lu Mian can be said to be at the level of a grandmaster.

Illusions are not unsolvable, because there are interferences from reality, and any seemingly perfect illusion has a 'channel' to connect with reality.

And this passage is often displayed in the form of a 'real thing' in the illusion, as long as the key props can be found, you can gradually get closer to the essence of the illusion.

Therefore, the current keys and invitations are also such 'physical objects'.

Lu Mian tidied up his clothes and walked towards the mansion.

The two long passages on the left and right are filled with all kinds of weird paintings that can easily make people fall into madness.

Lu Mian walked down the passage, and soon returned to the original point.

"Haha, Crazy Corridor! If I had been a junior in college, I might have been devoured by madness...... Well, my growth has been very fast. ”

Lu Mian stood in front of a relatively special painting, the painting was blank and had no content, Lu Mian grew an octopus tentacle from his sleeve, drew a door on the scroll through ink, and gently pushed the door open.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Mian had arrived at the center of the mansion, which was also the scene of Lovecraft's press conference.

There were a lot of people gathered here, and all the readers who came to buy the book seemed to be feeling a little unwell, constantly scratching different parts of their bodies, and some tiny tentacles would overflow from their skin and hair follicles, and the floor was covered with the tentacles torn by these readers, and even covered with a shallow layer of sea water.

"Pivot...... Simple three-tier illusion, is this your means? Mr. Lovecraft, I'm a little disappointed. ”

The so-called center is the foundation of the illusion.

The caster must detach a wisp of consciousness to maintain the stability of the illusion here...... If you can defeat the caster here, the illusion will be completely destroyed.

For a period of time, Lu Mian will be immune to the illusionary effects of Lovecraft.

The book on sale is titled "The Shadow of Innsmouthtown".

Lu Mian squeezed in the first place, paying enough price to get a signed genuine book.

"Thank you, Mr. Lovecraft, I'm a big fan of yours...... During the four years of college, I have read all your works. It seems to be a small story background, but after multiple stories are linked together, the grand world view is presented on its own, which is simply a masterpiece. ”

Lu Mian stretched out his hand to shake Lovecraft's hand, and once he touched the other person's body, the illusion would be shattered...... If Lovecraft refuses to shake hands, the illusion will also be weakened or even collapsed due to 'causal violation'.

Who knows, the other party immediately stretched out a wet palm that implicated a few seaweeds and took the initiative to shake each other.

The illusion did not change, and there was even an aura of danger around it.

Lu Mian bowed his head unhurriedly and said, "Thank you very much!" ”

Suddenly, a large number of tentacles grew from between Lu Mian's palms, immediately draining Lovecraft in front of him. At the same time, with a wave of his hand, he killed all the crazy book buyers behind him.

"Hmm...... I underestimate you.,It seems that this book is also a 'key item'.,Is there a total of four illusions? ”

Lu Mian flipped through the book "Shadows of Innsmouthtown", and seemed to be disturbed by some kind of thinking, and flipped to a unique illustration page, on which dark and twisted woods were drawn, and tree-lined paths led to the town's huge mansions.

"It's this!!"

In the blink of an eye, Lu Mian shook his head, as if he was being sucked into the illustration.

When he was conscious, he stood at the entrance of the woods again in the costume of a tabloid reporter.

"Haha, that's kind of interesting...... Reincarnation Fantasy. After two or three more reincarnations, my mind will be completely invaded, and I will not be able to recognize myself, and I will linger here forever. If I had time, I would really keep playing with you, after all, it's not easy to make reincarnation. ”

"Unfortunately, I'm very busy right now."

The Book of Dead Souls was taken out, and in an instant, the twisted trees around it reflected the twisted and painful human faces!

In the illusion, all the props on Lu Mian's body have changed, and only this book cannot be changed...... Because, even if Lovecraft completely deified and combined with the power of the "Lalayer Text", it would not be able to change this book that is close to a cheat.

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