I’m Really Not The Demon God’s Lackey

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Damn, he should have noticed something wrong! Buck looked at the completely unfamiliar surroundings, gritted his teeth and scolded in his heart, and stepped back vigilantly. The hall in front of him looked like the first floor of an old villa, around the corner You can vaguely see the stairs, lined up left and right - bookshelves full of books, several rooms on the side, and sofas and coffee tables in the center. The windows are all closed, and the outside scene can't be seen vaguely. However, what is terrifying is that there is an invisible sense of voyeurism everywhere, as if there is a secret person watching everything in this room, watching him]-everything. At this moment, he felt that the divine power in his body seemed to have evaporated and disappeared without a trace, and there was no active ether around him. Not to mention calling the ether...he couldn't even perceive the ether's existence. Like, he's really turned into a normal human being! Meanwhile, Buck feels like a tide of emotion that he's lost because of the long life and cruel and high power that has come with countless resurrections- came back like.

Anger, dazed, fear-.---. It's like someone who has been underwater for a long time suddenly burst out, dull and dull senses are all restored, and emotions have never been so vivid. But Buck doesn't need these things that have long been abandoned. It is these things that make him leap from the altar of arbitrarily ruling other people's lives to the abyss, and make him feel that his heart is shaking and collapsing. Without strength, he feels Everything is gone. The sense of superiority that judged life from above was quickly replaced by an empty panic. "No, it's impossible, it must be a magic tree! I must calm down. As long as I find clues and a sense of disobedience, I can decipher the opponent's power. Buck, who still has my supernatural power, tried to comfort himself, turned around and saw it. The tightly closed wooden door, took a deep breath, stepped forward and tried to twist it. "Crack clack. The sound of the door lock jamming came out, no matter how hard he tried, the door just didn't move like it was fixed to the whole space. The panting Buck stopped suddenly and stared at his hands holding the doorknob.

Subtle tremors are so obvious. Only then did Buck discover that not only his hands, wrists, arms, but even his whole body and legs were trembling on his forehead. "How could it be! Impossible! How could I be afraid! The deep feeling of powerlessness in Buck's heart gradually turned into a shred of despair, which made him feel a little hysterical. Forced to calm down, he turned his head to look at the corner staircase. The caster set up such a scene, one must be the person who wanted to be a practitioner, and mistakenly thought it was true. If he started following the other party's train of thought Looking for clues at this level, just fell into the trap, and the subconscious will become more and more convinced of the reality of this scene, and will never be able to escape. Buck sneered, this kind of illusion, he can't understand it any more. So i, The only way he can break the game now is to continue to investigate on the first floor! That's right, Buck doesn't plan to go up at all. What he just deduced is exactly what the spellcaster wants to make the spellcaster think of, and the average person will definitely go. Upstairs, in fact, this is the trap. How can the caster put the clues upstairs, he will definitely make the upstairs more real, or set up more barriers that will make people's hearts open. The traps, which are progressively advanced, will eventually defeat the inner defense of the practitioner. Therefore, reverse thinking, only the first floor is the most false. Don't look at the layout here so real, it seems that there are so many books to be bluffing, but In fact, this is the most difficult part to construct with illusion. Wang He has a book. As long as he can find a loophole in a book, then illusion will be self-defeating! Buck takes a deep breath, and it will be faster. Yong Lei's mentality stabilized again, and he muttered: "What if I lose my strength, my determination is firm, and the wisdom brought by the long years will not disappear. I want to use this level of illusion to confuse me. Defeated, it's still a long way off! He walked towards the bookshelf step by step, his eyes were sharp, his footsteps gradually firmed, and his aura of "dead country" came back. "Let me see, what tricks are you playing. Buck stood still in front of the bookshelf, reached out and pulled out a book.

Lin Jie felt that there was the first visitor in the dream that he built. Because Baiyin said before, when the dream has not been fully constructed, the intensity is not enough, or the "authority" is not set, there may be unintentional Involved in some dream world creatures, or the souls of other people in the real world. "But don't worry, these visitors are not dangerous to you. If you have a dream creature you like, you can even keep it as a pet in your dream. That's what Bai Yin said. So Lin Jie doesn't Don't panic, he even observed the visitor's actions from the perspective of God with great interest. He couldn't help but complain: "This guy is really ugly. It feels like a person who is torn apart and then kneads the shape, changing the shape. It has become a humanoid thing, it should be some kind of strange dream monster, let's kill it quickly, or you will have nightmares after watching it for a long time. ".---I'm dreaming right now, wait, think so, is this the source of the so-called nightmares? It's that ordinary people's dreams invaded the dream creatures.

Lin Jie was thoughtful. However, although he made a quick decision, he did not act immediately. The behavior of the strange humanoid caught his attention. The guy seemed to be scared, tried to open the door to escape, and fell into contemplation and looked like he had wisdom. But this didn't change Lin Jie's mind, he still wanted to experiment - how far can his dream be. Of course, if it was a human soul, Lin Jie would definitely send it out after a while. After all, no matter what part of his body he used to think about, he knew what would happen if a person lost his soul. He didn't want to become a murderer for no reason. "Huh? It seems to have stopped in front of the bookshelf? Lin Jie was stunned and saw that the humanoid took down a book and opened his eyes wide: he is actually interested in celestial characters, in this case, can he also open a book in the dreamland?

Bookstore, Service-Dream Creature? Before Lin Jie's idea continued to develop, he saw that the humanoid dream creature suddenly distorted, screaming and screaming like the person in the oil painting "Inner Shouting", and then Like a pyre being set on fire, it exploded into a raging fire and turned into a pile of ashes. Boss Lin, who had just woken up with great ambition, blinked his eyes blankly, not knowing what was going on.

Under the cover of night, all the supernatural beings who gathered because of the dome church's reward are all dormant at this moment, quietly looking up at the destruction-level powerhouse emitting a terrifying aura above. They are waiting for the waning moon apostle with the names of "Reaper of Life", "Dead Nation" and so on to carry out his revenge. Everyone knows that the apostate who destroyed a church overnight and killed two apostles in a row is now in a nameless bookstore not far away. Now this confrontation, in the eyes of everyone, is a silent contest. Once Buck makes a move, it will be a battle between gods and gods. However. One minute passed, five minutes passed, ten minutes, half an hour, an hour... The figure like death standing in the void above the sky, but there was no movement at all. "What, what's going on?" Lord Buck hasn't started yet? It's almost dawn. "What do you know? Is a god-level battle so easy? This is the pattern!" The action has already been brewed, and even the steps have been taken, why did it suddenly stop for such a long time? Look, he moved! Amidst the discussions among the extraordinary, the figure in the sky finally moved. The waning moon apostle in a black robe shivered and stretched out his hands to cover his head, silently using all his strength to mourning. Then quietly, from head to toe, it slowly turned into ashes with a little spark, like a burnt out fire, in the night sky, nothing was left when the wind blew away. In an instant, the transcendents first stared blankly, then covered their hair salons, a chilling fear grabbed their hearts, and the timid ones sat down on the ground softly with their legs pressed down. Running. In the silence, fleeing in a hurry, no one dared to say anything about entering the bookstore.

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