South coast of Quines Island.

The missing person, Calvin, first had bright red blood oozing from his eyes, mouth, nose and ears, but the six large horns on his head became more and more rugged, and he was still looking intently at an ordinary-looking middle-aged man wearing a ranger uniform not far away from him.

"Don't stare at me. You can't kill me if you stare like this. If you continue to stare at me, the fish will die."

The sahuagin carried in Calvin's hand uttered words as if his body had been hollowed out.

There were empty and void eyes on both sides of Sarakra's lowered head.

If his cognition had not been completely distorted by the successive psychic visions, these two psychopaths had been looking at each other like this for three days.

Both his body and the sahuagin at this moment are typical amphibians.

But because of the game between these two bosses, he had been trapped on the shore for three days. He was about to become dried fish in the sun without even getting a drop of water.

But his soul was trapped in the body of this sahuagin by this terrible human being, and his perception of the body was blocked, making him no different from a living dead fish.

To talk about why we are in this predicament, we have to start from three days ago.

Originally, according to the agreement with the deep-sea squid Carlofesh, he, Sarakra, entangled the silver dragon, while the squid was responsible for sinking the iron ship.

Everything was going well originally, and he did trap the opponent with a mirage of psychic illusions.

Although he was a little shocked that the other party actually relied on his own will to forcefully break through his own psychic spells.

But it doesn't matter.

If it doesn't work once, the worst thing is to do it a few times. Anyway, its mission is only to trap the opponent, and it doesn't necessarily have to kill the opponent.

Of course it's best to kill.

But when he was preparing the next psychic spell, this terrifying human warlock appeared and dragged him directly into another psychic illusion.

Then this human named Calvin actually ravaged him three thousand four hundred and five times in the realm of psychic illusions that he was most proud of, like a cat playing with a mouse. Each time, he would look like someone whose previous memories had been erased.

Like an idiot, he relives a certain stage of Yu Sheng's dream, extracting his information again and again, and then the next fantasy will be more real.

Until the last time, his body in the main material world exploded because it could not bear too much thinking in a short period of time.

But when he was reborn in the body of another aboleth in the water elemental plane, he was pulled back to the main material plane in some weird way and stuffed with this disgusting sahua.

In the fish-man's body.

At that moment, Sarakra was desperate.

In the hands of such a terrifying colleague, he will be completely reduced to an extractor of the inherited memories of an aboleth.

But just as the battle on the coast ended, and the human was carrying it and preparing to catch up, he suddenly stopped and proactively greeted another unknown existence.

Then another equally terrifying human appeared.

Since this human being is dressed in a green ranger uniform and is so proud that he doesn't know his name, let's call him Little Green.

Although Xiaolu doesn't have psychic powers, his spiritual will and wisdom are terrifyingly high in Sarakra's eyes.

The moment she was dragged into the psychic illusion under the guidance of Calvin's words, Xiao Lu was already aware of the fact that she was in an illusion.

It's like a person realizing that he is dreaming while sleeping, and forcibly breaking through the shackles of psychic illusions within three seconds.

But he broke through the illusion very quickly, and Calvin constructed a new psychic illusion even faster. The two of them had played in this kind of breakthrough and construction countless times.

Anyway, Sarakra, a salty fish who originally specialized in psychic abilities, was in despair.

He felt that even as an aboleth, he might not be able to achieve such a god-like status in his lifetime.

Because in order for the other party to be addicted to the psychic illusion and unable to extricate themselves, the illusion must be constructed to be real enough to deceive the other party's perception in the first place.

This is a difficult thing to do, especially when trying to fool another spellcaster.

The reality lies in the construction and control of details.

Therefore, every time you construct a psychic illusion, it is a huge project that requires a lot of mental strength.

So he couldn't understand why Calvin had such vast and sea-like spiritual energy, which seemed to never be exhausted.

Perhaps Xiao Green finally realized that he could not escape from this situation just by breaking through the layers of psychic illusions, so he began to try to kill Calvin.

Not only try to kill each other in dreams, but also try to kill each other in reality.

But whether in a dream or in reality, he could not really kill the other person, as if the person being killed would always be an illusion.

But I instinctively feel that this is still useful.

And the efficiency of killing each other in the illusion is much higher, so in reality it simply returns to the scene of two people looking at each other affectionately. The fastest update PC version::/

But on a spiritual level, in these three days, what Sacrake saw with his own eyes was that Little Green killed Calvin more than 240,000 times in these 86,400 psychic illusions.

!

Sacrake feels that he may be the most obsessive-compulsive idle fish in the world.

Not only did he watch the two people kill each other more than 400,000 times in three days, but he also instinctively counted them.

Although this is also a way to prevent your spirit from being completely distorted and sinking as these two big guys flip the illusion every three seconds.

Just when he was about to have a nervous breakdown, just when he thought he was going to be the first aboleth to die of dehydration, the equally difficult little green finally spoke up.

Got:

"Two hundred and forty-three thousand six hundred and seventy-two times, your speed has finally slowed down significantly. It seems that you have finally reached your limit? Then can you tell me who you are and what is behind you?

who?"

"Maybe, it's still a little short of the limit, but the time is almost up, and I estimate that if I don't get any useful information, the boss will take me back, so what I did before will be in vain. As for us

It’s better for both parties to rely on their own abilities to obtain information.” Calvin, whose face had traces of dried blood, still said calmly.

Xiao Lu took a deep breath and didn't say another word.

And Calvin also remained silent.

But the next moment, Saklak felt that the real world in front of him, which should have been real, began to become blurred and distorted.

Towering mountains suddenly rise from the traceless sea in the distance, but the mountains seem to be made of cheese.

Then the sea turned into wheat fields, and the river running into the wheat fields in the distance turned milky white, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

On the banks of the river flowing with honey and honey, are there countless rats?

It doesn't seem like a kind of Caverns rat living in the underworld, enjoying this endless blessing.

And the moment they appeared in this world, all the Caverns rats that were eating, drinking, mating, and playing all stopped their activities and looked at Calvin with their eyes full of confusion.

Enthusiasm and adoration.

It’s as if that being is their god!

The only Lord they believe in!

As long as Calvin gives an order, they can dedicate everything to him at any time.

Seeing this scene, even someone as strong as Xiao Lu couldn't help but show a solemn expression, and he tried to break away from the illusion as before.

But this time, it was surprisingly difficult!

He needs at least ten seconds!

Then he saw the mage with big horns opening his hands and saying to him:

"Welcome to my unlimited paradise.

"If you don't act serious, you may die, strange friend."

Xiaolu said with some relief:

"I knew you were the minions of the evil god."

Evil God??? Being held in Calvin's hand, Sacraq felt his head go numb, and then started to tremble.

Because in the inherited memories of their aboleths, these main plane guys are classified as evil gods in their names. Except for some lords in the lower planes who are trying to cause trouble in the main material plane,

Some resurrected ancient evil objects and void creatures are also classified into this category.

What kind of existence had I fallen into?

"Evil God? Maybe"

Calvin touched the big horn on his head and laughed to himself, then pointed at the other person and said:

"attack!"

"Chacha!"

"Chacha!"

"Chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp."

As Calvin gave the order, the responses came one after another like waves from near to far, and then reverberated throughout the heavenly world.

At the same time, all the Skaven rats rushed towards the target designated by Calvin from all directions like an endless wave.

Not only that, but new Skaven rats are constantly emerging from the holes in the cheese mountain that can kill trypophobia at a glance, from the endless caves in the wheat fields, and from the rivers flowing with honey and water.

This batch of Cavins rats has begun to have primitive weapons in their hands.
To be continued...