Even though he was deep in the dream he had created, Xiqin noticed something strange.
However, at this time, he chose to perish and choose to stay.
Victor would not let him commit suicide slowly and kept whispering in "Dutch"'s ears.
And with the awakening of Dutch, all the people created by Siqin in this dream seemed to be affected. They all began to ask themselves where this place is and who they are...
Next, the dream collapsed in an instant. Whether it was Dutch or Shasa, who was still sitting on the grass, their skins began to fall off, like melting candles, revealing their true inner side.
Everyone has the face of Siqin, they are not real, they are just tools created by Siqin based on his own thoughts.
They cooperated with Xiqin's wish and accompanied him in such a ridiculous drama in this vast and psychedelic dream.
Looking at the scene in front of him, the real Xiqin couldn't believe it and was unwilling to accept it.
He now knew that he was dreaming, but still refused to admit it.
Painful and twisted emotions surged in his heart. Finally, Victor saw an unknown black object growing on his body, emerging from his back and stretching out like a huge mouth, trying to kill Siqin.
Devoured completely.
Siqin fell to his knees and kept wailing. He reached out and scratched the Shasa with his own face in the air, desperately unwilling to lose this illusory dream.
Victor knew what the black thing on his back was. It was wriggling protoplasm, a mystical creature that would grow out of the spiritual body after being entranced.
Once that thing devours Siqin, this dream will restart again. Siqin will definitely forget all this and sink again until the material body becomes the carrier of the wriggling protoplasm.
"We can't let this thing succeed!"
Victor wants to stop it, but there is currently no effective way.
In desperation, he suddenly took off his yellow clothes, raised his hand and waved, and the yellow clothes suddenly floated to Xiqin's body as if he had a telepathic connection.
Once covered like this, Xiqin immediately felt severe pain, lying on the ground and twitching continuously, and the black squirming protoplasm was also suppressed by Huang Yi, unable to move, and could only retract into Xiqin's body and attach to him.
There were patches of black spots on his skin.
Xiqin seemed to have lost consciousness and fell to the ground motionless.
After Huang Yi suppressed the wriggling protoplasm, he floated back to Victor's body, as if he had self-awareness, which was really weird.
The mansion in the distance gradually decayed and dilapidated, the grass underfoot was withered and blackened, and the huge banyan tree rapidly shed its leaves until it turned into a thick rotten tree.
The entire dream world began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it could no longer hold on.
Victor was dressed in yellow and sat next to Siqin. It didn't take long before he heard his moans.
Xiqin opened his eyes blankly, looking at the dreamland that was about to collapse, looking a little at a loss.
Suddenly, he turned to look at Victor. At this moment, he could actually see Victor, and he immediately showed extreme fear.
"You! What are you!?"
Victor was slightly stunned. He didn't understand why Siqin could see him now.
Moreover, the other party was so panicked and even asked "What are you?" Probably in Xiqin's eyes, he was not a normal human being.
Victor coughed slightly and tried to respond: "Aren't you used to being intruded into your dreams? Sitchin Berkeley..."
Unexpectedly, the "thing" in front of him could actually speak, and Xiqin suddenly took a breath of air.
"Dream……"
He covered his head and then remembered what had just happened.
"Am I all dreaming? This dream is too real..."
After muttering to himself, Siqin looked at Victor warily: "Who are you?"
After learning that the other party could not see his appearance, Victor used his tricks to deceive people again.
"Who I am is not important. What is important is why I am here and what I did to you..."
Hearing this, Xiqin subconsciously touched his whole body.
Only then did he realize that there were strange black spots all over his body. Although they did not expand, he could feel them squirming on his body.
"Damn things... what are these..."
After he finished speaking, Victor raised his hand and pointed at him casually.
"Enchanted... the secret creatures will trap you in a cyclical dream, and then silently erode your mental body and occupy your physical body..."
Hearing this, Xiqin was stunned.
"What! Obsessed?!"
As a seer, Siqin has certainly heard of the dangers of studying invisible arts, and the horror of the three fatal characteristics.
However, his understanding of the dark and mysterious world is still too superficial, and he does not know what the symptoms of addiction are.
Now that he saw the black spots on his body, Xiqin was really shocked.
"You are lucky, mortal... because I pulled you back from nothingness..."
Victor's bewitching words reached Siqin's ears, and Siqin raised his head again to look at the yellow shadow in front of him.
"You...you saved me?"
"Half saved..." Victor nodded slightly, "I freed you from the dream weaved by the secret creatures and made you aware of the danger you are facing, so that you still have time to make amends."
"How to remedy it?" Xiqin breathed rapidly and kept asking.
Victor didn't show off, and told him directly: "The Glory of Concentration, this is a rare item used by seers to resist obsession..."
Xiqin frowned. He seemed to have remembered something and began to think silently.
At this time, the sky above made a cracking sound, and some thick gray fog poured in, as if it was trying to crush this dream world.
"So that's it..." Victor saw this scene and had a guess in his mind, "The main body of the beautiful dream woven by the wriggling protoplasm is actually in the thick fog of Misu... It combines the original normal dream with the thick fog.
Is the connection convenient for contaminating the host?"
Now, because Xiqin is temporarily freed from the control of protoplasm, this dreamland will be completely shattered and return to the dense fog of Misu.
"Time is running out, Sitchin Berkeley, you owe me a favor..."
Siqin was still thinking, and suddenly raised his head and looked at Victor: "Who are you? Why do you want to save me?!"
"The name is just a superficial label, and you can't bear the taboo of my name, so you can simply call me...Mr. Yi." Victor said this in a very calm tone, without any emotion.
Mr. Yi...
Xiqin swallowed his saliva, and then realized that he was talking to an unknown and mysterious existence, and the other party could enter his dream at will and destroy the erosion of the secret creatures on him.
The sudden changes of "Daqi" and "Shasa" just now may have been secretly affected by the other party.
Thinking of this, Xiqin couldn't help but feel a little afraid of Mr. Yi's power.
"Mr. Yi...you...how do you want me to repay this favor?"
Hearing this, Victor clenched his teeth, organized the words in his mind, and was silent for a while before answering.
"Thousands of miles away from here, in the country isolated by the vast ocean - Gray Bean... a public execution is about to be held there, and what I want you to do is to stop that absurd farce at all costs, and