William's physical condition was beyond the assailant's awareness. He couldn't help but tremble and froze in place.
The next moment, William grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and covered the wound on his chest. The recovery was completed in an instant, and everything including his clothes was restored to its original state.
"The Hanged Man..." William seemed to have already recognized the perpetrator's ability and said these words contemptuously.
The other party established a connection with William by feeling his pain, and then used self-mutilation to synchronize the injuries received with William in order to kill him.
But now that it has failed, the other party now has no means to threaten William.
Driven by fear, he turned around and wanted to escape, but in the next second, William's body spread out, and a fierce cloud of sand swept up and passed through his body quickly.
The assailant stood there as if he had been petrified. A bloody hole appeared in his chest, and his heart had been removed.
At this moment, William stood in front, holding something tightly in his leather gloves, which was the attacker's heart that was still beating slightly.
"The Hanged Man's secret story one: The victim will not die as long as his heart and head are intact. Judging from the wounds you can connect to me and yours, you should have also studied the masochism of the second secret story..."
After saying that, William increased the strength of his hands. The sand instantly wrapped the heart, dried and hardened it in a few seconds, and was finally crushed into loose sand by William.
Then, the assailant clutched his chest and screamed, raising his hands to the sky, as if praying for something.
He is about to face death. What is he looking for help from above his head?
William frowned and subconsciously looked at the skylight.
Then, the second figure appeared strangely!
Before William had time to react, something scratched his body, and then he heard a gentle sigh in his ears.
"Deconstruction..."
He felt that the injury was very slight, like cutting his finger with a pencil sharpener, but for some reason, a breath of death instantly filled William's body, causing his physical body to fall apart in an instant and shatter into pieces.
It became countless pieces.
Half of William's face fell to the ground, his eyes looking directly at the back of the figure above.
The clothes the other party was wearing were the uniforms of the National Security Council!
"I see……"
As soon as he finished speaking, William's broken body suddenly turned into sand, and then gathered in the widest place in the center of the factory.
The second assailant stared at William's gradually forming body and sighed: "The Knower is indeed immortal..."
After saying that, he took advantage of the moment when William recovered his body, turned around and jumped towards the window, but the moment he was about to touch the glass, he slashed the wall of the building with the weapon in his hand.
The window shattered in an instant, and just because of this slight stroke, it seemed that the most critical supporting part of the building was destroyed, causing the entire brewery to begin to collapse, and it was half buried in the blink of an eye.
William walked out of the dust with his cane, and there was no trace of the second assailant.
"The voice sounds familiar..."
He frowned, and then he heard the guards rushing over.
"Valen Galilan...is this your plan?" William glanced behind him coldly, then turned into a ball of flying sand and left the area...
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Sermon Twenty-One…
After Victor returned from the club, his mind was filled with thoughts about the contents of Shivers' lecture notes.
"Why are you giving me this now... What is the purpose of that guy who looks exactly like me? Is he really me who traveled through time?"
In the residence room arranged by the Police Bureau, Victor dragged his chin and thought.
"First, the source of matter is the ten components of chaos...the wheel of the bird, the peacock with its tail open..."
"Second, the bones lent by giants, the limbs given by emerald losers, the moist earth with new stars...
This was the first time that Victor had recited the contents of the sermon silently. He almost memorized all the ancient symbols on the parchment.
Suddenly, however, his attention focused on "Seventh".
"Seventh, the place where the light does not shine becomes a shadow, which is opposed to enlightenment. You can only see the outline in the darkness. Bandits steal lies, and lies make them liars. Their teeth are lobbyists,
Everything is put into the mouth of lies, and the faithful will be devoured.”
This seventh door probably describes the way to understand the nature of night.
Victor kept simulating the scene in his mind, and then a person's face gradually emerged in his mind.
As a result, he came up with a bold plan, and his expression gradually became cunning.
"I see, is it because of this... But how should I trick him into it?"
He was talking to himself, confused, no one knew what Victor was thinking.
Then, he took out two things from the clothes around him: a rusty bronze key, and a withered finger.
One makes him fall into a dream and enter the secret place, and the other makes him fall into a dream and control the dream.
If the two are used at the same time, they will not work at the same time, and can only be dragged into the dream by the secret message of the dream builder in the delusion stump.
"Is there any way that I can bring the Taoist temple into the dream world?"
Victor thought for a while, held both of them tightly in his hands again, and then tried to fall asleep.
Less than half an hour later, he fell asleep and opened his eyes, only to find that he could only enter the dreamland, where he could control the changes of everything at will.
But the bronze key was not brought in.
Suddenly! He thought of an idea, so he immediately concentrated his attention and used his memory to create the bronze key and the image and ability of the Taoist temple in his dream.
Although he didn't know if it would be successful, he just tried it.
Then, the joy came quickly. Victor saw with his own eyes the outline of a bronze key in the palm of his other hand. Then, the outline of a Taoist temple also appeared in the center of the blank field!
Back then, the cartoon man had used his extraordinary ability to break through the barrier between dreams and secret places. When Victor fell into his dream, he thought about whether he could connect the Secret Tradition of the Dream Builder with the Taoist temple.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Now that he has really restored it with the ability of "creation", then as long as he confirms that the Taoist temple retains its functions, his plan has a chance of success!
So, for the first time, he stepped into the Taoist temple located in his dreamland, and saw the ten familiar futons in a familiar place, as well as the familiar tables and the conspicuous spiritual tablets on them.
"Were you really summoned into a dream by me?"
Victor couldn't hide his excitement, and then he came up with another bold idea.
"If I summon the people in the spirit tablets here, will they be summoned into my dream?"
Thinking of this, Victor nervously stretched out his hand to click on Adolf's spiritual tablet.
As the mysterious power surged into his body, Adolf's current state appeared in front of Victor's eyes.
The other party was riding a horse, and when he felt his call, he froze on the spot.
"Mr. Gold Digger...please dream."
After the call was completed, Victor put on his yellow clothes and sat on the futon, closing his eyes to relax, but after a while he didn't feel any smoke coming in.
He suddenly remembered that in the past, Gao Xiang was used to guide them closer to the Taoist temple, and then Victor clicked on the spirit tablet to move the Taoist temple in front of them.
But now that the Taoist temple is in Victor's dream, Adolf and the others can only enter the secret place when they meditate and dream, and of course they can't see the incense they burned.
So, Victor roughly calculated the time, and then clicked on Adolf's spiritual tablet again.
At the same time, Adolf, whose spiritual body had entered the secret place, was in confusion, and suddenly felt a huge force that distorted space, pulling him toward an unknown and terrifying realm.
This was very different from usual. The only thing that was the same was that by the time he reacted, he was already in front of Mr. Yi's Taoist temple.
