I draw a card first

Chapter 105 Confrontation of Consciousness

"But speaking of it, have I found the murderer?"

Because someone thought about the only reason why he might be targeted by this kind of guy, it seems that he just went to the police station to investigate a serial murder case, and happened to encounter the "fraudulent corpse".

In this way, the possibility that the other party is the culprit who caused a certain beauty to be labeled as a widow is obviously extremely high.Even if they are not the parties, they may be accomplices!

This guess made Aiwen even more regretful that he didn't keep the other party. If this is really the murderer's "deity", would he be able to "pass the game directly?"

"However, there is still a chance"

Squinting his eyes, he valued the other party, one person and one monster completely disappeared into the gray sky, Ai Wen thought silently in his heart.

According to his understanding of lunatics like cultists, the other party would never be willing to fail like this, and would definitely take the initiative to seek revenge on him.

At that time, no matter whether these guys want revenge or have other ideas, as long as they appear again, then... things can't be left to them!

"Speaking of which, the second day is so busy, the single-player copy of this role-playing is also very bad!"

Someone originally opened the card with a holiday in mind!
It turned out to be a good thing, after a slap in the face, it made me even more tired.

At the beginning, the dungeon of the elf world brought a group of younger brothers to serve on horseback, and there were beautiful girls who came to the door, but now, there is no hair!
Apart from monsters, there is only an old profiteer who runs an antique shop.

The only beauties I met obviously had problems, it was completely lack of acting skills and charm to make up for it, and the one who lost her skills was called a sad maniac.
In short, Ai Wen deeply felt that his habit of "owing hands" that he couldn't control himself really needed to be changed, or he would have to jump on it sooner or later.

Perhaps it was frightened by someone's fighting power that was more terrifying than a monster, but nothing strange happened along the way, and even the surrounding darkness became inexplicably much quieter.

Back at the house, he threw aside the clothes that still made people feel uncomfortable even though the stains could no longer be seen, took a cold shower and changed into pajamas, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, Ivan, who was idle and bored, picked up the black diary again.

After thinking for a while, he reached out and tore off the last page of nonsense, then picked up a pen, and wrote on a new page:

"October 777, 6, cloudy.

Went out this morning, did some shopping and went to an antique shop and managed to get my broken pocket watch fixed;

At noon, I met a lady who came to entrust me, she was really a beauty, but unfortunately she was married, what a pity;
Went out for a walk at night, the night was very good, and I met three little birds, it was really a peaceful day.”

After finishing writing, someone smiled mischievously, then turned and went upstairs.

sleep!

In the master bedroom on the second floor, the once messy and crumpled bedding has been remade by him.

Lying on the double bed to make sure there was nothing abnormal around him, he closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep.
Under normal circumstances, it should be the next day when you open your eyes again.

Unfortunately, someone soon discovered that something seemed wrong? ——
Soggy, slippery. Like being soaked in water
Darkness, drowsiness. Boundless silence enveloped everything.
The sky is shattering. The earth is roaring. The stars have opened their giant eyes. The sea has come out with nameless giants.
Notes of chaotic manic hell, inexplicable whispers.
Messy fragments form blurred human figures, the light is dissipating, and the darkness is reborn
Floating in the ocean, in the earth, in the dark, in the starry sky. The blurry figure can't help thinking

who am I?
I'm Alvin
Where am I from?

I am from a florist
Where am I going?

I.I’m going to fuck your sister!

In this drowsiness, the condensed will was suddenly touched, and Ai Wen woke up in vain.

"Damn it! Don't these disgusting things come off work? Or are they all night shifts?"

Feeling the eyes that seem to be everywhere around him, peeping at him with malicious intent, and the mental pollution that is constantly hitting the will defense line, like filthy and disgusting mud, Ai Wen suddenly became angry. If the tiger doesn't show his power, you think I am a sick cat?
Fear stems from the unknown, but obviously he is no stranger to such a situation, and even understands the principle, so he really has no fear at all.

To sum up, it is nothing more than separating the will clone and then quietly sneaking into the target's conscious world to intervene.

There are countless similar methods introduced in the Paladin Legacy. One after another, the ancient gods are all top masters in this field. After the Paladins of Azeroth have been deceived so many times, there are simply not too many countermeasures they have developed.

Running wild in the conscious world of a high-ranking paladin, you are looking for your own death!
Look at my holy light forehead, where is my holy light?

Realizing embarrassingly that he doesn't seem to be able to use his skills now, Aiwen coughed awkwardly, and then decided that he should not use Shengguang.

Looking through his memory, he quickly found a technique that might suit him, kindly provided by some druids who joined the research
——Bloom, the wildest essence of your subconscious!
"This should be."

Stay calm and focused, looking for some wonderful, indescribable feeling, and pursue your self hidden in the depths.
Soon, in the consciousness space, with Aiwen, who had already fully shown the human form in his consciousness, the whole image suddenly distorted, and then the distortion became more and more serious.
Soon it simply turned into a snowflake-like interference state like when the old-fashioned TV signal is not good.

With mosaics all over his body, his figure gradually blurred.
In the end, his existence suddenly "disappeared", replaced by an unbelievably huge figure, replacing someone's original human image, standing in the entire space with terrifying majesty and the power of death!

King Zombie Tyrannosaurus!

More evil than evil, more monster than monster, like a nightmare from the deepest part of the abyss!
Such an existence that seemed to be the embodiment of the power of death suppressed all the abnormalities in the consciousness space in an instant
The breath of death has eroded the ocean, devoured the earth, shattered the starry sky, corrupted the darkness, and easily seized control of this domain!
The ferocious skeleton stared at the existence that had been suppressed to the limit in the corner of the consciousness space. The king of the undead suddenly opened his skull mouth, and let out an indescribable roar that pointed directly at the soul at the target!

The pure and extreme idea of ​​killing turned into an extremely terrifying impact, sweeping everything in an instant!
Hearing only a "click" sound, followed by some kind of indescribable strange scream, the psychedelic and chaotic consciousness space was instantly damaged and collapsed.
Swallowed by the big mouth of the skeleton, it completely dissipated.
(End of this chapter)