Marvel world code name ghost

The torch originally used for illumination was still on, and the light was a little weak. It was constantly swaying in the night wind and might go out at any time.

Zheng Yu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Damn it, he was under an illusion again! ?

It's just that he couldn't figure out when the person who performed the spell moved his hands, and why he didn't even have the slightest awareness and suddenly entered the illusion!

Take it as it comes. Since there is no danger yet, Zheng Yu is not in a hurry. As long as this illusion begins to fluctuate, he will have a breakthrough point to break out.

This quiet situation did not last long. First, the two broken doors creaked and shook twice in the wind, and then suddenly closed with a "pop!", and then the two child statues suddenly turned around and leaned down to look. With Zheng Yu.

"Kneel down!" Suddenly a solemn and unquestionable voice sounded above his head.

These two words carried huge spiritual energy. The moment Zheng Yu heard it, he suddenly felt a sense of worship, and his legs involuntarily arched up and prepared to kneel down.

But soon the mental power in his mind began to surge, and then the sense of surrender was dispersed.

Zheng Yu raised his head and looked directly at the sculpture in front of him and sneered: "If you are the true god, I will worship you, but a sneaky person like you is not worthy of my kneeling down!"

After speaking, Zheng Yu directly put on his psychic gloves and mobilized his internal power to punch out a terrifying punch, hitting the three sculptures in front of him. The power of this punch was amplified several times by the psychic gloves, so it was so overbearing that the ground would have cracked even if it was hit like this.

It's just that after the punch landed on the sculpture, it disappeared immediately like a mud cow entering the sea. The sculpture still stood there intact.

"A mere ant dares to compete with me, you are overestimating your own capabilities!" As a burst of voices came from all directions, Zheng Yu immediately felt that the pressure around him began to increase dramatically. Every inch of his skin seemed to be pressed by a mountain. He was wearing the same clothes, and his face turned red as soon as he got hot, his blood vessels bulged, and big beads of sweat began to drip.

"Fuck you, uncle!" Zheng Yu cursed angrily, but he felt like he couldn't exert any strength at all, just when he felt like he was about to die. Suddenly, the panic in my heart disappeared, and my mind became clear.

He analyzed all this calmly. There was an assassin in Haicheng City before, and when he was chased by Kunlun Ice Ants yesterday, a red warning was issued in the small world. This situation should be more dangerous than before. He is about to die, but why is there still no warning in the small world?

Could it be that all of this is the inner demons imagined by oneself under the influence of illusion?

Thinking of this, Zheng Yu decided to take a big gamble. He gave up all his internal and mental resistance, relaxed wholeheartedly, and waited for the increasing pressure to crush him to death.

But at this moment, he felt that the pressure on his body and the pressure on his mind began to gradually dissipate. When he opened his eyes again, Zheng Yu found that he was curled up on the ground with his arms wrapped around him.

Are you really beating yourself up? He couldn't help but broke out in a cold sweat. The huge pressure and mental tear he felt came from his own attack?

He didn't dare to think any further. If he just made up his mind to fight and continue to increase his internal strength, would he be killed by himself?

Zheng Yu stood up and hit his head that was about to split. It hurt so much.

"It's interesting." He said to himself with a smile.

Looking in front of him again, the three sculptures were still standing there unharmed, staring at Zheng Yu.

At this time, Zheng Yu felt as if there was a person standing behind him. He turned around alertly, only to see Xu Tang, who had disappeared just now, reappeared in front of him.

The fat man was looking at Zheng Yu with a smile, and he was holding a lot of food in front of Zheng Yu.

Looking next to the place where everyone is sleeping, everyone is still there. So has he broken the illusion?

Zheng Yu let out a long breath, it was so thrilling, he almost died here!

He nonchalantly took out a pack of compressed biscuits from the pile of food Xu Tang was holding and prepared to replenish his strength. After what had just happened, he felt exhausted all over.

Xu Tang looked at him with a silly smile after seeing him take the food, looking extremely happy.

Zheng Yu didn't think much, he tore open the package and planned to eat it. But he suddenly stopped what he was doing. No, this fat man has always valued food more than his life. Every time I grabbed something from his hand before, even though he didn't say anything, the expression on his face was It was simply more painful than having his flesh cut off.

Why is this guy so attentive now and even offers food to me?

Something was wrong, completely wrong.

Seeing Zheng Yu stop what he was doing, Xu Tang panicked and started to step forward to stuff the compressed biscuits into Zheng Yu's mouth.

"Fuck you, uncle! Get out!" Zheng Yu shouted angrily and kicked the "Xutang" in front of him and flew him backwards.

Only then did he realize that he was still in an illusion at this moment!

Only then did Zheng Yu understand how clever the person who cast this illusion was. In a short period of time, he first deceived himself into the illusion, and then used the first illusion to make him kill himself. After the failure, he didn't know where the ghost was. He immediately cast the second level of illusion and transformed the people around him!

He looked down at the compressed biscuits on the ground that he had just thrown away. What other biscuits were there? The ones on the ground were obviously the weathered sheep skulls he had seen on the altar outside in the afternoon!

Zheng Yu tried to contact the little golden dragon in his mind, but found that his consciousness seemed to be blocked by a wall. No matter how he conveyed the message, there was no response. Damn it, this time he met a master!

Just as Zheng Yu was thinking hard about how to leave this illusion, the locked door behind him suddenly opened.

He turned around and saw a thin old man wearing a black cloak walking in. He walked straight towards Zheng Yu. When he passed by Zheng Yu, the cold wind outside the door blew up the cloak covering his face, hiding a skinny face.

The old man walked to the front and back of the altar, turned around and looked at Zheng Yu. Only then did he see the old man's appearance clearly. The old man in front of him had sunken eye sockets, a stooped figure, and his withered yellow face seemed to be attached to the bones. Similar.

He looked at Zheng Yu without emotion, and a chill suddenly spread throughout his body.

The old man's mouth did not move, and a hoarse and unpleasant sound came from his body.