Chapter 156: Clowns, Mannequins, and Black Cloth Monsters

"Squeak~~"

"Squeak~~"

A harsh tone sounded, shrill and sharp, as if someone was rubbing a sharp knife against the wall. As the sound came from far to near, Bai and Ye Nan just huddled in the corner of the house, their faces full of fear and panic.

Even though Ye Nan had been completely controlled by Bai and lost all consciousness, he was trembling all over at this moment. If Bai hadn't covered Ye Nan's mouth tightly, Bai had no doubt that Ye Nan would scream in extreme fear!

This was not a psychological problem, but just a physical instinct, a kind of instinctive reaction to fear.

There was only one pursuer behind them, but just this one person chased Bai and Ye Nan to the point where there was no way out.

The large-scale aura of fear made Bai and Ye Nan's legs tremble and their hearts were uneasy. The invulnerable body made Bai's attack methods all useless. The extremely fast speed and strong perception ability blocked all the escape routes of the two.

This is not a chase. For Bai and Ye Nan, it is like a nightmare that they cannot wake up from. For the enemy behind them... this is just a little game he likes.

The friction sound still surrounds his ears. At a certain moment, the friction sound suddenly disappears. For a moment, Bai feels that everything around him has quieted down, leaving only the sporadic breathing of Ye Nan beside him.

This is real silence. Even the omnipresent space undercurrent disappears at this moment. The whole space seems to be in a complete silence. At the same time, the perception ability is blocked. Even if Bai uses all his means, he can only barely observe the range of a few meters around him.

It is like a candle lit in the dark. The candlelight is weak and can only illuminate a part of the place. However, this light will not bring peace and security to people, but greatly deepen the fear in their hearts.

Ye Nan's breathing is getting more and more rapid, and his body is shaking like a sieve. Bai just squinted his eyes and was alert to everything around him. However, when Bai concentrated and held his breath, he suddenly felt a warm air flow from his ears.

This warm current was gentle, like the breath of a lover in the ear, but the meaning it represented made Bai shudder.

"I found you..."

The deliberately rising tone suddenly sounded, Bai trembled and turned around, and saw a colorful face.

Like a clown in an acrobatic troupe,

the face was painted with oil paint. This face was very large, about twice the size of Bai, but the corresponding body was thin. The enemy's overall height was less than 1.5 meters, and he was wearing a joke-like colorful costume.

At this moment, this funny clown was like Bai's little follower, sitting next to Bai in a squatting posture that was exactly the same as Ye Nan, as if he had been following Bai from beginning to end.

Sporadic cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Bai looked at the clown beside him, not knowing how to react at all, but the evil smile, malice, and cold light that came towards him interrupted Bai's dullness.

A 50-centimeter-long dagger slipped out of the clown's sleeve and pierced Bai's chest neatly. The fierce force instantly deprived Bai of all his ability to fight back. He could only be nailed to the steel wall behind him like a fly. After doing all this, the clown stood up leisurely. His head did not move, but his eyes rolled around. The two eyeballs seemed to belong to different people. Sometimes one went up and the other went down, sometimes one went left and the other went right. He first looked at Bai who was nailed to the wall and struggled hard, and then looked at Ye Nan who was shaking like a sieve. After a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'll give you another chance..."

After saying that, the dagger inserted in Bai's chest suddenly disappeared, and the clown's figure slowly disappeared into the darkness, leaving only the clown's last words echoing in the air.

"The eighth round of the game begins. Well, wait a moment... The last target appears... Then..."

"This time it's really the last round."

As the voice drifted farther and farther away, Bai's body slowly slid down the wall. However, this time it was different from the despair and fear of the previous times. Bai's eyes suddenly lit up as he fell to the ground. He looked at Ye Nan, who was still dazed beside him, and then took out a puppet from the space ring.

Carefully counting the cracks on the puppet, Bai gritted his teeth for a while and quickly stimulated the power of the puppet.

After playing with this lunatic for so long, finally, finally, Wen Yu arrived.

...

The white energy stream shot out and rushed quickly to the black cloth monster with his hands raised in front of him. With the power of space flashing by, the divine light emitted by Wumian was deflected by the black cloth monster.

The powerful energy stream instantly blasted into the distance, and then a mushroom cloud like a nuclear explosion was lifted, and a bottomless pit suddenly appeared at the edge of the battlefield.

The heat that slowly dissipated from the pit, mixed with the energy undercurrents in this space, seemed to have triggered some kind of reaction. These energy undercurrents instantly ran wild, tearing the space quickly, twisting the earth, trying to destroy everything, but it had no effect on the three people who were in a fierce confrontation.

Wumian was in high spirits at the moment. He had been away from his boss for more than three years. There was no need to elaborate on his experience on Earth. He just ate and drank, inspected the work of the soul puppets, and looked for the guardian of the treasure land (he found nothing). In general, it was peaceful and stable. Accordingly, Wumian did not find any opportunity to take action.

He even thought about sparring with Tang Haofei, but after observing Tang Haofei's strength and reclusive mentality, Wumian decisively gave up the idea.

Tang Haofei, who was deeply troubled by the price of power, had long lost the capital to compete with Wen Yu!

As soon as he came back this time, he encountered two level 11 big guys. Wumian had an instinctive resistance to level 11 strong men. He had fought with the guardian of the treasure land, and Wumian did not gain any advantage in a one-on-one situation. However, in the past three years, Wen Yu's progress was beyond Wumian's imagination. When Wumian got Wen Yu's blood and transformed into Wen Yu, he immediately found that the current Wen Yu had undergone a qualitative change compared to three years ago!

The improvement of his basic physical fitness made Wumian more comfortable facing the attacks of the human model and the black cloth monster. Coupled with the powerful skill combination, Wumian's offensive became more and more fierce and violent. Every minute and every second, Wumian's strength was multiplied. From the beginning when he was blocked by space and his body was directly shattered, to now suppressing the enemy in all directions, he didn't even bother to dodge the enemy's attacks!

An illusion that was enough to destroy the world...