Chapter 315: Demonic Obstacle

If Chen Ke guessed correctly, the little boy was Conrad's son, and he must have been dead for a long time.

And the worst thing must not be just this, his wife is also in danger.

As for how they died? Chen Ke looked at the crying Conrad, and he had already pieced together the answer in his mind.

After Conrad returned from the Gulf War, he suffered from PTSD symptoms, which made his personality changeable.

No matter what happened in these years, Conrad finally exposed his wife and son during an attack of the disease.

And this is why Conrad became a holy relic smuggler, he was hiding from the United States Federation.

The most fun place is not just this... but this sea. Chen Ke now finally understands why the Administration wants to ban this sea.

This sea is a demon... It can turn people's subconscious troubles, nightmares and mental trauma into entities and project them onto the ship, making people crazy.

And the most dangerous thing is not just that... These illusions are not just illusions, they can really have a real impact on the people or things around them. The navigator and the helmsman undoubtedly died at the hands of the child.

Moreover, the magic barriers produced by different people can also be seen and affected by others. Those planes falling from the sky must be the shadow left by the Gulf War in Conrad's heart.

For now, Chen Ke only knows that these versions of the magic barriers are full of malice, but there may be more things he doesn't know.

In any case, the top priority now is to restore Conrad to normal, and then see if there is any way to make the magic barriers disappear.

Chen Ke finally understood why the little boy's figure could not be seen by the spiritual vision, because it did not exist at all. Maybe the magic barrier itself is a more advanced illusion.

Chen Ke couldn't help but think of Baldur, who was also something that could not be seen by the spiritual vision. Could it be that he who appeared in the clothing store at that time was also an illusion?

Now is not the time to think about this problem. Chen Ke snatched the photo frame from Conrad's hand, and a scarlet murderous aura rose from behind him, and a small stream of it was poured into Conrad's body.

Conrad's body trembled violently, as if he was stimulated by something. He stood up all of a sudden and took out his large-caliber revolver from the holster behind him. His hand holding the gun was shaking slightly.

"Damn... Damn... What happened!" Conrad roared in a low voice and pointed the gun at the captain's room.

Chen Ke patted Conrad's shoulder from behind, and Conrad immediately turned around and pointed the gun at himself.

"+1 minute"

"+1 minute"

"+1 minute"

"+1 minute"

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Since Chen Ke's life limit has been raised to a certain level, it seems that all ordinary people who do not have psychic power can hardly pose a real threat to him.

Of course, this also depends on the holy objects and extraordinary skills in Chen Ke's hands.

It seems that the life limit is of great significance to him. It is life, time, psychic limit, and power level.

"You are finally back to normal. Conrad." Chen Ke said.

Conrad looked at Chen Ke blankly with a confused look on his face, and slowly put down the gun. Then he held his forehead, as if recalling something.

"It's an illusion, Conrad, I think I found the weirdness of this sea." Chen Ke said, walked to the door of the captain's room and looked out.

"I remember I saw my..." Conrad panted, a little bit unbelievable about what he had experienced.

"Your son... Conrad, maybe you will meet your wife. I hope she won't bring us more trouble." Chen Ke took over.

"What do you mean...?" Conrad said puzzled.

"The ship is now missing a helmsman and a navigator." Chen Ke said.

"What...?" Conrad was stunned.

At this time, a large plane fell from the sky with a roar, hitting 50 meters away from the right harbour of the Endurance, splashing huge waves, and exploded in the sea.

"Bang!"

The power was so strong that the Endurance couldn't help shaking.

"What's the situation outside the window?" Conrad was startled and ran to the window to look out. Chen Ke found that his expression slowly changed from confusion to horror.

"Some planes fell from the sky, I don't know what happened." Chen Ke said.

"This is... This is... During the Night Owl Operation... Oh my God..." Conrad trembled, holding the window glass.

"Sure enough... Did this scene appear in the Gulf War?" Chen Ke frowned.

"That night we sent six B52 bombers to attack a city in the interior of Sus... Where was I..." Conrad said.

"Well, what happened that night?" Chen Ke asked.

He wanted to know the exact information, so that at least he could know what the magic barrier would be transformed into.

"The refugees from that city passed through our checkpoint... Chen Ke, there are no civilians in Sus, they are all experimental subjects..." Conrad's breathing was a little rapid, as if something terrible had happened that night.

"I roughly know what you want to say..." Chen Ke said.

"We suffered heavy casualties, and those things kept coming out... We couldn't kill them all..." Conrad said, he leaned against the bulkhead, his heart beating violently.

"Relax, Conrad, you did what you should do. Tell me about the anti-aircraft guns... and the plane crash..." Chen Ke came to Conrad and supported him.

"Their conventional armed forces have anti-aircraft guns, which are set up on the top floors of some residential buildings... They were camouflaged before, and none of us could find them... Many people died that night, and we could only retreat and wait for the psychic regular army to come to support..." Conrad panted, his eyes full of bloodshot. It seems that that night caused him a lot of psychological trauma.

Just think about it, groups of civilians suddenly all use psychic power to attack you, and then because they are incomplete experimental subjects, they cause phenomena such as self-explosion and limb loss... Then your companions are melted into gravy around you...

Chen Ke even sympathized with Conrad. He survived Sus Bay, suffered from PTSD, became a murderer, and was forced to engage in the business of smuggling holy objects.

This life trajectory is really full of drama.

"I roughly know what may happen next. We must be prepared. Before the ship leaves here, we must find a way to survive, and be careful not to sink the ship." Chen Ke said calmly. He looked down with psychic vision and found that there was some commotion in the cabin.

"Can we go? I think there are some situations below that need to be dealt with." Chen Ke asked.

"I'm fine, young man, don't pretend in front of me!" Conrad slowed down, stood up and checked the gun in his hand.

The two walked out of the captain's room together. Conrad looked at the cabin and found two crew members lying on the ground.

"Who did all this?" Conrad asked.

"It's probably your son. The shadow I saw at the crane at the stern should be him." Chen Ke explained.

"Don't treat that thing as my son. If I meet it, I will do it myself. But now, this ship cannot be without a helmsman. I have to steer here temporarily. Chen Ke, you go down and bring some crew members up. I want to make this ship run normally." Conrad said in a deep voice.

"Are you sure you want to stay here alone? If you meet your son...that little beast, ordinary large-caliber bullets can't hurt it." Chen Ke said.

"Do you think this magazine is loaded with lead bullets?" Conrad smiled.

Chen Ke hummed. As a holy relic smuggler, it is normal for Conrad to have some low-quality psychic bullets made by the people.

"That's easy. I don't have to worry too much about you." Chen Ke said with a smile. Then he turned around and went down the escalator to the crew rest area.