Chapter 89.2
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What? Uh-
The reincarnator fell into the fissure that had appeared before they could react, screams echoing against the walls.
Oh no!!
Another crack appeared in the floor, and another reincarnator dropped. Even if he tried to fly out in his bat form, it couldnt resist the strong gravitational force, disappearing into dark silence.
Al looked at the three people left, cold sweat trickling down his forehead. Damn it! It was a deeper illusion! They fell into their subconscious!
In this world of dreams, Morris, Nightmares final BOSS, dominated everything. However, the monsters that saw the light of day were actually only created from the imaginative fear the people trapped in the illusions felt.
The power Morris had could pull people into their deepest mindscapes, where he wove nightmares that would throw even the most seasoned reincarnator into despair.
No one can completely control their subconscious mind; even if they have experienced countless worlds and strengthened themselves to the limit of human beings, they couldnt get rid of the curse of the human imagination.
In the subconscious, they would lose all the abilities that they once had, be squashed like ants, and have their souls irreversibly damaged.
Its over even if Morris cant get into the Worlds Guardian, he can create all kinds of hallucinations, disturb our reason, and then pull us into his prepared nightmares the moment we go crazy
Arduously confronting the constantly emerging monsters, Al glanced up at the shroud of the shimmering turquoise light.
The very obvious crack in it had long since disappeared.
Everything they saw now was just a projection inside a hallucination.
A reincarnator with a crew cut was also very aware of the current situation. He smiled bitterly and stopped swinging his weapon. Forget it, Captain. Im tired.
Instead of being killed by the boss after entering the subconscious level, it was more efficient to off themselves right now, when the damage done to their souls hadnt accumulated by much.
Crew Cuts body was drenched in the blood that poured from huge cavities in his musculature.
He was at the end of his rope; his arms were consistently trembling in exhaustion and he couldnt even hold up the machete in his hand anymore.
Sorry, Captain, Ill go back first aughhr!!!
Even though he was willing to die, the reincarnator still couldnt suppress his pained screams when he got piled on by ravenous black beasts.
[Number of deaths this mission: 13]
Old Klaus
Struggling to support everyone, Milo tearfully watched the miserable death of a man she held in high esteem.
Al also looked away uncomfortably, the prosthetic arm that had been constantly shooting energy beams stalling for a moment.
Milo, get behind me!
As the captain, Al knew very well that Old Klauss initiative to give up was the correct decision, but he personally wouldnt stand to go out that way
Because Milo was still here.
Milos soul was strong, yes, but bearing the pain of resurrection would be strenuous. Every resurrection was betting against death.
He couldnt leave her behind. They had to survive to the last minute and hope for a chance of survival.
So annoying-arent you bored yet? Even Im a bit tired!
The BOSSs voice floated in from outside the dome; the cruel banter dragged Al and Milo even further into the abyss of despair.
Do you really think I cant get in? Well, it feels good to stay in this turtle shell ~
A scarred blond man popped inside the protective cover and looked at the shocked duo with a smile.
Jiejiejiewhy didnt you think properly before hurting him?
Morris thrust his hand out at Al and Milo, eyes full of the same look they had whenever they saw a nativea look called contempt.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!- The red-haired girl collapsed and dissolved in a matter of seconds, an enormous amount of pain sweeping her entire soul.
No, MILO!!! Agkk as Milo turned into a pool of minced meat, pus and blood, Al tried to hug her sloughing body, but found out the same moment that he had started the same disgusting process of melting
Up until the moment he died, Al had no idea why the BOSS would care so much about a cannon fodder whose destiny was to die beneath his oppression.
Maybe he was wrong, and shouldnt have looked down on the guy named Zhou Yu in the beginning.
That guy-he was the biggest variable.
[Number of deaths this mission: 15]
[An advanced task was detected as incomplete, executing the erasure command.
[Instruction has been executed, number of resurrections remaining: 4]
Its a perfect match-jiejiejie. I wish you all good dreams ~
Morris curled the corners of his lips and turned away from the bloodstained shield.
The nightmare ruler stepped out of the broken dreamscape with high expectations.
Zhou Yu was waiting for him.
Is he worrying?
The author has something to say: Huh! Finally dead, it should be possible to end this world tomorrow. Qaq is not easy.
Sorry, today I forgot to put it on orz Im sorry!
Thank you Xiaojiu x3, Ying Fei grass grows x2, claustrophobic mines ~ Thank you little angel mines ~ Thank you ~
Thanks to Ni Ni s grenade ~ Thanks to Angel ~ Its a waste! Do you love you ~
Thank you for your nutrition
Little Theater: :
Spiritual world consciousness: (Old fathers kind smile) Today is Valentines Day, so dying as a couple is not a big deal, right?
Al and Milo: (Empty) Tui!
Cthulhus world consciousness: (tie them up) I think they seem to have a heat stroke.
Future world consciousness: (eating silently) is a simpleton underneath, so it doesnt matter ~
Nightmare World Consciousness: (silently pulled out a marriage certificate) I am married to future!
Future world consciousness: (Crash.jpg) Dont bullshit! Under the innocence! (Pull yourself up.jpg)
Nightmare world consciousness: (a serious one) Well, we are not married, we are just dating!
Future world consciousness: (Relaxed) Huh! I said it early! Its innocent under the ground!
Nightmare World Consciousness: (Planning.jpg)
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