From Prisoner to Si Chen

In the dim mine, the scarlet nightmare air in the air became more and more dense, and the spiritual vision was almost completely obscured.

Spiritual awareness has been warning.

From the moment he stepped into the mine, the palpitations never stopped.

Jilan had never seen nightmare air of this degree.

It was more dangerous than anything he had encountered before.

‘It seems that it is really possible to be a third-level nightmare monument…’

Jilan narrowed his eyes, maintained a slow pace, and walked in carefully.

Under the spiritual vision, these twisted and uncertain scarlet nightmare air, like a monster with bared fangs and claws, drifted and entangled around Jilan, trying to wrap him up and swallow him.

However, in the depths of Jilan’s eyes, the outline of the cross sword bonfire swayed, directly expelling all the approaching nightmare air and repelling it one meter away from his body.

After swallowing a large number of kingdom marks, his current mental strength has reached an astonishing level, comparable to the sixth level.

Therefore, even the nightmare air emitted by the third-level nightmare monument cannot do anything to Jilan. Unless he falls asleep voluntarily, don't think about forcibly dragging him into the nightmare.

Jilan's actions were not affected at all, and he went all the way to the deepest part of the mine.

"Huh?" He suddenly exclaimed.

When he passed a corner in the corridor, he found several unconscious figures lying on the ground in all directions.

These people were wearing miners' uniforms, helmets, and the flashlights hanging on their chests had run out of energy, flickering weak light, and crackling.

They were covered in dust and lay on the ground with their eyes closed.

Jilan squatted down and stretched out his hand.

'These miners are not dead yet, but they are still trapped in the nightmare...'

He looked thoughtful.

Logically speaking, as a third-level nightmare monument left behind by a 6th-level long-lived person after his death, let alone ordinary people, even ordinary long-lived people who were dragged into the nightmare would have a low chance of survival.

But at this time, several hours had passed since the nightmare erupted, and these miners were still alive.

This surprised Jilan.

If there is nothing special about the miners, then it can only mean that the situation in the nightmare may not be the same as what I expected...

Although it is still dangerous, there is a glimmer of hope.

'We will know after we see it. '

Gillan stood up again.

He walked around the sleeping miners and continued to go deeper.

Not long after.

Gillan walked into an open space with vertical pillars and steel supports, and the overall space was a hemispherical shape.

Searchlights were nailed on the surrounding rock walls, and the light beams were cast towards the center.

More than a dozen figures fell to the ground in a row.

One of them was a man wearing a brown sheriff's uniform and a steel helmet, leaning against the rock wall, sitting there with his head down, and lost consciousness.

"Kuole Karov (Karlau Barbaroche)."

"Male, 19 years old."

Gillan glanced and confirmed that the sheriff was the target of this trip.

He walked over and found that Kuole's appearance was indeed somewhat similar to Duke Hawkes.

Gillan looked around.

Soon, he found the nightmare monument.

On the rock wall behind everyone, a square gray tombstone was half exposed.

On the front of the tombstone, it was engraved with scarlet cursive characters:

"Jason Bane."

"1777-1924."

Gilan's eyes condensed, staring at the nightmare monument.

'Presumably, this is what the deceased 6th-level long-lived person left behind... Did he die here three years ago? His natural life span has not yet ended, and he probably encountered an accident. '

He said to himself.

But the name "Jason" was something Gilan had never heard of.

At the same time, what surprised him was that on this nightmare monument, in addition to the name and life time, there was also a short epitaph below:

"'The white dove of peace, the biggest scam. The betrayer was betrayed in the end.'"

None of the nightmare monuments he had seen before had an "epitaph". Gilan speculated that perhaps only the nightmare monument of the 6th-level long-lived person would have such a special situation.

It was just the content of the epitaph that made Jilan frown.

‘Could it be that the death of this 6th-level Jiushi was related to the “White Dove Tower”…’

Jilan speculated in his heart.

He took a deep breath, relaxed his mind, and removed the protection of the kingdom’s brand on his soul.

Swish——

The scarlet nightmare suddenly swarmed in like a shark smelling blood, and directly submerged Jilan.

Jilan’s consciousness then fell into a trance.

Under the erosion of the nightmare, he was forcibly dragged into sleep in almost the blink of an eye.

Thus, he descended into the nightmare in the monument.

After his vision was restored, Jilan squinted his eyes reflexively because the light was very bright.

Swish——

A strong wind blew in his face, lifting his gradient long hair.

Jilan found that he was actually on a huge suspended platform.

This platform was high in the sky, circular, and had a diameter of more than 100 meters.

There were dark columns standing on the edge, converging at the top, forming a "bird cage"-like appearance.

Jilan glanced around and saw a dozen miners and Sheriff Kuole gathered together, looking straight ahead with horror.

He followed their line of sight.

In the center of the platform, there was a wooden gallows with a man hanging upside down on it.

His arms were tied, and the rope that was supposed to lock his throat was tied to his right ankle.

The man's eyes were closed, and his long brown hair was hanging upside down, looking like he was dead.

Jilan's eyes froze.

A colorful light flashed in his eyes.

"Jason Bane's Obsession (Nightmare Guard)."

"He was a high-level executive of the White Dove Tower and a 'farmer' in one of the 'Three Fables' during his lifetime."

"The path taken is the spiral of the furnace of stars, the path of the 'white dove poet' in October, and the path of the 6th level 'traitor'."

Jilan was shocked when she saw the description of "Guidance Tips". He did not expect that this third-level nightmare monument was actually left behind by the senior executive of the "White Pigeon Tower" after his death.

As for the title "Three Fables", Gillan had never even heard of it. But based on intuition and inference, this is obviously a higher-level member than "Sonnet".

I'm afraid, second only to the tower master "Yin Zhe".

He is the real high-level member of the secret society.

The opponent's sixth-level original name also attracted Jilan's attention.

‘How did he die here three years ago? ’

Ji Lan secretly thought.

‘Did he betray the “White Dove Tower” and be liquidated? ’

He did not act rashly, but stood still and observed the hanging man from a distance.

Sheriff Kuole and the miners on the side, after noticing that another person entered this strange space, not only did not feel happy, but instead showed an even stronger look of panic.

Ji Lan noticed the expressions of these people and became even more wary.

"Have you ever betrayed anyone?"

At this time, the hanging man spoke.

His eyes were still closed, his voice was clear and gentle as water.

Ji Lan had no expression on his face and said calmly:

"No."

"Is the benefit not big enough?"

The Hanged Man chuckled.

"Or are you not brave enough?"

"None of them." Jilan looked calm.

"Oh? Why is that?"

"Because I have my own bottom line."

"Bottom line..." The Hanged Man laughed. "That thing isn't worth much."

The two sides were silent for a few seconds.

"Since you have never betrayed others, have you ever suffered betrayal?" he asked again.

"No." Gillan said.

While he was talking to the other party, he silently turned on the "Guidance Prompt" and glanced around calmly, trying to find the core of this nightmare.

This platform is quite open and has no obstructions. The core location must be extremely easy to find.

However, Jilan's pupils quickly shrank.

Because the direction of guidance is right ahead.

Right here——

The left chest of the hanging man.

'The core of the nightmare is his heart...'

Ji Lan sighed secretly.

This is the most troublesome situation.

The core isn't something out of a nightmare scenario, it's in the guards. In this way, it would be impossible to destroy them in advance to weaken the guards.

‘I can only do it head-on…’

Gillan thought to herself.

The hanging man slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of terrifying eyes with only the whites of his eyes.

He smiled an evil smile.

"Oh? I have never betrayed others, nor have I ever experienced betrayal... That's really a pity. You can't experience the fun of 'betrayal'."

“Why should I experience this feeling?”

Jilan said calmly.

"Are you sick?"

"Oh……"

The Hanged Man laughed.

He moved his bound hands and hooked his left index finger.

"I can understand your slander. After all, you don't understand what I said. But I can help you and let you experience it a little bit..."

As soon as the words fell.

An invisible force burst out from the hanging man's index finger, covering a distance of tens of meters, and enveloped Ji Lan.

"Huh?" Ji Lan's eyes narrowed.

His right hand slowly raised...

Then, trembling continuously, he moved towards his neck.

"If the body was given a will, would it be grateful to you? Or would it betray you?"

The smile on the hanging man's face became more and more ferocious.

"I'm looking forward to it..."

Snap!

Jilan's right hand immediately grabbed his neck, and he frowned.

This was the first time he encountered this strange power.

His right hand is obviously still conscious, but it is completely out of control, as if it really has its own will, trying to rebel and kill the subject who originally controlled it.

Gillan is not without countermeasures.

He suppressed his terrifying grip and used his left index finger to tap on his right arm with a mysterious rhythm.

A few puffs.

His right arm suddenly went limp, lost its strength, and dropped to his side as if it were boneless.

This is a simplified secret technique that he used to use the "Gerald Bloodletting Sword" to block the perception of the entire right arm, thereby eliminating the opponent's mysterious influence.

"Why stop?"

The Hanged Man grinned.

"Try the other side again..."

As he spoke, he hooked his fingers again.

The invisible force strikes again.

This time, Gilan's left hand began to tremble.

His eyes flashed.

Bang! !

Gillan knew that dragging him on like this was not an option, so he stepped on it and rushed towards the gallows.

The stone slabs of the platform were shattered by the sudden burst of kicks, creating a dent and causing dust to rise backwards.

Gilan's figure traced a long blurred trajectory and rushed forward.

In the process, he regained the feeling in his right arm, repeated his old trick, and blocked his left hand with finger strikes.

At the same time, he took out the Staff of Laughter and transformed into the form of a flower basket cross sword.

All this happens in just a few seconds.

Ji Lan has arrived in front of the Hanged Man.

Without saying a word, he held the sword with one hand and threw out the "World Sword".

The silver sword light burst out, shining brightly.

"Silver plate." Jilan said coldly.

The cross sword in his hand blurred for a moment and disappeared.

Then it turned into starlight, gathered like a streamer, crossed a gorgeous arc, and swept towards the hanged man.

But the other party did not dodge or avoid, staring at him. At the same time, he pointed at Jilan with five fingers.

"Will the sword in your hand not betray you?"

The hanged man said viciously.

Ding! !

There was only a crisp sound.

Jilan was surprised to find that the silver sword light in his eyes suddenly collapsed, and the cross sword stopped on the side of the hanged man's neck, several centimeters apart, but no longer moving forward.

The sword of laughter began to tremble, uncontrollably, trying to break free from his hand.

'Even weapons without life can be affected by the opponent's mysterious power...'

Jilan's eyes were solemn.

He exchanged glances with the Hanged Man, and then heard him speak again:

"Do you think that what you see, what you hear, what you think... are all yours, and will not betray you?"

Jilan's face changed slightly.

If even perception deceives oneself, and even thinking no longer belongs to oneself...this battle can basically be declared a failure.

At this moment, Gilan's thoughts seemed to have entered a world where time stopped.

He thought a lot.

Finally, he thought of the key point.

'The Kingdom Seal is a barrier against the mystery. This is where I am currently the strongest. How could I suddenly ignore this point...'

'Yes...'

'The moment I let go of my mind and removed the protection of the Kingdom Seal, the other party had already influenced me with the nightmare...'

'My mind, at that moment, subconsciously ignored this point...'

'The mysterious person on the path of the "White Dove Poet" is indeed extremely difficult to deal with... Fortunately, this is just Jason's obsession. Even if he is a level 6 "traitor", the remaining power is not enough to completely overwhelm me. '

Jilan blinked.

Time seemed to have returned to normal.

The Hanged Man looked at the purple-eyed young man in front of him. The flower basket cross sword had turned the tip of the sword, drew a perfect arc, and slashed towards the other's neck——

Bang! ! !

A loud noise.

The blood mist exploded.

The Hanged Man was stunned.

His white eyes slowly moved, and he saw a strong arm piercing his left chest.

Jilan grabbed the blade of the flower basket cross sword with one hand, and blood burst out between his fingers, flowing along his wrist and forearm.

With the other hand, he clenched his fist and pierced the Hanged Man's chest like a cannonball!

He lowered his eyes, looked at the Hanged Man's face cracking like porcelain, and grinned:

"Do you really think that 'betrayal' is a wonderful experience... If that's the case, how could you die because of it and leave such an obsession?"

The Hanged Man was stunned.

Then.

Puff——

Jilan pulled his hand out, holding a heart that had already turned gray and necrotic.

This was the core of the nightmare.

Jilan clenched his palm hard.

It instantly exploded into powder.

"You damn..."

The face of the hanged man was distorted, and he stretched out his hands, clenching his fingers.

An invisible force far beyond the past surged towards Jilan.

Jilan's eyes were fierce.

In his purple eyes, the cross sword bonfire burned fiercely.

The invisible force passed through his body, but was instantly bounced away, without any effect...