I control the world with magic

"Everyone, immediately disperse in the corners and hide, plug your ears, no matter what the people outside say, don't open the door!"

Even without Ye Fanyu's instructions, the others had already found their positions, squatting in the corners with their hands on their heads, shivering.

In the past three days, they have experienced many such incidents. Basically, as long as it is daytime, they will be besieged by villagers who swarm in. Those villagers are ever-changing, and they can even become your relatives to tempt you to open the door.

So the best solution is not to look, listen, or respond.

Outside the door.

Li Qiang knocked on the door for a long time, but no one responded.

"Strange, what's wrong with them? Why don't you open the door? There are obviously people inside."

"It should be a misunderstanding." Su Mu roughly guessed the thoughts of the people inside. He looked back at the rows of "zombies" behind him. Indeed, in the nightmare world, after being chased by humanoid monsters for three days, he suddenly saw a group of such people in black, and it was reasonable to be afraid.

Especially since all these men in black were hypnotized, they only had one thought in their minds, that is, for the leader. These people didn't know what fear was, so they seemed a little out of place.

"Leader, I'll go and knock the door open." Zhao Chaoyao volunteered.

"Go ahead." Su Mu nodded, and at this time, Yang Dongqing stood up.

"No, I'll communicate with them. It's easy to cause misunderstandings if you knock on the door rashly."

As he said, Yang Dongqing walked to the door and said loudly: "Don't get me wrong, we are not nightmare monsters, but nightmare apostles like you, but we entered three days later. I am a transcendent. You open the door and discuss how to cooperate to get through this nightmare."

Silence, dead silence, no one responded in the house.

Yang Dongqing: "..."

Bang!

He kicked the door open, and the dilapidated iron door slammed heavily on the ground, making a harsh metal sound.

The moment the door opened, Yang Dongqing was greeted by a flame like a bullet!

The flame bullet cut through the sky, and the air was distorted and deformed wherever it passed, leaving a long, hot track in the dark night sky.

Yang Dongqing's face suddenly changed, and he had no time to dodge, so he had to reach out to catch it. A touch of steel color appeared on his palm.

Boom!

The violent flames burst out, and in the flames, Yang Dongqing seemed to be hit by a shell head-on, and flew backwards fiercely, and his palm became charred.

Ye Fanyu's surprised voice came from the room: "[Iron Ambition]! Are you really a superhuman!?"

At this time, he was making a gun shape with one hand, with his index finger and thumb raised, and the other three fingers folded, just like a child imitating a gun with his hand, beeping there, but the tip of his index finger was burning with a hot flame, which was unusually bright in the dim room.

"Fuck!" Yang Dongqing got up from the ground in a mess and said angrily: "Didn't I just say that we are not nightmare monsters!"

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Ye Fanyu showed surprise on his face, but his right hand still kept the pistol posture, and the flame on his fingertips did not dissipate.

"You don't know, there are many monsters in this nightmare wearing human skin, they will try their best to trick us to open the door, so I can't believe it.

However, the ability you just displayed is indeed [Iron Ambition], and those monsters can't break the doors and windows. I reacted subconsciously before, but now I can be sure that you are a transcendent, not a nightmare monster."

Yang Dongqing patted the dust on his body, and his expression eased slightly.

Then, Ye Fanyu's eyes swept over Su Mu and others, with a vigilant look: "Although I can confirm that you are not a nightmare monster, what's wrong with them? Why are they wearing the same clothes?"

Su Mu leaned on the snake-patterned wooden cane, took a step forward, and smiled: "What? Do nightmare apostles have any requirements for clothing?"

"It's not that there are requirements for clothing, but all nightmare apostles enter individually, and the nightmares they go to each time are also random. You are obviously members of an organization. When did nightmare apostles also form a team? Don't tell me that you temporarily formed an organization after entering and prepared clothes in advance.

You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise I can only suspect that you are not human beings at all, but nightmare monsters!"

Ye Fanyu held his right hand with his left hand and aimed at Su Mu and others. If there was no flame between his index fingers, the scene would be very funny.

Su Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, and had a guess in his mind. It seems that when the Nightmare Apostle enters the Nightmare World, it is just like matching in the game. Every time he meets a different teammate, he can only play alone and cannot enter in a team.

Because of this,That would arouse Ye Fanyu's vigilance.

How should he lie to him?

Su Mu certainly couldn't say that he brought everyone into the same nightmare through dreams. Of course, the other party probably wouldn't believe it if he said it.

So...

Su Mu pushed his brown glasses and smiled faintly: "It's a very reasonable question, but... I can't help but ask, Mr. Ye, what kind of person are you? Are you worthy of me explaining to you?"

Click! Click!

The sound of countless pistols loading sounded!

More than a dozen black pistols pointed at Ye Fanyu in unison.

Swish!

Ye Fanyu's face was covered with cold sweat on the spot, and the flame on his index finger almost went out. The stiff feeling of being pointed at by a gun surged throughout his body.

He was indeed a transcendent, but he didn't have a body of steel. Being pointed at by more than a dozen guns at such a close distance would definitely kill him.

Especially after he saw the eyes of those gunmen, he was even more terrified.

The rows of men in black stood straight like sculptures, all with expressionless faces and cold eyes. Their muscles were taut, ready to pull the trigger at any time. The faint moonlight cast shadows on their faces, making their expressions look even colder and more terrifying.