Journey to Infinity from the Witcher

Just then.

Brush brush brush...

A series of virtual data characters flashing with pale white light began to dance in front of Gordon's eyes.

"Exception in host status detected..."

"Host's mental decline..."

"Host's mental decline..."

"Host attribute data update..."

[Digitalization of host attributes]

[Race: Human]

[Soul Power: 0]

[Physique LV51 (temporary); Strength LV3; Agility LV3; Mental LV2-1 (temporary)]

[Strength Level: First Level]

[Ability Mastery: Universal Language; Sword Mastery LV1; Swiftness (Special); Trample (Special)]

[Characteristics: People beyond the river of destiny]

【......】

"This is..."

"My mental strength actually dropped by two points in a row!"

"I have the bonus of the "Ogre Physique" potion. My mental strength was originally LV21 (temporary), but now it has turned into -1!"

"Is this... falling into some kind of malicious fantasy?"

"Is that why your mental strength dropped significantly?"

Gordon shook his head, feeling that his mind was indeed much more drowsy than before.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, but there is nothing I can do about it.

"call..."

Taking a deep breath, Gordon stared at the surroundings with an extremely vigilant expression, then reached out and slowly pulled out the cross silver sword from his back.

Regarding the illusion, Gordon had experienced it before at the wizard Frog's house hidden in the slums in the west area of ​​Forovdo Town.

The characters and other things in the illusion are so lifelike that ordinary people cannot tell them apart in a short period of time just by looking at them with the naked eye.

Gordon also stared at a certain beautiful girl who was completely naked for a long time before he noticed that her expression was different from that of a normal person.

If there were other people among them, it would be difficult for Gordon to tell them apart.

Just now, I was in a strange church, and now I am here.

Apart from being trapped in a fantasy, Gordon can't think of any other reason...

"wrong..."

At this time, Gordon suddenly looked at the ground, and was shocked to find that on the hard soil under his feet, there were strange patterns inlaid with stones of the same size.

"This is not a fantasy, I am still in that weird church!"

Gordon was shocked and immediately clenched the sword in his hand.

"Save me..."

Suddenly, a shrill and desperate female voice suddenly sounded from the gray mist.

"Who will save me..."

The desperate female voice sounded again. Gordon listened carefully and found that the voice sounded like a woman crying for help in times of fear and despair.

If this was in Forovdo, why would Gordon go and see it?

But in this situation, if he believes that someone is really calling for help, then there is something really wrong with his head.

That desperate cry for help may have been true once, but now...

Gordon looked serious, holding a sword in one hand, and unknowingly pulled out a bottle of black magic potion in the other hand.

"Help me..."

As if aware of Gordon's thoughts, the female voice came again, but the tone had changed, from desperate and helpless to cold and cold.

"Why don't you save me..."

The cold and sinister tone instantly turned into a vicious and vicious voice again.

At this moment, Gordon noticed something approaching quickly in the gray mist in front of him.

"Bo..."

The mouth of the black potion bottle was opened, Gordon raised his head and drank the potion "Ogre Power".

Having already drunk the experience, Gordon didn't give the potion time to stay in his mouth, and poured it directly into his throat.

"Gulu gulu..."

There were two forced swallowing sounds, the moment the magic potion entered the body.

Gordon's face instantly became distorted and ferocious.

A pair of azure pupils quickly turned as black as ink.

Black veins bulged out, starting from the dark eye sockets and spreading to all sides of the face.

At the same time.

Brush brush brush...

A series of virtual data characters once again jumped and flashed in front of Gordon's eyes out of thin air.

"Exception in host status detected..."

"The host's power is enhanced..."

"Host attribute data update..."

[Digitalization of host attributes]

[Race: Human]

[Soul Power: 0]

[Physique LV51 (temporary); Strength LV31 (temporary); Agility LV3; Mental LV2-1 (temporary)]

【......】

At the moment when Gordon completed his transformation into an evil spirit.

A dark figure suddenly rushed out of the gray fog and rushed towards Gordon!

The speed was so fast that Gordon almost saw a dark shadow, and the opponent immediately pounced on him.

Gordon was surprised, but he didn't panic at all. He immediately raised his sword and blocked it in front of him.

"Bang..."

The sound of gold and iron clashing exploded!

Gordon's figure was knocked back two steps by the huge force coming from the sword, and he was about to fight back.

The dark figure missed the target, quickly dodged into the gray mist, and disappeared.

"Very strong..."

The black shadow disappeared, and Gordon murmured in a low voice as he looked at the gray mist around him, his vigilance already raised to the highest level.

With his current LV6 physique and LV4 strength, he was knocked back by the opponent with one blow. It is completely conceivable how strong the opponent is!

Slightly loosening his hands that were almost numb from the shock, Gordon was alert to the monster coming again, and at the same time, he kept looking around the ground.

The strange patterns on the ground under my feet are the same as the strange church before. No matter whether what I see in front of me is an illusion or my own hallucination.

Then it is very likely that I am still in the previous church at this time.

Although the stone altar and the strange statue are missing, you can try to look for them and see if you can find a way out.

"call..."

Thinking of this, Gordon took a deep breath.

Everything happened in such a short time that Gordon didn't have time to think too much and couldn't think of anything.

But one thing is certain, we must leave here as soon as possible.

He could already feel the thoughts in his mind becoming increasingly dizzy and obscure, and it was harder to concentrate every time than before.

If you continue to stay here, your spirit will probably continue to decline.

If it really drops to a certain level, Gordon will probably be directly assimilated by the control here, and there will be no need to fight.

"call..."

"No, you must get out of here!"

"As soon as possible!"

Gordon shook his head violently to regain his energy, and slowly walked forward with swords in both hands.

Everything here is full of weirdness and weirdness!

Gordon could not even see clearly the figure of the monster that had just attacked him. All he saw was a thick black figure that could not be broken away, and his appearance could not be clearly seen at all.

The monster is hiding in the hazy gray mist around it, and it will definitely come again.

The gray fog seemed to block the line of sight, making it impossible to see clearly from two to three meters away.

Gordon gathered his energy and walked forward slowly.

Sudden.

"Save me..."

"Who will save me..."

"Hehehehe, no one can save you today..."

"Kill him, he has betrayed his faith and his master..."

"Please, let me go. I really have no money. This is money to buy medicine for my son. He will die without medicine. You can't take it away. Give it back to me..."

"The quality of your followers is very poor..."

"Strip them naked and tie them up. These are sacrifices to the master..."

"No, let go of Lina..."

"You cultists, you will have to die..."

"I curse you, you will definitely go to hell, you will definitely..."

Various sounds such as pleading, arrogance, cruelty, anger, disdain, or hatred... came into Gordon's ears from the surrounding gray mist.

Gordon suddenly felt dizzy and had a splitting headache.

At this moment, Gordon suddenly found that his foot was grabbed tightly by something.