Rules-based ghost talk game

In this battle of faith transformed from the battlefield of dreams, there is no reason for the woman in the red dress to lose.

However, what she didn't expect was that Trola, the vice-president of the Judgment Council in front of her, had made his faith so "pure".

Most beliefs are: [You tell me your point of view, and after understanding it, I think you are right, so I believe in you and am willing to dedicate myself to it.]

But Trola's faith is as pure as: [I believe in you].

The intermediate process is skipped directly.

The woman in the red dress didn't look very good. After listening to Trola saying that the God of Order must not be blasphemed, she felt like she was powerless.

She wanted to "reason" with the man, but the man was a gangster and would not reason with her.

Therefore, because of Trola's "purity", the level of this duel to find the weak points of the soul was lowered, and it became a direct battle between the spiritual power and heritage of both parties.

"The Eye of Order." Trola chanted in a low voice, and between his eyebrows, the divine emblem of Order became more solid, so that a huge eye suddenly appeared in the sky!

As soon as Chen An looked at it, he suddenly felt a stinging pain in his eyes. He immediately closed his eyes and turned his head away. His heart was full of shock, because the last time this happened was the last time.

It was when Liu Neng revealed the true form of the "Spider of Destiny" angel in Ruandu.

But in reality, Chen An's tightly closed eyes were already filled with two lines of blood and tears!

"Chen An!" Yin Qiaoxian looked at Tang Guozhong quickly and said, "What's wrong with him?!"

"You must have seen something that cannot be seen directly." Tang Guozhong looked at Chen An: "His soul is quite special. It should only be glimpsed. It is not a big problem. If other people were like this, their heads would probably explode.

Wipe the blood for the young master."

"Is it because blood and tears on the face will have bad effects?" Yin Qiaoxian quickly took out a tissue, carefully knelt on the bed, and wiped the blood and tears flowing from Chen An's eyes.

She was anxious, and the feeling of being powerless and unable to do anything made her extremely tormented.

"No, it can make the young master look less attractive," Tang Guozhong said.

Yin Qiaoxian: "..."

...

The personality and terror of the Eye of Order condensed by Trola are completely the product of two worlds compared to the "Soul Bead" that carries the power of the "Eye of Order".

The Eye of Order is a true artifact.

And what Trola showed at this moment was the projection of the Eye of Order!

This stems from his status as the vice-president of the Adjudication Council. You must know that the Order Adjudication Council is the official punishment department of the Cult of Kosmos and is under the unified control of the Holy See Order Adjudication Council located in the main city of Elt, Grimma.

The Tribunal of Order is the eye of the Cult of Kosmos, and it is also the sword of the Cult of Kosmos.

In layman's terms, if the Cult of Order is the government of a secular country, then the Adjudication Council of Order is a combination of the military, police, procuratorate, and courts!

At this moment, the body of the woman in the red dress had exploded!

She completely turned into a mist of nothingness. Under the gaze of the Eye of Order, she had no means of resistance.

"You don't carry the sacred weapon of the Self Sect with you?" Trola frowned slightly. He felt uneasy that the woman in the red dress was dealt with so easily.

This seems too smooth.

You and I both have backgrounds. I just told you who my grandfather is, and you tell me that you are an orphan?

And at this moment, something strange suddenly appeared in Chen An's heart, a strong desire for self-mutilation and self-destruction emerged like threads!

In reality, he let out a low roar and suddenly opened his eyes. His scarlet eyes were full of violence, which shocked Yin Qiaoxian.

"Chen An, what's wrong with you?" Yin Qiaoxian asked quickly.

But Chen An didn't react and still maintained this posture.

Tang Guozhong looked at Chen An and said: "It's the boss's power that's "reversed"."

The Hanged Lord, The Hanged Lord.

Hanging upside down is a kind of inversion.

Turn your mind upside down, turn your heart upside down!

If you are cowardly and stupid, you will be kind, wise, brave and fearless.

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If you desire to live, when turned upside down, you will desire self-death.

The reversal is not complete and complete, and is often limited to a "point" for divergence.

"Then what should we do now?" Yin Qiaoxian asked anxiously: "I...will he be fine? He will definitely not be, right?"

Tang Guozhong was a little surprised when he saw Yin Qiaoxian's anxiety.

Now Chen An doesn't know what happened, and Yin Qiaoxian doesn't have to pretend, so she is really anxious.

Tang Guozhong knew about Chen An's past, and Chen An also mentioned it to him, but he still couldn't fully understand the relationship between Chen An and Yin Qiaoxian.

The two of them obviously didn't know each other long and had no common experiences. The only "life-and-death friendship" was in Dalin Mountain. In order to pass the customs, Yin Qiaoxian had no choice but to trust Chen An.

To put it mildly, Yin Qiaoxian trusted Chen An.

To put it bluntly, in that situation, you have to trust even if you don't trust, otherwise you will be finished first.

Therefore, Tang Guozhong could only guess that Yin Qiaoxian and Chen An might have some similarities, that is, they no longer have any acquaintances around them.

Therefore, the current "sincerity" is more like "if you are alone for a long time, you will inevitably want to travel together." First update @

And if something goes wrong with Chen An, for Yin Qiaoxian, it would be like falling into loneliness again.

Just like Chen An did not hesitate to save Yin Qiaoxian when he was in Luma Village. Isn't it because Chen An has been alone for a long time and doesn't want to be alone? So when he sets out on the road, he feels that he has no company and doesn't want to be lonely anymore.

What?

At times like this, when the opportunity to meet an old friend is presented to you, there is nothing unusual about not hesitating.

At least, this is how Tang Guozhong understood it.

Tang Guozhong shook his head: "The young master knows very well that that woman is at least a middle-level member of the I-go sect. The young master's spiritual defense was not even able to defeat me back then, let alone her?"

After all, as the reincarnation of the Endless Traveler, Chen An has a very special soul.

If the soul of an average person is a soft and fragile white paper, after being torn apart by pain, it will gradually dissipate and cannot be restored, leading to death on the spiritual level.

It seems that Chen An's soul has a buff called "it will not disappear after being torn apart" on this basis.

The process is still painful, but... you won't die.

...

In the dream battlefield, Trola suddenly woke up.

So, have you used the power of the holy weapon from the beginning?

It's a whip.

Trola realized that the whip in the woman's hand should be a sacred weapon, derived from the sacred weapon of the hanging Lord.

Trola didn't know when the whip in the woman's hand began to disappear, but thinking about it now, it should be that every time the woman whipped, she buried an emotional "anchor" in the dream battlefield.

It is precisely because of this that she has never thought about defeating her own will mentally. What she said before about your gods' acquiescence is just a cover.

She had long thought of the fact that her faith in the great God of Order was extremely firm.

Trola stroked the "Sword of Judgment" in his hand. This is a masterpiece of extraordinary power, but extraordinary power does not belong to this world after all. Although the divine religion relies on its foundation and can borrow from "the great it", it is undeniable that

, use a little less of this stuff.

However, these basic extraordinary spells consume very little of the foundation of the divine religion. The foundation of the divine religion is a vast ocean, and the use of these basics is just a drop of sea water.

However, Trola pursed his lips, he hesitated.

The use of some high-level extraordinary powers consumes more than just a drop of water. It may be a basin of water, or a stream.

Don't think that this is insignificant to the sea, because first, the religion is very big, and there are many people who use water.

Second, this kind of loss is irreversible.

And it has lasted for three hundred years,

What's more, no one knows how long it will last, maybe forever.

Now my thinking is very divergent, which means that I have been affected by the woman's holy weapon, and I can't stop the divergence of my thinking. If I continue, my thoughts will... (This chapter is not finished!)

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will go astray into the unknown.

Then, use your quota of extraordinary power for this year.

Trolla sighed and seemed to have made up her mind.

Chen An, on the other hand, slowly fell into the abyss of loss amid extremely crazy violence.

At this moment, he felt that he was floating in the sea of ​​the abyss. It was the familiar sea again, and the familiar sinking. But the difference from before was that everything this time was extremely hot!

Boiling sea water!

That hotness is going to drive me crazy!

Chen An has never felt that sinking and madness are so close to him!

He felt himself falling, falling, falling in the hot sea!

Suddenly, my back felt hard!

He stood up, and the hot feeling disappeared all of a sudden.

The surrounding scenes made Chen An feel familiar, but the disappearance of this familiarity and heat made him feel even more... uneasy.

...At this moment, in the dream battlefield, Trola also closed his eyes. His dream incarnation flickered on and off, and in reality, the priests suddenly turned red, as if they were about to start fighting each other the next moment!

They had a lot of team building and love before, but now the hatred is so fierce.

Because of Trola, they were contaminated by the Hanged Lord!

At this time, Trola, who was surrounded by several priests, suddenly roared and cut off the connection between himself and several priests.

As the sealed objects on the bodies of several priests emitted strange fluctuations, the pollution was quickly eliminated. The pollution in them was just the aftermath of the aftermath, not the bulk at all.

But it also means that Trola chose to resist the huge whirlpool of frontal pollution sources alone!

And Chen An was also affected by the aftermath.

But unlike those priests, Chen An was really in the dream battlefield, and the aftermath was even more intense.

The woman in the red dress is dead. Brother Scar paid the price with his life when he used the level 2 sealed artifact, not to mention the evil sacred artifact?

But the woman in the red dress is not dead. She has integrated her life and soul with this sacred instrument, and is burning brightly at the end of her life.

This period of time would not last long, but it would burn fiercely, and she believed that this time was enough.

It was enough for her to bury a seed belonging to the "Hanged Lord" deep in the heart of Trola, the vice-president of the Judgment Society. With the passage of time in the future, Trola's faith and Tao will no longer be

No matter how firm you are, you will slowly and firmly become a loyal believer of the Hanged Lord.

One for one, no loss.

Even the woman in the red dress felt that she had made a profit.

The fear of a serious ego sect is certainly not as weighty as the fear of an undercover ego sect member in the Judgment Council.

...Chen An, who was shrouded in the aftermath of the pollution, felt very uneasy at the moment.

Because he discovered that the world in front of him had become like home, not the home of the desolate god's religion that did not belong to him in his memory, but the home in the real world that had been with him the longest in his memory, located in Shanjing City.

s home.

Chen An found himself waking up from the bed in the bedroom, surrounded by familiar furnishings, a kettle on the bedside, a glass water cup, and a silver-white notebook open on the desk.                         Update @

He pursed his lips, only to find that he actually had the "feeling" of pursing his lips.

He swallowed and the spit tasted good.

At this moment, Chen An's uneasiness intensified. He knew that this was a top-notch "illusion", and its degree of reality was far higher than any illusion he had ever experienced, even the reincarnation in Dalin Mountain.

It's not as real as the feeling at this moment.

He truly felt the familiarity and the familiar temperature. In his nose, he could even smell the faint smell of the dust falling from the window sill that had not been cleaned for many years.

He looked at the desk and saw a pack of cigarettes, which he was very familiar with.

Chen An pursed his lips, touched the cigarette, lit it, and took a puff.

That's a familiar feeling.

After coming to the dark world, Chen An quit smoking for a while. Later, he occasionally smoked a few cigarettes because of Brother Scar, but he didn't have any craving for cigarettes.

But now, such a cigarette can make him feel a little at ease.

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After closing my eyes and lying on the bed, everything seemed so real. The real world was the time that I was most familiar with and missed.

Calm, peaceful, without ups and downs, the years are quiet.

So, what is the purpose of this illusionary pollution?

How does it want to defeat its own psychological defenses?

The corners of Chen An's mouth raised slightly, and he opened his eyes, his eyes firm.

If you punch me head-on, I will definitely not be able to bear it.

But you chose the spiritual world... Well, although you are implicated, you underestimate my heart too much.

Broken bones are stronger.

The soul that has died is stronger.

Chen Jing sat quietly on the bed, waiting. He smoked half a pack of cigarettes in a row, but he didn't wait for the imaginary monster to appear, the building to shatter, or any other horrific scene.

This made him a little at a loss, but soon, Chen An felt that it didn't matter. If you don't come, I will just wait. He is not a fool. The battle between the woman in the red dress and Trola will not last long.

The fierce battle that lasted for too long was disrespectful to the woman in the red dress and also disrespectful to the Cult of Kosmos.

So, Chen An did something that he had always wanted to do but had never had the chance to do.

That is, turn on the computer.

Then, he was surprised to find that this illusion was so real and actually had a network.

He entered his backstage with a slight smile on his lips.

I remember that after the first game ended, I wrote a book called "Rule-Based Weird Story Game" about what happened in the story world, and published it on a website I had visited countless times.

Come, take a look at this illusion. Can you bring me any surprises?

What a surprise.

Even Chen An was so surprised that he didn't expect that the book he originally published was already close to 700,000 words, while he had only written 100,000 words...

He frowned slightly, scrolled the browser carefully, and quickly read "My Experience".

But the more I read, the more frightened I became, because it was exactly the same as my own experience.

Although the narrative techniques in many places are not very good and need to be improved, it feels like if I really let myself write, I will write like this at that time.

Chen An took out a cigarette again and bit it in his mouth. Feeling a little nervous, he clicked on the comment area.

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