The Void Lord’s Path To Planar Conquest

A breeze blew, and many "paper-bound creatures" swayed with the wind.

At this time, Sartre felt a wave of energy.

And this energy Sartre is very familiar with, it is clearly "fantasy energy".

This energy is directly injected into the body of four paper-tie "little people".

These "little paper figures" actually came alive!

"Hey! Come and play with us!"

"Come, come, come!"

...

Four and a half meter tall paper figurines surrounded Sartre and danced. The chattering calls kept calling for Sartre to play with them.

However, Sartre felt full of malice in them.

These paper figurines were constantly exuding "spiritual delusional power", which tempted Sartre to follow them.

But it just so happened that he wanted to see what these paper figures were, and where they were going to take him.

You might ask why Sartre didn't just grab them and read minds.

This way, you can get the information you want quickly!

In fact, he wanted to do it too, and had already tried it.

However, in the minds of these strange "fantasy creatures", there was no trace of memory at all.

Obviously all have different levels of "wisdom"; even many "creatures" are based on families.

Sartre couldn't find any memory at all, as if it was a newborn baby.

Therefore, Sartre can only explore "slowly and carefully" by himself.

…………

"Little Paper Man" takes Sartre through this "paper" world.

Finally, after walking through dozens of streets, they stopped in front of a "special" paper house.

It is said to be "special" because the color of this house is actually red.

In this pure white paper world, seeing "red" is enough to see its "special" status.

"Paperman grandpa, we brought our "good friend" here."

"Good friend...good friend..."

"hey-hey"

...

Another chattering call.

Soon, the door opened.

Inside came a red paper figurine with an "old face" and an ordinary person's height, followed by a "paper dog".

Isn't that the "paper dog" that Sartre saw before?

"Paperman Grandpa" looked at Sartre, and then suddenly said:

"Young man, come in and sit for a while! These "children" have no ability to confuse you."

It's strange that it can see Sartre's disguise at a glance.

"Who are you?"

Sartre's eyes regained clarity and he questioned.

"Oops! This is the bad guy, he lied to us."

"What to do, let's eat him!"

"Mmmm! Okay, okay!"

...

The "little paper man" instantly showed malice, and his body began to show cold killing intent.

"Okay, go back first! Let me talk to him."

"Paperman Grandpa" stopped them.

"oh oh……"

"All right!"

...

Several "little paper figures" seem to be a little afraid of it.

Hearing the words of "Old Paper Man", he stopped his hand very obediently, and turned to leave.

"You can call me "Paperman Grandpa", all the children here call me that!"

This red old paper figure showed a "kind" expression when he said "children".

However, a paper figure showed such a rich expression in combination with the current scene.

Let all this have an indescribable strangeness!

"Young man, you're not a native creature of "Origin of Psychedelics"!"

The old paper man even directly revealed Sartre's identity.

"Haha! Although you don't have the aura of an outsider, you also don't have the aura of "The Origin of Psychedelics". This is also very conspicuous in "The Origin of Psychedelics".

Judging from your appearance, it should have just come in not long ago.

Otherwise, definitely not, such a "dignified" walk around at will. "

This time, Sartre's curiosity is even heavier.

It was the first time he had encountered a "fantasy creature" with such a high level of intelligence.

"Then, since you know my identity, logically speaking, you should attack me directly, right!"

"Hehehe! If it is those "fantasy creatures" in the underground of wisdom, they will indeed do this.

However, I am not a complete "fantasy creature", I just use some means to transfer my soul into the "source of psychedelics" and parasitize this paper man. "

"Can outsiders also become "fantasy creatures"?" Sartre was a little curious!

"Yes, back then, I was still a magician obsessed with "fantasy creatures".

Then I got some kind of old book about the origins of "fantasy creatures", the basic types, and how to become "fantasy creatures"! "

"Old Paper Man" recalled the past with emotion.

There are also such books, which aroused strong interest in Sartre.

The other party seems to see his interest!

"I also brought this book with me. Come with me into the house. I can lend it to you."

Saying that, the "Old Paper Man" gestured to Sartre to go in.

Facing the "enthusiasm" of the old paper man, Sartre did not move at all.

It's not a good idea to casually enter a stranger's house in a place like this.

From the very beginning, this "old paper man" has always wanted Sartre to enter the house, intentionally or not.

And the expression and tone of this old paper man, although it looks like a "kind old man".

But after a little thought, it is not as simple as it seems!

The previous "little paper figurines" were full of murderous aura, and they would kill if they disagreed.

But they have to bring Sartre here, and they seem to be very afraid of this "red old paper man".

…………

Sartre remained motionless, completely ignoring the invitation of the other party.

At this time, the "Old Paper Man" couldn't help being a little angry.

"Humph! Are you still afraid that I am plotting against you? What can I do to you, an old man who can't tie his hands to a chicken~www.wuxiaspot.com~? "

The other party was still babbling and cursing, looking like an "angry ordinary old man".

But in Sartre's eyes, it's a "red paper man", jumping up and down, the mouth drawn on his face, in one piece...

Finally, the "old paper man" saw Sartre's determination.

"It is absolutely impossible to enter the house!"

"Damn, you stupid Chaos! Now there are two ways for you: either enter the house or I will kill you."

This "old paper man" has completely put down the disguise! The expression on his face also became extremely vicious.

Sure enough, there must be something tricky in this room.

"call!"

There was a gust of wind, and countless white papers began to fly in the sky.

This "old paper man" decided to forcibly drag Sartre into the house.

Countless pieces of paper turned into sharp blades and attacked in Sartre's direction.

However, what is the most afraid of in a world made of white paper?

The answer, of course, is "fire"!

Sartre waved his hand and summoned several walls of fire to block the rushing pieces of paper.

A large number of sparks flashed, and the pieces of paper turned to fly ash.