War in Heaven

After learning about the incident from Andrea, the blood blade sent Andrea to patrol, and he sat opposite Lin Chi and asked straightforwardly:

“Do you believe that the ‘mantra’ in the game can make people crazy?”

"I think the game room is more likely to leak electricity." Lin Chi smiled.

In any case, the spell in the game will cause the player to fall into madness, and there seems to be no credibility. According to Lin’s presumption, “Mashisala” should lure the player into the data channel and then destroy the player’s consciousness through a large amount of data impact.

If Andreas describes the thing, it is the player's crazy process. That is to say, those victims may not enter any data channels at all, but they are crazy in the game directly!

But... is this really possible?

Even the two who are "pioneers" will not believe this. After all, almost all brain imaging games, including war paradise, have joined the mandatory protection system. Once the player suffers from the pain of exceeding the limit, or when the spirit fluctuates drastically, it will directly trigger “sudden death”. Kick back to the real world.

Even if the player was really stimulated before the altar, he should be kicked off the line and disappear in front of Andreia. The situation that Andrea said is not supposed to happen.

"I still doubt that the guy is a play, or not a player at all." Bloodblade said his judgment.

"Who knows, I have to sleep." Lin Chi said, leaning against the wall again, closing his eyes, but still surrounded by the voice of Andreia.

Perhaps because of listening to the story, Lin Chi, who rarely dreams, usually dreams in the game:

In the ghostly dream, he saw his body become the shape of the welcome robot. A man who looks exactly the same as himself waved his right hand, but his mouth was filled with cold electronic sound. The "little chef" who lived downstairs lost his head, and the body fell in front of the dessert shop. The customers were still lined up, waiting for the robots in the store to make delicious cakes.

"..."

Lin slowly opened his eyes and caught the sight of the wasteland on the edge of the desert, the run-down wooden house, and the dark skirt.

Andreia, who had gone out to patrol before, has returned to the camp at this time. At the same time, she came back with her, and there was the ugly head in her hands.

"Ok?"

Seeing Andreia holding a special "trophy", Lin, who just woke up from his sleep, woke up a lot and asked, "What is this?"

"I went to the desert and turned around."

Andreas threw the head on the ground and bent over and patted the sand on his skirt: "Two, I got the head of the sorcerer."

When the words came out, the blood blade that was curled up next to the eyes was suddenly awake, and the scarlet eyes were widened, staring at the head with the scorpion.

"Do you solve the sacrifice yourself?"

"It's not so strong, it's just a barbarian who can use illusion." Andreya leaned down on the wall: "This trick is like learning from voodoo, but it doesn't work for me."

"You are too strong." Lin Chi could not help but sigh: "If I have such a follower, I am afraid to wake up when I dream."

"The guy with the ancient **** is not qualified to say this kind of thing?" The blood blade did not vomit.

At the same time of chatting, Lin Chi had taken the altar from the backpack and absorbed the translucent cloud from the skull. The purple eyelids of the skull lit up again, and the sound sounded a bit thicker than before:

"Make a wish, you have a sacrifice."

"Can you find the person I am talking about now?" The blood blade went straight to the topic: "I am looking for Gretz Dupon..."

"I can meet your requirements, but to find this person, you need to read your memory." The ancient **** whispered: "I can see the picture I see, it all depends on you."

Hearing this, the blood blade has not answered yet, Andreia suddenly stepped forward, and the sharp spurs in the cuffs pointed straight to the **** altar:

"Don't think about it, the devil."

"You said that I am... demons?"

The voice of the ancient **** was low and thick, and the three people bombarded the three people in all directions, which made Lin Chi feel dizzy.

"Don't confuse me with those things, ‘渎神者’.” The ancient **** gave a gloomy laugh: “Don't think you can get through my eyes, I know what you are...”

"Don't say it." The **** blade reached out and grabbed Andreia's shoulder: "Retreat, I need intelligence now."

"Master..." Andreia still wants to continue to persuade.

"I let you back." The tone of the blood blade is very rude: "Do you want to violate my orders?"

"Sorry." Andrea Li shook her head, though she was reluctant, but she retreated to the side.

"Hey."

Seeing that the blood blade came to the altar, this time I changed to Lin Chi and asked: "Do you really want to do this?"

- Reading memory is perhaps just a scorpion in the ancient gods. Even so, listening to the story told by Andréa last night, Lin Chi still felt a little dangerous.

In case the blood blade is also mad under the guidance of the ancient gods, in the "War of Heaven" completely lost the victims of reason, I am afraid to add one more.

"Of course." The **** blade opened his mouth and revealed a dangerous smile: "I am used to it..."

The voice did not fall, she had already sat in front of the altar and closed her eyes, ready to meet the "close contact" of the ancient gods.

Then her body suddenly stiffened.

- The limbs and torso are like robots, the movements of the whole person become mechanized, the eyes of the **** blade are smashed, and the head begins to sway violently, which looks like a child patient who is at large in a mental hospital.

"Let her go!" Andrea Liared.

This is the first time Lin Chi has seen the "dame lady" lose her original calm. Fortunately, after about five seconds, the body of the blood blade suddenly deflated, and the whole person recovered its previous appearance.

"call……"

The blood blade grew a sigh of relief.

"Master, how are you feeling?" Andreia shook the girl's shoulders hard: "Is it alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine." The blood blade hurriedly waved his hand.

"So you found that person?" Lin Chi stared at his eyes.

This time, the ancient **** did not make any more noise, but only used the red dot flashing in the map to answer his question.

"Okay, this is my goal." The blood blade stood up and stared at the red dot on the map in the wilderness of the wilderness:

"Grez Dupont, don't want to continue to run away, this time, I will let you completely surrender to me!"

"Why are you attached to this person?" Lin Chi asked curiously.

"You will know, brother..." The blood blade sold off.