vrcanaries Chapter 382 Kaleidoscope
Chapter 382 Kaleidoscope
"This is not true..." Chen Yile gritted his teeth and tried to remind himself, but the bottomless fear still tightly wrapped around him like a poisonous snake.
At this moment, a familiar cry reached his ears: "Brother Chen! Hold on!"
This is Lin Qingyao's voice!
Chen Yile's eyes trembled slightly, realizing that he could not sink.
He bit the tip of his tongue hard, and a stream of sweet and fishy blood exploded in his mouth, instantly dispelling the fear.
The light in his eyes condensed again, and the power of the psychic eye completely erupted!
"Look carefully!" Chen Yile shouted angrily, with two sharp rays of light flashing in his eyes.
In the vision of his psychic eyes, he finally saw the true form of the female ghost - it was not a simple ghost, but an evil creature formed by the fusion of countless resentful spirits.
This female ghost appears to be a single individual, but in fact she is made up of thousands of ghosts. That is why she can devour lightning and Taoism.
"I see..." Chen Yile's mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
He took a deep breath and made hand gestures again. This time, his left hand transformed into a lotus shape and he whispered, "Spiritual Fire, appear!"
In an instant, a cluster of green spiritual fire rose from his palm. Under the guidance of the psychic eyes, the spiritual fire directly locked onto the true body of the female ghost and swept towards her.
The female ghost finally let out a shrill scream, her body was ignited by the spiritual fire, and countless resentful spirits struggled and roared in pain in the flames. The sharp sound seemed to pierce people's eardrums.
"Ah - Impossible! How could you find my true identity!" The female ghost struggled frantically in the flames, her eyes full of despair.
Chen Yile looked at her coldly, holding the Heavenly Master Sword high in his hand, and shouted angrily: "Suppress!"
The sword light slashed down like a streak of silk, and the spiritual fire and sword energy intertwined together, completely destroying the female ghost's true body.
The flames quickly engulfed her figure, and the vengeful spirits dissipated one by one in the fire, eventually turning into nothingness.
The barrage instantly boiled:
"We won! Brother Chen is awesome!"
"What kind of magical skill was that spiritual fire just now? It's so cool!"
"Brother Chen really has a powerful move. This sword is so satisfying!"
Lin Qingyao also breathed a sigh of relief at this time. She supported the weak Lin Feihong and slowly walked back to Chen Yile. Looking at the afterimage of the female ghost that had completely turned into ashes, she finally revealed a tired smile.
Chen Yile retracted the Heavenly Master Sword, exhaled lightly, and looked at Lin Qingyao: "It's finally over."
Lin Qingyao nodded: "Thank you, Brother Chen."
Chen Yile smiled slightly and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Let's go, it's time for us to retreat."
At this time, the style of the barrage suddenly became weird, and a large number of prompts appeared one after another.
"Don't believe it! It's fake! It's all fake!"
"Brother Chen, be careful! This isn't true!"
"Wake up! Don't be fooled!"
Chen Yile's nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed up instantly. He frowned, and his heart sank slightly.
What's going on? What's going on with this uneasy feeling? It's over. He subconsciously took out his phone and planned to check the comments.
Because sometimes it is easier to see clearly than to be a bystander.
When the phone screen lit up, lines of strange messages kept flooding into my eyes.
"Fake! Be careful of Lin Qingyao!"
"Feihong is no longer Feihong!"
"There's something wrong with these two people!"
Chen Yile's fingers trembled slightly, and he felt something was wrong.
The crazy reminders from the barrage gave him goose bumps all over his body and a sudden chill on his back.
He slowly raised his head, preparing to check the situation of Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong.
However, when his eyes fell on them, his heart suddenly sank - Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong in front of him had changed their appearance at some point.
Lin Qingyao's originally tired face was now covered with blue-black cracks, her eye sockets were sunken, and her pupils had a strange blood color.
Lin Feihong was even more terrifying. His originally weak body was now wrapped in a thick layer of black air, revealing an extremely distorted ghost face. Fangs extended from the corners of his mouth, grinning at Chen Yile.
"Brother Chen, save us... save us..." Lin Qingyao's voice was extremely cold, with a chilling chill, and her voice gradually became low and distorted.
Lin Feihong suddenly appeared from behind her, stretching out his hands towards Chen Yile, his fingertips as pale as dry bones, carrying a strong aura of resentment.
The faces of the two men gradually tore apart, revealing rotten flesh, as if they would pounce on him and tear him to pieces in the next second.
"You..." Chen Yile stepped back in shock, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He held the Tianshi Sword tightly in his hand, but his body seemed to stiffen in an instant and he couldn't move.
He never expected that the two people in front of him would become like this!
Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong let out a blood-curdling scream at the same time and pounced towards Chen Yile.
"Ah!" Chen Yile was so scared that he subconsciously closed his eyes. His heart was filled with terror, and his body was ready for the fatal blow.
However, the expected attack did not come.
Chen Yile opened his eyes and was stunned - Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong's bodies actually passed through him like phantoms.
He immediately realized that something was wrong. This was not a real ghost attack, but... an illusion!
"It's an illusion again..." Chen Yile was breathing heavily, his heart was beating like a drum, and his body seemed to be soaked in sweat.
His consciousness gradually became blurred, and the air around him began to become sticky and distorted.
The world in sight was gradually shrouded in a strong smell of blood.
"Brother Chen! Wake up! This is not true!" The barrage of comments was still scrolling madly, but Chen Yile's ears seemed to be covered by a thick barrier, and the voices became more and more blurred, as if coming from a distant place.
Countless bloody and horrifying scenes began to appear before his eyes.
Those scenes were like nightmares emerging from the depths of hell, shocking his nerves one after another.
He saw a dark wilderness with corpses scattered everywhere, rotting flesh and bones intertwined, and the air was filled with a disgusting stench.
Countless evil spirits crawled out from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Their faces were hideous and full of resentment, and their eyes were filled with deep hatred.
They opened their cracked mouths and uttered silent curses, as if to drag him into eternal darkness.
"This is not true... This is not true..." Chen Yile gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay awake, but the images became more and more real and terrifying, as if they were going to tear his mind apart completely.
He saw himself being grabbed by countless pairs of skinny ghost hands, and his arms, legs, feet and neck were tightly entangled by those cold and rotten fingers.
The ghosts stared at him with empty eyes, muttering strange words that Chen Yile could not understand.
The next second, those hands began to pull hard, as if to tear his body apart.
Chen Yile's breathing became more and more rapid, his chest heaved violently, and his head felt like it was being pressed by an invisible force and hurt.
He knew that all this was an illusion, but the feeling of oppression and suffocation was so real.