The two stuck close to the wall and walked slowly towards the mall.
The place where they came out from happened to be a bedding display area, and their vision was greatly restricted.
From here, it was unclear how many zombies were in front of them. Ling Mo could only vaguely see some figures.
The more Ling Mo couldnât see, the more cautious his expression becameâŚ.
Ling Mo, who was walking in the front, didnât notice that Ye Lian was staring closely at his back, and a dagger had appeared in her handâŚ
SHUA!
A cold light rose up suddenly but failed to drop down.
Invisible tentacles were firmly controlling her limbs, making her unable to move.
Ling Mo turned around, with a sneering expression, âIn the end, you still decided to deliver yourself to me. Iâve got to admit, youâre quite brave.â
âYe Lianâ originally wanted to keep pretending to be dumb, but after hearing this sentence, she immediately turned pale.
He quickly regained his original appearance, staring at Ling Mo with bitter eyes, and asked, âHow did you find out?â
âThatâs quite simple.â
âThese figures should also be hallucinations that you created, right? However, it seems that your powers have been spent. Youâre only able to create a few shadows. As for clearer images, Iâm afraid you canât create them anymore. Moreover, itâs hard to find anything wrong with these spiritual bodies[1] even with my spiritual sense, so it was a good idea. Itâs a pity⌠you missed a very important and very basic detail.â
âWhatâŚ. What detail?â
The long-haired youthâs expression turned gloomy; he didnât want Ling Mo to lead him by the nose, but he couldnât help asking.
âA zombie just died at the door, and I also kicked the door loudly. Are these zombies blind or deaf? If you had pushed yourself a little more, and made them rush over to attack me, I might have been fooled.â
Ling Mo stared at the long-haired youth with an expression that seemed as if he was looking at an idiot and shook his head.
âWhatâs wrong with this? Even if you find these figures strange, your attention would still be drawn to themâŚ.â The long-haired youth was not willing to accept this. The fear of dying made his psychological defenses gradually collapse.
For his own plan, the long-haired youth was self-confident and believed it would definitely work.
In addition, he also planned that until Ling Mo died, he would keep the image of âYe Lianâ and let Ling Mo die with hatred.
Only by causing inner torture to the enemy would he be able to get the greatest pleasure, which was also the source of the long-haired youthâs self-confidence.
Indeed, who would have thought that an enemy who had just been struck down hard, would suddenly appear next to him in a blink of an eye, and casually âchangeâ into a person close to him? This could really be called a blind spot.
Not to mention, Ling Mo was also in a dangerous environment. All of his attention was focused on those figures, so how could he notice the movements of those around him?
However, because of Ling Moâs âvariousâ abilities, it prevented the long-haired youth from guessing what kind of role Ling Moâs abilities played.
In the first place, he wasnât able to perceive Ling Moâs most important ability, his puppet ability.
Being unable to change the environment, he could only start off with the side characters.
After using various tricks, the long-haired youth risked his body at the end, but wasnât even able  to hurt a single hair from Ling Mo.
âEven if there was no spiritual connection, I could still distinguish between a real or fake Ye Lian. Did you think that the crush I had on Ye Lian for more than a decade was fake?!!â
Ling Mo grabbed the long-haired youth, and an enhanced version of the spiritual tentacle slowly emerged from his spiritual ball of light.
âNo⌠NO!NO!â
The long-haired youth struggled hard as he stared at the murderous Ling Mo.
But his body was much weaker than Ling Mo.
Even without his spiritual tentacles, Ling Mo could still pull up the long-haired youth like he was picking up a small chick.
âNo! Thatâs impossible! You canât be completely immune to hallucinations, itâs impossibleâŚ.â
The long-haired youth widened his eyes and snarled through his nose that was overflowing with mucus.
But because Ling Mo was gripping his neck, his roar was stuck in his throat, making it sound very strange.
âWhen you wanted us to kill each other, you should have also expected for this to happen.â
Ling Mo glanced at him, and the long-prepared spiritual tentacle pierced into the long-haired youthâs spiritual ball of light.
Under extreme panic, the long-haired youthâs psychological defenses fell down, and Ling Moâs spiritual tentacles penetrated into the ball of light almost effortlessly.
To be continuedâŚ
[1] â Iâm going to assume that the spiritual bodies heâs talking about are the hallucinations that the long-haired youth created.
Chapter 417 Part 1 â TBA
âEnâŚ.â Ye Lian responded.
The two stuck close to the wall and walked slowly towards the mall.
The place where they came out from happened to be a bedding display area, and their vision was greatly restricted.
From here, it was unclear how many zombies were in front of them. Ling Mo could only vaguely see some figures.
The more Ling Mo couldnât see, the more cautious his expression becameâŚ.
Ling Mo, who was walking in the front, didnât notice that Ye Lian was staring closely at his back, and a dagger had appeared in her handâŚ
SHUA!
A cold light rose up suddenly but failed to drop down.
Invisible tentacles were firmly controlling her limbs, making her unable to move.
Ling Mo turned around, with a sneering expression, âIn the end, you still decided to deliver yourself to me. Iâve got to admit, youâre quite brave.â
âYe Lianâ originally wanted to keep pretending to be dumb, but after hearing this sentence, she immediately turned pale.
He quickly regained his original appearance, staring at Ling Mo with bitter eyes, and asked, âHow did you find out?â
âThatâs quite simple.â
âThese figures should also be hallucinations that you created, right? However, it seems that your powers have been spent. Youâre only able to create a few shadows. As for clearer images, Iâm afraid you canât create them anymore. Moreover, itâs hard to find anything wrong with these spiritual bodies[1] even with my spiritual sense, so it was a good idea. Itâs a pity⌠you missed a very important and very basic detail.â
âWhatâŚ. What detail?â
The long-haired youthâs expression turned gloomy; he didnât want Ling Mo to lead him by the nose, but he couldnât help asking.
âA zombie just died at the door, and I also kicked the door loudly. Are these zombies blind or deaf? If you had pushed yourself a little more, and made them rush over to attack me, I might have been fooled.â
Ling Mo stared at the long-haired youth with an expression that seemed as if he was looking at an idiot and shook his head.
âWhatâs wrong with this? Even if you find these figures strange, your attention would still be drawn to themâŚ.â The long-haired youth was not willing to accept this. The fear of dying made his psychological defenses gradually collapse.
For his own plan, the long-haired youth was self-confident and believed it would definitely work.
In addition, he also planned that until Ling Mo died, he would keep the image of âYe Lianâ and let Ling Mo die with hatred.
Only by causing inner torture to the enemy would he be able to get the greatest pleasure, which was also the source of the long-haired youthâs self-confidence.
Indeed, who would have thought that an enemy who had just been struck down hard, would suddenly appear next to him in a blink of an eye, and casually âchangeâ into a person close to him? This could really be called a blind spot.
Not to mention, Ling Mo was also in a dangerous environment. All of his attention was focused on those figures, so how could he notice the movements of those around him?
However, because of Ling Moâs âvariousâ abilities, it prevented the long-haired youth from guessing what kind of role Ling Moâs abilities played.
In the first place, he wasnât able to perceive Ling Moâs most important ability, his puppet ability.
Being unable to change the environment, he could only start off with the side characters.
After using various tricks, the long-haired youth risked his body at the end, but wasnât even able  to hurt a single hair from Ling Mo.
âEven if there was no spiritual connection, I could still distinguish between a real or fake Ye Lian. Did you think that the crush I had on Ye Lian for more than a decade was fake?!!â
Ling Mo grabbed the long-haired youth, and an enhanced version of the spiritual tentacle slowly emerged from his spiritual ball of light.
âNo⌠NO!NO!â
The long-haired youth struggled hard as he stared at the murderous Ling Mo.
But his body was much weaker than Ling Mo.
Even without his spiritual tentacles, Ling Mo could still pull up the long-haired youth like he was picking up a small chick.
âNo! Thatâs impossible! You canât be completely immune to hallucinations, itâs impossibleâŚ.â
The long-haired youth widened his eyes and snarled through his nose that was overflowing with mucus.
But because Ling Mo was gripping his neck, his roar was stuck in his throat, making it sound very strange.
âWhen you wanted us to kill each other, you should have also expected for this to happen.â
Ling Mo glanced at him, and the long-prepared spiritual tentacle pierced into the long-haired youthâs spiritual ball of light.
Under extreme panic, the long-haired youthâs psychological defenses fell down, and Ling Moâs spiritual tentacles penetrated into the ball of light almost effortlessly.
To be continuedâŚ
[1] â Iâm going to assume that the spiritual bodies heâs talking about are the hallucinations that the long-haired youth created.