âHow the hell did the caster come up with this? Isnât the spiritual world based on scenes from the subconscious?â
Ling Mo glanced around and decided to go inside the âchurchâ to take a look.
In this spiritual world, it was pointless for him to try and sense where everyone was.
Everyone was standing together just a few moments ago, but now he was the only one here.
Obviously, when they entered the spiritual world, the âdistanceâ between them had also lengthened.
Although this spiritual world seemed huge, in reality, it was probably just an area of 100 meters.
After walking a few hundred meters in the spiritual world, perhaps in reality, the body was actually walking back and forth within a couple of meters.
Of course, this spiritual world was probably only a means for the other party to trap his group, and there should be other dangers soon.
Otherwise, Ling Mo could have just waited here until the other partyâs spiritual energy ran out.
CREAKKKâ
After pushing open the door, whether it was the cross full of spiders or the tattered and dirty benches, they all seemed very realâŚ
âEven there are some blank spots in Shanaâs spiritual world, the imagination of this psychic is too detailedâŚâ
Although there seemed to be no one inside this place, Ling Mo still decided to give it a look.
After all, this place was the other partyâs spiritual world, so there was no crime with being cautious.
There was even a âcreakingâ noise when Ling Mo stepped on the floor. If it werenât for the knowledge that this place was just a spiritual world, Ling Mo would have wondered if he had entered the door of some other worldâŚ
As he walked towards the cross, he wasnât sure if he accidentally touched a trigger on the way, but this thing turned around automatically.
And then a piece of the floor moved laterally, revealing an underground passage.
âThis is way too detailed⌠What the hell is this personâs subconsciousness filled with?â
Seeing the underground passage, Ling Mo finally realized something.
âNo wonder I kept getting this weird feelingâŚâ
âThis psychic probably used to be a game enthusiast⌠His subconsciousness is full of these things. How many fucking hours did he spend on the computer every day?!â
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But no matter what this person did before, his life changed the moment his powers awoke.
Although parts of his past life still existed in this strange wayâŚ
Ling Mo didnât even need to think about it and already knew that this âsecretâ passage must lead to the castle.
âWho would have thought that I would still need to play these kinds of games even at my ageâŚâ
He slowly walked down the ladder while frowning.
But what Ling Mo didnât know was that another figure emerged from behind the church right after he went inside.
It was Hei Mao. With her hair tied back, she had an unhappy look on her face.
Judging from her appearance, she was obviously also affected by this spiritual world.
And from the way she was panting, it also showed that she had rushed here from a distance.
Although Zhen Zhi Yuanâs ability had weaknesses, it also had its strengths.
Being able to form an endless loop on its own was one of them, and another was its distance.
As long as he locked onto his target with his perception ability, he could place his âdomainâ from a kilometer away and trap the opponent.
Thatâs why he boasted that Ling Mo and his group would never be able to escape.
The only problem was that although the enemy couldnât run away, they would also need to go through a big circle before getting thereâŚ
And as soon as they entered the area, the scene in front of them would directly change, and even if they wanted to stand outside with a gun, they still wouldnât be able to shoot inside.
âCanât you think of a way to improve this?! For example, allowing us to walk up to them without them knowing and giving us the chance to kill them before they can even reactâŚâ
Hei Mao frowned and muttered in her mind.
But she also knew that this was impossible. There was always a limit to how powerful an ability was, especially a spiritual one.
Glancing at the hole on the ground, the corner of Hei Maoâs mouth suddenly raised into a smileâŚ
At this time, another figure suddenly appeared in a forest.
âSo far? Canât you control this somehow? Itâs your spiritual world!â
Dong Fang Long looked at the dense âjungleâ around him and thought depressedly.
Unfortunately for him, once Zhen Zhi Yuan laid out his domain, he wouldnât have any energy left to make adjustments.
So after cursing a few times, Dong Fang Long continued to walk along the road.
The results of using this âdomainâ method to kill zombies were just average. You would get better results providing cover for other people to escape against a large group of zombies.
However, using this method to kill survivors, especially those spiritual-type psychics, was a different story.
As soon as Zhen Zhi Yuan heard that Ling Mo was a spiritual psychic, he was excited, precisely because of this confidence.
In his opinion, the Air Force regiment wouldnât be able to kill him, but he definitely could.
By this time, Hei Mao had already entered the underground passage.
Although this spiritual world seemed quite large, in reality, it wasnât.
The spiritual world required spiritual power to exist, and Zhen Zhi Yuanâs spiritual power wasnât strong enough to create a super large one.
And the more detailed he made it, the smaller it gets.
Hei Mao was holding a dagger in her hand. Although she wasnât sure who came down first, after going through this spiritual world several times, she was at the very least, more familiar with this place than her prey.
She knew the best places to sneak in from and also the areas that were good for ambushes.
This place was simply a slaughterhouse where they could kill their prey.
In here, even teams stronger than them would die by their hands after being split up.
Take this underground passage as an example. Although every path leads to the same place, there were many forked paths, perfect for concealing people.
SHUA!
However, just as she turned on a forked path, a cold light suddenly brushed past from behind her neck.
Hei Mao instantly felt her baby hairs stand up, and a chill came up from her heels.Â
She immediately flipped forward, but despite this, she still felt a tingling pain in her neck!
âBloodâŚâ
Hei Mao touched the back of her neck, and her whole body immediately felt cold sweats.
Just now, she was really close to death!
âI failed⌠Youâre really fast.â
A man walked out from the shadows and said with a smile.
âFuck!â
Hei Mao couldnât help but swear.
She came down here to ambush her prey, but she didnât expect herself to be ambushed instead.
In fact, when Ling Mo came down, he had already pulled out his tactical knife.
Everything in here was fake. The only thing real was the attack from the enemy.
Regardless of the scene, the opponent had only one purpose, and that was to kill him.
âI can tell that this place is suitable for killing. Naturally, Iâd have my guard against you, but I didnât expect you to come so quickly.â Ling Mo said.
Hei Mao rolled her eyes and said, âHow can you shamelessly say youâre guarding against us⌠But Iâm surprised that a spiritual psychic like you would really attack me here. I thought youâd be useless and panic without your spiritual powers. Like a cock without any feathers.â
âAnd so a hen like you couldnât wait to rush over and push me down [1]?â
Ling Mo smiled and took a step back slowly.
The speed of this hen was very swift!
In the sneak attack just now, her speed suddenly became almost impossible for Ling Mo to catch up to, so he couldnât kill her in one blow.
This was definitely some kind of ability, and it belonged to the strengthening system that consumed physical strength.Â
Ling Mo moved his gaze towards her calves and noticed something strange.
Although the womanâs legs were very well-proportioned, the muscles on her calves seemed exceptionally developed.
The woman didnât seem to mind being stared at by him and said with a sneer, âNever seen someone as fast as me, right? Thatâs normal, my ability is called super speed.â She shook the small dagger in her hand and said, âYouâre dead the moment you fall into my hands.â
âFuck!â
Ling Mo only had enough time to curse before the hen rushed over.
Sure enough, Ling Mo couldnât see her the moment she moved her legs.
Except for the sound of swishing, he couldnât see anything.
But this woman wasnât in a hurry to strike. Her behavior could easily apply psychological pressure on others.
She was purposely doing this as revenge for Ling Moâs sneak attack!
[1] â Ling Moâs trying to make it seem like Hei Mao is trying to rape him.