Chapter 250 Distortion
Lucian chuckled. Although his situation could be called a "prisoner" at this time, his expression was calm and natural, and his body was very relaxed, as if he was the winner at this time and was looking down upon the maid in front of him. .
"I'm very curious. The ability to weave dreams should be unique to dream creatures, right? Why have you also mastered this ability, and can you even weave multiple dreams nested layer by layer? Well, count. The first dream is now the third dream, right?"
The maid's gray eyes showed no emotion, but her sitting posture was stiff at this moment, which was obviously affected by Lucian's words.
"I can understand...are you provoking?" The maid's voice paused, and then asked in the same unhurried tone just now, like a parent calmly educating his ignorant child. child.
"Maybe." Lucian tilted his head, "Maybe in the outside world, I will be afraid of you, but inside the Real Land, maybe you are the real prisoner."
"The pressure and oppression I just experienced did not come from you, but from my inner emotions. You just induced them through some scenes and amplified them with the help of your talent. Together with the external visual impact, it gives me a strong secondary psychological hint.”
"To describe it in one word, you are just pretending to be a god, well... although you are indeed a god." Lucian sneered. He looked at the maid with gray-white eyes, leaned forward slightly, and showed a touch of confidence on the corner of his mouth. smile. "You're scared."
The maid was silent, with no emotion in her gray-white eyes.
Then, she raised her head, but the corners of her mouth suddenly curved into a huge arc. Even under this arc of smile, her face became slightly distorted. "interesting."
"interesting."
She murmured and repeated it again, then looked at Lucian and smiled, "I find that I really appreciate you now. Come to our Chaos camp, I am willing to recommend you as the 'Son of Chaos', and give me The only spot chosen by God is for you."
"You have to know that becoming a son of Chaos is somewhat similar to becoming the 'core seed' of your wizarding world. There is more than a 90% chance of being promoted to the 'Server of Chaos' level, which is the so-called realm of gods."
The maid smiled, "And if coupled with my status as the God of Choice and the full help of me as the Chaos Waiter, your hope of being promoted to the Son of Chaos is extremely high."
"I'm just stating the facts, and I'm not using any special ability to amplify the desires in your heart. After all, in some cases, emotions can dominate the moment, but inner choice is the most critical, isn't it?"
After saying that, she folded her hands in front of her, and then calmly waited for Lucian's role. Although the smile on her lips faded, it still existed, with an expression of grace on her face.
"Sorry, I refuse." Lucian glanced at the maid controlled by the goblin priest and shook his head slightly.
The maid opened her eyes, and a flash of anger seemed to flash in her gray-white eyes, but then she just looked at Lucian deeply. "very good."
boom--
The next moment, everything inside this room was shattered again. After Lucian's consciousness became slightly blurred, he came to a new environment.
"Is this a dream... or reality?" After experiencing three consecutive dreams, Lucian now has a somewhat blurred view of the boundary between illusion and reality. He shook his head, trying to see clearly what he was doing at this moment. situation. "Huh?" Lucian looked up and saw a "tower" not far away. The shape of the tower was exactly the same as the one Lucian had just seen in his dream, but the difference was that the one hanging on the top of the tower was The eyes were in a closed state at this time, with only a gap slightly exposed. From inside the gap, an extremely fine gray air flow slowly emerged.
"I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly." The judge's paper figure fluttered over, with a touch of surprise in his voice, and his tone seemed to be a little more intimate.
Lucian subconsciously tensed his body, fearing that this was another dream spun by the goblin priest.
"It seems that you have experienced a lot of things in your dream." The judge paper man noticed Lucian's vigilance. It stepped back and kept a relatively safe distance from Lucian.
"There is some trouble." Lucian nodded lightly, and at the same time controlled his emotions, trying to keep himself in a state of neither sadness nor joy, for fear that this was another carefully constructed thing to guide his emotions. trap.
"Hehehe..." The judge's paper figure's mouth, which was drawn with a single line, could not open or close, but a burst of laughter came out. "It's actually very easy to verify whether you are in a dream now. Just check to see if the ink on your body is still there."
"So simple?" Lucian was doubtful, but he did not follow the judge's instructions. Instead, he looked at the twisted and weird tower in front of him, "Where was this tower built? I feel that within the Mondoc family , there shouldn’t be enough space to build such a conspicuous building, right?”
"The power of 'distortion' can not only be used to 'distort' emotions. If He is willing to pay a sufficient price, he can distort dreams, space and even affect part of time. For example, in the dream you just had, it should feel like a long time has passed. A long time, right? But in fact, your sleep just lasted less than ten seconds."
The paper judge's voice was calm, "It's just that under the double distortion of dreams and time, your time was distorted at that moment. And the space we are in now should also be a distorted space somewhere... You It can be understood as... dividing a big bubble into a small bubble."
"Like making a space installation?"
"Absolutely." The paper judge nodded slightly, looking at the tower with a hint of vigilance in his eyes. "But it's a little more difficult to deal with. After all, the twisted power only acts on us..."
He was about to continue saying something, but suddenly his words paused. At the same time, a force enveloped Lucian and the sleeping general, pulling them away to the side.
Bang--
An extremely majestic "mountain" fell violently, completely covering Lucian's original position. The airflow caused by the fall made Lucian feel a little uncomfortable, and he had to use some witchcraft to help him adjust his condition.
But when the mountain revealed its true appearance, Lucian couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Because this extremely huge thing is shaped like a pacifier, and you can even see sticky baby saliva on one side of the pacifier.
(End of chapter)