Chapter 270 White Ou
‘Time stops? ! ’
Jilan was shocked.
But the tall triangular hour-headed man in front of him was not affected at all. Dragging a ferocious mace, he rushed to him in three to two steps.
Hit the head with a blow!
The wind is howling!
At the critical moment, Gilan still remained calm.
He suddenly thought of something, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
'It's not time that stops, but hypnosis...'
Since this "Nightmare in the Monument" originated from Rembrandt Eddy, the monster in front of him belongs to the opponent's obsession and remaining power. mapping, then no matter how weird it appears, it must be related to its original essence.
And Rembrandt belongs to the Forge Pentacle Spiral, the October "White Dove Poet" path, the 4th level "Whispering".
Its mysterious power is likely to belong to the category of hypnosis!
All the clocks here seem to be moving but not running, pointing to ten past ten. In fact, they are constantly foreshadowing and misleading.
The pointer on the face of the triangular clock-headed man has stopped, which is not a real stop of time...but a kind of high-intensity hypnosis.
Gilan mistakenly thought so and was affected.
‘Mad King! ’
He made a prompt decision and directly released his humanity.
Bang! !
The ferocious mace hit the ground hard, creating a big crater.
The white ground shattered and pebbles sputtered.
But Jilan's figure has disappeared from where it was.
Before the Triangle Hour Man could pick up the mace again, a blood-haired figure quietly appeared behind him.
Jilan has a violent expression and fierce eyes.
After he let the "Mad King" take control of his body, his superego was suspended, which directly blocked most of the hypnotic influence.
But even so, Ji Lan also vaguely noticed that the "Mad King" who represented his own self was still under the influence of some hypnosis, and felt that time passed very slowly.
This shows that the remaining power of Kusei is indeed extraordinary.
Level 4 "Mumbling" is completely incomparable to Level 2 "liar", and can actually affect the ego...
Thanks to the forcible regulation and correction of the superego, Jilan was able to In the opponent's home court, he regained his freedom of movement.
“Death!!”
Gilan smiled ferociously, and slammed down the bronze staff and hammer in his hand.
Bang! !
The hammer of the staff passed through a gray afterimage, hitting the triangular mechanical clock on the neck of the tall figure.
Green sparks exploded, accompanied by fragments of the clock that were burned to ashes. The monster howled miserably, and its entire body split apart, turning into a pool of white turbid liquid that spilled onto the ground, bubbling and sinking.
Gilan seemed to change his face, his crazy smile disappeared in the blink of an eye.
He regained control of his body.
The next moment.
On the wall not far away, a square mechanical clock began to squirm.
“It’s endless…” Ji Lan’s face was stern.
Although in this nightmare, the strength of the clock-head man can reach the super limit level, and the threat to Jilan is limited. But it is quite difficult to deal with due to its ability to keep resurrecting.
Jilan looked away and chose to ignore it.
Following the guidance of the "Apocalypse Dream", he ran towards the corner deep in the room.
A white wall also covered with various clocks came into view.
Gilan's gaze, guided by Tianqi, looked to the left of the center, and landed on one of the hundreds of clocks, an ordinary five-pointed mechanical clock.
‘Found it, the nightmare core! ’
Jilan secretly thought.
There were rapid footsteps behind him and the sound of a mace being dragged. He didn't need to look back to know that the resurrected Hourman was already heading this way.
Whoosh!
Gilan decisively pulled out the silver revolver "Echo" from the holster on his waist, and pulled the trigger towards the five-pointed clock.
Bang! !
With one shot, the terrifying firepower instantly tore the upper edge of the clock into pieces, causing it to fall down.
Ji Lan's body flashed and he reached out to fish it out.
With a snap, he grabbed the 40 cm long and wide pentagonal clock in his hand.
"Beautiful" then activated and corrupted it.
The exquisite black and white clock collapsed in his hands, turning into dust and falling from his fingers.
In the corner of Jilan's sight, next to the color number "194", there is another colorful mysterious pattern——
A right triangle is embedded in the circle, and there is a five-pointed star in the triangle.
"The Kingdom's Brand. An object originating from the soul of the long-lived Rembrandt Eddy, belonging to the Forge Pentacle Spiral, the path of October Sichen's 'White Dove Poet', the 4th level of essence, whispering. ”
Looking at the colorful and skewed entries, Jilan breathed a sigh of relief.
After capturing the core object of the "Nightmare in the Monument", he no longer had any psychological burden, turned around and faced the attacking clockman.
The monster's body was already covered with cracks, and even the clock head made a clicking sound of malfunction, which was obviously the severe impact after the core was destroyed.
After another fierce fight.
Gilan beat it into white residue again.
But this time, all the wall clocks in sight did not move at all...
The clock-head man is completely dead!
Boom! !
The white space that Ji Lan was in was suddenly distorted, and everything was trembling violently.
Just the blink of an eye.
The surrounding area quickly became translucent until it was filled with darkness.
Jilan opened his eyes and found that he was still floating at the bottom of the lake.
The "Nightmare Monument" in front of me suddenly cracked a crack, and then the cracks became larger and larger, until they collapsed completely.
Ji Lan had quick eyes and quick hands, so he reached out and flicked it.
The flash of light appears.
A mysterious disk stone and a mysterious wedge stone left behind by the "Nightmare Monument" were both taken into the dimensional space by him.
It is a pity that a portion of the spiritual dust melted into the lake the moment it appeared, and he could not get it.
But Jilan was not sorry, and instead smiled.
This is the first time that he has eradicated a "nightmare monument" by himself alone. In fact, Rembrandt Eddy's "Nightmare Monument" is even more difficult than Manolan King's "Nightmare Monument"!
The reason is simple.
The "Nightmare in the Monument" here contains the unpreventable hypnotic influence, coupled with the complex environmental terrain, and the extremely hard-to-find nightmare core!
If Jilan hadn't been "beautiful" by his side, it would have been impossible to break the nightmare so easily and complete the feat of removing the monument alone!
'It's time to go...'
Jilan secretly thought.
At this point, the main goal of this movie viewing has been achieved.
With full harvest in mind, he called out again in his heart:
'Bailan, quit. ’
Swish——
As soon as Jilan lost consciousness, he was out of the film.
…
…
Click.
The projector is shut down.
Gillen took out the real film "Black Lake".
‘This film has no value to me. ’
He looked down at the film reel in his hand and thought to himself.
‘However, it can be used as a commodity and traded to other mystics in exchange for some Caesars or equivalent items. ’
Thinking about it, Gilan put it away.
He turned and looked at the time. It was now around three in the afternoon.
The sun is setting outside the window, and the sunset is golden.
Jilan thought for a while, then simply lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.
He chose to dream.
The consciousness immediately sank.
Gilan came to his own spiritual kingdom.
Stepping on the stone pavement, on the right hand side, the old-fashioned wooden stake street lamp shines with yellow light.
Directly ahead, the Cross Sword bonfire is burning in the center of the open-air stone hall.
Beside the campfire, stood a square stone high-backed chair. In the center of the back of the chair is a pattern of the Holy Grail.
This is the "minister" seat belonging to Black Sandpiper, but it is currently vacant... He is still active in reality and has not come.
The storks and seagulls sat cross-legged in front of the campfire, meditating quietly.
"Mr. Franco, Miss Alavia."
Gilan walked over and called softly.
The two opened their eyes when they heard the sound and stood up quickly.
"Hongxiao."
They smiled and greeted Jilan.
Gilan took off his hat and said with a smile:
"I have found the next kingdom brand."
"So fast?!" The two were surprised.
"Yeah." Gillan nodded.
Soon, expectations showed on their faces.
Jilan didn’t deliberately whet his appetite and raised his hand directly.
A burst of colorful light bloomed, and soon a colorful pattern with a rich mysterious aura appeared in the palm of the hand.
A regular triangular circle, inlaid with a regular five-pointed star.
He tossed it casually, and the "Kingdom Brand" flew into the Cross Sword bonfire.
Bear! !
The bonfire then rose like a pillar of fire.
The stork and seagull took a few steps back, raising their hands to block the air waves and dazzling firelight.
Soon, the area of the open-air stone palace continued to expand, extending from the original fifty meters to seventy meters!
Expanded a full circle!
Even the stone slabs on the ground began to slowly emerge with vague outlines of patterns.
As for the old-fashioned wooden stake street lamp at the entrance of the Stone Palace, under the top lampshade, a pentagonal-shaped wall clock appeared out of thin air!
Absorbing the nourishment of this "Kingdom Brand", Gilan's spiritual kingdom has once again been greatly improved.
His mind has become extremely stable!
Far beyond the average level 2 or even level 3 mystics!
The storks and seagulls stared at this scene with excitement.
They have witnessed the growth of this spiritual kingdom with their own eyes.
Jilan took a deep breath and looked stern.
"Iros!" he shouted.
On the throne.
The "Mad King" stood up slowly, raised his hand and pointed -
The person pointed at was the short-haired girl, the seagull!
A hoarse voice came from the shadow under the crown of Elosna, echoing throughout the stone hall:
"I call Lordran Dolanguleg Lothric 'King' The identity of Iros is hereby announced——"
"Alevia Berry, was named the Third Minister 'White Gull'!"
Tick tock, tick tock...
A pentagonal clock hanging on an old street lamp, with second and minute hands The hour hand rotates rapidly and finally freezes.
Pointing to the time in Dreamland Sea at this moment:
Eight and three o'clock in the evening.
The remaining power that originally belonged to Rembrandt Eddie also turned into pale flames with the stimulation of "Bailan", bursting out from the cross sword bonfire.
White flames rose at the feet of the original "Seagull".
Because she had witnessed the rebirth of the black snipe with her own eyes, she did not panic. Instead, she smiled, raised her skirt and bowed to Gilan and Mr. Stork beside her, and accepted the baptism of white fire calmly.
Bear! !
Not long after.
A slim figure wearing a snow-white dress slowly walked out of the white flames.
The "ring finger" of the secret society "Hand of Dawn", the third minister of the kingdom -
"White Gull" Aleviya Berry, was born...
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