Volume 1 The Long Night Will Dawn Chapter 47 Fantasy Creation
A gray streak of light appeared from the horizon, filling the entire fantasy world.
A gray storm is rolling in.
School, classmates, monsters, and a hot rainstorm.
Everything turned into gray air currents under the storm. The entire space seemed chaotic and disordered, with only Lin Yan and Wen Zhian standing.
There are also gloomy black clouds above the sky.
“Ah—ah—ah.”
No one knew where the voice came from, but it felt like the voice of the world, expressing the world's pain.
The black clouds were swirling violently.
Sometimes it rolls like huge waves, sometimes it is as silent as the abyss.
Finally, it condensed into a tall black fog giant, with a back like a mountain, arms like a dragon, eyes like the sun, and hair like a coiled snake.
He stepped on the void, broke through the chaos, and the black stick in his hand was so powerful that it swept across the world.
The long stick was swung down heavily!
In Lin Yan's eyes, it blocked out the sky and the sun.
boom!
The black mist and illusory transparent light spots exploded, presenting a wonderful spectacle!
A transparent wall of light blocked their way.
The black fog giant kept swinging the long stick in his hand, but Lin Yan remained unmoved. The wall of light seemed to separate the two worlds, making the black fog giant's attack ineffective.
"Have you had enough fun?"
He said coldly: "When you have enough fun, it's my turn."
In this illusion, Lin Yan's palace of thought was fully expanded. He felt in his heart that he was like a god. The sun and the moon could change at will, and everything changed as he wished.
Rays of golden light were brewing behind him. This golden color was completely different from the black cat's golden eyes. It gave people a sense of nobility that came from the soul. Even if one took a look at it, one would be afraid of blaspheming the face of God.
A phantom human figure appeared in the golden light. He was wearing golden armor and looked very majestic.
Faintly, I could hear the sound of ancient war drums.
Take off the bow and draw the arrow.
The golden-armored god of war had a feather arrow on the string and drew the bow like a moon. It seemed as if all the inspiration of heaven and earth was concentrated on this arrow.
The black fog giant felt a huge sense of oppression, and the arrow pointed at it, making it feel like it was suffocating.
The black stick was waving like a desperate trapped beast.
Oh, it should be honored.
Yi executed Zaochi in the Chouhua Plain, killed Jiuying on the evil water, subdued the strong wind in the Qingqiu Marsh, shot down ten suns in the sky and killed Yali below, cut off the Xiu Snake in Dongting, and captured Fengxi in Mulberry Forest.
Even if this was a creation of Lin Yan's imagination, how could it be worthy of this arrow?
Zheng——
The arrow leaves the bow.
At this moment, his illusory golden figure seemed to merge with the sun , so bright and dazzling that it was frozen in this eternal legend.
…
"It's over."
"That's too much."
You really can't be arrogant as a person!
When the virtual palace unfolded just now, Lin Yan only felt that in this illusion, he was a god, able to cover the sky with one hand and create the world with one thought.
I'm creating a new one.
I was just imagining creating a mythical character, but after a wave of "Extinguish the Sun", I can't even stand steadily, and my legs are shaking.
Wen Zhian supported him and asked with concern: "Lin Yan, what's wrong with you?"
What's wrong with me?
I'm fine!
I can shoot one more arrow!
Lin Yan's pride as a good man tried hard to cover up his weakness and said, "It's nothing, just a little weak."
At this moment, he only needed to think about it and the illusion would be shattered, but he was not in a hurry to do so.
Their figures suddenly flashed beside the fallen black mist giant, and a snow-white feather arrow pierced its forehead, with white air surrounding the arrow.
The black fog giant collapsed and turned into a black cat again, with a blood mark on its forehead.
The snow-white feather arrow also turned into a point of light and dissipated.
Lin Yan knew that the black cat's soul had been shattered by the arrow and it would soon die completely.
This is what it deserves.
Thousands of soldiers died in this beast tide, how innocent they were. And when they were active in the northern area, how many people were killed by them?
It is not an exaggeration to grind the bones and scatter the ashes .
While it was dying, Lin Yan wanted to see what secrets it held.
Under his gaze, the black cat became unreal in his eyes.
Huh?
There is?
He discovered that a strange spiritual imprint was engraved in the black cat's spiritual body.
Lin Yan observed carefully and finally concluded that this should be the method used by a spiritual master to control beasts.
He frowned and thought. According to his understanding, the method used by spiritualists to tame animals was generally accomplished through "mind communication". This spiritual imprint might be a special inheritance.
He lacks knowledge in this area and does not know its specific effects.
Lin Yan thought about it and decided to give it a try. The mental imprint was triggered, and the black cat's body twitched, and a painful humming sound like a blower came out of its mouth.
The illusion is shattered.
Lin Yan's consciousness returned to reality. He found himself half-kneeling on the ground with his sword in his hand, and he could feel blood flowing from his mouth and nose.
Wen Zhian also collapsed. She stood up and immediately ran to Lin Yan, gently wiping away his blood, her pretty face full of worry: "Are you okay?"
Lin Yan felt it himself, and it was just that the blood in his chest was churning, and he was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes: "It's nothing serious, it's just that the energy consumption is too great, and I need to rest."
He tried to cheer himself up and looked at the dead black cat on the ground. Its body was twisted and its death was ugly. It seemed to have experienced great pain.
Lin Yan knew that this was because the mental imprint was triggered.
Is this how the mastermind controls the monsters?
He thought to himself.
Lin Yan just took a look, then passed the monster and walked towards the door leading to the safe passage.
He tried to open it, but it didn't budge.
Damn it!
This door is also mixed with Kro alloy, and it is locked and cannot be opened by one's own ability.
so tired.
His eyelids couldn't help but droop.
The reaction of his mental energy being exhausted surged up, and he could no longer hold on and had to take a rest.
"The safe passage is unavailable."
"Into the warehouse."
"Wait until I wake up."
He uttered these words slowly and sleepily, then fell down. The moment his consciousness fell asleep, he felt himself falling into a warm embrace.
…
In the laboratory.
The metal cage holding the gorilla has been opened. Professor Wu unplugged the tubes connected to it and injected medicine into the gorilla's arm.
"Wake up, my brother."
His voice was hoarse, as if his throat had been burned by fire, completely different from Professor Wu's voice.
The gray gorilla flicked his hands and slowly opened his eyes.
What came into view was a human in a lab coat.
Its blood-red eyes stared at him, its sharp fangs bared, and its body was ready to bite off the human's neck in the next second.
"it's me."
[Professor Wu] said, the familiar voice made the gray ape stunned.
Then the skin on Professor Wu's face cracked, and there was no trace of blood inside, but instead a layer of smooth grayish-white membrane.
No eyes, no nose, no mouth.
An extremely horrifying scene!
The gray gorilla suddenly became excited, and held Professor Wu's hand with its rough big hands, put them on its face, and cried like a child.
Professor Wu's expression returned to normal. He caressed the gorilla's head lovingly and said comfortingly:
"It doesn't matter."
"Don't cry, don't cry."
The voice was mournful, like the cold wind in the underworld: "Those who bully us must die!"
