Chapter 92

"...!"

Looking at those calm and smiling eyes, Brother Scar couldn't help but startled. For no reason, a strong chill slowly climbed up his back.

What, what's going on?

Why did you suddenly feel such a strong sense of crisis? !

In the palm of his hand, Fang's throat was warm and soft, and through a thin layer of skin, he could feel the extraordinarily clear and steady sound of blood pulses, as if he was completely unaffected.

...not at all like the steady heartbeat of a man whose throat is pinched in the palm of an enemy.

Isn't this guy an anchor on the Yan Zhi list? What is so town?

Not feeling good.

This is not good!

A strong sense of unease fermented and spread in the bottom of my heart, and there was a voice screaming in my heart, urging him to do something.

However, before he had time to act, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Darkness comes.

A deep, silent corridor stretches in front of you, the ground is cold and smooth, and the doors of the departments on both sides are closed, like dark eyes staring into the distance silently.

This... where is this?

like...

Hospital?

Brother Scar felt a shudder slowly creep up his back.

"This, where is this place?" came the surprised voice of his teammates from behind.

Brother Scar turned his head and glanced behind him, only to see that several of his teammates had all appeared here. Everyone was extremely shocked and confused, and a sense of fear was brewing in everyone's eyes.

"Aren't we in Dreamland?"

Suddenly, one of them suddenly widened his eyes: "Scar, Brother Scar, you, you, your hand—"

Scar was startled.

Only then did realize that the neck in the palm of hand became extremely cold and weak at some point, and it didn't look like a normal human being should have at all.

Slowly, he lowered his head.

A huge, blue-purple head was half-turned, its eyes without whites stared at it, the skin was covered with fine and dense blood vessels, and there was a "giggling" laughter from its mouth.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah. -!"

Brother Scar screamed in horror, let go of his hand suddenly, and stumbled back.

The innocent child's voice rang in my ears:

"Mom said I can play with you."

Brother Scar felt that the sweat all over his body exploded, and he stepped back suddenly, but there were more cold, scratch-like touches coming from his back and shoulders.

His pupils narrowed and he turned his head slowly.

The huge blue and purple heads crawled out from behind, with the same big smiles on every face, and the gurgling sounds of cheerful children echoed in the icy corridor.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."

A shrill scream came from behind.

Countless blue-purple ghost babies crawled from all directions, each and every small hand stretched out, giggling and laughter echoed back and forth.

Oh shit!

Brother Scar reacted instantly.

This streamer's talent is the kind of hallucinogenic talent that is rare in the charm department! Able to create the illusion of large groups, it is extremely tricky to use in teamfights.

Grass, this team of anchors is also difficult to deal with!

"calm down!!"

Brother Scar shouted in a hoarse voice: "This is an illusion, this is over there, the talent of the anchor over there, calm down, these pictures only exist in our minds, they are not real! And they can only last for a minute at most. ,if only"

"Are you sure?"

The boy's hoarse and laughing voice sounded not far away.

"??!!"

Brother Scar widened his eyes and looked sharply in the direction from which the voice came.

Wen Jianyan was standing not far away. Several ghost babies with the same cyan body were lying on their bodies, and their arms were hanging in the arms and shoulders. A pair of smiling amber eyes looked over in the dark:

"Everything is an illusion?"

Brother Scar's pupils suddenly tightened.

As if realizing something, he slowly lowered his head and looked at himself.

I saw a bluish-purple ghost baby lying on his chest, his belly grew rapidly as if inflated, and his skin was so thin that it was transparent, as if it burst open from the inside out.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

A fierce scream erupted from his throat.

So real, all the touches... all so real!

Is this really hallucinogenic talent?

And... even if it is, the time limit should have passed! It is rare for such a large illusion to last for a minute, but...

What, what hasn't gone away by now? !

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast:

"Rely on, what's the principle, what's the principle!!"

"My mother, is this called essence pollution!"

"I remember that there is a prop that seems to be able to reproduce memories, right? But this scene doesn't look like the anchor's memory... Instead, it looks like a fabricated scene... Grass, it's really polluted, my scalp is tingling ."

Brother Scar was ruthless and exchanged for a bottle of sedative.

This bottle belly, no matter how strong the talent of the host is, all the illusions have disappeared!

But unexpectedly, Mian not only did not stop him, but instead stood calmly not far away, with a smile in his eyes, watching with ease.

……what happened?

What's it like not to worry about at all?

An anchor with a talent for illusion is the most afraid of this kind of props, isn't it?

A strong sense of unease flooded Brother Scar's heart.

However, it was too late to think about it, so unscrewed the cap of the discreet tranquilizer and poured it in a drop.

In just a few seconds, a bottle of sedative was consumed in the blink of an eye, and the bottle fell to the ground and shattered.

but……

Brother Scar's eyes widened in horror, looking at the cyan and purple ghost babies that were climbing on his body and gradually covering him, he could hardly believe his eyes.

How can it be……

how! !

Wen Jianyan looked down at the anchor who was rolling in front of her, and a faint smile flashed across her lips.

The talent is not to create illusions.

It's just a subtle guide, so that they can create illusions with their own talents.

Our entire team used talents as soon as they came up, and Fang naturally also recognized it with inertia, and now he is also using talents.

Therefore, after the presupposition is broken, we fall into a more fragile state, and reflexively use ourselves to fall into a worse situation, and infinitely magnify the advantages of the party in our minds.

Of course the sedatives didn't help.

It is not the essence of the hand and the brain that are deceived, but their five senses.

The reason why he dared to go to the gift shop to buy souvenirs with great fanfare at the beginning of the dungeon is naturally that he has already prepared his hands.

Wen Jianyan is self-aware.

Since entering this nightmare live broadcast, I have made too many hatreds. It is fine when the system is empty. After all, there are appearances that can be blocked. The accumulated savings of directly opening the waves have not yet encountered vengeance in the dungeon. It is just good luck, so the props to prevent chasing soldiers must be carried with you.

Before entering the copy, Wen Jianyan went to the free trade zone to make purchases.

None of the props bought are used to clear the dungeon, all of them are used to hunt down and save lives.

It is not talent that is used.

But with the help of props disguised as talent.

This method cannot be used in the first place.

After all, before the start of the team battle, the anchors used to cover the blunt film by themselves, but after a few people in the team cleaned up this period of time, there were no restrictions on using it.

This scene is now completed with several different props.

Polaroids, D-level props, can reproduce and construct the scene in memory, but it is a single frame that cannot be changed. Although it is not short in use, it can be easily cracked as long as it is moved.

However, in the role of Wen Ya's talent, Fang's ability to act can be greatly alleviated.

A hidden item found in the free trade zone, the fear mushroom.

Grinding into powder and smearing it on the whip, as the battle seeps into the skin and blood, although it can't make people hallucinate, it makes the anchor fall into a state of intense fear that cannot be escaped, effectively reducing the party's psychological defense.

The most important of them is the legendary item [The Remains of the Holy Infant] obtained by Wen Jianyan Fukang Private General Hospital.

Before entering this dungeon, Wen Jianyan was ruthless and spent a lot of money to upgrade this item to one level.

Originally, after the upgrade, the time to obtain the status was extended, but unfortunately, it backfired, and there was no change in the utility, but a second optional form was added——

Summon ghost babies.

It's a pity that the summoning time and number of this form are extremely limited. With the current level of the item, at most a pitiful ghost baby can be summoned, and it must be activated at a very close distance.

In the face of teamfights, the effect can be said to be almost negligible.

So, this requires one last prop.

Plasticine, D-level stand-in props, although possible, must have enough details to be established, in the activities of the anchor's will.

The effect of the establishment is harsh, and most of the substitutes produced are crooked and cracked, which are easy to be seen. The substitute props also have lower-level replacements in the E-level mall, and the consumption is less, so most of the anchors do not choose to buy. .

But Wen Jianyan was different.

It is not necessary for these "substitutes" to be real, just enough numbers to create a strong psychological shadow on capable people is enough.

Overwhelming and dense, the custody of it makes people have nightmares at a glance.

For example, on the premise that there is only one person, the success rate of this plan is only 5%. With the help of the other teammates, the success rate soars directly to 78%.

Even the most critical "close-up" step was directly completed by Fang.

How can this be lost!

Wen Jianyan stepped forward slowly and crouched in front of Brother Scar.

Under Fang's terrified gaze, he raised his hand and gently pressed his palm on Fang's bulging belly, rubbing it gently, feeling the squirming and bulging of that thin skin.

Of course, most importantly.

This is not plasticine on Brother Scar.

The real ghost baby that can be summoned is in Fang's belly at the moment, as long as he thinks about it, he can immediately disembowel Fang and crawl out of his body.

The young man smiled:

"So, how many lottery tickets are you willing to pay for your unborn baby?"

Brother Scar's eyes flashed fiercely, a blade appeared in his palm, and the whole person slammed forward——

But for a second, the ghost baby in the stomach began to struggle maliciously, the blade stopped in front of the young man's white neck, his face turned pale in an instant, and intermittent screams overflowed from his throat.

"Ahhhh-"

An extreme fear flashed in his pupils.

And there are so many ghost babies, even if one is solved organically, the other one will climb the body again, there is absolutely no way.

"Don't, don't let it move, please! I, I, I—"

"One piece, six "

"That's how you know each other."

Wen Jianyan said with a smile.

"But..." He frowned in annoyance, "This is the price just now."

With a smile on his lips, he leaned over again, a pair of amber eyes flashed with childlike stubbornness, his face was so beautiful and harmless, as if it was as attractive as a good-looking anchor, but at this moment, in Fang's eyesHere, this pure and delicate face is as frightening as the devil.

"Six is not enough now."

The boy's slightly hoarse voice is soft and sweet, like a lover's whisper:

"I passed your plane just now."