Chapter 1962 Illusion, Reality

Mo Ye is not a particularly lucky person. From the period of real loli until now, he will always encounter a particularly embarrassing encounter every once in a while. After each advancement, he will always encounter someone who is stronger than before. Enemies, more dangerous troubles.

Mo Ye is used to this point. Although her master didn't say it, in her opinion, if the road to the pursuit of the true meaning of magic is always smooth, it may be difficult to find opportunities to understand the various original laws.

His eyes were black and blue, his eyes were red and bloodshot, his cheeks were sunken a lot compared to before, cracks and folds were irregularly distributed on the dull robe, and there was a four-foot-long hole in his back. A long wound loomed on the shoulder blade, and bright red blood slowly oozes from the wound.

Obviously only being submerged by black pupils for more than ten minutes, but it seems that he has been imprisoned and abused for several months, with a sad look of being malnourished, blood and energy, and about to fall to the ground at any time.

Mo Ye stood motionless on the spot, his eyes slightly squinted as if he hadn't been able to adapt to the sudden light, he was a little stunned, what place is this?

Everything around seemed to be covered with a foggy glass cover, and even the sounds heard from far and near were buzzing with echoes and could not be heard clearly.

"Owner"

"Owner"

Xiao Qi's calling sound became more and more clear, and Xiao Nai's voice was full of anxiety, worry and confusion, full of complex emotions.

Mo Ye's thoughts were a little scattered, "What time is it?"

The first thing Mo Ye did after regaining consciousness was to check the time. He squinted and stared at the light screen in his hand, with a puzzled expression, "Is it only thirteen minutes?"

The voice is hoarse and weak.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Qihe took the hacker to look for the core central controller of the star defense system. Just after confirming the location, before it could do anything, it suddenly felt that its body was being pulled back into the carrier, and it was disconnected.

This kind of inability to communicate with the outside world usually occurs when Mo Ye enters various spaces that are blocked and unable to communicate with the outside world.

But even if Xiao Qi returned to the carrier, he couldn't get in touch with Mo Ye. Xiao Qi didn't know how to describe it. It was like a camera placed around Mo Ye. He could see Mo Ye but he couldn't get in touch with him at all. Mo Ye formed any effective communication connection, it shouted hoarsely, punched and kicked, and tried its best to write a series of programs, but it was useless, and Mo Ye just ignored it.

The surroundings are not completely black, but more like a thick gray fog, with silk threads twinkling with dark light flashing across them quickly. According to Xiao Qi's understanding, this nagging ghost place is more like a A closed information space, a prison program.

Mo Ye walked in this dark and dense fog and kept fighting, but there was nothing around her except those pupils that twinkled like eyes.

This situation is very wrong. Xiao Qi knows that there is a problem but has no ability to solve it. Everything is in Mo Ye's own hands. If his master's situation follows the logic of the brain's operation, he will be dragged by a virus invasion. Data is in a cage.

If Mo Ye was really a program, a mechanical body or something like that, Xiao Qi could still help kill and kill viruses, but Mo Ye wasn't.

Xiao Qi could only watch, watching Mo Ye struggle and fight until now.

Mo Ye's sense of time was confused, and she couldn't accurately judge how long she had experienced.

A few seconds, a few minutes, a few hours, or many years, the reaction of the whole person was more than half a beat slower.

Finally freed from the torment of watching a play in the dark, Xiao Qi showed a mime and rushed forward to hug Mo Ye's ear, "Master, master, are you okay?"

Xiao Qi's voice became clearer and clearer, Mu Leng Leng Mo Ye slightly tilted his head in the direction where Xiao Qi hugged his ears, raised his hand and lifted Xiao Qi up, "Don't pull your head."

"Master" Xiao Qi almost burst into tears, "Master, there is a problem with this battleship."

More than just a problem.

"It's not just a battleship."

All the black eyeballs in the cabin were gone,

In its place were rough, rusted and dilapidated bulkheads.

Mo Ye's breathing was a little panting. In the still dead environment, only the sound of her own breathing and the sound of Xiao Qi's milky Hua Han could clearly hear the sound of the floor being bounced even if a hair fell to the ground.

Mo Ye stood quietly for several seconds before recovering, raised his hand and rubbed his head, the feeling of dizziness and nausea had not completely disappeared.

Until now, Mo Ye has not been able to fully understand whether the scene he experienced just now was an illusion or reality. Perhaps it is more appropriate to describe the reality as a fantasy, between reality and illusion.

Everything that happened just now was like logging into the star network and playing a holographic online game, except that not only the spiritual power but also the real body were online.

She was swallowed by the black pupils, and then it was a long and painful escape. She was actually dragged back to the time when she was hunted down by a group of old men and women from the Magicians Guild on the mainland of Logar.

This escape lasted for several months, hiding everywhere in the Logar continent, and went through the entire escape process again, with some similarities but not exactly the same.

During certain moments, Mo Ye had self-denial several times, and almost believed that her interstellar journey was just a strange dream when she was seriously injured and comatose. The mentor, who doesn't know space magic and has ordinary mental talent, is struggling to survive under the siege of a group of magicians. Because of his serious injuries, he has hallucinations and imagined false memories in his dreams.

Returning from a four-star magister to a great magister, everything in combat power and defense has been downgraded, unable to teleport, unable to arbitrarily superimpose magic, and casting a few seventh-level magic will tighten the core of spiritual power and dry it out.

Mo Ye is like a person whose hands and feet are bound and then told to be broken. He clearly knows that he has limbs that cannot be used and can only crawl. Whenever he wants to stand up, the idea that he is a cripple pops up in his mind. Now, limbs are illusions, you don't have them.

Is there any?

As time goes by, this cognition continues to deepen, and even if it was originally there, it will become nothing if it is tied up.

Most people are not far away from being wiped out when time is constantly blurred and they start to doubt their sense of existence, but for Mo Ye, the longer they stay in the so-called Luojiaer continent, the stronger the sense of reunion .

The realistic illusion created based on Mo Ye's memory has various logical errors due to the chaotic thoughts. The star alliance and the Logar Continent are far different from each other, obviously beyond the ability to write illusions, such as walking and seeing A hovering car flew by, and when buying magic materials at the checkout, he saw a passer-by raise his arm to swipe his ID card, which allowed Mo Ye to find a loophole and use the black hole to break through the fog of the illusion.

Returning to the Logar continent is of course a fake, it is just a picture reflected in Mo Ye's own memory, but those attacks and battles that he has experienced are clearly true, at least the injuries he suffered, the mental power he consumed and There is nothing false about magic.

This was not entirely an illusion, and Mo Ye was even more sure of this after listening to Xiao Qikuai's brief introduction.

Mo Ye didn't have time to think about the principle right now. One thing she knew very well was that she was not in a battleship, but in the belly of a strange space zerg.

The black pupils all over the bulkhead of the ship disappeared, replaced by metal rust, under the rust was a large area of ​​rough dark red, from red to black with extremely fine holes, dazzling people would mistake it for a piece of rust.

"Quiet."

Hearing this, Xiao Qi covered her mouth and tightly grabbed Mo Ye's ear, almost thinking that she was about to lose her master.

Well, Mo Ye didn't throw this guy out this time.

In a few seconds, the memory of being swallowed by black pupils flashed in Mo Ye's mind. Mo Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was almost caught up by the Magicians Guild just now.

After a few seconds of silence, a weak and painful hiss came from the ear, faintly coming from another cabin.

Mo Ye looked up at the ceiling of the cabin. The sound was blocked by several floors, and it was so weak that it was easy to ignore.

The voice from the main control room of the bridge.

At this moment, the barrier that blocked Mo Ye's mental power no longer existed, and Mo Ye's mental power could easily cover the entire battleship.

When teleporting upwards, Mo Ye's figure swayed, and the space distortion froze for a moment, as if he was not used to it.

After teleporting to the third-floor cabin, the thin voice became clear and clear, gasping and crying.

The mental power barrier in the main control room of the bridge has disappeared, leaving only an empty pitch-black hole, looking inside a huge Zerg is slumping on the floor.

When the Zerg realized that someone had broken in, its whine became brighter and clearer, like the shrill cry of a child.

Mo Ye didn't know how to describe the Zerg in front of him, or a part of the Zerg. It was a huge round shape with a single metallic luster and a black body. The smooth skin swelled up like a bubble full of air. The lower body of the ship is completely glued together with the hull.

This head seems to grow out of the floor of the ship, and the shape is quite curious. Is it shielded here so as not to scare people?

"Master, this is a Zerg."

"Hmm" I saw it.

"It is one with this battleship." Xiao Qi's tone was full of surprise.

"Hmm" I can see this too.

Zerg, a semi-mechanical life form, this is the first time Mo Ye has encountered such a species. The first time he encountered it, he suffered a big loss, and was almost abandoned in that illusory reality.

Mo Ye was a little unimaginable for a while, that he was actually trapped in the illusion by such a Zerg.

Although it is said that people should not be judged by their appearance, and one cannot underestimate the Zerg Chief's strength or mental power just because of his ugliness, but the black and fleshy bamboo charcoal glutinous rice balls in front of him can't be reminiscent of hallucinations at all. A master of incomparable ability.

"What a terrific bug."

Even though it was seriously injured by the space energy of the black hole explosion, this black blob is releasing a biological pheromone "I am harmless, I am pitiful..." and so on to soften the hint that the enemy is seeking for itself vitality.

Black pupils, colorless and odorless biological pheromones, special talent skills, these are not enough, just so that Mo Ye will not be trapped by such a precarious illusion full of errors and omissions.

Without the support of strong spiritual power, the illusion is difficult to be effective against enemies whose level of spiritual power is higher than their own.

This black bug?

"Master, you are resisting to accept the reality of being dragged into the illusion, is it because it doesn't look good?"

Xiaoqi, you can easily lose the favor of your master for being so sharp.

Powerful, why not powerful, how powerful is it if the lower body is a battleship, this has crossed species, from living organisms to mechanical bodies, isn't that powerful?

Just coming out of the fantasy reality, Mo Ye felt dizzy with jet lag for several months. She was even a little unsure if she was in reality or an illusion with a different background?

Mo Ye felt that many little penguins were spinning, jumping and sliding in his brain, making a mess.

Just because the black glutinous rice ball was badly injured doesn't mean it has become a friendly pet that can be coquettish and cute.

Puchi!

With a muffled sound, Xiao Qi stared wide-eyed, watching her master suddenly make a move, one after another big ice picks were inserted straight into the body of the black bug until they penetrated the ship floor.

ah!

The shrill screams and howls of pain ran through the entire battleship, and at the same time, countless fine black shadows shot out from the rusty bulkheads of the battleship.

These little black bugs were crushed by the wind blade and scattered all over the ground.

Since you can't be sure, let's kill it. Most of the time, Your Excellency the Mage is really a linear thinking creature, and problems that can be solved with magic are not problems.

Mo Ye's eyes swept across the bulkhead. These little black bugs were Zerg guards protecting the mother's body. This black glutinous rice ball just tried to cast the illusion for the second time.

At this moment, the black worm inserted by the ice pick completely lost its pitiful and cute temperament before, and the sticky and cold dumpling showed its true colors. No, to be precise, it still looks like the bamboo charcoal dumpling before, but the confusing temperament is gone.

Such Zerg, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Zergs, all have this terrible hallucinogenic ability, and they will be affected if they don't board the ship. Surrounded by the pupils and then falling into their respective illusions, that scene is really——

The Zerg was dying at this moment, and Mo Ye's spiritual core had been transformed into a full-dark attribute at this time.

After being attacked, the energy fluctuations that were stronger than before suddenly became active.

The black tuanzi opened its eyes suddenly, with a gloomy light flashing, like a huge black pupil, an enlarged version of those black eyes that swallowed Mo Ye before.

Mo Ye only felt the goosebumps on the back of his neck uncontrollably standing up. At this moment, he was looking at not only the Zerg in front of him, but also the real owner of the black eyes behind Heituanzi, the person who constructed the reality of the illusion.

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