The sound of the sacks being dragged became more rapid.
This is all fake...
She kept stressing it to herself.
The owner of the illusion tried his best to stop me from going further. This is not a real thing... It is fooling me... It is lying to me again!
"Aisun...Aisun..."
An empty echo came from the front, and the dragging noise became more intense, as if millions of limbs were crawling there.
"It's fake." She gritted her teeth and ignored it.
"Aisun...Aisun..."
Xia's cry came from behind, her voice was hoarse, as if she was in extreme pain, so that Hitzfeld immediately thought of the young Pussy, who stuck the gears with her legs and trembled and wailed in the boiling steam.
"Fake!" She simply closed her eyes and stopped thinking and listening.
The next moment, she smelled a strong stench of corpse.
It was as if a corpse had been rotting for ten thousand years. The stench was so strong and the pollution so severe that anyone who smelled it would gag on the spot.
"Hmm..." Hitzfeld's mouth puffed up and he almost opened his eyes due to the stimulation.
But she didn't—she didn't!
She covered her nose with her left hand and continued to run, running as fast as she could.
Click!
Something was crushed under my feet.
Maybe it was a bug, maybe it was an egg follicle, and it made a crisp explosion.
Click!Click!
She kept stomping on them, and then she began to feel something fine, soft, and as soft as hair brushing against her ankles.
Just like the tentacles of an insect.
Reflexively, she recalled the nightmare under the umbrella.
A strange man held an umbrella for her, and taking advantage of her momentary inattention, a large group of tentacles sprang out from the umbrella and sucked her into another world.
A world that is dark, narrow, and almost crowded with tentacles and limbs.
Am I heading for such a world?
Wouldn’t that mean I’m…seeking my own death?
For a moment, she hesitated.
But almost immediately, she remembered that at 12 Flo Street, on the night when the second golem curse broke out, someone had asked her in a sarcastic tone whether the detective could not make firm deductions as long as the other party refused to admit it.
She could almost hear the man's voice, leaning close to her ear and laughing at her -
Do you trust your eyes, your hearing and your sense of smell... or do you trust logic and the reasoning you draw from it?
oh……
This suddenly became a stupid question.
Pursing his lips, a huge amount of courage instantly poured into his limbs and bones. This force pushed Hitzfeld to speed up again, and then -
It's like passing through a membrane.
She fell to the ground, her brain instantly clearing up as if she had taken mint.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a dark red ground.
It was still a cave, still a cave tunnel, but the difference was that there was a thick layer of soft and sticky secretions on the ground, and a lot of it was stuck to the wall.
He did not change his clothes, and was still wearing the same pair of thin cloth shorts.
She slowly stood up and looked back, and saw team members who were in dreams.
They were like puppets, moving little by little in the opposite direction.
Going upwards.
Less than ten steps away from them, there was a bloody mouth at the entrance of the cave diagonally above them.
The emperor worm is waiting there.
Waiting for them to fall into the trap.
Chapter 55: Fall
The worm's huge mouth did not completely cover the entrance to the cave, and some light could still be vaguely seen above the cave.
The colorful halo penetrated the air, like half a blurry light curtain, covering most of the giant insect outside the cave.
Under Hitzfeld's gaze, the person closest to the exit took a step forward.
She saw those slender "tongues" again. This time they were very gentle. They directly wrapped around the man's waist and pulled him into the depths of his throat little by little at an extremely slow speed.
Then she saw the giant insect's throat moving - she had seen the scene inside with her own eyes before, and there was also a circle of sharp teeth stacked up there.
It's like one of those automatic pencil sharpeners that clamps and fixes pencils with a spiral blade...it's denser and sharper than that, so you can imagine what happened to that person now.
It couldn't have turned out any better than meat sauce.
If he was unfortunate enough not to die, and even more unfortunate enough to regain consciousness at that moment, then he might be able to experience... what it felt like to have the fruit slices that he had once stuck in his mouth and sucked dry.
Hitzfeld didn't dare to act rashly.
She was not sure whether it was the emperor worm blocking outside that created the illusion for her.
It could only be it, but it didn't look like... it seemed completely indifferent to the fact that it had regained consciousness.
But who else could it be if not it?
Hitzfeld was confused for a moment.
She began to recall her previous memories.
First of all, it is certain that they did encounter the emperor worm and did block it by detonating magma - at least this memory is correct.
But what about before this memory?
When she was confronting the giant insect and saw the seven strange eyes carved on its fangs, she also fell into a deep illusion. Even the memories and information she received at that time were far beyond the previous wave.
So... maybe it really can't actively create illusions for us, but is deceiving us through those eyes carved on its fangs?
A spiritual seed will be planted in everyone who sees the eye carving, which may be related to another creature more advanced than the emperor worm.
That might be the supreme leader of this species, or perhaps it is simply the seven giant eyes in the void.
This was the most reasonable explanation Hitzfeld could think of at the moment.
At the same time, she could no longer remain indifferent.
Because as the bewitched team members took the initiative to step into the giant insect's mouth, she quickly found Xia's figure among them.
Xia Yibing is neither a Sinnint nor a Devourer. She may be the last Latadian in the world. However, this race does not have a strong resistance to evil curses and is basically no different from ordinary people.
She had not yet been able to figure out the dream that the unknown existence had woven for her. She stood in the queue with a dazed look on her face, a shriveled smile on her lips, and walked up in a daze.
There were quite a few people in front of her - the number of survivors in the cave far exceeded the girl's imagination, and it was definitely not the twenty or thirty people she had imagined in the illusion - but they were packed quite densely, and she was not far away from the cave in a straight line, only about fifteen or sixteen meters.
This was a very dangerous situation, because Hitzfeld also remembered: the tongue of the giant insect outside, which it had just used to roll people in, was extremely elastic and could bounce out at least ten meters away.
She had seen such a scene with her own eyes. It was when they were fighting on the ground. A knight tried to get close and shoot at its mouth, but was directly caught by the tongue that flew out from ten meters away, and was pulled into its mouth and ground into bloody mud.
It is true that the cave entrance is too narrow compared to the size of the giant insect, so it cannot just come in and kill them all in one gulp. But if it is alerted, it can use its tongue to... sweep everyone within this distance into its mouth.
Fifteen or sixteen meters...Can those tongues reach this distance?
If I go straight up to wake up Xia, will she wake up immediately and run away with me?
All these issues must be taken into consideration, otherwise rash action may not only fail to save people, but may also cost your own life.
She didn't have much time to think.
The team was moving forward slowly. It was just like a vending machine in the worm world... the food lined up obediently and jumped into their mouths.
Xia Yibing must be more than fifteen meters away from the cave entrance. Hitzfeld didn't intend to wait any longer. She pretended to be hypnotized and blended in, but walked a little faster than the others.
In just a few breaths, she came to the woman, immediately grabbed her wrist, and tried to pull her back.
But it didn't work.
Xia Yibing was indifferent to her pulling, and she couldn't pull her at all.
Is the sense of touch blocked?
Hitzfeld gritted his teeth.
The team was still moving forward. The giant insect swallowed three or five more people. They were now only about ten meters away from the cave entrance.
Seeing that the situation was heading in a bad direction, Hitzfeld simply gave it his all.
She reached into her collar and pulled out a dark gold ring from the ravine on her chest.
Isn't it just that your mother is hallucinating?
It seems like everyone knows it... Anyway, the power stored in this cycle has not been used yet, so it’s a good time to try it out - can magic defeat magic?
I hope that Xia in this state has the same mental strength as a golden squirrel...
hum-
As she drove it, an invisible force radiated from the ring.
Its strength is not high and is too insignificant compared to the illusion that is enough to confuse the five senses.
But just as to wake someone up you don't need to pour a basin of ice water on her but only need to gently prick her with a needle - it plays the role of this needle.
Xia Yibing's brain felt like it was pricked by a needle, and she shuddered, then her eyes quickly became clear.
"What am I...?"
"Aisun?"
The change in environment was so drastic that she didn't react for a moment, and her face even blushed slightly when she looked at the girl.
Hitzfeld didn't have time to observe this detail - she noticed that the moment she woke up Xia, like a chain reaction, all the dreamers around her were waking up!
What's the situation?
It’s just “a needle”…how could the effect be so exaggerated?
She was still confused a second ago, but when she glanced towards the cave exit, she knew why.
"Get down!"
She and Xia...they almost pushed each other down.
The next moment they fell down, several wet, soft and pink long tongues shot out and swept over their heads, extending to a place just slightly farther away from where they were, firmly sticking to all the people who were still standing and unable to dodge in the path.
These people are finished...
The long tongue rolled back with a fishy wind and more than a dozen people. Hitzfeld didn't even dare to look back, he grabbed the woman and ran away.
Who could have thought... that the stimulation originally directed at Xia alone would eventually be transmitted to that thing?
"There's a monster ahead! There's a monster!"
Hitzfeld shouted as he ran.
She tried to keep her words as simple as possible, fearing that the others who woke up might not understand.
"down!"
"Turn around and run down!"
"Don't worry about anything! Just do it!"
I can't care about other people at this time.
Hitzfeld pulled Xia Yibing and ran in the front, only to feel the ground beneath his feet becoming softer and softer, making it increasingly difficult to step on the ground.
"puff!"
Suddenly, she stumbled while running, her left leg missed the ground and sank deep into the air as if it had penetrated a layer of flesh membrane.
