The wounds that bows and arrows can cause are limited. If you want to kill someone directly without applying poison, you can only attack the head, neck, heart, lungs and other important organs.
Unless there is a sneak attack, or one is particularly lucky, or the numbers make up for it, these parts are the focus of defense.
Therefore, the garden guards have not taken out other weapons at this time. Rather than attacking, it is more like using bows and arrows to restrict Yaro's movements.
Arrow didn't know whether these arrows were poisoned or not, and he didn't want to get hurt, so he had to put his sword back and defend himself.
Clang, clang, clang—!
Just as Yarog was blocking the arrow, dozens of ghost orchids seemed to have received the order, and suddenly launched an attack on the surrounding guards!
Misty pollen spurts out, vines twitch, and human-shaped flowers flutter... This is not a battle, but a self-destruction like a moth to a flame.
But even so, the garden guards were not satisfied.
They seemed to have been prepared, ignoring the phantom pollen, avoiding the attack of the cane with ease, and exiting the attack range of the ghost orchid in a few steps.
Then, he no longer paid attention to the ghosts and ghosts who were trapped in place by the roots and could only bar their teeth and claws helplessly, and looked at Yaro calmly.
"Sir, please wait patiently. Lord Morton will be here soon."
Little did they know that a violent malice emerged in Yaro's heart almost at the same time - kill them, kill them! ! !
But for some reason, Yaro could clearly tell that this emotion did not originate from him.
There seems to be a cognitive bias in the mind and body.
The body is barking like a rabid dog.
Consciousness, like a god from above, looks on with cold eyes.
The frantic voice of 'Thirty-Six Riders' kept echoing in his ears. Only 'Daniu' could endure the pain and reminded: "General... don't draw your sword... use fireballs!"
The feeling at this time is very amazing!
There are actually three 'voices' in the entire consciousness space:
First, thinking about self-awareness.
Second, the 'Big Bull' was shocked by the remaining human consciousness in the ghost orchid garden.
Third, the 'Thirty-six Riders' have fallen into madness after absorbing the remnant souls of countless beasts.
So much so that Yaro couldn't help but wonder if he was suffering from schizophrenia.
——Not to mention, it’s really similar!
Everyone has inner activities, and will judge any matter from multiple angles, and finally draw their own conclusions.
However, people with schizophrenia are not aware that those are their own thoughts and have no sense of dominance. Instead, they regard those thoughts as someone talking to them and directing them to do things.
Eventually driving a person completely crazy.
Just like now, Daniel is still explaining: "Once you engage in close combat, your body will activate the combat state... At the same time, the phantom poison of the ghost orchid in the body will explode!"
Yaro's 'self-awareness' also guessed what Daniel said.
But now, here's the weirdest part.
Yaro was able to come up with this conjecture, but he had no intention of taking action. He was experiencing the information in the consciousness space.
——The reason why I was anxious to take action before was because I found that my sanity was affected by the ghost ghost orchid.
The current situation is more complicated, and his sanity has not continued to deteriorate, so Yaro is naturally not in a hurry.
But Daniel was unable to sense these thoughts, and continued to say intermittently: "General... you can first throw fireballs to the six o'clock direction on the right. There are many fireballs at that position, and they can be... destroyed... "
It's like a computer equipped with two motherboards. Normally, it can only slightly improve the operating efficiency. But if one of the motherboards has a problem, the other motherboard can still drive the computer to work normally.
Now, precisely because external information continues to pour in, but fails to affect the other 'motherboard', the two feelings are very different, which highlights this 'brain'.
Yaro raised his palm in front of his eyes, and then controlled several fingers to clenched them one by one until they formed a complete fist.
"The normal 'brain' cannot directly control the body, but it can control the 'chaotic' brain and indirectly control the body... What is this? A self-aware god? A conscious god?"
"General... General?" Daniel managed to shout, as if he was a little confused.
"Daniu can't sense the idea that I use this area to think about?"
Yaro suddenly realized the problem.
"Aren't Daniel and others my subconsciously differentiated personality? My thoughts can be easily transferred between the two areas, why can't they?"
In just a moment, Yaluo thought of a very possible guess.
"This is the system space. The strange power that gave birth to Daniel and others cannot erode here!"
"Following this line of thinking, wouldn't it mean that there is always a mysterious force maintaining the existence of Daniel and others?"
Yaro looked around.
"Who is doing this? What is the purpose?"
All that can be seen is a sea of white flowers and a few garden guards with calm faces.
……No!
There is also a conspicuous wooden sign!
That wooden sign is particularly similar to the fang flag in the fantasy world, with red stripes on a black background and depicting the Boone family emblem and a wand pattern!
Moreover, the pattern of the wand is actually like a breathing lamp, slowly brightening and dimming, releasing a deep fluorescence.
"General!" Daniel shouted in pain.
Yaro ignored it, stared at the wooden sign, and whispered: "What is that?"
I don't know why, but the bright red wand is extraordinarily beautiful. Yaro seems to have seen a real angel, and there is no trace of the inflated distracting thoughts.
There is peace in my heart, and the feeling of comfort is impossible to let go.
In just a moment, the wand gradually blurred, magnified, and twisted, turning into an overwhelming hazy phantom snake.
The phantom snake continued to expand and become thinner, covering the entire field of vision and turning into nothingness.
The sky is still blue, the garden is still white, the grass is still green, the sun is shining with golden light, the dark wooden sign is extremely deep, and the twisting red lines are particularly conspicuous...
Then, the colors began to fade away.
It’s like reversing the creative process of a beautiful oil painting.
The beautiful world began to break, dreamy and confusing.
All kinds of colors are constantly withdrawn, leaving only the auxiliary edges and corners, and the whole world turns into a pale whiteness of nothingness.
Overlapping murmurs came from the void.
It seemed like there were countless invisible people praying, shouting, and wailing.
Yaro's body began to shake, and thin black smoke began to appear on the surface of his body. The vague feeling of separation in his mind still maintained the last sanity in his heart.
"What's wrong with me?"
When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you.
Stealing the power of the abyss, how could the abyss let go?
Think about the sequelae of the Magic Fighting Technique. At first, you would vomit blood if you got even a trace of it, and the vomited blood would turn into monsters. Will it become lighter and lighter in the future?
Purifying potion?
If the power of the abyss is so easy to spy on, this power is not worth the covetous eyes of official wizards.
(End of chapter)
