Austin looked at the hole in the palm of his left hand and tilted his head slightly. The bullet passed through the palm of his hand. There was no blood flowing out and no pain. This was obviously abnormal.
Narrowing his eyes, Austin fired again. This time the bullet passed through his wrist and knocked his palm off.
Raising his left hand and looking at the section with twitching muscles, Austin's brain issued the command "clench his left fist", and the severed palm on the ground actually clenched.
Of course, this is not an ability he has acquired on his own, and I have never heard of anyone acquiring such a strange ability before.
He picked up his left hand and smashed it against the fracture. After a while, it was back to normal, and even the bullet holes in his palm were healed.
"What a miracle-" Even now, Austin couldn't help but sigh.
But this also shows that there is indeed a problem with this ghost place, but where is the problem? Is it on the left hand? What's wrong with this left hand?
Thinking of this, Austin pulled out his waist knife again, slashed at the forearm, and directly removed the forearm.
It was exactly the same as before. There were pale muscles squirming on the cut surface of the wound, but there was no blood and no pain. He raised his arm and took a closer look. The muscles and blood vessels were clearly visible. The blood in the blood vessels seemed to be blocked by an invisible transparent membrane. When the arm was shaken, the blood inside also swayed, like red wine in a glass.
No, there is no black wine.
White muscles, black blood, just like a zombie.
Austin made a cut on the palm of his right hand with a knife, and blood immediately poured out, which was completely different from the situation on his left arm.
Next he tried two more legs and found that the left leg was in the same condition as his left arm.
Austin collapsed on the ground and thought quietly. He had already removed his left leg and arm. He felt a lot "relaxed" the moment he completed this.
"Beowulf, what do you think this is going on?" He thought of the other soul temporarily living in this body.
"..." Beowulf's voice was so weak that Austin couldn't hear it at all.
"Beowulf?" Austin frowned, "Are you there?"
"..."
With a thought in his mind, Austin turned over, lying next to the severed left arm, and repeated: "Beowulf?"
"I heard it, but I don't know the current situation."
It seems that this mutilated limb is where Beowulf lives.
The fantasy around him unknowingly turned into a cold color, and rippled like water waves with Austin's every move.
Austin saw all this and knew that he had probably found some clues, but he just didn't know where the weakness of this layer of illusion was.
He must have forgotten something. Maybe as long as he finds the forgotten information, he can see through it.
"Beowulf -" Austin subconsciously wanted to ask Beowulf for his opinion. After all, he had discussed everything with him before, but this time he stopped as soon as he called out his name.
"What's up?"
"I forgot -" Austin was stunned for a moment. He just suddenly realized that there seemed to be another person who had temporarily lived in this body.
"Doug..." The cloud covering his brain suddenly dissipated.
"Could it be that the longer you stay here, the more things you will forget? I could still remember Doug's existence before."
Austin pushed himself up against the wall with his right arm and began to think hard.
But the prayer room would not simply let him out. As soon as he started to recall or think, strange scenes would appear in his eyes, strange noises would ring in his ears, and even his mind would keep churning with thoughts. Interrupt him.
"Since it's all an illusion..." Austin hesitated for a moment, then Xin Yiheng cut his own eyes with a waist knife and pierced his eardrum.
Sure enough, his whole body fell into nothingness, without color or sound, while his soul was swinging in the surging thoughts, trying to hoist the fish carrying important memories.
"who I am?"
"I'm Austin Doug."
"My father is Benjamin Doug."
"I am the captain of the August Lion of the mobile support fleet of the Royal Navy of the Kingdom of Meletni, with the rank of major."
"I am the contractor of the traitor Mariannu."
"My souls are one and the same, Austin and Doug are both me."
"Beowulf made a vow to inhabit this body for a while."
"We meet in the future at the edge of permafrost."
Austin stopped talking to himself.
"Then what?"
"How did I get here?"
"Am I the only one here?"
A voice responded in the void: "You and Beowulf traveled here through the body of the sea monster. You are the only one who came here to this ruins that retains the mystery of the God Killer."
"Really?" Austin asked, "What about Doug? Where did he go?"
"Doug and Austin were fused together as they walked through that door," the voice answered.
Austin was silent for a few seconds, frowned and said coldly: "If that's the case, then who are you?"
He just suddenly realized that the mysterious voice was his own.
"Are you Doug?"
"Or is it another me?"
"But I'm sorry, I can no longer accommodate so many people here."
Austin didn't give that thing a chance to speak again, and continued: "The people who entered here with me were Lysa Stuart and Lefry Pretender, but I now suspect that they are also part of the illusion."
"Perhaps I have entered a fantasy world since I met them both."
"It's not a mechanism that can be triggered by ancient pronunciation. Ravery and Lysa, who only care about the existence of gods along the way, are monsters that have completely disappeared."
"What a clumsy trap."
"Isn't there a reasonable explanation for all of this?" Another voice sneered, "It's all your own explanation."
Austin shook his head and said with a smile: "Stop talking, maybe I will enter the illusion even earlier."
Austin raised his left arm, which had healed at some point, and cut it off with his intuition. He said in a cold voice, "How could something like this grow on my body? Do you really think anyone can live in my body?" Did you come in?"
"This is the reason why I agreed to take Beowulf with me in the Everfreeze." Austin showed his arms to the void. "My damn left hand and left leg were broken long ago. He gave them to me with black crystal. Made up for it.”
"How could I forget such an obvious flaw? Or maybe you made me forget about this biggest flaw in the first place."
The other voice fell silent.
The prayer room fell into an eerie silence.
Immediately afterwards, crazy laughter burst out: "Hahahahahahahaha, what can you do if you know it? Mortal, do you think you can get rid of the dream if you find a flaw?"
Austin scoffed: "All I know is that your time is up you bastard."
As soon as he finished speaking, he drew out the Black Sea Anemone's Touch, pointed it at the statue on the altar table, and pulled the trigger.
