Chapter 366 Toy War (XIX)

When Siyu said "Like you, it's soul", Feng Bujue immediately had several questions in his mind. Although he and his teammates shared almost all the information since entering the game, there were a few things that he still kept to himself. For example, he had met Woody in the landing space, his encounters with several derivatives, and the word "soul".

However, Siyu's words showed that she not only knew the existence of soul, but also knew clearly that Feng Bujue had this ability.

"I understand. She should have awakened a long time ago." Feng Bujue thought for a few seconds and came up with a reasonable explanation. He thought, "Maybe she didn't know what this ability was called at first, but later she found out the name 'Soul Will'. Well... If it were me, I would also find a way to find out...

Today, when she learned that I was the one who suddenly rose to the second place in the battle power ranking, she immediately guessed... My ranking was greatly improved due to the awakening of Soul Will. And the battle just now made her realize that my ability type is different from hers... Wait, so she knows more about Soul Will than me... I have to ask her about it after the script is out..."

＋＋   These thoughts flashed by, and now is not the time to delve into it. Even if Siyu doesn't attack, the bleeding effect will not wait. If the Fighting Demon Arrival is not activated, Feng Bujue will soon turn into white light.

"Then... I won't be polite." Feng Bujue said, and took the opportunity to activate the title skill.

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Darkness.

Endless darkness.

Silent, breathless, colorless, tasteless...

Here, creatures of low latitudes will involuntarily question their own existence.

Because they have lost all senses, only consciousness remains.

"What is this...what happened..." Feng Bujue couldn't tell whether this sentence came from his mouth or was muttered in his heart.

At this time, Feng Bujue had lost his five senses, and even if he could speak, he couldn't hear it himself.

"I was lying on the top of the container a second ago...how did it become like this in an instant..." Feng Bujue muttered. "Is it some kind of illusion? A bug in the game?" What made him uneasy was that he was clearly in non-sleep mode at the moment, but he couldn't even feel his body in the real world. Moreover, the game menu was out of order...

"Could it be that the unknown shadow in my brain finally broke out..." Feng Bujue was a person who made the worst plan for everything, so he began to wonder...whether he had died suddenly in the game cabin.

"Another pathetic soul." Suddenly, a low voice came into his ears.

"Who is it? King of Hell? Satan? Hades? Anubis?" Brother Jue asked four names in one breath. Judging from the identities of these four people, Feng Bujue is relatively self-aware of his destination after death.

He had thought about it long ago. Even if there is a so-called "hell" in this universe, he will definitely not go to heaven.

"But you are a little different..." The voice did not answer Feng Bujue's question. Instead, he said to himself, "I can't smell your fear and helplessness..." He paused, "Why is that?"

"Ah~ Helplessness is not my style." Feng Bujue replied. When he said this second sentence, he realized that his hearing had been restored at the moment the voice appeared, "As for fear... I'm sorry I can't do anything."

"Well..." The voice pondered: "Okay, tiny ant, what are you doing here?"

"Uh... where is this?" Feng Bujue could only answer questions with questions. Because he really didn't know how to answer.

"This is my cage." The other party replied.

"So... who are you?" Feng Bujue said in a very impatient tone. It seems that he really doesn't like asking the same question twice.

"Who am I... who am I..." the voice repeated, as if mumbling to himself, "I... really can't remember."

"I don't remember who I am. I only remember being locked in a cage..." Feng Bujue said casually.

"Yes... I have been imprisoned for too long." The voice's tone became sad, "Although there are occasionally one or two humble creatures coming here, as long as you stay in the same space with me for too long, you tiny beings will be gradually and unconsciously swallowed and absorbed by me...

In the end, I am accompanied by endless darkness and loneliness..."

"Just for this sentence... it's not surprising that you are locked up." Feng Bujue said, "I am very curious, which Daluo Jinxian is the guy who imprisoned you..."

"Who knows..." the voice replied. "A long, long time ago, I remembered that name firmly. Even after I forgot my own name, I didn't forget the name of my enemy. I thought... even the ice and snow of 100,000 winters could not cool my anger. Only after tasting the taste of revenge can my anger be calmed.

However... I forgot after all, forgot the other person's appearance, forgot the other person's name, and even forgot the reason why I was locked up here."

Feng Bujue felt more and more unhappy as he listened: "Okay, this ignorant brother, it seems that you have nothing to tell me."

"You should leave." The voice said earnestly, "If you stay here, you will be swallowed up in no time."

"Ah... I really don't want to stay for long." Feng Bujue said, "But I can't even feel my body now, how can I..."

"You came here by yourself, right?" the voice interrupted. "As long as you can remember why you came, you can go back."

"So, I just don't know how..." Feng Bujue's words came to his lips, and his head buzzed. "Yes! I used the skill, and then..." He immediately said to the voice, "I said... Mr. Nameless Prisoner. Does the word 'demonization' sound familiar to you?"

"Demonization..." The other party was silent for a few seconds after hearing this, "Ha...hahaha...hahahaha..." followed by a terrifying laugh.

"Well...this reaction seems to mean knowing something." Feng Bujue said.

"I understand your purpose of coming here." After a moment, the voice restrained its smile and said in a deep voice, "It's easy to demonize..."

In the darkness, there was a sound of some giant creature taking a deep breath.

The next second, an unprecedented feeling of pain instantly engulfed Feng Bujue's consciousness, as if it was the flames in the deepest part of hell, burning his soul.

This feeling obviously far exceeded the limits of the game. Under normal circumstances, people would have fainted long ago.

But Feng Bujue was soberly experiencing every bit of the torture that was drilling into the bones and devouring the soul.

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Time seemed to stop, and it seemed eternal.

After an unknown amount of time, light appeared in front of Feng Bujue's eyes again. The coolness of the clear water hitting his body made him feel like he was reborn.

Everything just now was both real and illusory, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion. Only the pain of burning souls was unforgettable...

At this time, Feng Bujue found that he was still on the shelf, but his whole body was shrouded in a ball of black fighting spirit. The black energy was surging around him like a flame. Even a master like Siyu could not get close to him because of the invisible force.

"Is this... demonization..." Feng Bujue muttered to himself.

"The eyes have changed..." Siyu thought, "Are you serious..."

"Heh... it's well deserved to call it the power of ghosts and gods." Feng Bujue raised one corner of his mouth and said with a wicked smile.

"This transformation effect only lasts three minutes. I advise you to save the time to marvel..." Siyu kindly reminded.

"Don't worry." Feng Bujue interrupted him, "Three minutes is enough."

When Siyu heard the word "enough", she understood what Brother Jue meant. She stopped talking nonsense, tapped her toes lightly, and suddenly killed.

The blade of the canon slashed down diagonally, seemingly a gentle and soft movement, but it burst out with a devastating force.

The sword flashed, and a line was cut off.

The shelf, which was as huge as a cliff for the players, was actually cut off by this sword... The separated part slowly moved down and fell like a mountain landslide.

Feng Bujue, who jumped in the air and avoided the slash, still maintained a calm expression and said, "Well, not bad." (To be continued...)