Chapter 163 Simon's Fantasy (Thriller) Journey! (Please Subscribe or Something)

Boom

The train roared through a small border town, leaving two figures far behind.

The instructor was still wearing a gray suit and had an elegant face. Simon lowered his eyelids and followed him obediently.

This was an extremely remote town, with sand blowing from time to time. The houses were dilapidated, the vegetation was sparse, and the residents were fierce.

Simon glanced around and saw that near the tattered platform, some residents wearing tattered and dirty clothes, like scavengers, slowly surrounded them. There were old and young, men and women, and their expressions were vaguely weird.

It was like seeing a little sheep that got into a wolf's den.

Boom!

Suddenly, the instructor stomped his feet lightly, and Simon felt an invisible wave suddenly spread far away. The residents who surrounded him were suddenly shocked, and fear appeared on their faces. They retreated in panic and disappeared behind the house in the blink of an eye.

But Simon could feel that countless eyes were still looking at them secretly, filled with countless mixed malice.

"This is the outermost alert. Strangers they meet for the first time will attack. When you come out next time, kill fewer people, otherwise it will attract the patrol team."

The instructor whispered to him, and then said nothing more. Instead, he walked straight forward. Simon hurriedly followed behind and walked to the middle of the town with the instructor. A gray well appeared in his eyes.

"Follow closely."

The instructor kept walking and gave a warning. Before Simon could react, he suddenly jumped and jumped into the well!

"I"

Simon was dumbfounded and heard a dull plop from the well, as if the flesh suddenly hit the hard ground and then exploded. His scalp was numb, and suddenly he heard hurried footsteps behind him.

Turning his head, it seemed that he saw the instructor disappear. Those residents with hideous faces rushed out of the room again, holding sickles and hammers in their hands, and swarmed towards him.

Damn it!

Simon's instant reaction was to press his chest, take out the blood mask and put it on to break out of the siege, but he had not lost his sense after all. Thinking of his mentor's words, he gritted his teeth and took a few big steps, and fell headfirst into the well.

Swish!

He heard a violent wind sound in his ears, and felt like he was falling rapidly like a weight, and suddenly broke a bubble-like film, and the darkness in front of him changed!

Countless flashes of different colors surrounded him, with strange shapes, some like balls, some like ribbons, all floating like living things, twisted into various shapes, and he quickly passed through them.

Snap!

He felt a solid touch under his feet. After he finally came to his senses, he found that he had landed on his feet at some point, and the impact from his feet was like he had just jumped down from a few steps.

What is this?

He looked up, and what came into his sight was a colorful, glittering sky, and endless green grass all around. The air was filled with the fragrance of plants and flowers, as if he had suddenly arrived in another world, and he could not see the wellhead he jumped into.

"Is this the headquarters of the original sect?"

This magical scene made Simon a little dazzled, but the voice of his mentor came from the side.

"Keep going forward."

"Mentor?"

Simon turned his head, but could not see the figure of his mentor. Only a familiar voice came from the side: "No matter what you see, these are not real. Go forward, don't go astray, otherwise I can't save you."

"But where is the front here?"

Simon looked at the colorful lights flowing and dancing around, and the green grass on the ground emitted fluorescence with his footsteps, as if he was in a fairy tale world. At a glance, there was no difference between front, back, left and right.

A group of butterflies with translucent wings flew out from behind him, chirping. Simon looked closely and found that they were some thumb-sized, charming girls, fluttering their wings and circling around him twice, and suddenly flew in one direction.

Are they leading the way for me?

He was delighted, but just after he took a few steps, he suddenly felt a strong throbbing in his heart.

It was like the feeling of a long time ago when he almost fell off the edge of a cliff.

"Hehe!"

"Come on!"

Those charming and lovely girls like elves circled back from the front and surrounded him, but Simon was unmoved. He slowly reached into his arms, took out a bloody mask, covered his face, and looked around again.

The overflowing colorful lights gradually faded in his eyes, and the green grass under his feet slowly disappeared, replaced by a narrow path. On both sides of him, countless huge mouths full of fangs were wriggling, and scarlet long tongues stretched out from them. Some tentacles protruded from the tongues, dancing in front of him, making a hissing sound.

The fishy smell filled Simon's nose, and he was half a step away from leaving the trail!

I knew that fairy tales were all lies.

Simon couldn't stop sweating from behind his forehead, but after all, he was well-informed and with lingering fear, he retracted his feet and walked quickly along the trail. Soon, he saw his mentor in front of him.

"Not bad."

The mentor nodded to Simon and didn't say much. Simon didn't ask either. He had gradually realized that in this world, he still had to rely on himself.

Outsiders only see the mystery and power of the original sect, but subconsciously ignore that it is built on countless cruelty, blood and indifference.

The gathering place of countless geniuses, lunatics and butchers, called the largest terrorist organization by the Federation, is not out of nothing.

Survival of the fittest, the original sect seems to practice such a law.

Where they stood was a round stone platform with a rough surface. It was uneven when stepped on, and there were strange lines on it.

Simon was observing these lines, and suddenly saw countless blue lights emerging from them, quickly outlining, and even emitting light through the soles of his feet.

"What do you think the world is, Simon?"

The mentor calmly ignored the rapidly expanding lines under his feet, and suddenly turned his head to ask him.

"World?"

Simon was stunned, and then he said according to his own understanding: "It should be a planet. We are on a huge planet that revolves around a star. Ancient humans thought that the world was infinite, and even thought that it was created by gods."

"But modern scientific research shows..."

At this point, Simon's tone suddenly paused, looking at his feet and the surroundings. He actually talked about science seriously in such a place that seemed completely unscientific?

"Many times, people need to lie to find their place."

The mentor looked at him and said meaningfully. Seeing Simon's eyes suddenly widened, he grinned slightly: "Of course, I don't mean this."

"Do you know why countless dynasties and sects have been destroyed from ancient times to the present, but only we still exist?"

Swish!

A huge amount of blue light gushed out from the bottom of their feet, engulfing them whole, even dissolving and evaporating.

Only the mentor's slightly agitated voice floated slowly.

"Because, we have mastered a world!"