The doctor took a deep breath.

Secretly telling myself that no matter what kind of scene it is, it is just an illusion. Just like the knight just now, although it looks menacing, it actually has no substantial impact at all.

And just as he could tell at a glance that the wine bottle was the wine bottle"Ye Hao" owned by the"leader" of the troupe that Mu Luo once mentioned, the true identity of the illusion holding the wine bottle and smiling at him Also ready to come out.

Thinking of this, the doctor closed his eyes with interest.

Space seems to be some kind of meaningless attribute in this area. What seems far away may be only one step away.

So when he opened his eyes again, he was already sitting on the other side of the group leader's small table, as if he was a familiar drinking buddy, ready to share a glass of wine and enjoy the terrifying moonless scene. night of.

The masked woman turned to look at the hooded man. For some reason, her neck turned and looked mechanical.

She raised her glass.

The doctor looked on coldly.

She raised her head and drank the wine in her glass.

He threw the wine glass in his hand on the table with disdain.

The blood-red wine was scattered all over the floor, which seemed like an insignificant part of countless sins on this moonless night.

The troupe director continued to drink as if he was turning a blind eye, as if the doctor in front of him was just a clown with a poor performance. The doctor could even see a hint of joking and ridicule in her eyes... and self-pity.

Is it because the Doctor spilled her wine? Smashed her cup?

No...it's not.

At that moment, the doctor suddenly had a hint of enlightenment in his heart.

It has nothing to do with him as an intruder, or even whether there is an intruder or not.

It's like a fixed movie in front of the screen. The actors can only act according to the script, and there is no room for going out of the way.——

"I originally thought that you would at least be a director - but in the end, you are just a senior actor.……"

With a long sigh, the doctor closed his eyes for the second time.

Prison of the heart - you are trapped because you believe in being trapped, you are imprisoned because you believe in being imprisoned, you die because you believe in death... But all of this is based on being unbreakable and unable to see through this trap.

But now, he understands it all.

Good and evil, crime and punishment, happiness and pain, prosperity and decline... everything that happens here, everything that does not happen here, all kinds of cause and effect, are both reality and illusion.

When the doctor closed his eyes, his vision did not completely fall into darkness. On the contrary, when he truly"stopped looking" at his surroundings, he was able to briefly glimpse the things that came from the"castle", the"troupe" and the"Bacchus". The whole picture and secrets.

Wherever he looked, his closed eyelids became a new visual signal carrier. Countless images, like a sped-up movie, quickly swept past the doctor's closed eyes, and the doctor also calmed down - he wanted to start from Among these countless images, find the information you need to find most.

The flashing images became faster and faster, as if time was passing quickly, and the doctor became more and more focused.

Finally, just as an image in the corner of his vision that was so small that it could almost be ignored flashed away, the doctor's eyes suddenly opened!

——he found it

————Dividing line————

TALON's attacks are always simple and crude.

It was as if he was born with a 100% fit for the Mo Dao in his hand. The thick, sharp, and slender Mo Dao was so powerful in the hands of this Yan Nation man that it made people tremble just to see it.

Chopping, slashing, slashing, sweeping... extremely simple movements, it seems that there is no ancient fighting method without any moves, but the number of enemies who have fallen in front of such movements has exceeded the number of three fingers!

God of War - at least in Mu Luo's eyes now, this is synonymous with God of War.

The mysterious Yanguo person in front of him was definitely not just a collaborator of Rhode Island.

During the period of following the troupe and wandering away from the troupe, Mu Luo had seen a lot, but the combat power displayed by D-TALON was second to none even among the strong men he had seen.

(Also, judging from the ease with which he is showing now, this is not his full strength...)

The silver-haired Feidiya withdrew his gaze, looked at the enemy in front of him and smiled bitterly.

D-TALON's fighting power is so strong that he can remain calm even when facing twice as many enemies - but he can't.

Facing the current enemy, he was already fighting reluctantly.

Different from the previous battle to break into the"room", the team now faced endless enemies emerging from the fog.

That’s right – endless.

This almost desperate, endless battle has already made him very tired. Until now, Kyobe is in a state of trance and cannot form combat effectiveness. If it weren't for those puppet operators, he could still provide some support for the battle. , I am afraid that I have been buried in the impact of the first wave of Crimson Singer.

But even so, he is now almost unable to launch a counterattack - he has spent extra physical energy to save Kyobe, and the attacks from all directions by those strange crossbowmen have made him passive and unable to counterattack... Now On the battlefield, Ursus's shield guards even appeared.

This group of monsters with astonishing defense power cannot be shaken by the attack of the current team...

At this moment, the blond Pero girl who had been sitting blankly had a hint of consciousness in her eyes.

"The Doctor...is back."

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