Invade the World

  Chapter 78 Deep into the Soul World

  After only half a minute, the battle was over.

  Monsters and weirdos facing each other are actually not on the same level at all.

From the perspective of an onlooker, the possessed teacher Yang grinned, with a fierce appearance and full of terrifying aura; while the whale floating in the air took a leisurely posture, like a pet strolling out in the afternoon to bask in the sun. .

  One is lying on the ground, the other is swimming in the air; one is up and the other is down, and the scene where one person and one animal stare at each other is almost like a Hollywood blockbuster poster.

  In fact, the result of the fighting between them was completely overwhelming:

When Lin Xingjie waved his arms like a referee on the ring, and the whale began to shake his body, the strange man also reacted quickly. He kept crouching on the ground as a jumping position, while his legs suddenly contracted and released, so the whole portrait The soles of the feet jumped like springs.

   Obviously, he wants to take advantage of his smaller size compared to the monster, he wants to jump onto the opponent's body, or jump over Xiaoan to attack the two behind him, at least to avoid the attack...

  But his struggle is meaningless. The pitch-black giant whale just tilted its head slightly, and the huge head full of tentacles, accompanied by unstoppable strength, drove the weird man who jumped into the air directly seven or eight meters away.

  After the body of the strange man was heavily photographed on the ground, he screamed in pain from deep in his throat while struggling to escape, but before he got up, the whale behind him rushed over.

If you look at it from a far away place, Xiao An’s movement speed does not seem to be very fast-but the so-called "seemingly slow but fast" feels like this, because the behemoth is more than ten meters in length, and with a flick of its tail, it can be Swim straight out of the distance between the two classrooms-just as the body of the weirdo bounced, he was knocked down by the swooping whale, and the whole person fell on his face again.

  This time, the weirdo can't get up anymore.

His limbs are wide, his face is close to the ground, and the surrounding ground is pressed by an invisible weight with shallow dents, forming a human-shaped silhouette, as if being pressed by a whole collapsed building. Underneath, unable to move.

  Competitions such as boxing and fighting must be divided into different heavyweight classes. This is because body size, height and weight may play a decisive role in the battle and victory of both parties;

The physique difference between the possessor and Xiao An is like a person fighting head-on with several elephants running at full strength at the same time, or using flesh and blood to block a large truck speeding on the highway. The end is only Bone torn apart and end.

  No matter how the weirdo struggles, they are crushed to death by a huge weight, just like holding a cockroach with slippers.

   That night, he immediately chose to escape after Xiao An appeared. It can be said that this was the right choice, because he was not Lin Xingjie’s opponent at all.

   "It's faster than I thought."

  Xu Xiangyang ran back from not far away.

   said that the winner was in hand, but the situation would be so clean and tidy, which was still a bit beyond his expectation.

  I was worried that this guy would jump over the wall in a hurry, or suddenly break through Xiaoan’s blockade, so he let Zhu Qingyue leave as soon as possible, if it becomes the situation in the movie where the bad guys kidnap innocent victims, it will be troublesome. At present, it seems that this is unnecessary.

   "...huh, is this all right?"

  Lin Xingjie saw him approaching, and the body he had been holding on shook slightly. Under Xu Xiangyang's support, Lin Xingjie stood up straight and leaned against the wall next to him.

   "I feel better than the previous few times."

   Lin Xingjie’s forehead was stained with crystal clear sweat, and her breathing was fairly steady. She opened her hand, tried to loosen and clenched again, as if staring at the lines on her palm, and whispered.

   "I seem to... have gotten used to it."

  Lin Xingjie has tested it more than once. It does not consume too much to maintain Xiao An's state of coming to reality from another world, so they can chat with peace of mind before, waiting for the weirdo to take action first.

  To put it simply, the tiredness she feels seems to be related to the level of Xiao An’s interference in reality.

"Yes?"

  Xu Xiangyang smiled and stretched out an arm towards her.

   "Then you don't need me to hold on? I want to go over there to see the situation."

  Lin Xingjie’s long, thick eyelashes quivered twice, her cheeks bulged slightly, and he patted his arm in an annoyed manner.

   "I need to talk about it, of course! I have to go there together."

  The girl clutched the boy’s sleeve with both hands, she was trying to put her weight up.

  Xu Xiangyang's shoulders sank, but he didn't struggle. He had long been accustomed to this posture and stepped forward steadily. The two of them maintained this awkward posture of almost cuddling together, and walked towards the weird man lying on the ground.

  ……

  The limbs of the possessed person have been broken, and they have been pressed against the back, and they have been directly tied into a bunch of meat balls.

  In this awkward posture, the weirdo can only grin at them, but can't move anyway, and can only move desperately on the ground like a tortoise turned upside down.

   "How do you plan to do it?"

   Lin Xingjie asked.

   "If we don't kill him, we can't just leave him here, right?"

   "...I want to try it."

  Xu Xiangyang took a deep breath and replied in a deep voice.

"what?"

   "I want to test if I can... let Teacher Yang escape from this state of being possessed."

  "The success of this matter is related to how we will treat such people in the future. I believe that this kind of monster possession situation is something we will face sooner or later. It is better to start now."

"……is it OK?"

   Lin Xingjie looked a little hesitant.

"Ok."

  Xu Xiangyang was already squatting down as he spoke. He tentatively placed his palm on the strange man's forehead.

   "But at that time, you just ‘seeed’ his past behavior through psychics? Why do you think you have the power to help him unlock his possession?"

   "... Judging from the situation just now, Teacher Yang seems to be unconscious about his behavior, and his body moves without knowing it."

  Xu Xiangyang closed his eyes and slowly said his conjecture.

"So, I think there should be two kinds of consciousness in Teacher Yang's body. One is the consciousness of human beings, and the other is the instinct of monsters. Normally, it is the consciousness of Teacher Yang that controls the body, but it is like the present one.' In the weird state, the monster is in control. If I can go a little deeper and find the two kinds of consciousness separately from the body..."

   "Sounds reasonable." Lin Xingjie scratched her hair with a worried expression, "...but, is there really no danger?"

   "I tried it last time. It will not be a problem to use telepathy directly on weird people."

  Although reading those terrible memories is not a comforting thing, but after several experiences, he, like Lin Xingjie, began to get used to it.

  And Xu Xiangyang himself knows very well that his ability has not reached the limit.

  But to what extent it can be done depends on the next attempt——

  *

  At that moment of concentration, it was as if a peculiar electric current ran through the Tianling Gai, followed by a large number of blurry images that flicked by.

  Xu Xiangyang is used to it. And this time, instead of trying to throw his consciousness into the countless images oncoming like a tide, to read those chaotic memories, he started to check his own state and look around.

  He can't see the body, which is natural, because he is now existing in a "conscious" way.

  Around...the whole area is pitch black.

   is not black with dim light, but black with nothing, nothingness.

  Where is this?

  The world of consciousness? The world of the soul? The world in the brain?

  He can't feel his hands or feet, he feels that the feedback from his body, eyes, nose, and ears no longer exists.

   All this did not panic Xu Xiangyang, because the satisfaction brought by an unprecedented novelty completely dilutes this strangeness.

  No problem, no problem.

  He told himself silently that so far, everything is going well.

  The remaining breath on the item is always limited, so the time he can maintain the psychic state is also limited, and it will often be interrupted after a while; therefore, he has to use the weird person himself as an experiment.

  Xu Xiangyang, as he had previously imagined, when he was only left with "consciousness", once again tried to release psychic power to the surroundings——

   And when he did this, he soon heard a voice out of the boundless darkness.

  Xu Xiangyang concentrates. The sound became like it came from the mouth of the trumpet, getting louder and more pronounced.

  He could feel that his consciousness seemed to have turned into countless tentacles, extending endlessly towards the surroundings, until he could truly recognize the direction that the sound was coming from——

   "Don't... Don't...!"

  At the moment when he heard that voice, Xu Xiangyang suddenly opened his eyes.

  ……

  ...Wait, eyes?

  He stretched out his hand subconsciously and stroked his eyes.

  Can I "see"?

  Can I feel my "hand"?

  No, more than that, there was a feeling of being down to earth under his feet.

  Is it the end of channeling and I returned to reality?

  However, this is not the case. He found that the surrounding scene did not return to the open space in the real world, and it was still endless darkness.

  It’s just that there is no void here anymore.

  Under his feet, there seems to be a piece of invisible cornerstone, with a wet and cold breath, spreading to the end of the vast world;

  Just ahead, in the boundless darkness, Xu Xiangyang saw a man who was struggling and lying alone on the ground.

  Just now, it was this person who repeatedly shouted "No! No!", which caught his attention.

  As far as the eye can see, there is still the black that can't see your fingers, like the smoke that fills the world, like the sea that floods everything.

  Unconsciously, Xu Xiangyang was already slowly approaching this person.

  So, a familiar face slowly emerged in front of him.

……Teacher Yang?

  Xu Xiangyang is not too surprised.

  He used psychic abilities on the weird person; in other words, the place he is currently located is likely to be this person’s spiritual world——

  According to this, this person lying on the ground wailing is Teacher Yang? Or more accurately, his consciousness?

  He was suddenly overjoyed.

  My own thoughts are indeed correct!

  The effect of psychic ability is not just as simple as reading memories. Even the use of objects that are dead objects can produce the magical effect of tracing the owner's experience and even positioning with the owner;

  If you use it to people...Naturally, you can step into the inner world of others naturally!

  This is true telepathy!

  Xu Xiangyang took a few deep breaths and calmed down a bit.

He first stood there and observed the situation, and found that Teacher Yang was still lying on the ground and howling, clutching his head and shouting "Don't come over! Don't!", as if struggling with some invisible monster. Someone was found approaching.

  Xu Xiangyang greeted him cautiously, but received no response.

   "If this is Teacher Yang's'consciousness', or a part of consciousness... Isn't it because his body is occupied by monsters in another world?"

  Xu Xiangyang stroked his chin.

   "In this way, as long as I take him out of this place, will it be able to return Teacher Yang's consciousness to his body and release his possession state...?"

  He couldn't be sure of his guess, but a young heart drove him to pluck up the courage and stretch out his hand towards the man lying on the ground.

   "Teacher Yang, Teacher Yang? Can you hear me?"

  Ms. Yang did not answer, but just covered her face and made a low whimper.

  Xu Xiangyang gritted his teeth, and simply grabbed the opponent's hand and pulled the opponent up with brute force.

   is very light, so light as if there is no weight at all.

   However, each other is a "conscious body", this is also a matter of course.

   Pulled up, Teacher Yang lowered his head and covered his face with one hand. He didn't mean to raise his head to look at people at all. He was still muttering "Don't come close to me... Don't..."

  His body was trembling slightly, clearly in fear. Is it hurt by something?

  Except for Teacher Yang, Xu Xiangyang found no other things in this space, let alone monster consciousness, so he decided to ignore it for the time being.

  He began to find a way to escape from here.

  "If it is the previous ‘psychic’ state, it is usually interrupted when the time comes; this time, since I have penetrated into the hearts of others, do I need to...leave by myself?"

  Xu Xiangyang thought for a while, and closed his eyes again.

  This time, he concentrated and began to converge the tentacles of his consciousness, muttering "Leave! Leave!"

  After all, this is the inner world of others, and Xu Xiangyang feels that he shouldn’t stay for too long.

  Sure enough, when he did this, he soon discovered that he really "floats", like a balloon detached from the hand of a child, like swimming from the terrifying deep sea to the sea illuminated by the sky——

  Xu Xiangyang looked over in surprise, and quickly opened his eyes.

  When he looked down, he saw that the ground under his feet was immersed in the boundless darkness, slowly moving away from him;

   And when he raised his head, he saw a faint light shining in the distance.

  The light is actually not dazzling, but very soft, but it is so conspicuous when it falls in the vast dark world.

  Like a person who accidentally fell into a deep well, looking up at the sky above the well...

  Instinctively, he knew that as long as he touched that piece of light, he would be able to smoothly escape from the "psychic" state that penetrated into the hearts of others.

  Xu Xiangyang turned his head and took a look, and found that his hand was firmly holding Teacher Yang's arm.

  He is like snorkeling to rescue a drowning person, dragging Teacher Yang's consciousness to swim to the surface. The two of them are floating up to the sky a little bit, slowly approaching the light above their heads.

Very good……

  Xu Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief, his approach was correct! He really brought back Teacher Yang's consciousness--

   "...!"

   Just when he was overjoyed, a heavy downward force suddenly came from his fingertips.

  Xu Xiangyang hurriedly turned back to his head again in a panic.

what happened? !

   Just below him, Teacher Yang, who was pulled by her hand, still muttered to himself with his head down, unable to see his expression clearly.

  Xu Xiangyang once again began to look around, but after removing the light from the top of his head, the inner world of the soul was covered with pitch black, and nothing was seen.

   "...!"

  It's another one, as if to drag him down with fierce force!

  Even the upward floating momentum was affected, and Xu Xiangyang's "body of consciousness" began to shake violently.

   "Wait...what the **** is going on?!"

  When Xu Xiangyang lowered his head to look at Teacher Yang again, he immediately felt a kind of creepy feeling.

  An old hand, an old palm covered with age spots and wrinkles. I don’t know where it came from. It is firmly holding Teacher Yang’s clothes...

  Something is climbing up little by little!

  Xu Xiangyang only felt as if a basin of ice water was rising from under his head and feet, and a biting chill was rising from his back.

  The tunic suit showing a corner of Teacher Yang from behind, let him quickly recognize the identity of this guy——

  It is the old man in the haunted house who is hanging below Teacher Yang's body at this moment!

   "I have said... I said..."

  Mr. Yang’s voice slowly grew louder, and finally became loud like a bell, echoing in the darkness of the spiritual world.

  "——Don’t come near me!"

  He suddenly raised his head, his thin face violently violently, staring at Xu Xiangyang coldly.

  The most frightening thing is that those pupils staring at him have no eyeballs, only deep-set eye sockets. Two centipede-like long worms are crawling out of the black hole...

  　 Everyone should be able to understand it. When I wrote this book, I basically didn’t control the number of words in each chapter, which is why I didn’t divide chapters.

  　　 In addition, I suddenly found that there is no recommended ticket position on the page of the starting point... But you can still continue to vote. It is where the monthly ticket is cast, don't forget it.

  (End of this chapter)