Chapter 412 Who is the fun?

It was so miserable that it was hard to imagine that dozens of system hours ago, Sha Jin was a guest of honor of the family, but now, he was not even as good as an ordinary passerby.

Losing freedom, losing power, and even about to lose the most precious life as a living being.

In the bulging leather bag in his hand, there is a pile of worthless gems, which are not even as inspiring as a bottle of Sultan.

"hehe."

With a self-deprecating laugh, in Sha Jin's sight, the charming purple halo gradually filled his entire retina, making it almost impossible for him to see the road ahead.

The pain was like tearing the brain apart, and every nerve was crushed and ravaged repeatedly. The power of "harmony" split another existence from the depths of Sha Jin's soul.

In a trance, Sha Jin saw his face appear on a huge billboard on a high-rise building, turning into a glamorous big star.

The round statue of the Clock Boy, the reflection of the mirror, the neon lights interweaving into a mesh of shadows, each one has its own face, even on the face of every passerby.

They were looking at the gold dust. The street lamps were looking at the gold dust. Every tall building was looking at the gold dust. The whole Pinocchio, they were all looking at the gold dust!

The buildings were twisting and growing wildly. The stars in the sky turned into billions and billions of eyes. The paths of the stars converged into countless bodies. They showed expressions of incomparable bliss, because they were about to embrace the collective, they were going to embrace the gold dust.

"!"

Unspeakable terror instantly filled Sha Jin's heart, like a wave, trying to engulf Sha Jin's mind.

"Damn family, you have to pay copyright fees to use my face..."

Panting heavily and looking embarrassed, Sha Jin leaned his arms on the street lamp to support his shaky body.

If he continued like this, he wouldn't be able to last even seventeen minutes, let alone seventeen hours.

Fortunately, this power did not intend to brainwash Sha Jin into a believer all at once, but to give Sha Jin illusions little by little, let him relax his vigilance, and then drag him into the abyss.

Leaning against the street lamp, Sha Jin didn't even dare to sit on the ground, because once he relaxed his mind, he was afraid he would never wake up again.

A bag of cheap gems, a dying gambler, and the current situation did not seem to have any chance of winning.

In the shadows on the roadside, two Infinites, wearing black coats and red auspicious cloud costumes, were staring at the gold sand with gloomy eyes.

"Well, this character seems to be dying. Do we still need to follow him? Otherwise..."

The Infinite One on the left had a ferocious look on his face and made a gesture of wiping his neck, the meaning of which was very clear.

The companion on the right looked thoughtful, but shook his head after a moment.

"Don't be impulsive. We may not be the only ones watching him. Just because we haven't noticed him doesn't mean he doesn't exist."

"What are you afraid of, big brother? How can I be wrong with my eyes?"

The Infinite One on the left said this, and in the shadows, a blood-red eye with three black magatama shining through it glowed red.

"Snapped!"

The elder brother on the right raised his voice slightly, a black metallic luster shone on his right hand, and he slapped him hard on the head and admonished him.

"You know nothing. Can your eyes, which were exchanged for something, compare to those strong men who have truly experienced life and death? Do you really think that the exchange of infinite space is omnipotent?"

"If you meet a true master of illusion, you won't even know how you died." "Okay, okay, brother, I just want to earn some willpower, do you really have to teach me a lesson for a plot character?"

The little brother on the left had a bitter face and rubbed his head. Whenever his big brother hit him on the head, he would always unconsciously use Armament Haki, which made his head hurt.

"Open your mouth and call them plot characters, close your mouth and call them plot characters, it's so easy, don't they have their own lives and wills?"

The eldest brother snorted in disappointment. What he hated most in his life was that the Infinites treated the residents of other mission worlds as so-called "natives".

The ability to travel through the world is a gift bestowed upon them by the infinite space, not due to their own nobility. Before traveling through the world, weren't each of them natives who had never stepped out of their own world?

But there are always some people who regard this power as their own value and squander the abilities they have gained from infinite space.

He has seen too many people like this, and almost none of them can go far.

Either they are crushed to pieces by the powerful people in the mission world, or they die at the hands of the so-called "natives" who are not as strong as themselves but have a much better mentality.

If you practice your strength without training your mind, it will all be in vain.

In the infinite space, even if the infinite can exchange for various abilities, if they cannot hone their minds and bring out their own unique values ​​and will, they, the infinite, will ultimately be no different from ordinary people in countless worlds.

He looked at Sha Jin in the distance who was about to fall, but whose eyes were full of determination and resoluteness, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Perhaps such a person is the one who will be chosen by the Lord of Infinite Space."

After saying that, he led his brothers away from this place of trouble.

Just a few seconds after the two Infinites left, a ball of cherry-red flame burned from the air, and then a person wearing a red and white fox mask appeared out of thin air. A joyful female voice from the mask echoed in the alley.

"Hehe, "Infinite Space", other worlds, Hanabi, I seem to have heard something interesting..."

A pair of jade feet condensed into shape from the flames, and a hand caught the mask and gently put it on her face.

"The world is a huge stage, and everyone is an actor on it. If one day a bigger stage appears in front of an actor, do you think he will take the stage?"

Hanabi's words sounded like she was mumbling to herself, or whispering to some unknown being.

"Little peacock, little peacock, how long can you hold on? When all your feathers are stripped off, will you collapse or......"

"Will 'that person' come to save you? Let me take a good look, hahahahaha!"

However, just as Hanabi was looking at Shajin with the eyes of looking at her prey, there were also eyes watching her from behind.

Green fangs, a ferocious face, rusty copper, and behind a terrifying bronze ghost mask are a pair of evil and crazy eyes.

Around him, countless terrifying yet real illusions sometimes turned into reality, and sometimes dragged the surrounding reality into illusions.

"That guy, the 'original body', finally let me out. If I don't turn this place upside down, how can I be worthy of my status?"

"I want to have a good time with the power of the Joy Commander."

"whee………"

(End of this chapter)