latent syndrome.

176 Chapter 175. The Silent King
bang bang...

On the tall building above 400 meters, Ke Lin fired two shots in a row, and directly blasted Cohen's head with a blank expression.

Click...

Blood flowed like a column, and the woman who sneaked into Eva's house was cut off by Ke Lin with a butcher knife.

Randy, Johnny, Debrow, one after another rivals appeared in the hallucination, but they were all slaughtered by Colin without emotion.

He didn't know how long it had passed, it was just time, and time gradually made his spirit lose its elasticity.

Sometimes he already hated this phantom physical labor, just waiting for the unnecessary repetition to come.

Whether it's the blades, the guns, the ones who kill, the ones who are killed.

And the faces, the bloody ones, the tearful ones.

It's all too... plain boring.

How long have you been here?How many months?a year?Or even several years?

Is the time here consistent with the outside world?Could it be that he is already dead, and this is his own hell?

"As I said, Detective Colin, I'll save you a seat by the window in hell."

The moment Colin thought about it.

The lunatic wearing blood-red sunglasses attacked again, but in the years of ineffective and hopeless fighting, Colin also became more efficient and brutal. His attack methods...

It just turned the ten fingers of both hands into sharp enamel blades, directly embedded them into Randy's chest cavity, and tore them in half with a snap.

All of this is so real. At this time, Colin's hair has grown longer, and his beard may not have been shaved for a long time. He is completely a savage with hair and blood, as if... Many years have really passed.

In addition... Was he able to use the vision just now?Yuguo is really too powerful, he seems to be in a suppressed state in an illusion, and he can't expand the domain to tear this illusory at all.

Is it because of time?
Phenomenology of Spirit.

Freedom and bondage, infinity and limitation, the cornerstone memory of the soul, and the opposite completely cold and objective cognition.

My own memories and feelings are slowly being worn away, and the universe, this cold rationality, is gradually devouring me.

Just like before, that weird and evil monster found him again.

Those red and green stock index lines, traveling through time, space, and even real or imaginary universes, appeared in Ke Lin's illusion.

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Hugo stared at his watch very intently. Three seconds had passed, and there were still 30 seconds left. As time went on, the time would get longer and longer. No one could survive more than 25 seconds. It's a long time to measure, as for the last second.

Even Hugo himself doesn't know how long it is, but that kind of time, presumably even the cosmic celestial bodies cannot compete, will collapse and change drastically under the erosion of time.

What's more, even a mortal body like human beings, even a stone without feeling, will be obliterated to nothingness under the long-term torture, not to mention these weak spirits.

Suddenly, he suddenly felt something was wrong, and saw that the blood cloud vortex in the sky was twisting faster, and even mixed with lightning, and those life forms that had turned into worms and various monsters suddenly burst out with a majestic desire to attack, and rushed towards him in all directions. A ray of sky under the two rows of buildings surged in.

Their target... seems to be Colin.

And Colin seemed to be awake, hacking and killing the bugs that attacked him indiscriminately, and the flesh and blood pipe network became more and more violent, and they, which already had life, became restless and stretched out red and green. The lines were about to pierce towards Colin, but they were all torn off by Colin violently, bursting out countless dripping blood.

Hugo didn't know what happened. Colin was indeed still in his eternal illusion. Is it his subconscious or instinct coping with everything?Or is there something weird going on in the illusion?

Maybe it was because of his control over Colin, he had a connection with Colin, and those bugs also rushed towards him.

shhhhhh...

Just one thought of Hugo caused all the bugs to shatter into slag. Colin's current appearance is extremely strange. What happened to him?
There is no room for hesitation. Now ten seconds have passed, and it will be over in less than 33 seconds. Maybe something will happen, and Colin should be killed right now.

boom!
Just thoughts.

It directly exploded Colin's whole body, smashing it into misty blood mist, which scattered with the wind.

"Are you dead?"

Hugo hesitated a little. As he expected, the hints of the devil are always so difficult to deal with. Under the autonomous consciousness of the flesh, Colin's body also instantly condensed back as if nothing had happened.

His will has not been consumed in that illusion, he still has strength.

Hugo no longer hesitated.

boom!
The mind attacked and killed again.

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The huge monster swaying across the sky reappeared in front of Ke Lin's eyes again, with bloody faces rolling on its body.

Is this also Hugo's fantasy?
Numerous finger lines erupted from the giant worm, trying to penetrate into Colin's body.

"Confrontation is useless."

"The more you fight, the stronger what you are fighting against."

"You've wasted too much time in this smoky illusion."

"From the first moment on the road to hell, the end is just the end of hell."

Those ugly pipes were faster than ever before, as if this was his home field, those lines slithered on the ground like snakes, crawling towards Ke Lindrill.

The number is overwhelming and too dense.

In order to avoid those lines, Colin was in a panic. In this illusion, his strength was too severely reduced. Whenever he used visions, those lines would travel faster and he had to escape with his body alone.

With no way to retreat, he had to climb into the ventilation duct. The strange insect was just a product of his mind. As long as his spirit was strong enough, he could get rid of it.

"This world is your cradle and your trap."

"You are not a special person, just an organic matter like other life."

"It's just being desperate, feeling dark, silent and whole, throwing away all hope."

"If you find a way to end this, it's a trap too, and it only strengthens the trap."

"Spiritual phenomenology, existence and nothingness, relative and absolute, finite and infinite, is this your countermeasure?"

"This illusory and violent paradox will only lead you to illusion."

"Frenzied pleasures only lead to violent endings."

"What you need is rationality, insight, and wisdom that contains the infinite mysteries of the universe."

The monster's head tried to squeeze into the ventilation duct, but its huge and bloated body was blocked. Its dirty compound eyes overflowed with viscous blood, and its dirty and ugly mouthparts released completely cold-blooded and hollow claws, and vomited from its mouth. Thousands of violent red and green lines rushed towards Ke Lin.

Two of the drills, one red and one green, crawled extremely swiftly, wrapped around Colin's leg in an instant, and were about to plunge into it.

"You are just an illusion, just an illusion, just a despicable bug."

Ke Lin crouched down, grabbed the wire with both hands, and pulled it out. At the same time, the strange insect let out an extremely mournful cry.

(End of this chapter)