Chapter 14:

Chapter Fourteen
The wind from the running whistled in his ears, Mo Yi gritted his teeth and ran up the stairs.
As he ran, he meditated in his head.
Before the appearance of the fake Shen Lei was revealed, he was not actually going to take action on them, instead he took them to the "safe area", and deliberately let them discover the relevance of the passage of time in and out of the magic, tempting them to think that "stay in the magic Enough time "to successfully escape.
Even after his true face was revealed, he did not immediately take action, but gave himself a chance to escape.
why?
When Mo Yibai was puzzled, suddenly, his ears became silent for a moment.
Mo Yimeng looked back, only to find that the arms that had been attacking them were completely gone, and the photos floating on both sides became the same picture:
The man in that picture.
I saw him staring at him with black holes in his eyes, with a weird smile on his face, and then thousands of photos opened together, the cold voice sounded through the empty illusion:
"You can't escape."
Mo Yi breathed a suffocation, forcing herself not to look to the sides, and continued to run upwards.
"What's the point?" Thousands of voices converged into a deceptive stream of sound, impacting his eardrums: "Since you come in, you can never go out, what else is there to struggle with?"
Mo Yi forced himself not to be affected by the sound, mechanically moved his legs and climbed up the stairs.
If his inference is not wrong ... if the space inside and outside the fantasy is also interconnected ...
Well, this staircase is by no means endless, but the same as outside the fantasy world: up to four floors.
It's just that the distortion and lengthening of the space makes the entire distance more distant, making the stairs look like endless.
Mo Yi didn't know what was at the end of the stairs, but now, walking to the end of the stairs is his only choice.
The voice continued: "... why to resist? Isn't it good to stay where you are? I guarantee you didn't die without any pain, just like falling asleep ..."
Stay in place?
Mo Yi was shocked, and his mind suddenly opened up.
The purpose of this photo was clear from the start, it was just that he was too blind to ignore it!
It needs Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanbai to spend enough time in the fantasy!
In this case, they even need to escape from this illusion!
Mo Yi is now more convinced that if he and Jiang Yuanbai really stay here until the countdown ends, it may only be a more terrifying sight to meet them.
He gritted his teeth, shifted the angle of the picture frame in his arms, clamped it under his left armpit, and continued to run up the stairs silently, taking the man's right to the wind.
Suddenly, Jiang Yuanbai next to him exclaimed: "Look! Look in the frame!"
Mo Yi bowed his head in confusion, looking down at Jiang Yuanbai's eyes.
I don't know when the picture in the photo frame has changed ...
The silver frame was completely black, like the indelible ink, and the darkness filled the whole space, like a natural cage. And in that darkness, two shadowy figures can be seen.
Mo Yi leaned closer, narrowed his eyes, and looked carefully.
I saw one of them moved, then looked up, revealing a familiar face.
Shen Lei? !!
He was obviously exhausted, his clothes were torn and ragged, and he was contaminated with dark blood, as if he had gone through a big battle, with a deep wound slanting on his side, blood dripping, shocking.
Shen Lei gazed at him a little bit as if he hadn't figured out the difference between reality and dream.
Jiang Yuanbai moved his face closer, patted the frame with his hand, and shouted, "Shen Lei! Shen Lei! Can you hear me?"
Mo Yi moved her face silently and rubbed Zhen's sore ears expressionlessly.
Shen Lei took a moment to stare, and his eyes cleared up. He looked blank, and his sharp look reappeared in his pupils. With his hands on the ground, he struggled to stand up, but seemed to be trapped by something. , Stumbled back a few steps, supporting with his hands did not let himself fall back to the ground.
Mo Yi stared at him silently, his gaze stayed for a few seconds on the palm of his support on the floor. After confirming that his habitual hand was indeed the left hand, he looked away without a trace.
He lowered his eyelids, slightly dissipating the alert in his eyes. After all, in this case, being more alert is not a bad thing.
Just listen to Shen Lei shouting anxiously: "You must not stay here! Don't believe that person!"
"Do you know how to get out?" Jiang Yuanbai came forward and asked.
The corners of Shen Lei's brows were bitter: "... If I knew, would I still be here?"
Mo Yi's eyebrows condensed, he accelerated his pace without saying a word, and then asked, "You came in earlier than us. Please tell me what you know, and we will have a chance to save you."
-We have a chance to live.
All three remained unspoken.
Shen Lei nodded his face solemnly, and then told the situation that he had learned briefly.
After listening to what Shen Lei said, the atmosphere became extraordinarily dignified, and Mo Yi was lost in thought.
According to Shen Lei, it appeared as a pear in the beginning, secretly citing Shen Lei and others to discover the correlation between time lapse inside and outside the fantasy, making them decide to "wait until the countdown ends".
Until Shen Lei found out that it was wrong, he was revealed in the true face and locked in this space.
With the gradual passing of his vitality, Shen Lei gradually merged with this space, and slowly learned some information that was not his own.
In fact, the whole illusion is under the control of the man in the silver frame.
Although its purpose is not clear at the moment, what he knows is that it requires two steps to complete.
The first is to engulf human bodies to emerge entities, and the second is to trap two humans to get their souls.
Because when the countdown ends, the entire copy of the game will close, and the soul of the undead who stays in the illusion will always belong to it.
It was already about to succeed: it trapped Yu Li and Shen Lei. However, Yu Li's body was weak, and her severed arm caused her to lose too much blood, and she died before the countdown ended.
Therefore, it will hit the idea on Mo Yi and Jiang Yuanbai.
Mo Yi frowned, suddenly remembered something, raised his eyes and asked, "So, it can become like you, because ...?"
"Blood and flesh." Shen Lei replied, leaning over his cheek, exposing the crack to Mo Yi's gaze.
Mo Yi was startled, and subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead slightly.
A hot sting came from the wound on his forehead.
He remembered that when he had just entered this fantasy, the "Shen Lei" had treated him with wounds!
He quickly turned his head and was about to call Jiang Yuanbai, but his voice got stuck in his throat-there was no one beside him.
I do not know when, the photos on both sides have changed back to the original, the bewildering language has disappeared, so far as his eyesight seems to be left alone, standing alone in the middle of the stairs.
Shen Lei also seemed to realize that something was wrong and speeded up his speech, saying: "It can only attack you before the entity appears, and after it has the entity, although it can't do real damage to you, it can manipulate the entire illusion. You have to be careful. "
It turns out that it just confuses them with words and lets them stay, not by force.
Not because it doesn't want to, but because it can't.
"It's late, he's already taken Jiang Yuanbai away."
Mo Yi looked dignified, thought for a while, then lowered his head to look at Shen Lei again, and asked, "Are you still under its control after I take off the frame?"
Shen Lei hesitated and nodded:
"It should be, because even now, I can still feel it is drawing my vitality."
Mo Yi's heart sank instantly.
So-Shen Lei and Jiang Yuanbai, it finally got two living people.
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Mo Yi's fingers slowly tightened, and the fingertips holding the frame were abnormally pale due to the force.
He lowered his head again and wanted to ask something again, only to find that the frame inside his hands did not know when it had become completely dark.
Now even Shen Lei is gone.
There seemed to be no movement in the large space, the dead silence spread out, and the whole illusion was as quiet as a grave. Except for his slightly rapid heartbeat, Mo Yi could not hear anything.
Mo Yi stopped slowly, and looked around for a week with a stunned look, leaving only a few broken and scattered thoughts in his mind.
He lifted his legs subconsciously and wanted to continue to walk up, but stepped on the air and fell to the ground.
Sudden weightlessness made Mo Yi dizzy, and the corners of the picture frame he held in his arms slammed heavily on his stomach. The sharp pain and the nauseous feeling of the internal organs shifted up instantly, which made him feel agitated.
He propped his upper body with his arms, his palms clinging to the cold ground, and his fuzzy shadows reflected on the smooth stairs.
Mo Yi stared at his reflection on the stairs with a stunned expression for a moment.
An idea came slowly to his mind.
A light glowed in the depths of his eyes, and he hurriedly got up from the stairs, and ran up three steps and two steps.
As he approached, the white mist hanging over the end of the stairs spread out before his eyes.
At the end of the stairs, a wall stood in front of him.
Just like outside the illusion, there is no fourth floor, only a wall that seems to be indestructible.
Mo Yi exhaled slowly, then raised his leg and stood on the last step.
He turned slowly, his spine pressed against the wall, and through the thin fabric of his back, the cold touch penetrated into the texture.
Since the stairs inside and outside the fiction are connected in layers, structure, and even space, then he wondered whether the curse on the stairs would be the same?
He stepped on one leg and walked down a step.
His voice was smooth and calm, as if without the slightest hesitation and doubt:
"One."
Mo Yi counted as he walked.
The frame around him shook, and the man's face appeared in the frame. It looked startled and confused: "What are you doing? Stop now!"
Mo Yi did not answer, and calmly counted: "Six."
Just then, Jiang Yuanbai's face appeared at the end of the stairs. He reached out to Mo Yi: "What are you doing? Stop now! I know the way out!"
Mo Yi continued down: "Nine."
This time, Shen Lei appeared. He reached out his hand and shouted, "I escaped! Come! Come with me!"
Mo Yi smiled and didn't stop: "Twelve."
He raised his leg and walked down the last step: "Thirteen."
The stairs at his feet suddenly shook, and the steps suddenly disappeared. A huge force pulled Mo Yi's legs and pulled him in.
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