Chapter 969: Don't Bother Sending It
Chapter 969: Don't Bother Sending It
Hmph, you're still too green to challenge me!
Looking at the painter who had just collapsed across the street, the Red-haired Director couldn't help but chuckle. She then put away the small whistle in her mouth and bent down to pick up the green compound eye that had fallen to the ground.
"You... you..."
Just as the Red-haired Director held up the compound eye of the Wanwu Tianshen and began to observe her surroundings, the Serpent Director, who had almost been squeezed to death, managed to squeeze out a curse of resentment through clenched teeth before plopping back down in his chair.
However, the moment he was free from the deadly realm of the Crimson Heart, the Serpent Director instantly regained his vitality and sprang back up, turning to grab at the small mirror on the back of his chair... only to find nothing there, as expected.
"Don't even think about it. Lyon would never make such a rookie mistake."
The Red-haired Director glanced at him with the corner of her eye and shook her head. "When he realizes he's been ambushed, the first thing he'll do is retrieve the Crimson Heart. He definitely won't leave such a crucial item behind... And look over there."
Over there?
The Serpent Director was slightly taken aback but followed the Red-haired Director's instructions, looking across the street thirty meters away. To his surprise, he found that there was no painter across the street at all...
In fact, it wasn't even a street!
As the deity of food fell into slumber, the illusion that had been maintained was rapidly disintegrating without its controller. Thirty meters away, there were no buildings or streets, only the deep canyon filled with cannons that had bombarded him earlier.
This... this...
The Serpent Director's cheeks twitched uncontrollably as he saw the cannons that had once sent him flying everywhere, and his gaze towards the Red-haired Director became even more strained.
Damn it... Compared to these two devious bastards, I'm as innocent as a child!
"Anyway, remember this: when facing someone who possesses the Illusory Power, your eyes are the least trustworthy sense. Lyon doesn't lie most of the time, but in critical moments, he will definitely pull some tricks. He's not one to play by the rules."
Not knowing what her old friend was thinking, the Red-haired Director glanced at the hundreds of cannons embedded in the cliff and the dark muzzles behind them, and shook her head. "This is truly... I wonder who taught him to be so devious! Apart from the small animals used to attract the Source-Tracing Fleas, everything you saw, whether it was the painter or the hand reaching in to grab the Crimson Heart, was all an illusion.
If I had thought he was just across the street and rushed over to save you by taking the Crimson Heart, I would have been played for a fool... Fortunately, I had a backup plan."
To numb his senses, she intentionally left behind a few abnormal items, including the Duplication Double, and specifically brought along the Sleep-Inducing Throat Whistle and the unreported Dream-Entering Tongue Whistle.
Once Lyon went upstairs with the file and saw that the Duplication Double was still in the warehouse, he naturally wouldn't suspect that she had two identical hypnotic whistles. Moreover, since he was in a hurry to get answers from her, there was at least an eighty percent chance that he would fall for it.
Although the Dream-Entering Tongue Whistle could only make him sleep for a short while, she had secretly altered his consciousness, sending the Lord of Nightmares directly into the deepest part of the Land of Sweet Dreams. She estimated that it would keep him occupied for a little longer... Hmm?
Looking at the Snake Serpent Director, who had inexplicably sat back down and closed his eyes with a sullen expression, the Red-haired Director couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going into the Dream Realm!"
After slightly freeing his mind and vaguely establishing a connection with the Dream Realm, the Snake Serpent Director, with his eyes closed, gritted his teeth and said, "Your whistle is ordinary. It's not some numbered-grade anomaly. At most, it will only make him sleep for a short while, and it's impossible to keep him trapped for long. Moreover, I don't know what's going on with this place; I can't even run in front of him."
"So instead of waiting for the Food God to wake up and be used as a plaything, tossed around like a toy, I might as well take this chance to enter the Dream Realm and..."
"Ouch! Why did you kick me?"
If I didn't kick you, would you expect me to watch you run towards him?
Looking at his old friend who was about to enter the Dream Realm and fight the most ferocious Lord of Nightmares in history, the Red-haired Director couldn't help but rub his forehead in distress, then said with a mix of laughter and tears, "Your habit of overthinking things, has it really changed? Or when you make decisions, can you not investigate a little more?"
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"I mean, don't get yourself into trouble again. It's hard to save you every time!"
After briefly explaining Lyon's "fate" with the Dream Realm and his glorious history of devouring half of the Dream Realm, the Red-haired Director waved his hand at the Snake Serpent Director, who was sitting in a daze, and then instructed him with a speechless expression, "Anyway, just run as fast as you can... Um... It's best not to think too much and just run blindly in one direction, away from here.
"Listen carefully, I don't have the 'Blood-Fury Execution' with me right now, so I can't use absolute power to suppress Lyon. The method of ambushing him earlier can't be used a second time either, so if you get caught by him again this time, then I really won't be able to save you."
"..."
No... I'm strong! I'm really strong!
Looking at the Red-haired Director's pained expression, the Snake Serpent Director couldn't help but open his mouth to argue. He wanted to tell his friend, who was looking down on him, that even with the 'Blood-Fury Execution,' he might not be able to defeat him in a head-on battle.
If it weren't for the 'Crimson Heart' sticking to him, if it weren't for that strange ability moving him around, if it weren't for the fact that the other party had never shown their face, if it weren't for his unwillingness to implicate the innocent and his inability to directly strike hard and shatter the entire Lily City...
Forget it... If I can't beat him, I can't beat him. Being able to catch me without even showing his face is his skill. It's pointless to argue further; it's better to run a few more steps.
Feeling that he had lost more face in these few days than in the first half of his life combined, the Snake Serpent Director gave up arguing and instead hung his head, asking gloomily, "Oliviah, how long can your whistle keep the Food God asleep?"
"Lyon is almost back."
"Ten."
Ten more minutes?
Hearing this, the Snake Serpent Director couldn't help but relax and nod.
That's fine. The time is still relatively ample; ten minutes is enough for me to run out...
"Nine."
Ah?!?!
(End of Chapter)
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