Chapter 60

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The sharp sword pierced through his thin body, and Shen Yu was nailed to the ground, writhing like a dying worm. He didn't seem to be in pain, instead staring at Shen Qiqi in surprise and saying, "You are quite different from what I imagined."

Shen Qiqi replied, "Is that so?"

Shen Yu's fierce expression suddenly became blank, and he asked, "When did you figure it out?"

"At first, I didn't notice," Shen Qiqi raised her eyes and looked at the two elderly people with expressionless faces around them. They looked remarkably cold and indifferent, like they were wearing a white mask. "But as time went on, the flaws became more apparent."

This "reality" was too ideal for her.

Shen Yu's voice was hollow, as if it was coming from a faraway place. "Aren't you afraid that all of this is real?"

Shen Qiqi's gaze flickered, but she didn't say anything.

The entire room suddenly went dark, and two red lights shone brightly in the darkness. The two elderly people stood still, and the red light came from their eyes. They stared at Shen Qiqi coldly and suddenly let out a long, deafening scream.

Shen Qiqi's sword suddenly shook, and she lowered her head to see a disgusting scene - Shen Yu was writhing on the ground, his limbs contorting wildly like a centipede. His facial features were no longer recognizable and had melted like thick mud.

Shen Qiqi frowned, feeling a sinking feeling in her heart. What kind of creature was this? The sword couldn't even hurt him!

She tightly held onto the sword and pushed it down with force, causing the sharp tip to pierce even deeper, even through the wooden floor. However, Shen Yu only slightly moved and showed no emotion on his pale face.

No, he was no longer Shen Yu.

His body split in half from the wound, and he melted and transformed like hot wax. He avoided the sword like a forked stream of water and crawled backwards in a bizarre posture. Soon, he arrived beside the two screaming elderly people, and the three bodies tangled together like snakes or twisted braids, transforming into a creature that Shen Qiqi had never seen before.

Shen Qiqi widened her eyes, threw away her sword, and covered her mouth, trying not to vomit. Help, this thing looked just like something from the Cthulhu Mythos!

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"You can't kill me," it said, looking at her. Although its face was deathly pale, Shen Qiqi felt like it was smiling at her.

Shen Qiqi covered her mouth and asked in a hoarse voice, "What the hell are you?"

It was not angry and looked at Shen Qiqi, speaking kindly and devoutly, "I am your wish."

"Have you not noticed that everything here is actually what you wished for?"

Shen Qiqi's heart skipped a beat and she reflexively answered, "So my wish is to have you look like a ghost? That can't be right?!"

If it was the embodiment of her mind, it was no wonder that physical attacks had no effect.

It was quiet for a moment and then said gently, "Wishes themselves are not restricted by form. Don't be afraid."

Shen Qiqi stepped back a step and said, "That's a bit difficult."

This was too insane, she refused!

It laughed and said, "The truth is always crueler than lies. If you hadn't broken this illusion just now, everything would still be beautiful."

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