The Last Gentleman

Chapter 375: between dreams

Chapter 375 Between Dreams

Many people in the audience were a little confused about the situation on the field.

The symptoms of Jessica's disease and the state of lifting restrictions can be said to be quite powerful. If such a legion launches a surprise attack inside Zion, it can even cause considerable damage to the organization.

 But in the face of such a skinny army and the powerful aura oppression,

 The insomniac Garen just opened his eyes in a strange way and fell asleep without even lifting the restrictions.

 On the viewing platform on the right,

Prophet Yuri untied the gag, and a voice full of murderous intent rolled out from the depths of his throat like a blade, "Mandy, Jin...you must watch carefully what happens next, and see clearly the flow of murderous intent in this person." , see clearly his specific methods."

Jin was still a little distracted. After being reminded by Yuri, he turned his attention to this person, "What a strange murderous intention... it spreads around like a mist, with no fixed target."

The gentle Mandy on the side did not express her opinion, but just watched quietly.

 …

 Chapel room,

After Jessica showed off her unique restriction lifting ability, she didn't waste any time. With a wave of her hand, all the puppets opened their eyes and moved towards their opponents with completely different fighting methods.

 When the legion approaches and is about to kill,

 In silence,

Some weird thing happened that was invisible to the naked eye.

Like ripples spreading on the surface of a quiet lake, all the puppets affected by the "ripples" are all still. To be precise, they should fall into a deep sleep. After all, these puppets also have self-awareness.

Jessica, who was in charge of this legion, also fell into a deep sleep.

but,

The only ones affected at the scene were Jessica and her puppets. None of the audience felt any sleepiness, and most people were not even aware of the mental disturbance.

Jin was stunned by this scene, "No wonder William specially called me and Reagan out of the city for special training. It's such a terrible mental method. I wonder if my cancerous brain can withstand it? I guess I have to bury it in my head in advance." Set a time bomb or you'll fall into a long sleep."

Mandy on the side pushed up his thick-framed glasses and showed a rather embarrassed expression for the first time, "This year's candidates are really... difficult to handle."

On the other side of the observation platform, Ludwig Regan, as the representative of the power station, immediately felt a kind of mental power fluctuation that was completely different from him, subtle and delicate.

“Is the micro-control above me? You can actually control your mental power to such an extent, and you also need to output it at multiple fixed points... What kind of monster is this?”

Not far away, Yi Chen had asked Little Putao to take out the Ash Eyes in advance.

 He must see clearly and understand in advance how the other party puts people to sleep silently.

In the gray and colorless field of vision, particles of ashes fell down, and most of the ashes fell on the ground, the two duels and the skin puppet.

 But a very small number of ashes are suspended in the air, or are supported in the air by something invisible.

 “What is that...fishing line?”

With the ashes as a backdrop, Yi Chen finally saw clearly the appearance of the mental power of the insomniac Gallon.

Invisible fishing lines shot out from his brain unexpectedly accurately hooked into the eyebrows of all the puppets and Jessica, causing the other party to fall asleep.

Since Yi Chen has grown up, he has seen a lot of uses of mental power, but he has never seen mental power condensed into such a small fishing line.

"If this guy wanted to kill someone, he could have hooked the fishing line through the core area of ​​the opponent's brain... But he didn't do that. The murderous intention still filled his body like mist, without any killing tendency."

 At this time,

Garen walked forward slowly in a sleepwalking manner, as if he was preparing to use physical means to end this duel.

Just when he was about to come within range, his brows furrowed slightly.

 Because the cortex between Jessica’s eyebrows suddenly began to proliferate rapidly,

The innately proliferated cortex seemed to sense the ethereal fishing line. The proliferated cortex actually turned into a guillotine on its own, directly cutting off the fishing line between the eyebrows.

 The moment you open your eyes,

 All skin puppets controlled by Jessica also wake up at the same time.

 Furthermore, Garen's current position was quite bad. He was instantly attacked by all the puppets from all directions, with no way out and no possibility of dodge.

 Jessica, who had just woken up from a dream, no longer held back, maximized the output of cortical energy, and controlled the leather puppet to strangle the target with all her strength.

  啧~

Garen, who was besieged in the center, made a helpless expression and lazily uttered one word: "Restrictions lifted..."

Buzz!

 …

Zion

 Almost no one in the whole city was walking on the streets, and everyone was paying attention to [Skin Promotion].

At a corner in the upper street area, a group of coachmen gathered here to listen to a storyteller's vivid explanation.

When they heard Jessica summoning an army of leather puppets, they were all shocked and determined that this little-known girl would definitely win.

“I didn’t expect that the Tailor Association still has such talents, and it’s somewhat cheating, right?

 Each puppet is actually wearing gentleman's clothing. If you become the first gentleman, can you dress each puppet in clothing that contains 100% leather, and even exceed the limits of human beings? "

“Creating a puppet out of skin, she is unparalleled in the use and control of skin. She has a high possibility of winning the final victory.”

Just when the coachmen were discussing among themselves and unanimously determined that Jessica would win, there was a fierce coachman who remained silent throughout the whole process.

 Until another driver put his hand on his shoulder, "Pezim, why are you so silent today? Aren't you going to discuss it with everyone?"

"There's nothing to discuss. This promotion is just a show of force... It's impossible for anyone to beat 'that person' in terms of strength."

"Who are you talking about? By the way, it seems that you were arranged by the organization to go out of the city to bring back a candidate some time ago."

“You guys will find out if you continue to listen.”

 The driver lit a homemade cigar and squatted aside. His hands still couldn't stop shaking when he recalled what happened more than ten days ago.

He was the driver who pulled Gallon back from a remote town. When he was attacked by a sick ape on the way, he also fell asleep together.

 It was not just sleep, he also had a dream.

He dreamed of a completely new world like a fantasy, where many weird and incomprehensible creatures lived. Just a glance at it made him sweat profusely and feel fear at the soul level.

 Then he saw a rather terrible scene,

The creatures living here actually traveled to reality in some way, cutting into pieces the ape patients who attacked the carriage, and even tore off some of their limbs as trophies.

Only when he woke up and looked at the dead people with missing limbs scattered around the carriage did he realize that the dream he had just had might be true.

  【Deep in the official residence】

 Half of the puppets were directly erased,

Transvestite tailor-Jessica has only half of her body left, barely retaining her brain.

The wrinkled Spacey on the viewing platform rushed down immediately and used his skin to create a structure similar to a silkworm chrysalis to wrap Jessica in it.

 The first round of cortical duel ended, with the winner being Jodesapeng Garon.

 The whole place was silent.

 Jin's cheeks were dripping with sticky sweat like pus. She had just felt an inexplicable sense of threat, a threat that could even kill her.

“At that moment, the killing intent that was as scattered as dust suddenly gathered... but it was not used to kill the enemy, but to contain it.

William, can you really beat this guy? "

 (End of this chapter)