Chapter 969 Don’t Send It

Chapter 969 Don’t Send It

Chapter 969 Don’t Send It
Humph, you are still a little naive to fight with me!
Looking at the painter who fell headfirst across the street, the red-haired chief couldn't help but laugh. He then put away the whistle in his mouth and bent down to pick up the cyan compound eye that had fallen on the ground.

"mean!"

Just as the red-haired director raised the compound eyes of the All-Things Cicada to his eyes and began to observe his surroundings, the snake-husband director, who was almost beaten to death, squeezed out a sad and angry curse from between his teeth, and then fell off his chair with a thud.

After getting rid of the Crimson Heart that was his natural nemesis, Director Ophiuchus recovered instantly with full energy. He jumped up and turned around to grab the small mirror on the back of the chair... but as expected, he missed it.

"Don't think about it, Leon won't make such a low-level mistake."

After glancing at him from the corner of his eye, the red-haired director shook his head and said:

"When he found out that I had plotted against him, the first thing he did was to take back the [Scarlet Heart]. He would definitely not leave such a crucial thing behind... And look at the other side."

opposite?

Director Ophiuchus was slightly startled when he heard this, and then he followed the instructions of the red-haired director and looked across the street thirty meters away. Then he was stunned to find that there was no painter across the street at all...

It's not even the same street across from each other!

As the God of Cookery fell into a deep sleep, the original illusion was rapidly disintegrating without anyone controlling it. It turned out that there were no buildings or streets thirty meters away, only the deep canyon that was filled with artillery!

This this……

Looking at the artillery that had once blasted him everywhere and appeared after the streets disappeared, Director Snake's cheeks twitched wildly, and his gaze towards the red-haired director became increasingly difficult to hold.

Damn it... Compared to these two sinister bastards, I am as pure as a child!
……

“In short, remember that when facing someone who has mastered the power of [False Illusion], the eyes are the last thing you can trust… Leon doesn’t lie most of the time, but at the critical moment, he will definitely not be honest and will definitely play some tricks.”

Not knowing what his old friend was thinking, the red-haired director glanced at the hundreds of cannons embedded on the cliffs and the black muzzles, and shook his head, then sighed:
“This is really… I don’t know who he learned this from, he is so insidious!
Apart from the small animals used to attract the [Tracing Floaters], both the painter you saw and his hand reaching in to pinch the Crimson Heart were all false illusions.

If I had thought he was just across the street, and had gone over to snatch the Scarlet Heart to save you, he would have definitely been badly tricked... Fortunately, I had a plan in mind."

After using his compound eyes to take a look at the already asleep "Lyon City" and confirming that there was nothing wrong with his plan, the red-haired director couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

After discovering that he had left secretly, Leon would definitely ask Lord Taurus for his file, then go to the warehouse of the Virgin Branch to check what unusual items he had taken away and take corresponding preventive measures.

In order to paralyze him, he deliberately kept several abnormal items such as [Copy in Double], and specially brought the [Sleeping Throat Whistle] and the [Dream Tongue Whistle] which had not been reported.

After taking the file upstairs, Leon found that [Copy in Pairs] was still in the warehouse. Naturally, he would not suspect that he had two identical hypnotic whistles. In addition, he was anxious to get the situation from himself, so there was at least an 80% chance that he would be fooled.

Even though the [Dream Whistle] could only make him sleep for a short while, he had done some tricks in advance and sent the consciousness of this nightmare lord directly into the deepest part of the land of sweet dreams. It should be able to keep him awake for a while longer... huh?

Seeing Director Ophiuchus sitting back in his chair for some unknown reason, with a gloomy face and his eyes closed, the red-haired director couldn't help but wonder:

"What are you doing?"

"I want to dream!"

After slightly relaxing his mind and vaguely connecting with the dream world, Director Shefu closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "Your whistle is very ordinary, and it's not a numbered abnormal object. At most, it can make him sleep for a short while. It's impossible to trap him for a long time. And I don't know what happened to this place. I can't even run away from it.

So instead of waiting for the God of Food to wake up and be tossed around like a toy by him, I might as well take the opportunity to break into the dream world and have a good time with him in there... Ouch! Why did you kick me?"

If I didn't kick you, would you still chase me and give it to me?

Looking at his old friend who was about to enter the dream world and fight the most powerful nightmare lord in history, the red-haired director couldn't help but rub his brows in worry, and then said with a bit of a smile:
"Can you really change your habit of using your brain too much? Or can you do more research before making any decision?"

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"I mean you should stop sending me off. It's hard to save you once!"

After briefly talking about Leon's "fate" with the Dream World and his glorious record of having eaten up most of the Dream World, the red-haired director waved his hand at Director Ophiuchus, who was stunned in his chair, and then said speechlessly:
"Anyway, just run quickly... um... it's best not to use your brain to choose a direction, just run as far as you can, and don't let him catch you.

Listen carefully, I don't have [Blood Killing Hair] at hand right now, so I can't suppress Leon with absolute power. I can't use the method I used to plot against him a second time, so if he catches you again this time, I really can't save you."

"..."

No... I'm very strong! I'm really very strong!

Seeing the red-haired chief with a headache on his face, Director Snakeman opened his mouth involuntarily. He wanted to argue a few words and tell his old friend who despised him that if they fought head-on, even with the [Killing Blood Hair], he might not be able to beat me as I am now.

If it wasn't for the [Crimson Heart] sticking to him, if it wasn't for that strange ability moving him around, if it wasn't for the fact that the other party never showed up, if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't want to implicate innocent people, he wouldn't have been able to just smash the entire Lily City to pieces...

Forget it... If we haven't fought, then we haven't fought. To be able to catch me without even showing my face, that's his ability. There's no point in continuing to be stubborn. I might as well just run a few more steps.

Feeling that he had lost more face in the past few days than in the entire first half of his life, Director Shehu, who was already a little numb, simply gave up arguing, and instead hung his head, asking with a gloomy face:
"Olivia, what do you think of that whistle of yours? How long do you think it can hold the God of Cookery back?"

"Leon will be back soon."

After feeling the somewhat loosened dream, the red-haired director continued to observe the "Lyon concentration" in various places in Lily City with the help of the compound eyes of the Cicada of All Things, while raising his fist and shaking it.

"ten."

Ten minutes left?

Upon hearing this, Director Shefu couldn't help but nodded in relief.

Yes, I still have enough time. Ten minutes is enough for me to run out...

"Nine."

ah? ! ! !

(End of this chapter)