Doomsday: I Have Infinite Legion

Chapter 163 Fantasy God Realm
Yang Yue opened his eyes again and found himself in a strange space.

Surrounded by endless chaos of nothingness, he tried it and found that his actions were not restricted.

"System! Is this the other party?"

Yang Yue waited for a long time, but did not get a reply from the system.

"Broken bird? Daji? Mirage? Xiaozhen?"

He immediately realized that he lost contact with the system again.

But Yang Yue didn't panic either, if the god of fantasy wanted to mess with him, he would have done it long ago, why wait until now.

He went with the flow and walked towards the emptiness, because he saw a glass mirror not far away.

Yang Yue was very fast, he came to the glass mirror.

Through the glass mirror, he saw a different world.

In this world, there are many fantasy creatures, ligers, cat people, dog people, centaurs and so on.

"You are Yang Yue?"

A disembodied voice pulled Yang Yue back from the mirror world.

"Who!"

Yang Yue quickly took a few steps back and stayed away from the mirror world.

He looked around vigilantly, except for the vast chaotic void, there was not even a ghost.

"Did I hear wrong?"

Yang Yue muttered to himself, thinking that he was too nervous, which led to auditory hallucinations.

Suddenly, glass mirrors appeared in the surrounding chaotic void. Each mirror was an independent small world.

There are more and more glass mirrors, they surround Yang Yue, the front, back, left, right, above and below are all filled by these mirrors.

Through these mirrors, Yang Yue saw different fantasy worlds one after another.

There are medieval knights, holding the sword of judgment in their hands, fighting against the dark heresy.

There are also dragon-slaying warriors who split the dragon's body with their swords and bathe in the scalding dragon's blood.

There are also vampires and werewolves fleeing in the twilight forest under the pursuit of vampire hunters.

There are also cultivators with profound strength, who can use all kinds of spells and magic weapons just by raising their hands.

Yang Yue looked a little fascinated, and he seemed to understand the meaning of the God of Illusion at this moment.

Every fantasy of his can become a reality, and these worlds in the mirror are all imagined by him.

What a magical power this is, enough to create the world.

"This is the god of fantasy."

Yang Yue felt that the world in the mirror around him was receding rapidly, reflected in the chaos in the distance, forming a huge spliced ​​world.

He was in this spliced ​​world, and the chaotic void around him turned into lush green grass at some point.

"Welcome to Fantasy God Realm!"

Just like the man walking out of the painting, he appeared in front of Yang Yue.

He was dressed in a crescent-white brocade robe, his figure was tall and straight, and his steps were light and slow, like an orchid orchid and a jade tree, with the wind and the moon shining, and he was indescribably noble.

"Are you the God of Fantasy?"

Although Yang Yue had the answer in his heart, he still asked.

"Don't you already have the answer!"

The man chuckled slightly. He was handsome but different. Even his smile was so attractive.

If placed in Yang Yue's previous world, a man could definitely fascinate thousands of girls.

"What is your test?"

Yang Yue was neither humble nor overbearing, and did not show the slightest but because of the identity of the other party.

The man didn't speak, he just clapped the paper fan in his hand. In an instant, a huge figure slowly appeared on the plain.

It was a Shura with six arms, more than ten meters high, with blue skin all over, and under the bulging muscles, there was a power that could destroy heaven and earth.

Shura's six arms hold six weapons respectively, knives, spears, swords, daggers, chopsticks, and pestles. His face is solemn, but reveals a little ferocity.

Yang Yue was shocked by the scene in front of him, but the means of the God of Illusion are far more than that.

The man patted again, the paper fan in his hand, this time there were as many as a dozen figures appearing around Yang Yue.

There is a man with red fruit on the upper body, with long black hair, holding a red gold long knife in his hand, wearing two red fire feathers, and there seems to be a golden circle behind him.

Sitting under him was a huge blue dragon with red and ferocious eyes, and hot white smoke spewed out from its nose, turning the surrounding grassland into red ground.

Its mouth was bound by a green rope, and every time it wanted to tell the truth, it was suppressed by the man's kick.

There is also a tall and handsome fallen angel, holding a purple-red long sword in his hand, with a blue gemstone inlaid in the center of the long sword.

Long white and gold hair hangs down from his waist, and six black wings grow on his back.

There is also a huge Abyss Dark Dragon with strong limbs covered with black spikes. Its sharp claws contain strong toxins. When the surrounding grass comes into contact with those toxins, it instantly turns into a white smoke.

There is also a beautiful snake man with a graceful figure, a few red silks and satins are wrapped around the willow waist that is not enough to grasp, and the plump and straight peaks are only wrapped with a piece of red cloth.

There are more than a dozen legendary creatures, each of which has the power to destroy the world.

And these creatures are all created by the fantasy of the man in front of him.

"Yang Yue! Do you want to have such power?"

The man opened the paper fan, and those legendary creatures instantly disappeared on the plain.

If it weren't for the traces left behind, everything that happened just now would have been like a dream.

Yang Yue's heart skipped a beat, did he finally get into the topic? Could it be that this treasure refers to the inheritance of the God of Illusion?

"Think! This kind of power, no one wants to get it!"

Yang Yue nodded, without beating around the bush, and said directly.

"I heard from Xiaoxie that you broke the rules of the ancient blue star trial and became the only human being who killed the demon lord for hundreds of thousands of years!"

"The manager did say that!"

Yang Yue said truthfully that in the eyes of the other party, he had no secrets.

"I can feel that there is a big difference between you and those heaven's favored ones in the past. You can go further than them!"

"Anyway, I don't have much time. If I continue to wait, there may not be a better choice than you. I don't want to gamble, and I don't want to gamble!"

"In that case, I choose you!"

The man flicked his long sleeves, and a magnificent palace appeared behind him. The whole palace was magnificent and majestic, exuding golden light.

"Go! Whatever you want, it's inside!"

After the man finished speaking, he disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

Yang Yue took a few deep breaths, but still couldn't calm down, his heart was beating so fast in his excited mood.

If it were an ordinary person, his blood vessels would have exploded long ago.

"The power of the god of fantasy! This temptation is not ordinary!"

At any rate, Yang Yue was also the one who had seen the big scene, he finally raised his uncontrollable foot and stepped up the first step.

(End of this chapter)