Genshin Impact: I live stream my world in Teyvat

As Herobrine's voice slowly fell, the thick black shadows around him finally condensed into the appearance of his clone.

All of Herobrine's remaining substitute puppets appeared in front of everyone.

And at this moment, those shadows hidden in the mist finally revealed their true faces.

——The Wanderer.

It is a gigantic monster born in the sky, and will be born along with the blasphemer.

At this moment, the last blasphemer has not been cleared out for too long.

The number of wanderers has reached a terrifying number.

They surrounded them layer by layer, making them feel like they were being attacked from all sides.

"We're being attacked from both sides. It's a bit difficult to fight Herobrine and the monsters in the sky at the same time."

Chris said in a low voice:

"Steve, Graves, follow me closely... I will be responsible for breaking a gap in the encirclement, you guys rush out with me!"

Chris's idea was simple.

Anyway, he won't die from any injury, so he might as well be the one who protects everyone forever, the one who rushes to the front to resist the army.

Chris glanced in the direction of the Kingdom Camp.

In that direction, there is mustard.

Countless cool and burly mecha iron golems stood up together. Their huge bodies gave everyone a great sense of security. They could kill a Wanderer with just one punch or one kick.

As for the direction of the Lei Guang Alliance, there is no need to worry about it.

With the support of many ground-based quantum laser cannons, there is no need to worry about a Prowler getting close enough.

In addition, the players from Teyvat have different abilities, so even if a few Wanderers are generated in the alliance, they have plenty of ways to troubleshoot and strangle them.

Therefore, at this moment, the three people in the most dangerous situation are Grave, Chris and Steve.

"I'm going to distract Herobrine's attack first, and then there will be a gap at 6 o'clock. You go through that. Do you hear me?"

Chris said in a low voice after quickly organizing his strategy.

However, after a long while, there was no response from the two.

Greve looked very worried at the moment, and was about to speak when he suddenly heard Steve's slightly dull breathing.

"Steve?"

The two of them couldn't help but look in Steve's direction.

Steve was seen with his head down, breathing heavily, and using the Ares Blade to support himself to barely keep his body steady.

"Steve! What's wrong with you?"

There were no bubbles on his body, which clearly meant he had not received any negative effects, and his health points had not been continuously reduced.

No 'nausea', no 'hunger', what's going on?

From Steve's perspective, everything in front of him began to become blurry.

Faintly, there was a voice similar to his own, calling his name.

"Steve! Steve! Look! Look here!"

Steve turned his head in a daze and saw a shadow that looked similar to himself.

This is... the space of consciousness?

The consciousness space was once opened by 303 with the help of Steve.

In his inner world, Steve saw a lot of himself.

They represent a part of his personality, the inseparable cause of his composition.

And at this moment, the one who whispered Steve was "sensitive".

"Steve, did you hear that? There are a lot of sounds around me that are hard to get rid of... Is that Herobrine?"

"Herobrine?"

Steve was stunned and listened attentively.

At this moment, he seemed to have sunk to the bottom of the water, and Chris, Graves, and Wanderer seemed to be standing on the shore. Their voices were blocked by the hazy water, becoming vague and unreal.

Against this hazy backdrop, the faint gasps seemed incredibly real.

It was as if he was in an extremely quiet environment and someone was whispering something in his ear.

"I am... a sinner?"

"Am I a sinner?"

"Is it Herobrine speaking?" Steve was stunned.

Herobrine's voice was so familiar to him.

That was the voice that appeared in his nightmares countless nights, reminding him again and again of his weakness and incompetence.

Like the devil's whisper, it dealt him a fatal blow at his most vulnerable moment.

And now.

This voice seemed so helpless, so fragile, so confused, and it echoed in Steve's ears for a long time.

"It's because the influence of the Mourning Doll has not yet dissipated."

'Sensitive' Steve explained:

"It's just that its effect is too weak. If you don't observe carefully, it will be difficult to hear the voices in each other's hearts. If you don't believe it, listen to--"

Steve held his breath and unexpectedly heard more real and clear sounds, but they seemed a little weak in comparison.

However, as his mind shifted, the voices became louder, and Herobrine's voice became fainter.

"As long as you listen carefully, you can hear the inner voice of everyone."

"Sensitive" Steve was about to say something else, but was interrupted by a gesture of silence from Steve.

"Herobrine is still talking...but I can't hear what he's saying!"

Steve took great effort to concentrate and tune the 'channel' to Herobrine's mental space.

As his mind focused, azure blue memory bubbles began to appear in front of him, playing Herobrine's memories.

Outside the memory bubble, the situation becomes even worse.

Attacked from both sides, Steve fell into a pseudo-dizziness and Graves' fighting spirit was greatly reduced. It would be difficult for Chris alone to lead the two of them out of the encirclement.

"What exactly is going on?"

"what do I do!"

Chris was extremely anxious, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Just when he was at a loss, suddenly, a burst of laughter came from not far away.

"Using a stupid prop to carry the past data of the entire world, and then 'recognizing' the owner of this data, completely writing down a person's past, and then sharing it with each other through the signal network created by itself... What a clever design!"

The moment this clown-like voice appeared, the scene in front of Chris turned black and white in an instant.

The only part that was in full color was the Hanged Man that suddenly appeared.

"Hello, nice to meet you! You don't need to know my name... just know that I am very interested in the 'realm' that appeared in this world. And your friend now... seems to be trapped in the other person's emotional realm."

Chris was stunned again.

What is...?

Could it be the influence of the mourning doll?

"Fighting and killing is too boring. Either you win, or I win, or there will be no winner after this battle."

"You can analyze the other person's inner world and have the most thorough spiritual dialogue with someone. In comparison, it is much more interesting!"

As he said this, Dinnerbone inexplicably appeared behind Chris and pushed him forward hard.

"Go ahead and bring them back."

When Chris turned around in confusion, he happened to see Dinnerbone's slightly cunning and ferocious smile under the light and shadow:

"Or maybe..."

"Buried with them!"