Whether it was the superstring space or the shattered starry sky, they had fixed points of time and space when they sent reincarnators or Apostle into the mission world. Because every time they traveled, they would consume a lot of energy, so it was impossible for them to expend any more energy to allow Samsara to travel between the two points of time and space.

This meant that the scene everyone was witnessing was caused by the mysterious power of this world, and there were only two speculations that could cause similar teleportation effects.

First, the mysterious power of the world itself possessed the ability to trace back time and space.

Can the quest world itself possess the mysterious power of spacetime backtracking? The answer was yes, but such a world would at least be a world as large as Toril’s at the peak of the Middle Devils, rather than the world of science and technology that had just obtained some magical laws.

Excluding the first possibility, there was only the second speculation. One of the two Wilson Manors that everyone saw was an illusion.

If the real environment was the lively, servant-filled Wilson Manor of the day, then it was nothing. At the very least, everyone was still resting in the manor unscathed.

If the real environment was this strange manor that was filled with ghosts, then it would be terrifying. The servants that everyone encountered in the manor during the day, and even the townsfolk that they encountered in Monte Town, were all mysterious objects.

With their vivid words and logical actions, these “things” might not have been fabricated out of thin air by some mysterious force. Perhaps they were all real humans when they were alive.

In other words, the housekeeper Parker, servant Tony, and cook Melanda that Qin Lun had met before were all ghosts. Thinking back to how he had eaten a lot of food that Melanda had cooked for him and wore the clothes of the murdered traveller, it was no wonder Qin Lun’s master, Ge, felt a chill run down his spine.

Qin Lun could guess that the smarter of these Samsara cultivators would spend some time thinking that after a while of discussion, everyone’s gazes at the manor in front of them would be filled with fear and dread.

Apart from Hill and the others, these Samsara cultivators were all newbies and newbies after all. Many of them hadn’t even changed professions, so they were naturally even more afraid of this supernatural and mysterious power.

“The superstring space won’t give us an impossible task … We have so many people. What are we afraid of? Let’s explore together. If we can get the supernatural equipment, we’ll be prosperous.”

Some of the Samsara Cultivators had made an initiative, causing everyone to feel slightly moved. Very quickly, these people split into two groups, and the unwilling Samsara Reincarnators almost immediately turned around to leave this ghostly region.

Meanwhile, some of the more courageous Samsara cultivators chose to venture into the manor, hoping to break through the trap and obtain benefits. Among the people who entered the manor were Donald and Allen’s team, including Hill and the others.

Actually, Hill and the others didn’t care what supernatural items they could obtain. The items from the Low Demon World were of limited use to them. However, Apostle, including Qin Lun, had already vaguely realized that unless the mysterious power of this place was solved, it would be very difficult for them to leave this area.

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“What an inconceivable power! With our perception, we can’t even sense that Monte Town and Wilson Manor were created by illusions.” Hill said in admiration on the guild channel.

“Fuck, I’ve eaten a lot of desserts from the manor before. I don’t know what they’re made of …” Grant’s face turned pale and he occasionally bent over to retch.

Clown was the least resistant to this kind of thing, reminding him of the memories of being abused when he was a child. At that time, he was often forced to eat dirty food, even dead rats and feces, by the bad children of his neighbors.

‘”Ha ~” The other murderers looked at him with strange smiles.

Apart from him, the rest of the team were all vegetarian. As long as the food they ate wasn’t poisonous, they weren’t too worried. The only storyline character, Karin, had never thought of this. She was currently holding onto Qin Mei’s arm with a blank expression.

“Big brother is also here! I think I sensed his gaze just now. He should have noticed me.” Qin Feiyan’s eyes suddenly lit up with starlight as he looked thoughtfully at the surrounding woods.

The murderers looked at each other, confused. “I can tell if it’s Qin Lun from the way I look at him! Brother Deep Control …” They didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as they exchanged a few glances.

“Can you still sense his location? Why hasn’t he come out to recognize him?” Rand asked with a smile.

“No, he’s very vigilant. He seems to be hiding again. My brother and I haven’t seen each other for many years. He doesn’t necessarily recognize me. At most, he feels a little familiar.” Qin Mei pouted and said unhappily, “Forget it, let’s go in. He will definitely follow us.”

“Do you want to go in?” Qin Lun hesitated as he watched the reincarnations, Hill, and the others walk into the manor’s entrance.

He knew that Hill and the others didn’t like him as he was now. Their goal was to revive Qin Lun from the past. If they met here, they might join forces to deal with him. No matter how crazy he was, he knew that he could not fight against the alliance of those people.

Qin Lun and Joey’s deputy personalities were asleep for a long time this time. His mind became clearer and clearer, and he had a premonition that he would control this body for a long time.

Of course, the duration of this control depended entirely on how crazy he was. However, this time, he had awakened for a long time. He didn’t know if the other two personalities would have a chance to come out before he self-destructed.

In the past, when he woke up, he usually only had one or two days, or even before he was completely satisfied, he was forced to fall into a deep sleep, so he didn’t have time to get bored and self-destruct.

However, this time was different. The two deputy personalities seemed to gradually begin to perfect their incomplete humanity, trying to accept more emotions. As a result, his illness rebounded, giving him the chance to control his body for a long time.

He could vaguely feel that if this continued, the two deputy personalities would one day replace him.

In fact, it is not correct to say that the replacement is because no matter which personality is a part of the body, even his own human nature is incomplete.

He had been sick since childhood when he had been stripped of his human shell, and now his two subpersonalities seemed to be re-adding that indispensable human shell.

Actually, he didn’t care what he would look like at all. It didn’t matter if he handed his body over to another Qin Lun. However, he instinctively wanted to obtain the greatest amount of satisfaction before disappearing. Even if it was self-destruction, he would not hesitate to do so. This was his way of existence.

In fact, Qin Lun didn’t have much time to think about life.

When he was the only one left in the surroundings of the manor, he heard roars and screams coming from afar. Those were the Samsara and a few storyline characters who had just wanted to leave this place.

“Stupid fellow!” Qin Lun curled his lips and looked back with disdain. His left eye flickered with the Yin Yang Fish pattern.

In the black-and-white perspective projection staring at the halo, he saw two reincarnations staggering towards the manor. There were originally a dozen or so people who chose to leave, but now they were the only ones left.

“What is it?” Qin Lun, who was observing the two of them, suddenly narrowed his pupils.

He saw the darkness in the forest suddenly rise and devour the Samsara who was running behind him. It was as if there was a pitch black beast inside, swallowing its prey in one bite.

The Samsara who had been devoured by the darkness had no power to resist. He only let out a miserable scream in the darkness and was silent.

‘”Hiss ~” Qin Lun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left eye and could not help but turn his head. The clairvoyant ability of the staring halo was unable to see through what this darkness was. Moreover, it was as if he had received some kind of intense light, causing his eyes to dry and swell.

After devouring that Samsara, the darkness that surged over like a tide slowed down and lazily chased after the last Samsara as if he had eaten his fill.

In the end, he could tell that this fellow had already lost his courage and was shouting incoherently, tears streaming down his face. If it weren’t for his survival instinct supporting him, he would have collapsed and collapsed by now.

Logically speaking, there were ten Samsara cultivators who chose not to enter the manor to take risks. They were also cautious enough to think that they would be able to leave the danger zone. He hadn’t expected that he would be the only one left in less than a few minutes.

“Looks like we can’t go in without it.” Qin Lun paid attention to the darkness in the forest. After confirming that the thing had crossed the original boundary, he stood up from his hiding place and sprinted towards Wilson Manor in front of him.

When Qin Lun arrived at the gate of Wilson Manor, he suddenly rolled his eyes and ran along the outer wall towards the side door.

Wilson Manor was clearly a stronghold of powerful and mysterious powers, and the power of the rules it grasped might not lose out to the Reaper Game at all. If he rashly entered through the gate, he should receive the greatest amount of resistance.

Unlike last night’s Samsara, who pretended to be an English noble to visit Sir Wilson, Qin Lun knew that there was a side door leading to the kitchen on the first floor of the manor and to the rooms of the servants.

‘”Squeak ~” Qin Lun carefully pushed open the rotten wooden door. When he stepped into the wooden door, his body felt the sensation of passing through the membrane back then.

Returning to the manor’s kitchen, Qin Lun saw a completely different scene from the day.

Everything in the kitchen seemed to have gone through a long time. The saucepan that Chef Melanda used to make soup had turned into a broken iron barrel. The rust on its surface was like a blooming broccoli.

The knives hanging on the wall of the closet were rotten, and some of them only had a wooden handle with a thousand holes. The square dining table used by the servants during the day was covered with a thick layer of ashes, and its feet were covered with wormholes, as if it would collapse to the ground at the slightest touch.

The walls of the kitchen were covered with mottled moss, and there were tenacious grass in the cracks of the bricks.

Qin Lun scanned the place seriously, and his expression quickly changed. He noticed something that surprised him.

It was a plate, something that did not quite match this place. Although it looked very old, it could still distinguish the texture of the porcelain. Most importantly, it was the tableware he had used during the day.

Qin Lun remembered that there was originally a plate full of mutton on the plate. It was Tony who removed it from the banquet and filled his stomach with food. Unfortunately, the white maggots were wriggling all over his body, causing his stomach to churn.