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Chapter 47 Homecoming

Surprised, this was Shuer's first reaction.

In fact, he, who is used to being far-sighted, has already set up a backup plan in advance.

Long before he set out to find Marca Jaylen, he had already conveyed secret messages to his teammates by typing out passwords on the desktop.

He had already told the left-behind Mobak and the other two that everyone was likely under the surveillance of the plants, and they were likely to be controlled by the plants at any time and do unintentional behavior.

Although I didn't know that plants rely on hallucinations to induce humans, Shuer also reminded everyone that no matter what happens, they must restrain themselves and try not to attack their companions. Even if their companions are controlled, suppression must be the first priority and no fatal attacks can be used.

Not only that, during the battles with Makajren several times, Shuer also knocked out a password with the change in the frequency of his fist attack, conveying that I am Shuer, and you were affected by hallucinations. In the last battle, he secretly entrusted him to tell his teammates secretly if he had the chance, so that everyone would prepare calmly.

Shul was relieved because Makajren also responded to the signal he had understood. He believed that the halfling was absolutely capable of handling everything well and that no accidents would happen.

Unexpectedly, the accident happened. The four of them not only fought each other without mercy, but even attacked him at the same time without reason.

And, there are weapons from behind.

Shure has always believed that no matter what happens, Sav and Moria will not attack him. Even if everyone betrayed him, the two of them will stand behind him and support him, just like they have done in recent years.

No matter what, he couldn't believe that they would actually fight against him, and judging from his voice, it was definitely aimed at a fatal attack.

Why is this happening? Is there something wrong? By the way, perceived influence, are they controlled by hallucinations?

Shuer didn't understand, and time didn't allow him to think. Six attacks were enough to be fatal, and it was too late to think about anything.

Raise the hammer, block, swing the hammer, counterattack, open a safe distance, stay alert, and then think about the reasons.

It doesn’t even require brain command. The combat instincts that were tempered by many times back then were enough to control the body to complete this series of movements.

However, the moment she held the hammer handle in her hand, Shuer stopped.

The two faces with tears, the two painful hearts dripping with blood, the desperate screams of loyal soldiers before their death, and the shattered dream of family rejuvenation, everything is so familiar, as familiar as yesterday.

If you can trust me more, if I can trust you more, then everything will not reach an irreversible Jedi. It is clear that you must always trust each other and never doubt each other. Why did it become like this in the end? Is it so difficult to give trust to people close to you? Do they believe me so much? Do I really doubt them?

Shuer stopped, and he thought of the most critical question. Perhaps, they were all controlled by hallucinations, but what if I was the person who was being disturbed by hallucinations now?

The code has been issued. With their abilities and experience, even if they are controlled by hallucinations, they will not attack rashly. Perhaps one of them will lose control, but six of them will never do stupid things together. This is unreasonable.

There is only one possibility that explains everything now, that is, the person being controlled is me, these attacks are all fake, and the plants just want to induce me to fight back or even block. Their location is likely to cause fatal damage to them even if I block.

The limit of thinking speed is unfathomable. I only used my fingers to grasp the hammer handle. The best way to deal with it at this time is of course to remain in place. Simple hallucinations are difficult to kill people.

It is not difficult to think about how to deal with it, but the question is...who dares?

Who dares to bet on life? As long as there is a little mistake, the price is death. Who dares to make such a bet?

Shur dares.

Taking a step back, he held the fingers of the hammer handle and took a deep breath. Shuer straightened his back and stood upright, without any emotion in his eyes, quietly watching the fatal attacks of the six people.

Heavy blows, burning, severe pain, and every fatal attack hit him right.

Every pain was extremely real, especially the giant sword and gun that pierced the body behind it.

The severe pain of the torn body, the bloody weapon that came out of the chest, the thick blood that ejected out, and the pungent bloody smell, everything was so real, there was no possibility of falsehood.

But Shuer smiled, looked down at the weapon on his chest, and burst into laughter.

Finally, I won the bet. The first step of true trust seems to be not that far away.

Yes, Shul knew that he had finally won the bet.

All pain is so real, but there is one thing that cannot be faked.

Surviving countless times in the battle between life and death, Shuer had long been accustomed to the feeling of serious injury. Blood gushed, and his whole body's strength dissipated with the blood gushing out. The plants did not simulate this feeling of weakness of the body being drained out, so when the blood gushed wildly, Shuer knew that he had won.

What is everyone's situation? Shuer doesn't know, but this will not hurt him.

You can't say it with your mouth, because what you hear may be fake, you can't see it with your eyes, because what you see may be fake, you can't hear it with your ears, because what you hear may also be fake.

However, combat professions from Pavatiga have an advantage. No matter how smart the plants in the low-energy world are, they cannot interfere or simulate.

That is energy fluctuations.

The creatures in the low-energy world only have five senses, but the warriors of Pavatiga have the sixth sense - energy perception. Although it is not intuitive, it is enough to deal with the current situation.

The energy of the magic technique in the body was retracted and released several times, and information was transmitted in a password.

"Same way, report location."

Sure enough, the vision was already confused, and the person I saw was still two or three meters away, but in the energy sensing, six people were actually by their side.

“Report the situation.”

What I get is the answer I hope to get most, everything is normal.

"Maca Jaylen?"

"No exception"

"Hu", let out a long breath, it seems that the situation is not too bad, and the most terrible result did not occur.

"Enter the door." Continue to send the message with the agreed password, and Shuer stretched out his hand at the same time.

Although there was no touch on his limbs, a force surged up his arms. Shuer did not resist and walked forward along the force, just like a blind man being pulled.

After a few steps, a sudden burst of tears in front of me. Everything changed in an instant, and my ears changed from silent to noisy. I don’t need to ask who the noise was coming from.

"Dong", kicked the dwarf in the butt, "Shut up."

"Oh, Captain, have you recovered? You were so interesting just now, and suddenly rushed over with a yell, hahaha, and... Huh? Are you still affected? Oh, calm down, Captain, don't take a hammer, I was wrong, I was wrong, oh."

Using absolute violence to resolve the embarrassment, Shuer looked around, well, he had been pulled back to the institute, and there was a point of departure not far away, and Makajren was indeed standing aside, taking the opportunity to secretly kick the dwarf behind the back. It seemed that everything was normal, no wonder everyone relaxed a little.

The question is, is everything really normal now? Or is it just another illusion?

He quickly took out the paper and pen and wrote a three on it. Shuer raised his volume and asked, "Tell me what this is, in two ways, words and energy fluctuations."

"Hey? Shuer, you don't know how to count?"

"You are not allowed to make trouble." The destructive words made Shuer roll his eyes: "Now you can be sure that you are absolutely normal, and it's a bit too normal, but I'm going to test others, including me."

As it turns out, everyone is still aware of the numbers and the answers given are completely consistent. It can be seen that vision and hearing have now recovered. It seems that the plants found that their influence was not effective, so they gave up trying.

However, it is not completely certain.

"Mia, you will write."

The elf mage coldly took the paper and pen and wrote three words.

"Can't we change the number?" Shuer sighed and patiently confirmed all the feedback information, "Okay, it's normal for the time being, and now it's in the most emergency."

"Mobak, Mia, Makajren, Sav, Militi, Moria."

"Leave immediately and then leave after breaking away, defend on the spot, and wait for everyone to meet."

"Start now, Mobak, go."

The fluctuation of the space at the point of departure does not disappear instantly like when entering. There is a process when leaving. As you step forward, the body is swallowed by the space bit by bit until the entire body disappears in the end, and it is considered that the separation ends, and suddenly appears in the world of Pavatiga.

If there is any change during this period, you can also retreat and return, just like when Shul saved Lisa and sent her back to Pavatiga, his body and soul were broken under the pressure of the space barrier. In fact, he could retreat during this period. Although Lisa could not return completely, at least he would not be in danger of life for the time being. But he did not do this, but dragged his broken body forward and supported until the arrival of the Dark Moon Goddess rescue. Because of this, Lisa trusted him very much from the beginning, trusting this stranger who tried his best to save him.

Dwarf, separation, elves, separation, halfling, separation.

Watching his teammates disappear from the point of departure one by one, the expression on Shuer's face became more and more relaxed. It seems that he has survived this time. As for the harvest, the God-given Metal Halfling has not been lost yet, and the real harvest...

"Little Deer, it's your turn, let's go home."

"Then I'll leave first." Lin Jing kept his elf form and jumped into the escape point.

However, halfway through her walk in, she retreated with a pale face. As soon as she took a step back, she felt a big hand pressing on her shoulder, and a voice sounded to her ears.
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