endless force

Chapter 494
This time in this job dungeon, although Mo Fan chose to give up his job in the end, the owner of the hoarse voice still indirectly helped him a lot.

Otherwise, with his strength, it would be difficult to bring Lin Yunhan out of an unknown world in a short time.

As for the job, it is not a necessity for him now, and there will be opportunities to get it in the future, so he doesn't need to pay too much attention to it.

Since the dungeon this time is purely a job-related dungeon, after Mo Fan comes out, naturally there won't be any other extra rewards.

Fortunately, what he gained in the dungeon has completely improved his strength, and he doesn't really care about the last reward for completing the task.

Looking at Lin Yunhan who was looking around at home like a curious baby, Mo Fan smiled. Just when he felt that everything was over and he could relax, a familiar hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "You don't just think that Is this the end? I didn't bring her back from another time and space to let you live comfortably!"

In an instant, an extremely dangerous feeling descended, Mo Fan frowned, but before he could react, Lin Yunhan's body not far away suddenly exploded, and the blood all over the sky captivated his eyes, as if everything in front of him had become Blood red.

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment, and immediately he kept chanting silently in his heart: "It's fake, it must be fake, everything is fake, it's an illusion created by that guy."

"This kind of self-comfort is really naive and ridiculous." The hoarse voice seemed to hear his inner words, "Don't you think that I have spent so much effort on purpose just to trick you?"

The hoarse voice paused, and laughed maniacally, "I can tell you clearly, everything you see is real, this world is real, that woman is real, and her death... is also real Yes! Hahahaha! Do you hate me? Do you want to kill me?"

Mo Fan wiped the blood that had just splashed on his face, it was red, eye-catching and dazzling!
"Is this... true?" Even though Mo Fan said "This is false" countless times in his heart, it seemed to be comforting himself.

He can no longer tell what is real and what is fake, but he knows that the scene in front of him really falls into his eyes.

The unpleasant feeling in my heart seemed to tear everything apart to calm down, and this feeling became more and more uncontrollable.

"Tell me now, how much do you hate me?" The hoarse voice laughed wildly, "Do you want to peel my skin off and cramp me? Now, I will give you a chance!"

Before the words fell, a figure slowly gathered not far in front of Mo Fan.

This is a one-eyed strong man who is blind in one eye. He is nearly two meters tall and has explosive muscles all over his body. Just standing there gives people a feeling of atmospheric pressure.

"Smash my head, you can not only get revenge, but also get my professional inheritance, come on!" The strong man grinned, pointing to his head.

Before he could finish his words, a huge black sword had been slammed down from the top of his head. He glanced at the indifferent expression of the sword holder, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the blade.

"boom!"

A wave of air spread out around the two of them, and the living room instantly became messy as if it had been blown by a tornado.

But the one-eyed strong man holding the giant sword with his bare hands was not hurt at all, but instead held the black giant sword tightly, making Mo Fan unable to move a little bit.

"It's impossible to kill me with this level of strength, which shows that your hatred is not enough!" The one-eyed man said frantically, "Hatred will bring you strength, let me know how much you hate me, let me experience hatred the power of!"

Mo Fan stared at the one-eyed strong man for a while, then shook his head, let go of the black giant sword in his hand, carelessly lifted the chair that had been overturned on the ground, and sat on it, while muttering: "Forget it!" , I can't beat you, so I won't beat you."

The one-eyed strong man couldn't help being stunned, it was completely different from what he expected.

In his opinion, if he kills the person he cares about the most in his heart, the other party will definitely hate him to the core, will definitely be so angry that he will lose his mind and want to kill him crazily, but the scene before him is completely different from what he imagined.

"You're curious why I'm not angry?" Mo Fan brushed his messy hair and looked at the one-eyed man calmly.

The one-eyed burly man didn't speak, but just looked at him coldly, but his puzzled eyes had revealed his incomprehension.

"Isn't this very simple?" Mo Fan shook his head, "Since you know it's fake, why are you angry?"

He looked at the one-eyed wolf demon with slightly squinted eyes, and continued to say to himself, "Are you wondering why I know it's fake? Unfortunately... I'm not going to tell you."

Speaking of this, he grinned and said mockingly, "However, if you ask me, I can consider telling you!"

"Oh!"

The one-eyed man disappeared in place, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Mo Fan, grabbed Mo Fan's neck, and lifted him up.

"You... seem very angry?" Mo Fan smiled even more, he didn't care about the iron arm that seemed to crush his throat with force.

"You don't think all of this is an illusion, do you?" the one-eyed burly man said coldly.

"The surrounding environment is an illusion, but only you and I are not illusions, so if you kill me here, I will definitely die!" Mo Fan's tone was unexpectedly flat, as if death meant nothing to him. In other words, it is something as ordinary as eating and drinking water, and there will be no waves in my heart.

"Since it is so clear, you are not afraid of death?" The eyes of the one-eyed man narrowed into a slit, with a dangerous and fierce light shining in them.

"Death is not scary." Mo Fan shook his head, "It's scary to be afraid of death!"

There was a strange look in the eyes of the one-eyed strong man, and he could clearly feel that the other party was not pretending to be coercive when he said this, nor was he deliberately pretending not to be afraid of death, but that he really didn't care about death!

But immediately he shook his head secretly. In this world, how could there be someone who is not afraid of death, even him, let alone such an ordinary predator.

Thinking of this, the one-eyed burly man added a few more points, and the bones in Mo Fan's neck made a crackling sound, a sign that it was about to break.

But Mo Fan still tilted his head and looked at the one-eyed man quietly, his expression unchanged, as if the person whose neck was strangled and about to die was not him.

The one-eyed man looked at Mo Fan quietly. He was looking for a hint of fear of death in Mo Fan's eyes, but he failed. He couldn't see any fear in Mo Fan's eyes. Not a cent!

(End of this chapter)