Shen Ru had overlooked one question: he had broken a rule at the start of the Instance too, so why hadn't he entered an illusion then?
Could breaking a rule be only one of the conditions required to trigger an illusion?
The NPC's voluntary sacrifice seemed to be pushing Shen Ru forward, luring him into this new scene that had already been prepared.
The densely packed Puppets crawled slowly toward them in strange, horrifying poses. Unlike their initial frenzied pursuit, this seemed more like an attempt to force them to explore the secrets deeper inside the Church.
Shen Ru raised an eyebrow as he watched the things writhing on the floor, and an utterly absurd thought suddenly occurred to him.
Were these Puppets really Puppets?
Kill a few and find out.
The beautiful young man shot forward like a pearl gleaming with dazzling light. Dangerous malice and gleeful bloodlust lurked in his red eyes as he deftly pinned down two wildly struggling Puppets.
His fists whistled through the air and slammed into the Puppets' heads. At the sound of splintering wood, his vicious smile only widened.
At last, under Shen Ru's relentless barrage of blows, sharp, wretched pleas for mercy came from inside the Puppets.
At the same time, identical cries rang out from Little Yellow and Little Pink's side.
Sheng Ziyao shouted in astonishment, "Holy shit! Little Pink, look! Russian nesting dolls!!!"
Completely unprepared, Little Pink lost 5 SAN Value outright from the fright of those Russian nesting dolls.
Meng Yizhi: "..."
Shattered wood fell to the floor, gradually revealing twisted, tear-streaked human faces. Apparently genuinely afraid of dying, they sobbed and begged to be spared.
Seeing that the Players had exposed their companions, the remaining mass of Puppets stopped moving and stood stiffly on the floor without a