Chapter 258


    Chapter 258 A real illusion


    Tiffany’s illusion was not on the same level as Mandel’s.


    Tiffany’s illusion was just a trifle.


    As long as she met an opponent with a firm will, she would have no choice but to fail.


    But Mandel’s illusion was different.


    In his illusion world, everything could change and attack, and he was the God of this world.


    Therefore, from the moment John fell into this illusion world, Mandel was sure that the man had


    be a trapped beast in this battle.


    He could do anything to torture him.


    The pain caused by this kind of torture was directly aimed at John’s mental world.


    In other words.


    Mandel nned to make John suffer from mental pain first and then gave him a physical copse to


    make him suffer greatly.


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    All of a sudden.


    Countless bones broke out from the ground and wrapped around John’s body like tentacles, making


    him unable to move.


    And the bone spurs on the white bones pierced into every inch of John’s skin fiercely.


    “Prepare to go through the pain!”


    Mandel sneered.


    You can only hear his voice, but can’t see him.


    After the sneer.


    The red moonlight enveloped the entire illusion world, and the world was shrouded in strange demonic


    red.


    Some strange red light spots fell between John’s eyebrows, as if trying to drill into it and seize his


    thoughts.


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    This was another trick of Mandel.


    To copy the memory of John.


    Then he would shift all the familiar figures in his mind into a specific shape.


    Mandel would torture John’s rtives, friends and lovers in front of him, so that he could see the scene


    of his beloved being humiliated.


    However.


    No matter how hard he tried, those red dots of light couldn’t copy John’s memory.


    It was his illusion world.


    John was just a spiritual shadow.


    As the God of this illusion world, how could Mandel not be able to read the memory of John?


    It was so weird.


    “That’s impossible!”


    Mandel’s voice sounded again. Compared with his previous confidence, he now had more self- doubt.


    “Well, since you are so stubborn, I will throw you into the insect hole and let you experience the pain of


    thousands of insects gnawing your bones!”


    Seeing that he couldn’t read John’s memory, Mandel changed his mind and was about to torture


    John directly.


    Boom.


    All of a sudden, the ground cracked and a dark hole appeared under John’s feet.


    Since his body was nailed by countless bone spurs, he couldn’t move and could only watch himself fell


    into the dark cave.


    All of a sudden, there was an overwhelming sound of gnashing.


    Soon, an iparably shrill scream came from the depths of the cave.


    At this moment.


    The red moonlight sprinkled on the edge of the bug hole, condensing the figure of Mandel. Listening to


    the screamsing from below, he resolved his hatred.


    “Damn Yankees! How dare you kill my son! I’ll let you go through the pain of thousands of insects biting


    your bones first, and then throw you into thevand, so that you can bear the punishment of extreme


    heat!”


    Mandel said through gritted teeth.


    Bang!


    As soon as he finished his words.


    The dark insect hole below suddenly emitted a dazzling me and turned into and ofva.


    The hot magma was surging, and asionally several mes were sshing out.


    However, Mandel suddenly frowned.


    This magma was not his illusion. He just said that and did not prepare to throw John into the magma so


    soon.


    But what was going on?


    Another red me shot out from below.


    The red hot light reflected a face below.


    The moment he saw the face.


    Mandel’s eyes widened.


    Unexpectedly.


    It was his son, little Regan!


    At this moment, his son was floating above the magma, covered with bugs which were biting his flesh


    and bones.


    “Father, why did you do this to me?”


    He shouted poignantly, and his facial features twisted crazily because of pain. His desperate eyes


    shone with resentment, as if ming Mandel for being so cruel to him.


    “Ah-”


    Another excruciating scream came.


    Countless strange ck bugs crawled out of little Regan’s mouth, and followed by the sound of two


    ‘puffs‘, his eyeballs burst, and countless ck bugs crawled out, quickly biting the remaining flesh on


    his face.


    Boom!


    Little Regan fell into the magma and waspletely devoured by the mes, unable to make any


    sound.


    Mandel felt as if a knife were piercing his heart.


    He had used all these methods to deal with John, but the man in the hole had weirdly be his son.


    What’s more, the desperate scene before death was so real that Mandel forgot for a moment that it


    was an illusion world. He thought his son was really pushed into the magma by him.


    Mandel burst into tears.


    He felt guilty.


    Until.


    A voice came from beside him, “A truly powerful illusion is to make peoplepletely unaware that this


    is an illusion world. You are far from being able to do it.”


    Mandel turned around.


    The young man who spoke seemed to be a little familiar.


    Mandel’s eyes were first nk, then confused, and finally shocked.


    He remembered.


    This young man was the one who killed his son, that hateful American!


    He didn’t kill his son!


    Mandel finally came to his senses.


    When he saw the face below just now, hepletely lost himself and was immersed in the illusion.


    He had forgotten everything that had happened before.


    Of course he forgot the existence of John.


    If it weren’t for John’s words, Mandel would have thought it was real. He was standing above the


    magma, and pushed his son down himself.


    This was the highest level of illusion, making people immersed in it and forget themselves.