Boyfriends Always Turned out to Be a Horror Movie Boss - 73.1
Translated by rabbitrisu
[Marie’s pupils were dilated. Fear lingered within them as she recalled everything from that time.
“In the beginning, Morris was someone very popular…”
A grey scene of memories began to appear.
A blond boy was always smiling, his body always as if it was filled with sunshine. He was without a doubt beloved by many girls because of this.
He also liked to help others, including help those who were being bullied.
No matter how strong the bullies were, he wouldn’t be afraid.
Annie, the girl with long blonde hair, fell in love with Morris, but Fen, her current suitor, was jealous.
Fen was a school bully. He always led a large group of people to bully others, asked for money in exchange for protection, and now, he even started to bring a group of people to bully Morris, who was weak.
“Wu!” Fen hit Morris in the cheek, causing him to fall to the ground.
There was a group of gangsters all around him. They all had clubs in their hands as they beat him up.
Morris fought back fiercely at first, but as time passed, he became exhausted and gradually pushed by the wind. Fen soon knocked him to the ground.
The few students who Morris had originally protected ran away from him with cowardly expressions. They seemed indifferent, and had no intentions to help him.
Of course Morris saw their actions. The only brightness in the grey-white scene, his blue eyes, also began to dim.
Morris turned his head without speaking a word and started fighting again, making his attacks even more fierce.
Even if someone hit him just once, he would fight back until death. It didn’t matter how many other people hit him with clubs; he would never switch targets.
His reckless way of fighting clearly frightened the other people. They gradually became unwilling to step forward.
But in the end, the blond boy was hit on the head with a club, and he fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.
The scene became distorted and transformed back to reality.
Karina looked at Marie with a horrified expression and supported the unsteady girl. Looking worried, she said: “What’s wrong with you, Marie? Why haven’t I ever heard of this Morris? Has he bullied you, ma?”
When Marie heard her words, she shook her head vigorously. Her lips trembled, and she said: “No, that’s not—we killed him.”
— From <<Nightmare>>
“This church has two steeple towers and a total of three floors. Except for the tallest dome, the only other feature here is the bell within the left tower. Just like in the movie, it’s easy to identify, so we can be certain that that’s where we’re heading towards now. We’re walking toward the top of the left tower, which should be on the third floor. There will be a hallway there after a moment, which should be the place mentioned in the story!” The white-haired man calmly analyzed the layout, but the speed at which his feet moved didn’t decrease in the slightest. “If—the boss doesn’t engage in anything.”
The sound of bricks collapsing and falling sounded from underneath the stairs. The white-haired man looked toward it and couldn’t help but utter a curse—shit.
People really couldn’t speak nonsense!
The stairs of this tower were an upward spiral, so there were many steps that they needed to take. Even if their pace was very fast, it wasn’t easy for them to reach the third floor quickly.
And now, the few steps they had just walked on had collapsed. The rate of collapse was very fast.
If they maintained their current speed, then they would obviously be crushed along with those stairs.
“Damn it! When did we get trapped within a dream?” The thin, heavily armed man was confused.
The white-haired man took out a flight prop and said coolly” “I don’t think we’re trapped in a dream, but in an hallucination. It’s just that for us, these hallucinations can become real very easily. Let’s go! Go up with flight props!”
Hearing that, everyone who had been caught in an unexplainable panic and didn’t know what they should do seemed to have found the backbones within their hearts. They were relieved, and they all took out their flight props.
Everyone quickly activated their props, and for a short time, the light from their various props shone within the darkness of the tower.
“Jiejiejie—What interesting people, bird people, ma?” A low, hoarse voice sounded again. There wasn’t much anger in it; it was more of a playful and cheerful tone as if the owner was watching ants struggle.
The white-haired man unfurled the white wings behind him and quickly flew to the top of the tower.
Behind him, the other reincarnators flew up. Some used flying boots, while some were wearing wings.
In the next moment after they flew up, the originally solid staircase collapsed, releasing a dense cloud of smoke.
The smoke drifted toward theme extremely fast. A reincarnator who wasn’t flying fast enough was caught in the rising smoke and instantly screamed.
They fortunately activated one of the protective props they carried with them, and after using a large number of those props, they barely maintained their life.
But even so, after finally escaping death, they were covered in bruises and their combat effectiveness was vastly reduced.
This reincarnator was reincarnated using the enhancement system. They were originally the player on their team with the highest resistance, but it seems the enhancement didn’t play any role in this weird hallucination. They could only rely on various props to save their lives.
The white-haired man frowned and looked back at the team of just five people behind him. He couldn’t help but let out some of his restlessness into his voice: “Hurry! As long as we can get the props, we’ll win!”
Everyone obediently accelerated to their max speeds, so the speed of their flight wasn’t slow.
But they soon discovered that they couldn’t fly to the tower. The tower wasn’t too tall, but it was as if they were simply spinning around in place.
The white-haired man took the lead and flew to the front of the group to guide everyone. He appeared calm, but he knew within his heart that if they couldn’t escape quickly, then death would be the only thing that awaited them.
They were still in an hallucination. Morris shouldn’t be able to completely limit their abilities in reality for the time being.
But once someone becomes unable to control their inner fears and completely gives in, Morris can pull them into a dream. Then, no matter how powerful that person is in reality, they will be eliminated by this strangely powerful boss, and they will once again become a newcomer who is entering the reincarnation space for the first time, lacking any special abilities.
After all, if they weren’t strong enough, they truly couldn’t control their own subconsciousness and would let their subconsciousness follow its own instructions.
Unfortunately, this boss’s ability could penetrate into their subconsciousness and bring forth their greatest fears—that all of their abilities are worthless in the dream.
He thought it was a dream at first, but as time passed, he realized that the boss hadn’t done anything in front of them for a long time, but was instead trying to kill them through various environmental changes. He understood that it wasn’t that the boss didn’t want to appear before them, but that their willpower wasn’t weak enough for them to be pulled in to a dream at any point.
The white-haired man focused the power within his body toward his eyes and began to scan the darkness around him.
This was one of his skills – The Eye of Truth. There was a 5% chance that he could see through all illusions and darkness, finding only the truth.
This skill had actually been ignored by him because it wasn’t very useful. Not even mentioning the low chance of it working, it also consumed a lot of power.
But now they were in a desperate situation and he had no choice but to make one final attempt.
Although they hadn’t entered a dream, this hallucination alone was enough to wipe them out.
It could only be said that this world was too hostile to the reincarnators.
If they were natives, they would have a psychological breakdown because of their weak willpower at most. But for them, they would be killed, so they couldn’t handle too much!