I become light in American comics

"In this world, only two concepts, you and me, are real. The rest are fictions that cannot affect reality."

Sylvia chuckled and snapped her fingers. Then he saw the "son" with his teeth and claws next to him suddenly turned into a shadow, spinning and being absorbed into a vortex without a trace.

It was obvious that this "son" was a fiction controlled by her from the beginning.

"But don't get me wrong, even if it is 'fiction', it will pose the same threat to you as the real thing in this world."

"But you lied. This is not a world where you are only at your mercy, right?" Kahn said solemnly, "Otherwise you wouldn't allow me to have explosives on me, right?"

He narrowed his eyes.

“Because I thought this was reality, and I knew that in reality it was natural for me to have a self-destruction program, so it became reality here.

In other words, it’s not just your ‘fiction’ that can come true here, I can too. "

Sylvia laughed.

"When they first said what a great person Commander Kahn was, I just thought that those short-sighted humans had never seen a real big man. Now I have changed my mind a little bit.

I have to say you are really good, Kahn. In a field that is completely under my control and in a dangerous situation where I am completely passive, I can detect the rules of dreams so quickly. Before this, I was able to think calmly in this situation. It is already amazing. Not many of my peers can do this."

She paused briefly, then smiled playfully: "But, even if you know, what can you do?"

"Of course I want you to get out of my mind."

Kahn shouted, and at the same time he jumped up and stabbed with a dagger.

But Sylvia dodged sideways and knocked him back with a swift palm.

"Dagger? Ha, it seems that this is your limit." Sylvia smiled, "Even if you know the rules of dreams, it is not easy to take advantage of them.

You were able to catch me by surprise before by self-destructing, just because you thought this was reality and unconsciously regarded the matter of having explosives hidden on your body as inevitable.

But it’s not that easy to convince your brain to accept facts that you know are fiction. For you, "a dagger hidden in your boot" is probably the limit of what you can accept, right? "

But after being knocked down again, Kahn fell to his knees but never got up. The blood flowed down silently, all over the ground.

"Huh? Want to use this to commit suicide? It's useless." Sylvia said calmly, "I'm already on guard. As long as I don't allow you, you won't die."

As she said this, she suddenly realized something, stepped forward and picked up Kahn.

"I see, your purpose is not to commit suicide, but" she grabbed Kahn's arm that was cut with blood by the knife.

There were words carved on it with a knife.

"The World Army has been infiltrated and a blood exchange agreement has been initiated."

"I see, while trying to commit suicide with a dagger, did you also write down a message to convey the message?" Sylvia suddenly realized, "Because you are the only one in the dream world who can connect to reality, so you use your own body to convey it."

At this time, through the reflection of the TV screen, in the outside world, Commander Kahn's real wife was also walking from the kitchen to the living room.

"Honey? Dinner is ready. Are you there?"

Kahn narrowed his eyes and stared at the reflecting mirror without blinking.

As long as his wife notices something unusual about him and sees the writing on his hand, she will immediately be alert and contact someone trustworthy. The exchange protocol will be activated, and at least the World Army will be alert and know that they are being attacked.

"Honey?"

The commander's wife received no response and walked to the entrance of the living room while looking around blankly.

As long as she took a few steps forward, she could see the unconscious commander on the sofa and the blood on his arm.

However, just a few steps away, her steps suddenly stopped.

Kahn's pupils contracted and he almost screamed.

What's wrong? Keep walking!

A little further, just a little further forward and you can see it.

However, through the reflection of the screen, he saw his wife stopping at the entrance of the living room and lowering her head.

I took out my cell phone!

Oops.

Kahn's face instantly turned pale, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Sylvia who was next to him with a smug smile on his face.

It was a text message. This guy also sent that text message to the commander’s wife!

The commander's wife, who was completely unaware that she was under attack, heard the text message alert and naturally took out her phone to see who the message was from.

"Don't," Kahn shouted hysterically, "don't read that message!"

But no matter how much he shouted from here, it was naturally impossible for the other party to hear him. Then they saw the commander's wife still opening her cell phone and taking a quick glance at it.

And at a glance, I saw the classic spam message in the "retweet or suffer" format.

Of course, the commander's wife didn't take it seriously, crossed out the message, raised her head and moved on.

But the next moment, the lady in the mirror's eyes instantly became vacant and lifeless, her body tilted, and she fell motionless on the floor.

At the same time, in this dream realm, the commander's wife appeared in the living room out of thin air. She looked around blankly and saw the mess, her husband lying on the ground covered in blood, and the woman next to her husband who was dressed in a restrained Play style.

"Too late."

Sylvia laughed and made a fist with her right hand.

Chains appeared out of thin air, and before the commander's wife could react, she was instantly tied into a tortoise shell!

Commander Kahn's eyes were splitting, he coughed several times in anger, and spit out another mouthful of blood.

"What a pity, Kahn. I tried to send the alarm through Madam Ling, but I failed in the end."

Then I saw this cool woman in a restrained Play walking up to the lady in a restrained Play with a playful look on her face.

"As a result, I have an extra hostage now. You'd better start cooperating. Otherwise, you don't want your wife to be tortured in her dream, right?"

Commander Kahn: "."

Such a heaven-defying scene unfolds, what kind of human suffering is this?

"Huh? Wait a moment"

Sylvia frowned slightly, turned to look at the TV, and observed the real living room situation through the reflection of the screen.

At this time, another uninvited guest came to this small living room.

The tall and burly man, wearing a black windbreaker, was still looking around warily when he walked into the living room.

It's General Chaka!

Kahn's eyes lit up, as if he felt there was hope again.

Yes, I originally had an appointment with General Chaka for dinner tonight. It was said that the comrades were reminiscing about old times, but in fact Kahn also had some important matters that he wanted to discuss with him.

Chaka is also an experienced fighter and one of the few comrades of Kahn who can deliver on his back. The other party must have been unable to contact Kahn at the appointed time. He alertly realized that something was wrong, so he came to investigate in person.

"Another one comes to die."

Sylvia looked at the tall man in black trench coat in the mirror and couldn't help but curl her lips.

"Okay, according to the original plan, it wasn't time to deal with this guy. But since he showed up, let's stay together."