Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 159

Chapter 159: Chapter 159: Fireseed Shelter, a War Fortress?

Dustin Sullivan’s gaze swept across his surroundings, and he saw the others, still not fully lucid, in various states of disarray.

The most conspicuous of them was Nicholas Jensen.

The man was kneeling on one knee before a thoroughly dead yet still faintly twitching Night Worm. He spoke in an absurdly exaggerated tone, one he likely thought was elegant but was, in reality, utterly ridiculous.

"Oh, my loyal servant, why do you not kneel before your Queen? La la la~ The Dark Power heeds my call!"

As he spoke, he even tried to command the worms to place an invisible Crown on his head.

Dustin Sullivan was speechless.

He silently averted his gaze, feeling as if his eyes had been spiritually contaminated.

Just then, he heard the goofy voice of his sister, Coco Sullivan.

"Hee hee hee, hee hee hee, so yummy!"

Turning his head, he saw Coco Sullivan facing thin air. Her hands were cupped as if holding something, and she kept grabbing at it, taking one imaginary bite after another.

Her cheeks were puffed out as she ate, mumbling indistinctly, "Mmm... so good! Hamburgers... chicken legs... they’re all mine! Don’t you try to take any, Brother! They’re all mine."

Seeing this, Dustin Sullivan pressed a hand to his forehead. A profound sense of helplessness and shame washed over him.

He’d never imagined a monster like this could exist, one with such a peculiar Ability.

With his last shred of hope, Dustin Sullivan looked at the only lucid one among them, Seraphina Sullivan, his expression one of utter despair. His voice held an imperceptible tremor.

"Um... did I... just now, was I... was I acting like them?"

He couldn’t bear to imagine himself pulling a stunt like Nicholas Jensen’s. If he had, how would he ever maintain his cool, aloof persona?

Hearing this, the corners of Seraphina Sullivan’s mouth lifted uncontrollably into a meaningful smile.

’She had seen it all perfectly clearly. The usually calm and dependable Dustin Sullivan had been affectionately cradling his longsword, murmuring sappy lines like, "Old pal, I swear I’ll never let you down."’

Seraphina suppressed a laugh and deliberately drew out her words. "Hmm... well... let’s just say everyone had their own special moments."

Dustin Sullivan instantly read everything in Seraphina’s expression and tone.

He took a deep breath.

A rare, suspicious blush crept up his cheeks. He immediately clamped his mouth shut, deciding not to press the issue that would lead to his social ruin.

Fortunately, the Effect of the hallucinogenic dust seemed to be temporary.

A few minutes later, as the dust gradually dissipated, the others began to emerge from their bizarre Illusions.

Sean Chandler shook his head, looking dazed. Eli Bolton and Wanda Lynn stared at each other in bewilderment, completely oblivious as to what had just happened.

When they learned they had been affected by the Night Demon Moth’s scale powder, all three gasped.

"Oh god, we didn’t do anything weird, did we?"

Seraphina said, "Compared to the person who was proclaiming themselves queen to a worm, you guys weren’t strange at all."

"Queen?" Ken Quinn asked.

He was curious. He knew the Night Demon Moth possessed an illusion-creating Ability.

’But the Illusions it created were based on a person’s deepest desires,’ Ken Quinn thought. ’So, the one who wants to be a queen...’

His gaze shifted to Wanda Lynn and Coco Sullivan.

Nicholas Jensen grinned. "Proclaiming themselves queen? Wow, how ridiculous can you get!"

Seraphina Sullivan...

Dustin Sullivan...

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