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The sun is getting lower and lower, and purple clouds appear in the sky, and twilight slowly spreads. Gordon and Atay ran for a long time, and a large thorn bush appeared in front of them, and the dense spiky branches stretched out into the air like thin ghost claws. Near the thorn bushes, a large number of child slaves sat scattered, apparently resting, and there were hundreds of them.

"Don't worry!" Gordon grabbed Atai, untied the water bag as quickly as possible, drank most of it, and poured the rest into Atai's mouth.

"Someone is coming again!" The child slaves stood up a dozen or so, tall and strong, all with knives, and quickly surrounded them.

Gordon threw the empty water bladder to the ground, the scimitar across his chest.

A teenager with a scar on his face shouted angrily, "Damn, these two bastards drank all the water!" ”

Gordon said unhurriedly: "So there's no reason to fight to the death." Save your strength and deal with the beasts of the desert together. ”

"How old are you, and you deserve to fight with Lao Tzu?" The scarred boy rushed up with a knife, and Atai stepped in front of Gordon, trying to stop him. But Gordon scurried faster, and with a single pick of the knife, he slashed the wrist of the scarred boy, and the opponent's scimitar fell to the ground.

In just a few seconds, the scarred boy's wrist swollen and black blood oozed out. He was stunned: "There is a knife, there is a ......" Before he finished speaking, he fell headlong.

Gordon smiled at the group: "My knife is poisonous, and I will die when I see blood." I don't mean to provoke you, but the people who have survived until now are smart people, and smart people don't do things that are not beneficial, right? ”

Everyone looked at each other, and Gordon and Atai took the opportunity to escape. Gordon walked around the neighborhood a few times, repeatedly observing the terrain. He saw the carcass of a camel lying on the east side of the thorn bush, the flesh and blood were gone, and most of the internal organs had been gnawed off, leaving only Bai Sensen's bones.

This is the camel that the blood hell will leave behind, maybe a hint? Gordon groaned and decided to spend the night.

He looked at the crowd in the distance: the child slaves were either listless or fierce. The childish faces are like distorted masks, sometimes covered by the heavy twilight, sometimes resurfaced, and reflected by the sunset scarlet as blood.

While no one was looking, Gordon swung his knife to split the thorns and go deep into the thorn bushes.

"Brother, let me come." Atai struggled to pull up the thick thorns and scrambled to open the way. Sharp thorns brushed them from time to time, scratching blood marks on their bare arms and legs, but neither of them snorted, as if they didn't realize it.

Gordon stopped in a hollow surrounded by thorns, and had Atay break many thorns and pile them all around, forming a dense wall.

"Brother, you're so smart." Atay gave a thumbs up, they were now firmly protected by thorns, enough to withstand the beast's attack.

So you're cannon fodder. Gordon looked at the sky and said, "Let's start digging a hole." ”

Atai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "In case of death, there will be no one to dig a grave for us to bury, so we must prepare first." Brother, you even thought of this! ”

Gordon's body stiffened again, and he squeezed out a smile, "I'm not ready to die, Atai." We're digging bunkers. ”

Together, they dug a narrow pit just enough for them to jump into, and covered it with thorns. In this way, it is difficult for them to be visible to outsiders.

"What we can do has been done." Gordon crouched in the pit and looked into the distance.

On the lonely horizon, the ochre-red sunset slowly sinks, the afterglow is so brilliant that it seems to be burning, and the twilight is a miserable firework.

It's Gordon's favorite moment, and the desert sunset is full of tragic beauty.

"Fade in splendor. Brilliant in the vanishing. Gordon remembered the last words of the founder of the Cobra family, the diamond-level assassin Cobra, and this was the first half of the sentence.

The second half of the sentence reads: "This is the life of an Assassin." ”

It gets dark down.

There were only a few stars in the night, the light dimmed, and large sand dunes were shrouded in shadow. Some of the child slaves walked around anxiously, shouting loudly to strengthen their courage.

After a long time, there was still silence all around. Many child slaves could not bear the exhaustion and fell asleep. Suddenly, a group of giant blue scorpions silently poured out of the ground, and the scorpion tail overturned the child slaves and sent them into their mouths. The child slaves screamed and scurried, and some slashed and killed, and slime and blood splattered everywhere.

"These scorpions have human faces!" Atai exclaimed, and when the giant scorpion was slashed with a knife, there was a baby's cry.

Gordon covered his mouth, yelling at such times was tantamount to death.

Half an hour later, the giant scorpions retreated, leaving behind the remains of severed limbs.

The thick bloody aura wafted through the Gobi, attracting more beasts. Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, a rock fox burst out from behind the sandstone, biting off the throat of a young girl, dragging the corpse into the darkness. Another child slave was swept up in a tentacle full of suction cups and disappeared without a trace.

From time to time, people were killed, and the people became more and more panicked, some hid in the depths of the thorns, and some fled into the distance. In the night sky, a plesio-necked bat swoops down, its fangs picking up a running teenager and sweeping it into the sky.

It took a long time for the chaos to subside. The surviving child slaves gasped for breath, trembling their hands and feet, and looked around with frightened eyes.

It was darker, and at some point, the stars in the sky disappeared. There was not a trace of light on all sides, and the thick darkness covered the Gobi like a huge clutch, overwhelming people.

Gordon had never seen such a dark night, and it was desperately dark. The night wind blew, and he suddenly felt his hairs stand on end and his head swelled. A cold breath swept through the wind, as if something was crawling.

He was engrossed, but couldn't see anything.

"I'm going to die! Hahaha! We're all going to die! "One child suddenly had a nervous breakdown and burst into hysterical laughter.

Laughing and laughing, he suddenly collapsed, like a crowing rooster breaking his neck.

Gordon felt his head swell and ache, and he heard the child slave screaming in horror, and the cry was interrupted and sounded.

"The monster is coming, the monster with a nose that emits black smoke!" A young man jumped to his feet and swung his sword wildly, as if he was trying his best to fight the monster.

But Gordon didn't see anything, his brain seemed to be stimulated, and the coagulated spiritual power suddenly rioted, stirring his head painfully. He couldn't help but hold his head, and the scimitar fell from his palm.

He heard Atai cry out, "Adu, is that you?" Adu, don't die! ”

He heard the names of all kinds of monsters in the mouths of the people: "Evil dragon, a fire-breathing dragon in the sky!" "Hell, how can there be zombies here? Help me! ”

He also heard that the child slaves were "plopping down" and falling, as if they were infected with a terrible plague.

Why does everyone see things differently? Why can't I see it? Gordon desperately thought, I want to see! He's got a headache to death, I have to see it! His head was about to explode.

"Bang!" His stubborn spiritual power, which was harder than a stone, exploded a small opening, and several spiritual fragments burst out and melted into his mind. Gordon's whole person was suddenly shocked, and he crashed into a nightmarish cold.

He "saw" it!

That's a very weird thing!

Like a translucent jellyfish, it was green all over, and it was poking out of the deep and boundless darkness with lustrous tentacles, floating among the child slaves.

Gordon had seen its colorful illustrations in the book "Capricorn Domain Anti-Life Research" - Hook the Fear of Spirits!

It's an anti-life that only exists in the world!

The so-called anti-life is actually a strange existence as opposed to life, and the most familiar anti-life is a ghost.

If the world of real life is called the "surface world", then the world where all kinds of anti-life are located is the "inner world". In the surface world, the spirit is attached to **, and life is presented in a material state; The world is just the opposite, ** attached to the spirit, and the anti-life is presented in a state of consciousness.

The two worlds belong to different levels and are independent of each other, and only some subtle boundary gaps exist at the junction. In the surface world, only cultivators of psychic skills can use the mysterious spiritual seed, the spirit seed, to cross the gap in the realm and enter the inner world to hunt for anti-life. In the inner world, only very weak anti-life beings can sneak into the cracks, enter the surface world, and make stories like the haunted house.

The Dreadnoid is a weak anti-life. "Capricorn Domain Anti-Life Research" describes it as follows: "Hook fear spirits, black lead level anti-life, like to hunt souls, good at taking advantage of the inner weakness of prey, and changing various illusions. Once the prey develops a strong fear of the illusion, it will be devoured by the dreadful. ”

Gordon suddenly realized that there were no monsters or dragons at all, and they were all hallucinations of child slaves.

The real culprit is the Trap Spirit.

In other words, as long as there is no fear of illusions, the dreadnought spirit is not lethal. And sooner or later, the Temptation Spirit will leave, and neither humans nor anti-life can stay in the other world's world for too long.

But Gordon still wondered why the Trap didn't give him a vision. Why could he see the Charmer?

Normally, only cultivators with spirit seeds can see anti-life, and this ability is a special kind of perception called "inspiration". Why do you get inspired?

A qiē must be related to one's own special spiritual power. Gao Dengjue, since his spiritual power exploded a few fragments, his head no longer hurts. At the same time, the physical body became lighter, and the mental power and the physical body became slightly more harmonious.

Luckily, he had inspiration! In addition to seeing anti-life, inspiration can also glimpse many strange things that are difficult to see with the naked eye.

Gordon looked at the cannon fodder beside him again, and Atai actually picked up the scimitar, held it across his neck, and called Adu's name in pain. Gordon reached out to grab the knife, but he couldn't grab it, he kicked Atai down the yin, and the scimitar "clanged" to the ground.

Gordon slapped Atai more than ten times in a row before he sobered the other party.

Atai looked at Gordon in a daze, and then asked for a while, "Brother, what did you give birth to?" ”

"You're having nightmares."

"It turned out to be a dream! I dreamed of Adu, if I could go faster and meet you sooner, Adu wouldn't have died. ”

Gordon shook his numb hand and thought to himself, then you will both die, at my hands.

Ah Tai suddenly frowned, bent down to cover his crotch, and said to himself in confusion: "Why does it hurt so much here?" ”

Gordon calmly replied, "Maybe you're nurturing." ”

"Dreaming can also be nurtured?"

"It's like a dream."

"Oh, brother, you are so learned!"

"Well, so read more books."

It didn't take long for the dreadbook to disappear. The darkness slowly receded like a tide, and the cold starlight fell from the sky, illuminating the faint outline of the sand dunes.

There are still dozens of child slaves alive, panting and sweating, who have just fought a fantastical monster.

A burly boy slumped to the ground, and said with palpitations: "I can finally take a rest." ”

As soon as the words fell, there were bursts of screams in the distance, and the black shadows of the buildings rushed here with a little green light.