PS: Trembling.

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What is the most powerful place about the grotesque?

It's not weird and gratuitous rules, it's not its immortal nature, but it's the pollution and erosion property that has evolved to the extreme.

Likeness to God!

Confronting God is corrupted by the concept of God. And if it is contaminated by the power of the grotesque, it will also be polluted by erosion.

The most powerful king of the grotesque can even erode the surrounding time and space, erode all basic materials, and transform them into corresponding areas or substances that suit themselves.

Therefore, it makes sense to say that the king of the grotesque is similar to a god.

It's just that the gods seem to live only in legends, and the king of the grotesques is a twisted god who walks on the earth.

Whether God exists or not, Wu Hao does not have a definite answer in the grotesque game.

But the king of the grotesque is definitely there.

The King of the Grotesque generally stays in one area, and over time, that area will evolve into an area that meets the needs of the King of the Grotesque, which is the most perfect nest.

For example, Wu Hao, the deep valley where he once lived has turned into a place of extreme yin, which is very suitable for his living conditions.

Now, however, the most grotesque thing is that the erosion of pollution has disappeared without a trace.

Without this ability, the power of the ghost fog will decline in a straight line.

Only the ghosts hit the wall, devouring, and the spirits, and the contained door character literacy power, Tai character literacy power, and other parts can still work.

"Strangely, it's not this human being who can compete with the polluting properties. It's that this piece of the world doesn't allow it. The polluting properties derived from the power of the grotesque are gone. ”

"It's more rigorous than the world of human scalp paper. Why exactly? How different is the world? Different rules? Or is there any fundamental difference? ”

Wu Hao had noticed before that the ghosts in the human scalp paper world did not have erosive and polluting properties. After projecting it by itself, the ghost fog is also much weaker than suppressed, and the pollution characteristics are greatly weakened.

In the world of gods and strange names, this characteristic disappears directly.

Previously, he had speculated that the weakening of the suppression of the tainted properties was likely related to runes. After all, there are no runes in the human scalp paper world, and it can be said that the grotesque power born from runes has weakened. But now in the world of god names and strange words, this characteristic has disappeared directly, which makes him doubt this speculation.

Probably not because of the runes!

The runes are most likely only part of the trigger.

Looking at the man who was constantly staggering and crawling in the dark, but was spinning in place under the interference of the ghost fog, Wu Hao's heart had more and more doubts.

Time passed slowly, maybe three hours, maybe ten hours.

Suddenly, Wu Hao felt that the oppressive aura that permeated the surroundings had completely dissipated.

Night is coming again!

And that man suddenly became illusory, and his entire body collapsed little by little under Wu Hao's gaze, and finally disappeared completely.

"This ....."

He didn't notice the man's disappearance at all.

It's very quirky.

Not a trace was left.

"Interesting!"

"Sure enough, this is still the weird dream world, not the world of strange words. What is the relationship between the two? ”

"During the day, it is a strange myth, and at night it is a dream world......"

"At night, dreams ......"

Wu Hao suddenly thought thoughtfully.

Perhaps, everything you just saw is fake. That town, that man, everything is just a reflection of this dream world to the world of gods and strange words.

Some of the situations there have been mapped here.

Or is this dream world the other side of that world?

Pushing the coffin open, Wu Hao walked out.

In the sky, huge eyes still hung in the void, and red light sprinkled all around.

The pavilions and pavilions, and the carved railings of the water pavilion have all been turned into tombs again.

The scene I saw before is re-revealed.

"Sure enough!"

"Everything is just a fantasy, a dream."

"If you say so......"

Wu Hao suddenly closed his eyes, and communicated in his mind about the candle anchoring himself, and in an instant, the light of the candle that was faintly visible in his mind gradually became clear, spreading from his mind all over his body.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the altar.

The body was still in the same state where it had lit a candle and entered the dream world, motionless and unchanged.

Looking at the time, it was only a few seconds.

It seems that the time spent in the dream world before was just vain.

It's fake!

The two worlds don't have the same speed of time?

Still is......

He groaned for a moment

Wu Hao took out all the other eleven candles.

Circle around the altar, inscribe all the candles with your name, and light them all.

The blazing light, like a lighthouse, illuminates everything.

Wu Hao's figure disappeared in an instant, but not even a second passed, and his figure appeared in an instant.

I saw that at this moment, his ghost body was a little dissolved, and the power of the primordial hour, which was still full of cracks, on his forehead, was almost ragged this time.

The death of the injury, which had just been alleviated by absorbing the needle, was further aggravated.

In less than a second, what happened to him?

"No loss, no loss!"

"Although I didn't expect that at the last moment, there was still such a danger. But it's all worth it. ”

Wu Hao smiled miserably

Slowly raising the ghost claw, in the ghost mist-filled claw, a black, crystal-like eye appeared in it.

Eye of the Gods!

It's still a left eye!

Although there is only one, its effect is almost completely beyond Wu Hao's imagination.

Incredible!

Stretching out his hand, this time Wu Hao actually put away the candle and the altar together.

Along with the left eye of the god, it was placed in the pet space.

There are less than three days to go, and the Spring Festival is coming. He was going to find a safe place to hide first, and then check the harvest this time.

Finally, wait for the 110th anniversary.

The small town of Priest is too dangerous. Although he had gained the left eye of the gods, the strange dream world, the deep-seated problems in this town, were still the tip of the iceberg, and only a small part of the problems were exposed.

Especially in the process of obtaining the left eye of the god, the terrifying things that Wu Hao encountered at the last moment made him never want to stay here again.

The longer it stays, the more likely it is that the great horror and the weird and ominous will happen. Even if he is grotesque, he can't avoid it.

For the sake of his own life, leave quickly.

When it comes to the events of God, there must be a lot of terrifying beings staring here. In the face of these existences, his grotesque immortal characteristics may not work.

So, from the heart, to the strategic shift!

"Let's go to Brussels."

"As a famous city, the main city of mankind, the Nightmare King should be extremely safe at this time before he appears."

No longer hesitating, Wu Hao instantly broke through the surrounding fog and left Priest Town completely.

Behind him, the black fog of the town grew thicker and thicker. Faintly, it seems that something is about to wake up.

All the weirdness, all the darkness, all the ominous, seems to be the root, seems to be the origin, seems to be the end.

Priest Town, one day, Wu Hao will come here again and completely solve all the puzzles contained here.

It won't be too long.

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