Inuyama Kotono lay on his stomach at the mouth of the well and looked down, his face expressionless. Half an hour ago, Li Su took her around the layers of blockades and came to the mouth of the open No. 13 water storage well, and since then they have been hiding behind all kinds of equipment to observe the movement. At first, her face was full of fear when she saw the Yaki Snake coming out of the water, then she felt a little unbearable when she saw the Yaki Snake being captured and dismantled, and then she was shocked by the awe-inspiring sound of Gen Zhisheng's arrival, and she almost screamed in surprise when Gen Zhisheng was run over by a helicopter. Ten seconds ago, Yuan Zhisheng, who was covered in white scales, broke free from the wreckage of the plane and killed Wang Jiang in an instant, she no longer knew what expression to put on.

Li Su, who was sitting next to him, was very interested, and believed that he would be happier if he was given another bucket of popcorn.

The sword and gun were blind, and soon only the two brothers were still standing in the red well. It was clear that there were broken limbs and bloodstains all around, and they actually started to talk. The voice of the source child is gentle and immature, just like the sensitive and slender little boy who once lived in the deep mountains, and the voice of the source child has been eroded by the dragon's blood, and the sound is like a rumbling thunder, and the two voices linger and intertwine in this meat grinder-like place, which makes people feel weird.

"Brother, do you really want to know the spirit of my words? You have the 'kingship', so what do I have? Ruri Kazama laughed silently, "Of course I can tell you that there are no secrets between us in the first place. ”

He sang softly, an ancient language that had long been lost, a grammatical structure that was completely unrecognizable, but with an unusual tonal beauty. His chanting is completely different from the arrogance and solemnity of ordinary words, like singing a hypnotic short song. The transparent realm visible to the naked eye expanded rapidly, and Gen Zhisheng was wrapped in it before he had time to dodge. In the depths of the red well, the two were far away from each other, and the pupils of Ruri Kazama were swirling with golden mandala-like patterns, and the same patterns also appeared in Gen Zhisheng's pupils. It is not only the target Yuan Zhisheng who is affected by this spirit of speech, but also the initiator of the spirit of words, Yuan Zhinu.

"What kind of spirit is this?" Qin Nai, who witnessed the whole process, was confused, so he had to ask Li Su beside him.

"Dream tapir." Li Su took out the wine jar he was carrying again, unscrewed the lid and poured it. "This is the spirit of the childish girl."

"Dream tapirs?" Kotono covered her mouth in surprise. Although the Dream Tapir is mysterious, it can still be found in the academy library, after all, the only three words on the information do not help much. But now that she saw this mysterious spirit unleashed in front of her eyes, she realized how superficial the human understanding of dragons was.

"Yes, Dream Tapir. They have fallen into the same dream, their shared nightmare. Come, let's get closer so we can see better. He took her hand and took a step forward to the well, and the Wind King's pupils held them down slowly. The sensors in the water storage well were all scrapped when the helicopter landed, and he was not worried about being discovered by the king general hiding in the shadows. The silent wind sent them to the safe door of the hatch on the wall of the shaft, where the engineers had rushed out to participate in the life-and-death fight a few minutes earlier, and the place was empty.

Knowing that they had entered the safety chamber, there was still dead silence in the well. The two brothers stood quietly like this, neither of them moved a single step, but the silent killing machine had already covered the entire Red Well, and it was a bloodless battle. There is no need to move, and when one side moves, it means that the winner has been decided.

Suddenly, an inaudible change appeared. Yuan Zhisheng's heart, which was as strong as an ancient dragon, suddenly accelerated, beating at three times the speed of ordinary people. This means that he is in danger in the dream, he is fully focused on preparing to meet the enemy, the body in reality is synchronized with the dream, and the next second his heart beats suddenly slowdown, even slower than ordinary people. At this moment, Li Su made a move, and the blood in Yuan Zhisheng's whole body flowed backwards at the same time. Venous blood carrying carbon dioxide, metabolites, and hormones instantly flooded his brain tissue, and as a result, Genjusheng lost consciousness and escaped from the world of dream tapirs. The fainting Gen Zhisheng should have been unable to fall to the ground, but an unknown force supported him, so that he was still standing at the bottom of the well. Li Su is not worried that the source of the dream will disappear, the dream tapir is jointly constructed by both parties, and Ruri Kazama, who is not aware of what is happening, will fill this hole on her own, just like ordinary people can create a world in their minds that does not exist in reality when they dream.

Three seconds later, the blood twisted normally again, but at an extremely low speed, it was able to support the life of Gen Zhisheng, but he couldn't wake up.

Ruri Kazama's eyes were blank, but with a menacing grin on his face, he swung his arms in circles within a few steps like a broken mechanical doll. Suddenly he stopped, the ecstasy on his face turned to disbelief, and he began to run in that little circle, with funny and ridiculous movements.

In the end, he stood still and staggered towards the source of the child who stood silently. The moment he hugged Gen Zhisheng, the strength that supported Yuan Zhisheng disappeared, and the two brothers fell into knee-deep water.

"Brother, don't leave me...... I will never fail to listen to you again......" The original madness turned into a whimper, and the realm that enveloped the two of them vanished. The demon named Ruri Kazama has reverted back to the source of childishness.

At the same time, Gen Zhisheng's body quietly changed. Air and carbon dioxide flowed in an orderly manner in his trachea. His blood began to flow steadily and continuously throughout his body. This is a very thing for an organ with contraction and diastolic at its core, like NASA driving a combine harvester to the moon.

The source of the child wakes up slowly. When he recognized the slender figure in his arms, he subconsciously wanted to reach out and pinch his neck, but the body did not move. Li Su temporarily closed his spinal tube, and he just watched the rest of the matter.

Yuan Zhinu hugged her brother and cried mournfully, but crying didn't change anything. Lights fall from the sky, as if the spotlights on the stage illuminate the embracing actors, while Tchaikovsky's dance "Swan Lake" reverberates in the red well, and the high-powered PA system plays the dance music majestically, as if mourning the slaughter between the brothers.

The lifting platform rumbled down, and the LED lights around the platform lit up, and the colorful lights decorated the humble engineering equipment like a lifting stage. On that glittering stage, there were faint people dancing, dancing the steps of the prince in "Swan Lake".

Yuan Zhinu raised her head and looked at this bizarre scene blankly.

The dancers wore slim-fitting tuxedos with crisp trousers and bright purple shirts, white silk bow ties, and black and white brogues. Surrounded by LED lights, he is so handsome and straight, he is simply a beautiful man with a good demeanor. He stepped on every beat, spinning so briskly that even a ballet superstar would be impressed by the old man's dancing. His dance moves were flawless, the only downside was that the piece was supposed to be sad and desperate, but he danced so proudly that he felt overjoyed. The lifting platform descended to the bottom of the red well, and the old man danced and stepped in a pool of blood, and gently swirled around the source and the child. On the white mask that Yuan Zhinu was extremely familiar with, the smile became more and more kind and moving.

The Yuan Zhinu was so frightened that she almost screamed, but she couldn't make a sound, and Wang Jiang bowed gracefully in front of the Yuan Zhinu, like an actor taking a curtain call to the only audience.

"What a pity! Such a wonderful performance, in the end, you can enjoy the ending alone. Wang Jiang chuckled and said to the young girl, "But you should be honored, because you are the only one who can know this secret." ’’

He slowly took off his mask, revealing the face that had silenced the entire Japanese underworld.

"It's you! It's you! The young girl kept screaming.