Zhang Heng subconsciously stretched out his hand to his waist, but he felt empty, and then he remembered that the [Tibetan Sheath] was not brought by himself this time.

In fact, not only the hidden sheath, but also the travel bag where he put the props before was not by his side, he walked here almost empty-handed, even if the fire was about to burn to his bedroom at that time, it was almost impossible to make such a low-level mistake with his calmness, plus the starfish watch that had been on his wrist was now gone, Zhang Heng had already realized that he was probably in a dream at this time.

Nyara Totipe had warned him that the amulet given to him by Chronos was gradually becoming invalid, and he had begun to reconnect with the owner of the city under the ice, and in his previous dreams and subconscious, Zhang Heng had seen those half-human, half-fish and frog monsters, and had seen the huge palace and the huge black shadow in the palace.

If the seaside town shrouded in haze represents the past, and the huge black shadow imprisoned in the palace means the present, then the scene Zhang Heng saw this time is undoubtedly the future.

The whole of Greenland was engulfed in flames, and the inhabitants of Greenland were completely in a state of madness, grabbing all the weapons they could muster, turning their guns on their neighbors, friends, and even relatives without hesitation, and welcoming the figure on the throne with killing and death.

Zhang Heng looked at his other self for a moment, and then his body started again, turned around, and rushed to a grocery store on the left-hand side.

Zhang Heng took off his shirt and wrapped his elbow as he ran, then smashed open the window of the grocery store with his elbow, jumped in, took out a fire axe and a shotgun hanging on the wall behind the counter, and grabbed two boxes of ammunition and a skinning knife from the counter.

When he walked out of the grocery store, he saw a group of fanatics rushing out of a nearby building and surrounding him.

Zhang Heng's expression did not change at all, although the number of fanatical believers in front of him was more than that he had encountered in the art museum before, but judging from their dress, they should have only been residents of the island not long ago, and their combat effectiveness was naturally limited.

Zhang Heng grabbed the fire axe in one hand and the shotgun in the other, he did not rush directly into the crowd, but used the advantages of the surrounding buildings and movement speed to start a guerrilla fight with the enemy in front of him, and at the same time, in the process of fighting, he was constantly approaching the figure on the throne.

The latter has not made any movement until now, but he still maintains his previous posture, and even his eyes have been removed from Zhang Heng's body and looked farther away.

Although Greenland is not a small island, but the number of humans living on it is not very large, and this vast and sparsely populated land obviously cannot satisfy his appetite, especially since he has just escaped from the sub-ice city, and has changed into a new body, longing for more power, and at this moment his eyes have crossed the vast sea to the nearest American continent.

On the other hand, Zhang Heng had unconsciously thrown off those fanatical believers for a considerable distance, and he didn't intend to entangle with these guys who had completely lost their minds, because obviously only by solving the guy on the pile of corpses could he really end all this.

If it were in reality, Zhang Heng might choose a more cautious way of fighting, first figuring out what the other party is capable of, but since he knows that he is just dreaming now, Zhang Heng will also regard this battle as a rehearsal in advance, and the most important thing is to collect more information and further understand the opponent, because if nothing else, he and the owner of the city under the ice will definitely have a battle in the future, and either you die or I die.

Zhang Heng jumped from the roof of a café, at this moment he was less than twenty meters away from the hill where the corpse was tired, this twenty meters was just a blink of an eye for him, his left foot had already stepped on the back of a corpse, and at the same time, he picked up the shotgun in his hand again.

In the chamber of the gun, the bullets have already been filled. Just wait for him to pull the trigger, and he will shoot at the figure at the top of the pile.

But the next moment, Zhang Heng suddenly found that his body couldn't move.

It felt like someone had pressed the pause button.

However, only his body stopped in the whole picture, the flames on the side continued to burn, and the fanatics behind him were also chasing after him while dancing wildly.

Then Zhang Heng felt that all the blood in his body was boiling!

It's not a metaphor, it's that his blood is really boiling.

Like boiling water, burning every vein of his veins, Zhang Heng had inhaled a large dose of radiation in the Chernobyl copy, but even in the sterile ward, when his condition deteriorated to the worst, it was not as painful as it is now, and even sinking his perception into the subconscious no longer worked.

The green tendons in Zhang Heng's whole body exploded, but he couldn't even move a little thumb.

What made people feel even more desperate was that during this period, the figure on the pile of corpses did not even look at him with his eyes, until his body fell from the air, and the shotgun also fell heavily to the ground, and the other person on the pile of corpses did he take his eyes back from the west.

But he still didn't say anything.

Then he stepped away and stepped on a dead corpse and walked towards Zhang Heng, just as he stretched out his hand and was about to insert it into Zhang Heng's chest, his movements were sudden, his brows furrowed, this was also the first time that his face showed an expression, and he looked a little stiff.

After a pause, he finally gave up halfway through the action, straightened up again, and looked at Zhang Heng lying on the ground expressionlessly, as if he was looking at a lamb that had been sent to the slaughterhouse.

It wasn't until he turned around to leave that Zhang Heng felt that he could finally breathe again, and there were no burning flames and dense corpses around him.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed in the hotel bedroom, and the sheets were already soaked with sweat.

Is it really a nightmare, Zhang Heng glanced at his right hand, and the starfish watch finally returned to his wrist, but when he saw the time on it, Zhang Heng was stunned.

00:35。

Obviously, it didn't feel like much time had passed, but he slept for more than ten hours this time, and the starfish had unconsciously walked a circle, in other words, he had now come to his own static world, and this was probably why another thing in the dream he would suddenly stop and turn away.

However, what made Zhang Heng care was that unlike before, the time on the watch was not exactly stuck at zero o'clock, in other words, his previous nightmare did not end immediately after he entered the static world, and it was actually extended back for another thirty minutes!