Dominate.

The Corridor of Bitter Illusion, the space of nightmares.

The evil purple eyes in the sky watched everything in the space.

Gu Fan is the master of this nightmare space, controlling everything like a "nightmare beast".

Fear, despair, trembling......

Gu Fan could feel the slightest trace of negative emotion.

"I could feel the horror expanding little by little, pain and struggle intertwined."

"That's a delicious spiritual power, but it can become my spiritual food, and increase the ability of the Nightmare Beast's Bitter Illusion Corridor."

People's negative emotions will eventually be swept up in the huge whirlpool in the sky, and then absorbed by the dark purple evil eyes.

Death after death.

Again and again, he was thrown to the ground by carrion monsters.

In the nightmare space, the dead don't know how many times they've died.

They could clearly feel the pain and despair of the monster falling on itself, tearing its body apart with its claws, and pulling out its internal organs.

"Uh-uh!!"

The wriggling flesh buds on the carrion monster continued to grow, turning into slender tentacles, burrowing into the body and crawling, draining the flesh and blood like sucking jelly.

"Don't come here!!"

"Ahhhh

Deadpool No. 46 finally couldn't stand such torture and pulled the fuse to burst the explosives on his body.

The flames soared into the sky, and the waves of fire covered those monsters, and the smell of burning filled the mouth and nose, and hundreds of carrion corpses died.

But it makes no sense.

The monster carrion quickly filled the gap, and continued to roar and run away to the crowd.

"Don't be afraid!!"

"Don't be afraid!!"

"Aim at their heads and keep an eye on their surroundings."

Le Zhiqi kept pointing out mistakes, glanced at the No. 13 dead soldier who was about to be knocked down, and shouted: "In close combat, your fists and daggers are more useful than firearms." ”

The dead were gathered in a circle.

After more than 10 deaths, firearms and weapons are almost all familiar with the use.

Human beings are on the verge of danger and death, and they can best stimulate the potential of their bodies, and in order not to be surrounded and eaten by those carrion corpses again, they must make changes and become stronger in battle.

"I can't stand it anymore!!"

"I don't want to die anymore, I don't want to be tortured anymore, ahhhhh

Dead man No. 39 held a machine gun, and the monsters in front of him were swept into pulp, but his tense spirit was broken at this moment.

He didn't want to fight anymore.

He didn't want to continue to suffer.

He didn't want to die again and again, facing those hideous and terrifying monsters again and again.

Eventually, Dead Man 39 dropped his machine gun and ran into the fog screaming, followed by the cacophony of flesh rubbing.

It seems, another crazy one.

The dead soldiers, one after another, had a mental breakdown.

Although they have the determination to see death as home, but when they are really facing the great horror, who can keep calm? ?

"Think about it, your loved ones."

"Think about it, your love."

"If you fall here and can't hold on, maybe they're going to die."

Above the heavenly dome, the mighty energy poured like light, and the evil phantom pupil seeped into the deepest part of consciousness.

The deepest softness in the hearts of the dead has been touched.

Flames covered the human city, and the gates of the base had been smashed open by the advanced xenomorphs, and countless monsters roared and rushed through the doors.

Girl 01, she saw her parents being pounced on by the monster, and the filthy pitch-black claws cut off the necks of her parents and shredded their internal organs.

Father 02, he saw his lovely daughter, slumped on the ground and was too frightened to move, a huge foot ran over it, trampling it into a pulp.

Husband No. 03, he saw his wife being raised by the xenomorph with one hand, and the huge mouth of the blood basin slowly fell, and he gnawed and bit off half of his head.

No.

No, no, no, no......

The softest place in people's hearts is also the driving force for them to become strong.

The faith in my heart cannot collapse, for the sake of those most important people, even if I die 100 times, 1,000 times, 10,000 times, I have to support it.

Growl.

They regained their weapons, their eyes red, and continued to fight the carrion.

The number of people is constantly decreasing, but the people who remain are getting stronger and stronger, resisting the invasion of monsters again and again.

Le Zhiqi nodded repeatedly on the side.

Those who were able to make it to the end were remarkable.

She signaled the purple pupils in the sky, and the monsters in front of the dead vanished.

They fluttered like petals, and finally shattered into a large powder mist, disappearing into a hazy mist.

Is it over......

The dead fell to their knees.

Is this test training finally over?

"Alright, my basic training is complete."

Le Zhiqi stretched her waist, looking a little tired, while doing the demonstration movements, while correcting the movements of all the dead soldiers, she was really a little tired.

But......

The boss must be more tired.

He simulated the entire battlefield, penetrated into everyone's psyche, and controlled everything and everything, which was simply a divine means.

"Ahem."

Le Zhiqi cleared her throat and continued: "You have preliminarily mastered the combat methods and the use of weapons, and then let Instructor Wu Ze train you." ”

What the?

What's next?

The dead looked desperate as they looked at the other man who came out of the mist.

Wu Ze!!

He was the second instructor in charge of teaching the dead combat.

"I'm instructor Wu Ze."

"You guys just did a good job, but in terms of the level of fighting, it's a piece of."

Wu Ze was cautious and serious, and his words were unceremoniously: "Holding a weapon, indiscriminately venting bullets, the battle is a mess, some enemies can solve it with one bullet, but waste hundreds of bullets and break into rotten meat." ”

"Next, I'm going to teach you teamwork!"

Teamwork.

The power of one person is limited, but a team is completely different.

If you can build a defensive circle, weave a fire blockade net, make up for each other's shortcomings, and fill the void left by that teammate.

The power of people coming together is definitely not as simple as 1+1.

Wu Ze began to teach.

He was not in a hurry like Le Zhiqi, but carefully explained how to cooperate and how to reasonably allocate resources to fill the gaps......

After explaining for about half an hour, Wu Ze clapped his hands: "Okay, you can't remember if you talk too much, let's feel it for yourself in actual combat." ”

Feel it for yourself.

The tide of carrion monsters is here again!!

The expressions of the dead soldiers turned to despair, and it seemed that their torment, hellish training, had only just begun.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

…………

In the nightmare, the speed of time is completely different from the reality of the outside world.

Gu Fan controlled all of this, and maintained the [Bitter Illusion Corridor] for a whole week, and finally his consciousness began to blur a little.

"Almost, it's going to be the limit."

"Kill them one more time, and you'll return to the real world."