Faced with this incomprehensible situation, Tang Juyi finally believed what Mo Qianqiu said, but he was even more confused because of this:

"Since it's an existence of this level, why did you let me meet it? With my current strength, wouldn't I have no chance of surviving it? ”

Hearing this, Mo Qianqiu stared at the black filth for a while, and seemed to have an answer:

"First of all, thankfully, this is not what I call a being, but an offspring of that being. At the same time, it is only a stone carving carved by some people to use as a reference for faith. In other words, what you encounter is nothing more than a projection of the world, and an infinitely weakened projection that descends on the stone carving. ”

Tang Juyi probably understood what Mo Qianqiu meant:

"You're saying that if this thing comes, I won't have a chance to talk to you here, right?"

Mo Qianqiu nodded approvingly:

"What's more, if it's the deity coming, even if it's just [?] With my current state, we can all die 10,000 times. You see, even though I have now protected your consciousness with my dreams, it is still eating away at you. ”

Tang Juyi followed what Mo Qianqiu was pointing at, and sure enough, he found that the black filth was twisting little by little, and those tentacles also moved slightly, but very slowly, so it was difficult to detect.

"Do you have a solution?"

Tang Juyi looked at Mo Qianqiu, waiting for him to say something to deal with.

However, Mo Qianqiu's answer was very crisp and neat:

"Nope."

Tang Juyi was stupid:

"None? You mean, you dragged me into my dreams just to say goodbye to me on my deathbed so that I could account for the aftermath? ”

Mo Qianqiu's expression didn't seem to be joking:

"As things stand, what you said is very correct. All I can do at the moment is make your deep consciousness encroach more slowly, but I can't repel them. It's not my power to come up with a countermeasure, it's your own responsibility. ”

Hearing this, Tang Juyi immediately questioned:

"Me? Antagonism? You jumped out and told me that this thing could kill me 10,000 times with its toes, and then let me figure out what to do? Can I still guess with it to determine the winner? ”

Mo Qianqiu didn't react to Tang Juyi's complaints, but just looked at the tentacles that were moving more and more quickly:

"You're running out of time."

Tang Juyi swallowed back the dirty words he wanted to say, because he knew very well that he had no extra time to waste.

If, according to Mo Qianqiu, when his deep consciousness is occupied by this tentacle, then he is likely to go crazy directly and become a walking corpse who has lost his own reason.

"What can I do against it? All of my special abilities have been banned, and I'm playing the role of a sharpshooter with psychic abilities...... How could there be a way to fight against such a god who directly invaded the spirit? ”

Tang Juyi thought quickly, and the speed of the tentacles in front of him was struggling faster and faster, and the range of movement was becoming more and more obvious, much faster than before, which obviously meant that the erosion speed was growing rapidly.

"Could it be that I made a mistake and shouldn't have come to this place alone? No, no, even with the addition of a prophet like Amir, there would be no chance of victory in the face of such a being...... What could be the problem? ”

The tentacles gradually poked out of the black filthy mire, clinging to the ground and extending, gradually coming towards Tang Juyi.

Mo Qianqiu stood aside, also with a grim expression:

"I don't really want to interrupt your train of thought, but I can't hold it out for long."

Tang Juyi still lowered his head, as if he was pondering.

The speed at which the tentacles spread a few points faster, and even invaded in front of Tang Juyi, and it was only less than half a meter away from touching Tang Juyi's body.

At this time, Tang Juyi suddenly asked out loud:

"According to your estimates, which one is stronger than the strength of a demon in front of me?"

Mo Qianqiu's gaze withdrew from the tentacles, a little puzzled:

"Demons? Do you mean those creatures from hell? The range of their strength is quite large, there are low-level demons, there are high-level demons, and there are even higher-level—"

Tang Juyi interrupted Mo Qianqiu's words:

"Take the lowest one!"

Mo Qianqiu pondered slightly:

"Words of the Lower Demons...... It should be slightly stronger than this projection. After all, this is not a projection of the incarnation of flesh and blood, but a projection of the arrival of a stone carving, which has been greatly weakened. ”

When Tang Juyi heard this, his face was much calmer:

"A little stronger? That's enough. ”

Subsequently, without waiting for Mo Qianqiu to ask, Tang Juyi said directly:

"Give up the resistance and let my consciousness return to my body."

Mo Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, and then frowned:

"Why? As soon as your consciousness returns to your body, you will encounter the real stone sculptures, and the erosion rate will be far more violent at that time than now, and you will hardly have a chance to resist! ”

Tang Juyi's voice sounded calm:

"So, will I have a moment of sobriety? Even if it's just a brief moment? ”

Mo Qianqiu's sparkling eyes were filled with deep worry:

"Perhaps, but in a flash...... That evil will keep shattering your mind and grinding down your mind. Originally, your consciousness was almost crushed into powder, but I acted fast enough to reunite your consciousness. ”

Tang Juyi only nodded at Mo Qianqiu's words, but he didn't plan to change his decision:

"I see...... In that case, let's let it wear it out again. I only need a second, no, half a second is enough. ”

Mo Qianqiu stared at Tang Juyi:

"Are you sure? It seems to me that your odds of survival are approaching zero indefinitely. ”

Tang Juyi looked at Mo Qianqiu and grinned:

"Give me a little more confidence. Anyway, we're both in the same boat, aren't we? ”

Mo Qianqiu looked at Tang Juyi, and then at the tentacles that had begun to cling to Tang Juyi's body, and finally sighed:

"Hope you're right."

Subsequently, the dream fortress created by Mo Qianqiu completely collapsed, and the consciousness that Tang Juyi was protected from it also returned to his body in an instant, but it also came into contact with the twisted, chaotic, and evil emanating from the stone carving, and immediately trembled violently, almost collapsing directly.

That is, taking advantage of the time when he had just returned to his body and his consciousness could barely maintain a trace of lucidity, Tang Juyi controlled his arm and reached into his pocket and threw out a small thing.

At the same time, the whispers in his mind continued, almost drowning Tang Juyi's reason, and the terrifying darkness from the stone carvings on the rock wall entered Tang Juyi's body and spirit with an irresistible momentum, eroding in all directions, as if dragging his consciousness into the abyss of destruction.

However, Tang Juyi's last action had already been made - he took out a small dice and threw it on the ground in front of him.

"Destiny dice...... Who is the object of the game...... Choose...... I ...... myself."