This weapon given to him by the Star Saint on the simulated battlefield is really a strange thing, and he actually chased it to the dream world?

Not sure how it does it though. But it came at the right time.

A weapon that is too low-class, such as a baseball bat, a brick, makes no sense in this scenario; A weapon that is too high in class, and in the current state where one's mental power is limited, he can't use it freely.

Second-order weapons, no more, no less, just right for the current scene.

Mu Yang pulled out the sword law and stabbed it into the flesh membrane on the top of his head. Cut the meat like tofu, and soon poke a hole in the top of the head.

Countless pieces of plasma fell from the hole above. Mu Yang pulled the lamb and flexibly hid to the side, without any splashing water.

When the plasma was exhausted, Mu Yang held back his nausea, grabbed the tip of the hanging flesh membrane, and crawled out of the blood-red Yongdao wall little by little. The lamb behind him jumped on his back, grabbed him with his hands and feet.

Her weight was light, almost nothing, and soon the two of them were standing above the corridor.

Compared to the cramped and claustrophobic space in the corridor, the world around it suddenly opened up, but it was still blood-red. Countless huge organ-like objects hanging down on both sides stretched and shrank quietly, like living creatures. Countless blood vessels and thick tunnels crisscross this enclosed space, and unknown liquids flow through it.

These scenes further deepened Mu Yang's speculation: what kind of creature is this dream in, and eighty percent of it is human.

"Now, what are we going to do? Where to go to kill Nightmares? Mu Yang patted the mucus and stain on his hands and asked.

"I don't know." Little Lori said with annoyance, "Nightmares exist in a variety of forms, and anything in a dream can be a nightmare...... Perhaps, the body we are living in now is itself a nightmare. ”

Mu Yang casually pierced a huge blood bubble beside him with his sword, and in an instant, the blood plasma was everywhere, splashing Mu Yang and the little sheep who were caught off guard.

"Is it like this, do you want to kill all the organs here little by little?"

The lamb ignored him, instead angrily slapping the slime on his body.

Mu Yang glanced above his head, and between the criss-crossed blood vessels, countless pale yellow and white intestine-like objects gathered together. If you get closer, you can smell a stench 100 times stronger than that of a public toilet. From time to time, small semi-solidified particles fall from the sky.

Mu Yang speculated: "The approximate location we are in now is near the small intestine and ureters, and further up, we will come to the large intestine, stomach, and even the liver. ”

"What a large intestine and a small intestine." The lamb is still angry about what happened just now, "I don't have so many disgusting things in my stomach!" ”

Mu Yang sighed. He had planned to discuss with the lamb what to do next, but it seemed that he had thought too much about it. Although the other party knows more than himself, he is still a little hairy child in essence.

Since you can't find the nightmare, try to walk all the way up until you find the throat part, and try to get out of the dream through there.

Mu Yang followed the blood vessels in the upward direction, while carefully avoiding the densely wound intestine-like objects. The lamb followed closely behind him, for fear of being left alone in this hellish place.

Grunt, grunt, grunt......

As the two of them advanced, a voice continued to respond in the distance.

Grunt, grunt, grunt......

With each step, the sound grew louder and louder, as if the source of the sound was getting closer and closer.

Grunt, grunt, grunt......

Mu Yang frowned: The person who made this voice should be extremely large, could it be some kind of strange beast?

The grunt has grown louder and louder, and the inaudible has gradually turned into noise. It was like an unimaginably large millstone, slowly wriggling above his and the lamb's heads.

After about an hour of walking, Mu Yang raised his head, and finally, he saw the source of the voice:

Three hundred meters above him, a transparent film about the size of a whale hung in mid-air, which looked like an inflated banana, with the upper and lower ends closed. The color is translucent, with a hint of yellow blood and an unhealthy dark red.

Inside the membrane, countless thick brownish-yellow liquids slowly wriggled like a man-made pulpy lake, like dog-.

It was with each movement of their movements, the friction between them and the transparent membrane, resulting in a purring-like sound.

"Oh my God!" The lamb covered his mouth half excitedly and half in fear, "What's that!?" ”

Mu Yang was helpless: "It's the stomach." It's time for you to catch up on your biology lessons, my eldest miss. ”

When the lamb is not happy, he will pout. Now, she pouted again: "I don't know, I want you to take care of it!" ”

Mu Yang looked at the huge stomach that looked like a whale on his head and fell into deep thought.

According to the position of these organs, it means that there is nothing wrong with the path you are taking. As long as you continue to walk upward, you will soon be able to touch the liver, heart, lungs, trachea, and even the mouthpiece, and get out of this nightmare.

It's just, is this dream really that simple?

The lamb beside him kept shouting for Mu Yang to poke the giant stomach with his sword to see what would happen. Mu Yang rubbed her little head with a headache, motioned for her to stop, and quickly followed herself to continue up.

Just as they were about to leave here, a faint female voice came into Mu Yang's voice: "Don't ...... Leave me ......."

Muyang stopped.

He looked around, and there was no living creature in the vicinity except the lamb, and there were no girls.

Mu Yang glanced at the little sheep uncertainly: "Just now...... Did you say anything? ”

"What? What and what? The lamb blinked his big eyes in confusion, "I'll let you poke that big bubble called the stomach, aren't you unhappy?" ”

It doesn't seem to be the sound of the lamb.

Also, at the age of the lamb, even if it is deliberately disguised, the tone cannot be so sharp.

It seems to be my own auditory hallucination.

It's just that since he evolved to a thousand souls, his facial features are extremely sharp, and he hasn't had such a realistic illusion for a long time.

He wrote down this doubt in his heart, took the lamb, and continued on his way.

"Please...... No...... Walk ......"

Mu Yang, who was walking uphill in the blood vessels, stopped again.

Again, the rootless female voice.

And this time, he was pretty sure it wasn't an illusion.

The little sheep that followed behind him didn't notice and hit Mu Yang's back directly. She complained with a headache: "Oh, what's the matter with you, why did you stop again?" ”

Mu Yang ignored her, but recalled the source of the voice just now: "The sound should come from that direction." ”