Mu Yang's left eye swelled a little, like a planet that could not carry such a large number of people, and it was about to explode.

He continues to recruit new souls in, controlling the Polluters and fighting their companions.

He didn't know what the consequences would be. The only thing he knew was that at the exit to the outside world, more and more polluters were pouring in, as if they were going crazy. Everyone is fighting bloodily, and no one is not trying.

The expressionless Huangfu, who shot one shot at a time, refired, because the blood flowed from the corner of the totem's mouth and he still didn't know it; Ye Xiao, who used the Xuan Burial to release the skill book again and again, her face became more and more pale, and the frost had spread to her body, and she still didn't stop; Mai Xiaowei, who was driving the white jade elephant while directing other war beasts to fight, God knows how this girl was multitasking. The only thing she knew was that every time a war beast died, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes.

There are also the black dragons and cicadas that remain behind, already overwhelmed by the polluters, and can no longer be seen.

And the little warm lump of meat attached to his back. It was the lamb, and at the moment she had only herself to rely on.

Mu Yang knew that if he stopped enslaving, he might be able to breathe a sigh of relief for himself, but the efforts made by everyone before him, and the road that had been split so far, would be instantly swallowed up by the subsequent polluters.

The emperor is not so easy to be. The more people you enslave and push yourself to higher positions, which also means that the more painful it is when you fall.

The only thing Mu Yang can do now is to consume the previous batch of souls as soon as possible before absorbing the next batch of souls.

In any case, the rate of soul increase has greatly exceeded the rate of absorption, and it is already close to the limit.

In the confusion, I don't know who shouted: "I'm about to get close to the exit!" Push it up! ”

Ahead, Mu Yang saw the light. That's the light of the exit.

But at the same time, his left eye had swelled to the extreme.

A long time ago, when I was still in the dead star, the words that my first telekinetic lecturer said in my ear are still vivid:

"Soul weapons, but weapons as delicate and fragile as glass."

"If one day, you choose a soul weapon in order to increase your strength, you must use it carefully. No matter what type of soul weapon it is. ”

Mu Yang closed his eyes.

"It's too late."

There was only a thud, and his left eye was cracked into countless pieces.

Countless souls flew out and returned to the bodies of the deprived polluters.

Muyang's world was half darkened.

He was blind in one eye.

……

Bai Qiu opened his eyes, and he returned to this strange world of black and white. The world of "never sleeping", this is the totem of his awakening, his power, and a curse.

I still remember that when I first awakened the totem, I was ecstatic, and I was like a child at that time, looking forward to what kind of power I could have. It is a comprehensive totem like "Ascending the Peak", which has both offense and defense; Like "Shenyan", the purest offensive totem; Or maybe it's a weirder, more magical special totem?

But what will quickly disappoint and even frighten him is that the totem "never sleeps", unlike any of the above totems. Perhaps, in a strict sense, it is not a totem at all.

It does not obey the orders of its master at all. As long as it is happy, it does whatever it is doing, eating, sleeping, or even*, it will take it in whenever and wherever it wants.

But if it is not happy, no matter how much it begs and commands, this mysterious other world will not respond in the slightest.

In addition, this alien space is also a terrifying place. At first, Bai Qiu didn't know how to use this alien space.

It is forever black and white divided into two worlds, one eternal daylight and the other endless pitch black. The two worlds are black and white, eternally facing each other.

Whether it's the black world, or the white world, it's a hellish existence. The temperature of the white world is too high for any living thing to bear, and strange vines grow in the tombstones of the black world, and any moving object that sets foot in it will be mercilessly whipped by it.

The best part is that once Bai Qiu is pulled into this world, half of his body must be placed in the white world and half in the black world. Otherwise, you will feel the pain of your body being torn in half from the middle.

The only thing that makes this world happy is that no matter how much he is hurt here, how much pain he endures, he will not die and he will not faint.

The length of time he spent in this world was entirely determined by the world, and sometimes, he was released as soon as he entered. Sometimes, he spent countless days and nights inside, unable to remember how much pain he had endured.

The world will only pull him alone, and it will not be able to pull his enemies into it as a tool of battle.

At first, he was puzzled and painful, and he couldn't understand why he was the only one who would awaken such a totem, throwing himself into this cruel world day and night, and enduring inhuman punishment.

"What is the meaning of such a totem?" For countless nights, Bai Qiu asked himself this question. In other words, if he had been allowed to encounter Muyang's situation, he would have been ecstatic and immediately accepted.

Countless times, he thought about killing himself, but every time he was about to succeed, he would immediately be teleported into this world and forcibly end his king.

Later, after a long time, he became numb and gradually got used to it.

Later, he noticed some strange changes in his body.

He was no longer afraid of the pain and torture, whether it was in the world of "never sleeping" or in the real world.

He began to enjoy this strange pleasure gradually, when all the injuries and attacks brought him only physical traces, but spiritual pleasures. He is afraid of this change, but gradually becomes unable to leave the world of "never sleeping".

He even began to look forward to being brought into it by the world that never sleeps, enjoying the pain.

He knew that he was gradually becoming a madman. But who cares, as long as they can live well, what is the difference between a madman and a normal person?

……

As soon as Bai Qiu was teleported to the world that never sleeps, he knelt at the border of the world where black and white intersected, and vomited violently.

He vomited so much that he almost vomited all the internal organs and lungs in his stomach. But no, all he vomited was those disgusting things.

Bai Qiu gradually realized that something was wrong, and he had been throwing up on his knees for more than half an hour. The * things that are spit out are almost larger than the size of your whole person......

But how long will I have to vomit again?