Before the nightmare invaded the real world, Wei Luo could still bathe in the sun normally during the day without any influence, but from now on, the sunlight is equivalent to pouring fire oil on him, and the nightmare invaded the real world to give life to a fantasy character like him, and similarly, the real world will also use daylight to deal with nightmares in order to resist the attack of nightmares.

Fang Xiang raised his hand to cover his forehead, looked up at the sky, the hot sun was shining, he walked out of the No. 6 residential building quickly, and came to the door of the No. 4 building.

"Whoa-whoa-whoa-"

The stairwell on the first floor of Building 4 made a sound of chains shaking, and he slowly paced to the front of the stairwell passage, Fang Xiang leaned his back against the door frame, and took out a blood-red eyeball in his left and right hands, he poked his head sideways and looked inside, only to see the blackened corpse, which was trying its best to shake the chains, constantly waving his arms and grabbing the door, if it weren't for the six chains to fix it on the ground, it would have rushed out of the residential building.

This is a demonic item refined from the eyes of the faceless man, two eyeballs, the left eye has the spirit impact characteristic, the right eye has the spirit shock characteristic, the owner of these two eyes, will attract hatred from the faceless man, because the most profound picture it remembers before his death is to dig out the black shadow of its eyes.

Whoever gets these two eyeballs will be recognized by the Faceless Man as a life-and-death enemy who gouged out his eyes.

"Brother Worm, why do I think it's staring at me?" Fang Xiang withdrew his gaze a little sullenly.

However, Wei Luo did not respond to Fang Xiang, after Fang Xiang entered the shadow area of Building 4, he got out of Fang Xiang's pocket, squirmed his body and quickly crawled towards the faceless man, and directly drilled into the soles of the faceless man's feet to complete the parasitism.

The faceless man, who had been furious just now, suddenly lowered his head, quieted down, and stopped struggling.

Jiao Corpse turned his head sideways, facing Fang Xiang gloomily, and at the same time, Wei Luo's voice was handed to Fang Xiang through the spiritual bond: "Xiao Fangzi, go to the 104 households on the first floor to find some sheets and cloths, and pack this faceless guy and take it away." ”

With Wei Luo suppressing the faceless man, when Fang Xiang came back with a large pile of sheets, the faceless man still maintained a quiet kneeling posture, allowing Fang Xiang to wrap it tightly with the sheets, and then according to the original plan, Wei Luo parasitized the faceless man's body to maintain suppression, and let Fang Xiang drag the sheets to lead the way in the sun.

Holding the cloth horn in one hand, Fang Xiang dragged the faceless man out of Building 4, and when he walked out of the community, he casually asked, "Brother Worm, is this thing also a fantasy creature?" ”

Wei Luo: "......"

"Brother Worm?" Fang Xiang paused and looked back.

Behind him, a blanket of sheets was rising, and a faint green smoke was rising.

Then Fang Xiang was stunned in place.

The sunlight projected in the sky was bright and warm, and Fang Xiang couldn't help but clench his fists as he watched more and more green smoke coming out of the sheets.

"Brother Worm?" Fang Xiang screamed softly again.

Wei Luo: "......"

Fang Xiang quietly let go of his hand.

"Do you know why I'm parasitic on this thing, let you take me out, instead of parasitic inside you and go out on your own." Wei Luo's deep voice had a hint of gloom in it, and he said with a rustle: "It's very simple, the host that I parasitized will be treated as a 'nightmare' by default by the sun, if I parasitize in your body, under such a fierce sunlight, presumably, both of us will die." Wei Luo smiled lightly instead: "You see what the best of both worlds this is, so, what are you waiting for?" ”

The white sheets were finally blackened by the smoke, and holes began to appear on the sheets.

"No, I didn't!"

Fang Xiang's face turned pale suddenly, he turned around, grabbed the quilt and ran wildly, until he threw himself into the shade of the coffee shop across the street, he stopped, and then held his knees and gasped for air.

The sheet wrap shook twice and then untied on its own, and the faceless man got up lightly under Wei Luo's control, and pushed the door into the café while standing and walking, because the faceless man did not have visual organs such as eyeballs, Wei Luo could not watch the reality normally through the faceless man.

Walking into this gray (phase-perceiving color) café, Wei Luo casually found a seat and sat down, and he snapped his fingers at Fang Xiang, who followed up: "Go and call a man and two women upstairs and make me a cup of coffee." Just as Fang wanted to be suspicious and ready to go upstairs, Wei Luo added: "Remember to tell them not to add sugar." ”

"Okay!" Fang Xiang hurriedly ran up the wooden stairs, as if he didn't dare to stay by Wei Luo's side for a moment.

The black and white perception picture, in Wei Luo's senses, represents Fang Xiang's translucent blue humanoid phantom, blue, which is the color of his soul, but the black and red that constantly wanders in the blue are the panic and remorse intertwined in Fang Xiang's heart.

What this stinky boy wanted to do outside just now, Wei Luo knew clearly.

But he wasn't angry at all.

Even Fang Xiang had a murderous intention towards himself before, but it made Wei Luo have an inexplicable joy, he didn't like obedient lambs, compared to those hosts who didn't dare to resist at all and only knew how to be obedient, Wei Luo would only squeeze all their use value for this kind of people, and then completely abandon them.

"Well, let me see how many soul fragments I've collected now." Wei Luo sat on the sofa, put his arms in front of the table, held his hands up slightly, and immediately a dot of purple light flashed out in front of him.

Up to now, only the mother body was completely tortured by Wei Luo to collapse, so he only harvested a complete soul spar, followed by those diamond-shaped fragments around the spar, scattered only a few, all of which were defective products that he hastily harvested before he had time to cultivate.

Wei Luo's ration was all kinds of negative emotions, and what could prompt him to evolve was these fragments glowing with purple light.

This apocalypse is not advantageous at all for Wei Luo, the Hell Worm is a life form that grows into a high-level demon over time, for him, the most important thing is actually time, first find a strong enough host to choose as the main body, and then prepare a few spare parasites, and then he bites and guides the main body into darkness for a long time, until the main host gives up on himself and becomes his puppet, at that time Wei Luo can carry out real sublimation, merge with the host, and evolve into a new life of the ultimate body, This is the perfect evolutionary route for the Hell Worm.

Time......

It's a pity he doesn't have time.

Doomsday Nightmares have so many things that are more ruthless than him, and no one knows when they will pop up.

"So, which one to choose?"

There are many different evolutionary routes of the Hellworm, and different routes will also determine their final form.

Abandon the physical body and evolve into a cursed source of idealistic nature.

Abandon reason and evolve into a super life with mutated genes all the time.

Or......

"Bang!"

A dull loud bang came from upstairs.

"Hurry up, don't you hear it, the coffee is brewed and served to the guests in front of the counter on the first floor!"

Slowly walking down the second floor, three men and women dressed as clerks wanted to follow them, pretending to be fierce and threatening them to go downstairs.

Originally, these two men and one woman saw that Fang Xiang was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his childishness had not yet taken off, and the three of them still had a sense of psychological superiority in age when they faced him, but when this childish child punched the wall in front of them, this sense of superiority directly collapsed, even if the ferocity that Fang Xiang showed was a bit fake, they didn't dare to use their bodies to try what Fang Xiang's fist was like.

The girl who walked in the front, wearing a dark brown clerk's apron, had a few wisps of blood on her face, her eyes were panicked and dazed, and after walking down the next floor, the moment she saw Wei Luo, she screamed on the spot.

The appearance of the faceless man was too hideous, not only was his entire face as terrifying as if he had been peeled alive, but his whole body was as if it had been left with a layer of skin and flesh wrapped around his bones, covered with blood-red and scorched black marks. The girl's clerk reacted the most, and the two clerks, a man and a woman, followed her, fortunately they didn't call out Wei Luo (the faceless man) at the first sight, but the fear in their eyes was enough to show how terrifying the image of the faceless man was in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Blame... Monster ......" The girl cried and was about to run back, but was pushed down the stairs by Fang Xiang, and the other two also screamed words like "zombies" in order to escape, but under Fang Xiang's push, the three of them staggered downstairs one by one.

Fang Xiang forced a fierce expression on his face, but in fact, he was already anxious in his heart: "Do you stupid people want to die, if he provokes him, you will all die!" Fang Xiang didn't dare to say this sentence clearly, and the three of them would not have thought that Fang Xiang was actually saving them in disguise.

"You! Brew coffee and go! Fang Xiang patted the middle-aged man's shoulder, pointed to the coffee machine behind the counter, and saw his bewildered expression, Fang Xiang shook his right fist fiercely, and his five fingers suddenly creaked, and the man hurriedly ran into the counter as if he had just woken up from a dream, and hurriedly went to prepare freshly ground coffee.

Fang Xiang pulled the older female clerk to the table, pointed to the table and shouted, "You! Clean this place! ”

As early as approaching Wei Luo, the clerk was so frightened that she was about to become incontinent, lest this "zombie" would suddenly jump up and pounce on her, but after a while, she saw that the "zombie" was still sitting on the sofa, holding a ball of purple starlight in both hands, and ignored her at all.

As for the stupid girl, Fang Xiang didn't worry about her at all, for fear that she would suddenly lose control and make some self-killing moves, so Fang Xiang let the girl stand at the top of the stairs by herself and frame the scenery, just begging her to stop screaming.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Xiang approached this terrible "zombie" under the incredible eyes of the three clerks.

"Brother worm, the coffee will be ready right away." A drop of cold sweat flowed from Fang Xiang's sideburns.

He was in the middle of the street just now, and he didn't really want to harm Wei Luo, but he thought that Wei Luo was so afraid of the sun, at that moment, he couldn't help but have a thought in his heart, that is, what would happen if Wei Luo was exposed to the sun, but his body subconsciously reacted, and actually wanted to throw away the sheet and expose Wei Luo to the sun completely.

Recalls Wei Luo's ruthlessness in killing people without blinking, as well as his moody personality.

Fang Xiang regretted it.

Wei Luo knocked on the table and nodded at him: "Sit." ”

This "zombie" will nod to humans?! The scene in front of them made the three clerks stunned, but what made them feel even more unbelievable was that the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy next to him was actually sitting in the "zombie", and began to communicate with the "zombie", they didn't hear the zombie talking, just listened to Fang Xiang's unilateral statement, and it seemed that the two were communicating in a way they couldn't understand.

Wei Luo lowered his hand, and the purple light floating in the air suddenly disappeared into nothingness.

"Let's talk......"

Listening to Wei Luo's indifferent voice, Fang Xiang felt his heart beat in his throat.

Wei Luo stroked his dry hand and said leisurely: "To be honest, I'm curious, how did you get up with that gang?" ”