Back at home, Kathryne, who had been exhausted for several days, had already gone to rest. Ymir, on the other hand, followed the memories of his body and silently walked to the room that should have belonged to him. Pushing open the door, there is a small bedroom, but fortunately, it is very clean inside, and there is even a separate bathroom.

If you look out of the window, you can see the backstreets of Hell's Kitchen.

In broad daylight, there were already more than a dozen coquettishly dressed girls standing on the side of the street to solicit customers, and in the slightly deeper alley, from time to time there were a few abrupt screams, about a certain unlucky guy was knocked with a stick, this is really a "good" place to rob houses!

Ymir lay on the bed in some confusion, hesitated, but got up and closed all the windows facing the street. Perhaps because he had just fused with this body, he didn't even eat dinner, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In his sleep, a very cold energy fluctuation slowly spread from Ymir's body, gradually spreading out from the bed and covering the entire building.

A three-dimensional map of the building appeared in Ymir's mind, but wherever the Yin Power could touch, all the Qiē could always reflect in the depths of his heart.

The whole building has become Ymir's kingdom, and he is the only king!

When Ymir fell asleep, everyone in the building, unaware of what was going on, began to have nightmares at the same time. The nightmare seems to be an infinitely dark space that engulfs this cheap apartment building in Hell's Kitchen.

From every corner of the apartment, there seemed to be countless ghosts crawling out of the depths of hell. Then, a terrifying mental fluctuation slowly crept into the minds of everyone in the building, and all of them fell into a state of despair.

If it weren't for Ymir's lack of awareness of his abilities and his intention to control him, I'm afraid that there wouldn't be a single living person alive in this apartment complex that has been transformed into a place of resentment.

It's just that the only thing that has not been affected by the supernatural things born in the outside world is Ymir, who is surrounded by yin power. He didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, just like his life in his previous life, as long as he fell asleep, he could sleep until the next morning.

It wasn't until three days after sunrise that Ymir opened his eyes naturally and woke up in bed with a yawn.

In his sleep last night, he seemed to have had a dream, a dream-like dream, and a dream that seemed to be extremely real. In the dream world, black mist spread out from his body, and a powerful resentful yin energy enveloped the entire apartment building.

The apartment building was soaked in a dark mist, as if it had gone through countless years in an instant, and everything had become so old. Under the erosion of the yin force full of resentment, every qiē here has become decayed.

The pages of newspapers and books in the bedroom were yellowed, and then completely blackened with char. The paintings on the walls began to bubble, and the walls began to peel off and crack

The corrosion of the yin force made the whole building seem to flow for thousands of years, thick dust piled up on the mirrored surface, and the windows were shattered and blown into gusts of wind, driving the cobwebs in the corners to drift with the wind.

It's a miracle that the apartment building has managed to survive the frightening ruins of the building, rather than collapsing completely, in the midst of such a passage of time.

Through the empty windowsill, there was a strange glow shining in from the outside world. This light is not the morning or midday sun, nor the moonlight at night, but a dim and dead light that is full of ruined and doomsday in the sunset.

In Ymir's dream, the apartment complex became too evil and too weird

It is as if it is not a human world, but a human purgatory that is truly dominated by the resentful spirits in the underworld

With the black mist that filled the space, Ymir's consciousness gradually became extremely clear, and all the wind and grass in the apartment building came to his mind. He could clearly "see" his sister Kathryn's dreams.

Kathryn's dream world is even more terrifying than the hellish apartment. It was a deserted wilderness, with no sun in sight, gray-white ashes falling from the sky, and the ground was a dark, boneless earth, lifeless and frenziedly cold

Kathleen stood a little dazed, with nothing but the endless wilderness and no grass growing in all directions. The skeletons on the ground bit their cheekbones up and down, their sharp teeth bared as if they were about to choose people to eat.

The pale sun on the horizon was bleak, and there was no life between heaven and earth except for the dead ashes of everything burned out and fluttering in the wind.

Kathleen panicked in her heart, and she ran like crazy to escape from this place of terror.

But no matter how long she ran, it didn't have the slightest effect, and there was no change in the gray world. It is a cursed world, with no life except the breath of death.

Ymir was an only child in his previous life, and he had a crush on his beautiful sister from the beginning. Seeing that Kathryn was cornered, with a look of despair and horror in her eyes, Ymir panicked.

He looked down at his palm, and a layer of pearly moon white appeared, and all the floating ash and skeletons could not affect his body.

Ash passed through his body and fell to the ground, bursting with a little gray flame.

The skeletons on the ground moved up and down, but they couldn't tear a single trace of flesh from Ymir's body.

An incomprehensible epiphany arose in Ymir's mind, and he understood that the world was not illusory. This is the place of resentment that he created, and all the damage caused in this dream will be faithfully reflected in the present world, and if Kathryn dies in the dream, then her body in reality will also be taken from her life.

Yes, Ymir is not completely resurrected, whether it is Wu Di, who was stabbed to death by the spear of St. Longinus in his previous life, or Ymir, who disappeared inexplicably from this world and was found in the suburbs of New York, in fact, he has already died.

What Ymir had felt before was an illusory existence. He is not a living person, but a ghost who has escaped the laws of reincarnation in the Heavenly Dao, a wandering ghost, a resentful ghost, a ghost who exists in this world by virtue of yin power.

"No!" A dark green ghostly fire shot into Ymir's eyes, and he snarled at the sky with his arms outstretched. He didn't want to be a ghost, he didn't want to be an immortal and immortal. He didn't want to kill his beautiful sister who only saw his body today.

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