In the end, the number in Zhou Keer's pupils was fixed on "Qi".

But at this time, Zhou Keer was no longer able to perceive everything in the outside world, and all the actions were made unconsciously.

But that didn't mean he was completely unconscious, and he regained consciousness when the number in his pupils changed to "Qi" - though it didn't seem to be still in his body.

Zhou Keer seems to be in an imperceptible space, he cannot accurately detect his own form, but he can have the vision to observe the situation and environment here. Indescribable, as if it were on the other side of time, within the uncanny dark halls—perhaps barely call them halls—in the middle of the low, frenzied beating of the drums of abomination and the hollow and monotonous howls of the monstrous flute...

Zhou Keer couldn't look directly, but he was very sure... An indefinite force of destruction exists in the deepest chaos in the center, tumbling and boiling and desecrating all things in the center of all infinity.

This seemed to be beyond Zhou Ke'er's ability to bear, so in his sight, all of this dissolved into an unfathomable vast dark abyss from time to time, and countless deeper black worlds and suns swirled in this abyss, and sometimes returned to the appearance he had just seen, making him unable to distinguish which one was "real" or none of them at all.

But the only thing that is certain is that the being who sleeps in the center is loosely surrounded by a multitude of dancers who have no mind or a fixed shape, and settles to rest with the monotonous bass of the abominable flute clung in the unspeakable claws—yes, he is sleeping.

It is impossible to imagine what would happen to him if he woke up.

Zhou Ke'er seemed to see countless strange-shaped beings dancing around him to the beating of the giant drum and the screaming of the flute. The vast darkness whispers here, and the words of the mouth are incomprehensible.

These whispers continued to pour into Zhou Keer's mind, and Zhou Keer seemed to feel that his reason was gradually being lost, and he was returning to a state of stupidity and chaos with these whispers.

What's going on? Why has it reached this point, and the system has not forcibly disconnected Zhou Keer?

At this moment, Zhou Ke'er was already in a somewhat hazy sight, as if he saw a familiar figure noticing him, and then walked towards him quickly.

Zhou Keer's mind was very abrupt, as if in a trance, such words appeared:

Beyond the realm of light and darkness, directly into the irrepressible void; In this disgusting cemetery hidden in the universe, the sound of frantically beating the giant drum and the subtle, monotonous, profane timbre of the flute came from the dark room beyond time and imagination.

In response to this abominable percussion and blowing, the vast and dark ultimate gods—the blind, dumb, foolish gods—were dancing slowly, clumsily, absurdly. And their souls are ......

He finally walked to Zhou Ke'er's side, so he leaned into Zhou Ke'er's ear and whispered softly: "I can actually come here, although I know that you have obtained the Seven Secret Sects of the Earth, but I didn't expect you to come here so soon... Interesting, you're a funny bug. In that case, as a bonus, tell you my name..."

The voice of that existence and the murmur in Zhou Ke'er's mind strangely coincided, both calling the same name-

Nayarathotep.

Zhou Ke'er's eyes instantly became pitch black, his consciousness seemed to be roughly stuffed into something he couldn't bear, the membrane of the border was suddenly exploded, and his eyes instantly became pitch black.

Consciousness dissipates instantly.

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The real world.

"Bang!"

Zhou Ke'er suddenly convulsed, and her whole body curled up into a ball—no, but not physical pain, but a severe pain in her mind that she couldn't bear.

The ten fingers of both hands couldn't help but twist into a strange appearance uncontrollably, and the whole body was twisted as if it had been boiled shrimp, and the pupils were almost all whites because of the roll of the eyes.

"Bang! Bang! ”

There was a violent knock on the door, and outside was the anxious voice of Polyus: "My God, what has happened?" Why did I suddenly feel a very evil, very strange energy? Are you alright? ”

If it weren't for Zhou Ke'er asking Polyus not to break into the door directly, if something called him outside the door, Polyus would have kicked the door open by this time.

"No.... It's okay. Don't worry, it's just a little accident. You go ahead and play. ”

The violent knock on the door instantly dragged back Zhou Keer's consciousness, which was almost in darkness, as if a drowning person was instantly pulled out of the water, allowing Zhou Keer to temporarily return to normal consciousness.

"Crackling!"

At this moment, I saw a figure violently kick through the glass and fly out of it—it was the Ming Dream Realm.

She was not worried that Zhou Ke'er would join the team of such a terrifying "big trick" - let alone act with her, so after reporting the record of the first trick removal to the top, she immediately took over the next appraisal task, preparing to let him end the strength appraisal as soon as possible, and when his level was set above the green or green rank, there was no need for her to lead the team.

Therefore, after she took the task, she immediately hurried to Zhou Keer's side - as soon as she got closer, she felt a creepy evil rising from the place where Zhou Ke'er lived - not to mention what kind of weirdness it is, the weird weirdness is for this weird...

There is no difference between not being there at all.

Such a terrifying evil is estimated to be felt by those above the green rank in the entire province.

Ming Mengjing's body moved much faster than his thoughts, and what he was thinking in his mind was "Hurry up and call for help, and wait for those purple-level deceitsters to solve this situation", but his body had already acted, and he had already broken through the window.

Zhou Ke'er subconsciously looked up at the bright dream realm that broke through the window.

The pupils still bloom with an evil luster that has never faded.

Ming Mengjing saw Zhou Ke'er's pupil at a glance.

In an instant, it was as if a tsunami-like evil was surging towards her, and for the first time, she felt the vulnerability of the human being in the face of natural disasters.

At the same time, as if being dragged, the evil in her body also seemed to call out and boil together.

"It's over, it's over, it's over! It's really going to die! ”

A great fear between life and death filled Ming's mind.

But at this point... The evil in Zhou Keer's body, who gradually regained consciousness, finally calmed down, and the scattered evil was instantly retracted back into his body.

It was as if he had absorbed all the evil in the entire area into his body, and in an instant, the whole person was full of weirdness.

Ming Mengjing finally breathed a sigh of relief, staggered backwards, and fell to the ground, his face covered in cold sweat.