According to the performance of the flame monster and the three-faced monster facing him, Lumian divides the monsters in the dream ruins into three levels:

The lowest ones have only instinct left, and will try to attack as soon as they see him, and when he activates or half-activates the black thorn symbol on his chest, they all choose to surrender completely and let them be slaughtered;

The higher-grade ones, before he didn't have the black thorn symbol half-activated, would also hunt him, and when he finished dancing the sacrificial dance, he would choose to run away very spiritually, however, beyond the range of five meters, they would not be able to sense the existence of the black thorn symbol, and the flame monster just now should only have residual fear, and the polluted breath in the seal was equated with Lumian, so it would always dodge;

To a certain extent, the person does not need to excite or semi-activate the black thorn symbol on his chest by himself, nor does he need to be within five meters of the distance between the two sides, to directly perceive his "specialness" and show obvious fear.

Is there any other level besides these three, Lumian thinks there should be, as little as one, as much as three, for example, the kind that is not so frightened as to run away on the spot in the face of the semi-excited black thorn symbol, and continues to attack with a large weakening, for example, the kind that is so high that it will not react to the black thorn symbol.....

Therefore, on the one hand, Lumian was glad that he could scare off the three-faced monster and seemed to be able to walk sideways in the ruins of dreams, but on the other hand, he did not dare to be careless.

Not to mention that there may be horror things that are higher than the three-faced monster, but the fire monster, with its powerful long-range attack ability, can also be completely unaffected by the half-excited black thorn symbol, burning him to a charred corpse.

With this judgment, Lumian hesitated for a moment, and followed the route of the three-faced monster to dive into the depths of the dream ruins, intending to touch the state of the blood-colored "mountain" and the area around it today, and do a good job of intelligence gathering in the early stage for the subsequent unlocking of the secrets of the dream.

On the way, he kept walking in relatively hidden places that were not so easy to spot, wary of monsters that might suddenly jump out.

I don't know if it's because the three-faced monster just passed by, and the rest of the monsters were so frightened that they left their original positions, and Lumian didn't see a single "figure", and smoothly passed through the collapsed buildings and the gray rubble everywhere, and arrived at the foot of the blood-colored "peak".

There is still a ring of ruins here, but unlike the layers outside, the buildings themselves have not collapsed, but have completed a twisted reorganization as if they had a life of their own, and they are connected to each other, as if they have built a strange wall made of "thorns".

The "city wall" is dyed a faint, grayish black, and the windows and doors belonging to the original building are messily inlaid on its surface, some are open, and the broken tables and chairs inside can be seen, and some are closed so that they can no longer be pulled.

Lumian glanced and looked up at the blood-colored "peaks" behind the "walls".

At this distance, even though the fog was still thick and the light penetrating into this world was quite thin, he could see the details of the "mountain peak" clearly.

It is made of stacked stones and earth, no more than 30 meters high, but it gives people the feeling of towering into the sky, and the color of its surface is very unnatural, whether it is the brown and red of the stones, or the reddish-brown of the earth, it seems to be dyed from behind, which is quite evil.

"According to Auroel's and the paranormal magazines, this may be the ..... of human blood," Lumian muttered to himself silently, his gaze rising higher and higher, towards the place at the top of the "mountain" that was obscured by a thick mist.

At this moment, it was like an invisible wind blowing through the air, causing the fog there to dissipate a lot.

The top of the "mountain" was immediately clear into Lumien's eyes.

There sat cross-legged a "giant" who should be four or five meters tall,

"He" was naked, with three heads growing around his neck, one facing to the left, with emotions such as anger, greed, and hatred, and very evil, one facing forward, with a distorted expression, full of pain and remorse, and the other looking to the right, with a holy face and a pity in his eyes.

This "giant" has a total of six arms, stretched out in the air at different angles on both sides, and the whole body of "he", including the three heads, are all made of pieces of flesh and blood, fragments of organs, cracks can be seen everywhere, and yellowish pus flows everywhere, especially the head facing Lumian, and there are transparent blood-colored tears in the corners of his eyes.

As soon as he saw this "giant", Lumian's mind instantly "buzzed", and he heard the terrifying voice that seemed to come from infinity and was close in front of him.

It was as if his head had been split open with an axe, and the pain filled all his thoughts, depriving him of all thoughts. special

On the surface of his body, thick and thin blood vessels stood out, so red that they were about to be ignited.

When Lumian "awoke" from his near-death state, he found himself curled up on the ground, rolling back and forth, as if nothing else was enough to relieve the pain.

His vision was blurred, stained with blood, and everything he saw was foggy.

In this state, Lumian felt that even a skinless monster could easily kill him, but it may be that the black thorn symbol was completely activated, and no "people" dared to enter this area.

And the "giant" at the top of the blood-colored "mountain" is not sure whether he can't leave, or if he is also affected by the black thorn symbol and does not attack Lumian, who is almost out of control.

After a few more moments, Lumian climbed up, only to see that the linen shirt inside his dark jacket was covered in blood and sweat.

"What's that?" The more he thought about it, the more scared he became.

Just by looking at it, his black thorn symbol was fully activated, and the whole person was close to losing control, which was even more dangerous than when he obtained the power of "dancer".

He didn't even dare to think about the appearance of the "giant" now, and could only make certain inferences based on his impressions:

"An advanced version of the three-faced monster?

"With strong pollution?

"Sure enough, Aurel was right, you can't see what you shouldn't see... …

"It sits on a blood-colored 'mountain,' in the middle of the ruins of the entire dream realm..... Does this mean it's part of the secret of dreams?

.....”

As his thoughts flickered, Lumian resisted the urge to raise his head and glance at the top of the "mountain" again.

If you look at it again, you'll really die!

He decided to evacuate first, return to reality to recuperate, and come back to explore at night.

Turning around, Lumian was about to leave along the path he had come, when he suddenly heard "When! While! While! Voice.

"What's the situation?" Curious, he planned to sneak over to take a look.

Of course, he was not so eager and reckless, and found a half-collapsed building near the opposite side of the "city wall" to hide, waiting for some spiritual recovery.

After a while, Lumian danced the mysterious ritual dance again.

It was as if he had become the priest of the secret being, delighting him with a dance that would mobilize the forces of nature around him.

When the burning sensation in his chest appeared, Lumian stopped and dived away to the intermittent sound of "dangdang".

After half a circle around the blood-colored "peaks" and twisted "walls", and after another dance, he saw a flash of fire.

Behind a half-open brown mahogany door above the "city wall", a swaying orange fire shines through.

"When! While! While!

The figure of the man in the room was reflected on the surface of the glass window diagonally above, resembling a human, but it was a little elongated by the light.

At this moment, the "figure" was holding the hammer-shaped object high and smashing it violently.

While!

There was another crisp sound of metal clashing.

"Blacksmith? Is there a blacksmith in the ruins of dreams? Lumien made a guess based on what he knew.

With the black thorn symbol on his chest still not gone, he bent over to the glass window, turned sideways, and cast his gaze in.

Although Lumian's eyes had not fully recovered and his vision was still a little unclear, he could barely make out the scene in this room on the "city wall":

Everywhere were broken tables, chairs, and furniture, and in the middle was a stove with half of the stove missing, and a fire was rising in the stove, and a patchwork of iron plates was erected.

On the iron plate was a silver-black short knife, it was slightly twice the length of a normal dagger, and the surface was covered with layers of strange patterns, and Lumian was a little dizzy just by looking at it.

"Dang!"

The "figure" holding the hammer was like a skilled blacksmith, constantly striking the short knife.

"He" was dressed in a black robe, and his face was full of rotten marks on the side of Lumien's face, and in some places even showed the white bones inside.

Another monster? Does it continue or does it do as a human being? That short knife is not ordinary, it's a little weird, I don't know if it's a seal, or an extraordinary weapon? One thought after another crossed Lumien's mind.

He was less than three meters away from the rotten "blacksmith" in a straight line, but the other party didn't seem to sense the black thorn symbol on his chest, and kept pounding the short knife "silently".

Considering that the black thorn symbol was about to disappear, Lumian retracted and crept out of the window area.

He had barely taken a few steps before the burning sensation in his chest disappeared.

The next second, there was a squeaking sound behind him.

Lumian hurriedly turned around, just in time to see the brown and red wooden door completely open.

The blacksmith in a black robe appeared there, with four or five rotten wounds on his face that could be seen on the bones, and the left side of his eye slipped out halfway, as if hanging on the eye socket, and the whole looked like a corpse that had been dead for some time.

"He" held the hammer in his right hand and the silver-black short knife in his left, and the figure of Lumian was reflected in both Mu Ran's eyes at the same time.

“++！”

Lumian couldn't help but curse angrily.

He instantly understood what the situation was:

The "blacksmith" monster had obviously been affected by the black thorn symbol just now, so he kept "quietly" beating the evil short knife, pretending to be indifferent.

When the black thorn symbol disappeared, "he" immediately grabbed his weapon and came out to hunt himself.