“......”

Sherlock watched his contract worm's behavior and had a strange association in his mind, but he didn't know if it was good or bad.

That's ...... For example, the place where the worm crawls on your own contract will produce some kind of field, then ...... So what is it that it crawls into the carcass of this carrion?

Do you want to crawl out of this corpse as well?

As the clock ticked by, Sherlock's eyes widened.

Because he unbelievably felt that there was some kind of induction between himself and the carrion corpse!!

The induction between itself and the contract worm is very similar and is becoming clearer.

Worm...... Assimilating this carrion dog!!

Sherlock rubbed his face, he found that his knowledge was still a little lacking, whether it was for demons, for awakening dreams, or for hell...... Anyway, just by the books on the market, I can't make sense of what just happened.

In fact, it is estimated that the clergy within the Holy See will be shocked when they see what they have seen and heard.

Oh, speaking of 'what he has seen and heard', Sherlock at this moment has naturally summarized all the experiences just now in his mind:

First of all, it seems that I really dream of a whole world, and this world is probably hell;

Secondly, there is a sun overgrown with tentacles in the sky above hell.

Finally, their contract worm should have some kind of domain, and this domain has some kind of connection with the crazy sun in the sky, so that any demon who wants to escape the domain will be attacked by the sun.

Thinking about it this way, it is estimated that the demon who stepped into the realm did not dare to move because he felt the pressure of the sun.

At this point, Sherlock finally glanced at the two dogs beside him who had not dared to move since they entered the house, these two poor things must have been suffering from the extreme fear from the heavens all this time.

Whatever, don't move anyway, when you go crazy.

Sherlock touched the head of the carrion dog very intimately, as if encouraging a very likable pet.

That's when ......

There was a sudden gurgling sound from under his feet, and he lowered his head, and then saw that his contract worm had crawled out of the corpse's eye socket.

The little guy seemed to be very happy and content, and twisted his chubby body on the floor.

This kind of twisting and twisting behavior is undoubtedly normal for worms all the time, but after experiencing so many unbelievable things, Sherlock's mind also subconsciously began to think about some 'deviant' possibilities.

He looked at the little worm's writhing gesture and frowned slowly, recalling the first time he saw the sun when he looked over London.

Countless tentacles surrounded the eyeball......

But his mind was not focused on the eyeball at the moment, but on the tentacles......

The black, sticky, wriggling tentacles!!

Sherlock leaned down and pinched his contract worm with his fingers, and the waste worm was immediately frightened and began to lie flat and pretend to be dead.

It's just that this allows him to observe each other more closely.

It's still black and gray all over, seven or eight centimeters long, it's a little soft to the touch, it seems to be a little sticky, it's a little thinner as the 'head', and it's fatter as the 'belly', but in no matter where it is, Sherlock hasn't found an organ that can be called a 'mouth', and he doesn't have eyes, feet and other things that a worm should have.

The more Sherlock observed, the more obvious the idea in his mind became, although it was not unusual for a worm demon to look like anything, but it didn't even have a mouth, which was too much to say, after all, demons can't live by photosynthesis.

Could it be that his contract demon is not a worm at all?

It's a ...... Palp???

"Whew...... Things seem a bit out of the blue. Sherlock muttered quietly, then put the object on the floor and sat back down on the couch, lost in thought.

A few minutes passed.....

"Hahaha———— this is what life should be."

......

......

In the real world, Sherlock wakes up.

This time, I have already obtained a lot of information in the dream world, which is enough to excite my brain for a while, so I am not in a hurry to continue exploring.

In this way, when you encounter a problem, think about it, solve it, and then try to turn the problem into a bargaining chip for yourself to continue exploring hell, it is the best rhythm.

Sherlock was so happy that he even hummed a little tune.

Oh...... Don't look at the sloppy life of this detective gentleman, but he is still a bit of an artistic cell, and when he was young, he didn't even have anything to play the violin or something.

Only once, when he shoved the headstock into the throat of a criminal who came to rob him, he accidentally broke the strings, and he hasn't touched the instrument much since.

Getting up, Sherlock stretched comfortably, ready to go out and get something to eat, he hadn't eaten a serious meal in days.

But just stood up......

"Uh-huh?????"

A strange feeling suddenly welled up in his heart, very similar to the feeling he had felt when he first summoned his contract demon in that monastery a few days ago.

But as I said earlier, Sherlock has experienced too many strange things during this time, so in his opinion, a little sudden strange feeling is nothing.

So he directly followed this feeling and waved his hand, and a void crack opened in the room.

And then......

A carrion dog came out

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