"Lolaie's thinking?"

Wu Heng walked through the passage that the believers had moved out, and slowly stepped forward, observing the stone in front of him.

He condensed his touch power into an invisible arm and touched it.

But I didn't feel any feedback, as if it was just a cold, ordinary stone.

"No, what's the deal with this touch!"

Wu Heng suddenly thought that the function of touching spiritual power was microscopic observation, how could there be such a touch, it was as if he was just seeing a stone with his eyes, not touching it with his hands, just looking at it, but touching its coldness and smoothness.

He glanced back at the believers and the Blake people, and said softly, "The war is over!" ”

"You can go back and rest first."

"I'll take care of the rest."

As Wu Heng spoke, his power spread around him, and his dream was silent, covering the boulder.

Dispels Blake's dreams, creating a circular void.

Blake immediately felt an irresistible force, as if it was a natural enemy specifically targeting his dreams, he originally thought that he had the ability to dream and could limit No. 1's dreams, but found that for Uncle Mai, his dreams were like a layer of window paper.

"Fortunately, No. 1 is Uncle Mai."

Blake suddenly felt a sense of happiness in his heart, if his guess was true, No. 1 was the enemy, he couldn't even believe how he could fight back in the face of this power that restrained him.

At the same time, Blake also realized Wu Heng's strength again.

Wherever the purple power passed, Blake's dreams were like melted ice, shattering to the touch.

"It's amazing, it's really Uncle Mai!" Blake's heart was filled with a sense of adoration.

Wu Heng didn't hurt Blake, but just dispelled and purified Blake's current dream that had been contaminated with the breath of 'stone' to prevent it from being used as a coordinate by some unknown enemies to track down Blake and the others.

It was a cleansing and protection of the crowd, and he could only do this step after he had obtained the power of the Nightmare.

Wu Heng sent everyone, including Blake and Curry, back to reality in an instant.

Instead, his dream took Blake's place, covering the boulder that had fallen into his dream.

Wu Heng immediately swung his strength, arranged defensive means around his dream, and then focused his attention on the boulder in front of him.

"Doors and carriers!"

"So, with what. What about as a carrier? ”

He looked down at his belongings and searched through the life box, but still couldn't find a suitable one.

In the end, after careful thinking, Wu Heng finally made up his mind.

He took out the Demon Sword, slashed open his chest, and took out the life box that wrapped his heart.

Not a drop of blood flowed out of the open wound, like a solidified jelly, until the wound on the chest healed like a worm, and the sound of gurgling flow came from the veins.

"If that's the case, I'm afraid I'll lack my own mark."

Wu Heng frowned and thought for a while, the essence of the life box belonged to the womb of the goddess, and the goddess still existed in that Tabad world.

'Although my body has long been freed from the fatal flaw of the heart and turned into a black mist, I have never dared to reveal it because of the fragility of my body, so I can only hide it in the life box. ’

But now, the quality of this life box is actually not a safe place, maybe you can rely on this stone to solve the hidden danger! ’

"It's decided!"

Wu Heng turned his gaze to the gray stone, and with a thought in his heart, a black smoke about a meter long drilled out of his heart and merged into the surface of the life box.

On the other hand, his body became sluggish.

Wu Heng possessed the life box, controlled his body, picked up the life box, and slowly placed it on the stone.

The outer layer of the stone flashed with a trace of cyan light, and the surface seemed to melt.

The red skin of the life box, emitting a black mist, slowly sank into the stone and disappeared.

"It hurts!"

Wu Heng immediately felt as if his body was being cut layer by layer, as if it had been sliced and treated as a specimen.

"Pain and comfort!"

Gradually, he felt the pain lessen.

I don't know how long it took, but the pain disappeared completely, and there was only a cold sense of relief.

Wu Heng felt a mess in his mind, and countless black shadows and illusions appeared around him.

Strange dark scenes, pagan figures, foam like movie clips, streaked around his body,

These images all reveal a sense of madness and depression.

Gradually,

The picture became distorted, revealing a strange beauty, the blood flowers blooming on the corpse were full of showiness, and the white jade bed with white bones piled up and polished was clean and smooth.

The spirits covered their faces with their hands on their knees singing a long, deep song of darkness in praise of eternal sleep, and tulip cups filled with warm maiden blood, giving off brilliant colors and sweet smells.

It seems that all this is filled with comfort and pleasure.

"No!"

"That's not right!"

Wu Heng, who was sitting in the room, put down the goblet in his hand, crossed his hands together, covered his forehead in pain, pressed his thumb on his temples, and kept rubbing it.

"Although my whole body was stained red with blood, I never thought it was a pleasure to be stained with blood."

"I hate death, and I don't like corpses."

"All the killings are just so that I can stay away from death and survive!"

"This kind of environment is definitely not the environment I like."

Wu Heng got up suddenly, smashed the wine glass, overturned the table, kicked down the leather chair, and smashed the white bone bed, condensing the corpse flower pot with the strange fragrance of red flowers, and was thrown out of the window by him.

"Why am I here, and what am I going to do?"

Wu Heng felt a tingling pain in his brain, and he felt as if there was a barrier separating something.

So he immediately focused his attention on the barrier of memory,

Constantly bumping into this barrier with his mind in his mind, each time it will be accompanied by a pain like a crack in the head,

Wu Heng didn't care about it until he was hit countless times.

Click——!

The invisible voice sounded in the depths of Wu Heng's brain, the barrier disappeared, and millions of star-like links appeared in his mind,

Constantly transmitting energy to Wu Heng.

"Fear? Nightmare! ”

"I remember, I'm Wu Heng, this is in that stone, I want to fuse it!"

Wu Heng came to his senses in an instant, and with the help of the link of the million fear worshippers, he regained his consciousness, and his distorted thinking was corrected.

The emotional link from millions of people is Wu Heng's biggest reliance.

He turned his head to look around, and it appeared to be a house, with all four walls, including the roof and floor, as if made up of tiny displays.

Inside are all kinds of human fears,

Until these fears were completely condensed into a face, it was a face with a white empty mask, and that was Wu Heng.

With the assistance of these fearful wills, Wu Heng felt that he had a connection with this place.

It seems that the stone accepted him.

Wu Heng looked at the strange room full of Michael's mask in front of him, and he always felt that there was something missing here.

There are furniture, beds, tables and chairs, but only one door is missing.

"Door, I need a door to get out!"

Wu Heng finally thought of the problem, and he immediately took out something from his personal space.

This is the 'door' he has long thought of.

I saw that in Wu Heng's palm, a crystal ball appeared.

Inside the crystal ball is a dry pine tree.

White snowflakes fell from the top, fluttering in the crystal ball, and the faint whistling sound of wind and snow could be heard.

It was Wu Heng who spent 12,000 survival points from the Hell Monk World and brought out the 'Hell Portal-Ice Crystal Ball'.

It is the key to hell, a gate to hell.

If Wu Heng hadn't taken it away, then the Ice Hell Cultivator would have tracked down Wu Heng's soul through the crystal ball and directly tore it apart.

Every curse who dies through various mourning boxes will be marked by a specific mourning box, which is why Wu Heng was willing to spend a lot of survival points at that time and also took it away.

"Since it can be used as a gate to hell, there is no problem with using it as a door to my stone."

Wu Heng thought of what Nightmare said: how strong the fusion gate is, how strong its defense is.

Now, this crystal ball is the strongest portal in his hands.

He gently placed the ice crystal ball in his palm on the floor and took a slight step back.

A swirl appeared on the floor, and the crystal ball slowly melted into it,

The whole room instantly turned into nothingness, and Wu Heng suddenly found that his perspective had changed, and it turned out that he was the room itself.

He saw in nothingness,

The room formed by his own body gradually condensed wisps of faint blue light, and there was a wind and snow looming in these lights, and there was a soul wail.

Bless to the soul!

Wu Heng used all his strength, and with the help of the newly accumulated power in his mind, on both sides of the room where he was the main body, a pair of invisible big hands were condensed.

These faint blue rays are gently played with by big hands,

gradual diffusion, interweaving,

A door was formed with vines and flowers painted on both sides, and two evil dragons circled upward, their heads meeting on the arch of the door, examining the quaint stone door in the direction of the door.

On the stone gate, there is a deterrent attached to it, which makes people prohibitive.

Wu Heng also instantly felt a refreshing sense of comfort, and these originally heavy and weird walls seemed to turn into soft snow.

His mind spread infinitely, connecting with everything around him.

Suddenly,

Wu Heng found his body and reappeared in the room.

Since this room already has a door, let's go out!

As Wu Heng's thoughts came out, the huge stone gate slowly opened, and he walked out of the stone gate gracefully and calmly.

The scene in front of me changed immediately,

Wu Heng was not in a hitch, and reappeared in his dream, his original body, still standing in place dementedly.

The boulder in front of me has disappeared.

Wu Heng stretched out his hand and put it on his original body, and his body disappeared in place in an instant, and he was included in the life box.

In his mind,

At this time, a space appeared, and his own core origin was in the deepest part of the space.

This space is based on the life box and his own life, and is built with the origin of the Nightmare Realm as the material, and its form and structure are changing, completely controlled by Wu Heng.

Wu Heng divided it into three layers according to the thoughts in his heart.

The first layer is still the storage space of the life box.

The second layer is the space where gold coins are derived.

As for the third layer, it is a prison that only exists in the mind, this prison cannot store materials, but as long as it is weird and imprisoned in it, it will be permanently detained, completely sunk inside.

The prison has endless changes, can generate infinite dream space, and without absolute power, it is impossible to break through the cage.

Every time you break through a layer of cages, countless cages will be born at once, like an infinite labyrinth.

The most important thing is that Wu Heng has already integrated himself into it, and as long as there is no way to destroy the prison in an instant, he will not be able to kill him completely.

He built a personal hell of his own.

He's hell!

Wu Heng only felt a great increase in his sense of security at this time, and after becoming familiar with the changes in himself, he withdrew from the dream.

In the real chamber,

Wu Heng glanced at the time and found that seven days had passed.

"Obviously, it only feels like it has been fused for five minutes, but the actual time has passed so long."

"Ke Rui, they should be in a hurry!"

Immediately after, Wu Heng felt countless thoughts rushing to him,

Among them is the call of Blake and Curry.

Due to the fact that he was fusing the stones at the time, there was a great deal of pain and consciousness seals, causing him to ignore this information.

Wu Heng immediately found out the fear link between the two, and after the connection, his face was completely gloomy.

Because something happened to them!

Seven days ago,

That is, Blake and Curry and their group of believers, just returned to reality, and found that the research institute in Westin Mountain had been attacked.

The enemy has a lot of firepower, including tanks and armored vehicles.

A large amount of gunpowder and bombs completely collapsed the rock formations at the foot of the mountain, and the hidden exit of the research institute was completely blown out.

The visitors are well-trained and possess supernatural abilities.

Even though Wu Heng had already arranged hundreds of skin grafters in advance to be specifically responsible for the safety of the research institute, these people had also made perfect preparations.

Under the bombardment,

The skingrafters were shattered, their wriggling, healing bodies picked up by a swarm of drones with pliers and thrown into a specially modified shredder in the rear.

These crushers are not only capable of crushing any steel, but also have a cremation function similar to that of an incinerator.

Pieces of flesh full of active skin grafters were burned into char by the flames as they were crushed.

Eventually, all that came out of the back vent was a pile of powdery ashes.

The ash was also loaded into a running concrete mixer, mixed with cement and lime, and then pulled away by trucks.

In this way, they killed each skingraft one by one.

As a result of being crushed and incinerated, Jason's skin on the grafters was completely destroyed, and they lost the possibility of rebirth.

Under their orderly attack,

The base of the institute was quickly breached, and fortunately, Wu Heng sent Blake and Curry back to reality, and when they woke up, they found that these intruders were about to arrive in the operating room.

Just after the battle,

All the believers who have had a craniotomy,

Before he had time to celebrate the joy of victory, he fought again urgently.

Curry immediately commanded the skin grafters whose skulls had long since healed to rise up in resistance.

This also made the enemy army, who had almost seen victory, restrain the smile on his lips.

In the dream, 372 believers who fused with the consciousness of the skin grafter were killed, and with their death in the dream, these believers, along with the fused skin grafter, were completely brain dead.

But the remaining 617 skin grafters, after waking up, immediately fought back.

In the narrow mountain research institute, air strikes and missiles were prevented, but the bazookas held by the opposing soldiers still caused damage to the skin grafters.

In the exchange of fire, both sides suffered heavy losses.

Blake and Curry immediately transformed when they saw this.

As the buzzing of the flies appeared, Curry had just controlled them to kill some of the enemies, and the remaining enemies seemed to receive the order and quickly retreated, and then the passage was flooded with yellow poison gas, and all the flies were poisoned.

Enemies in gas masks, reappeared.

Fortunately, these poisons are not particularly strong and fatal to flies, but to believers, they only make them dizzy.

Believers are just ordinary people.

Blake saw that Curry's methods had been targeted by the enemy, and immediately asked Curry to evacuate from the hidden safe passage with the believers and some of the skin grafters.

He led the legion of skin transplanters to guard the passage and counterattack.

"Roar!"

Blake's human head in his hand let out a roar, this kind of sonic attack is very effective for ordinary people, especially in this kind of cavernous passage, he empties the enemies in the passage almost instantly.

But wait until the next wave, looking at the enemies entering the cave in special vehicles, which seem to resist his sound waves.

Blake simply opened his hideous pig's mouth, and sprayed a large amount of green poisonous mist, which he had accumulated for half a month, and instantly filled the passage,

And rushed outward.

The enemy's special protective vehicle, just touched by the green mist, corroded the body, and caused the enemies inside to die tragically.

Repelling the enemy once more, Blake, who was about to retreat, moved his ears slightly, and immediately caused the skingrafts to form a human wall.

With a violent explosion, the shock wave blasted cracks in the steel-poured walls.

"Drill into the ground!"

"The enemy is crazy and actually uses this weapon on the territory of the United States."

"It's not a matter of power, it's a matter of status and power, ordinary people can't mobilize these at all, Blake needs to avoid it immediately."

The combat assistant beside him said urgently after hearing the movement of the explosion.

When Blake heard this, he also knew what the problem was, and he quickly beckoned one of the skin grafters to carry him on his back, leaving a hundred skin grafters behind, and then led the group to retreat, letting his assistant lead the way.

Immediately after that, he injected himself with a dose of medicine and fell asleep.

He had no way to fall asleep on his own, so he had to use medication to assist him.

Blake, who entered the dream, immediately called out in his heart: "Uncle Mai, Uncle Mai! ”

But at this time, Wu Heng had already entered a state of fusion, and it was impossible to hear Blake's call.

Even if Blake used the ability to dream and wanted to summon Wu Heng, there was no response, as if there was no such person at all, neither a summoning target, nor a sense of resistance to refuse to summon.

Blake, who called for help to no avail, suddenly smelled a pungent smell, and he woke up from his dream.

This is the behavior of his assistant who arranged in advance to wake him up within three minutes.

The assistant put the lid on the salt sniffing in his hand and asked anxiously, "How is it, have you found Uncle Mai?" ”

"Uncle Mai should be dealing with the finishing touches, and we can't contact him at the moment, so we need to hold on for the time being." Blake shook his head slightly.

(End of chapter)