Using the cartoon pattern in his hand as a benchmark, Zhuang Xuteng concentrated on recreating the details of the dream. The dream was still trying to resist, as if it had life. This feeling of competition was extremely clear, and Zhuang Xuteng became more and more convinced that he was not

It is not fighting against memory, but suppressing and taming shadows.

As the confrontation continued, the graphics on the stone pillars of the dream hall became clearer and clearer, and the details of the patterns became richer, and then a phenomenon that had never happened in last night's nightmare occurred. The bright green light slowly followed the lines of the graphics.

The flow, starting from a circle, gradually lit up the entire stone pillar and added an eerie green halo to the entire hall.

Something strange happened.

The air flow around Zhuang Xuteng slowed down, and the smoke from the cigarette first became like running water, and then continued to condense, turning into a jelly-like state. The light dimmed, and the brightness of the sunlight coming in from the window was lowered, as if a heavy rain was coming.

Before, black stratocumulus clouds suddenly occupied the entire sky.

Ge Gongdao and Lucy entered a slow-motion state, and they seemed to know nothing about it. Faced with this strange phenomenon, Zhuang Xuteng was also very scared. He stretched out his hand to Ge Gongdao and wanted to call out at the same time,

Only then did he realize that his body had become extremely slow and almost stagnant, but his mind and spirit still maintained normal working conditions.

The light became darker and darker, and the scenery outside the window soon disappeared, and then Ge Gongdao and Lucy were swallowed up by the darkness. It seemed that only Zhuang Xuteng was left in the world, and he ruled a silent world alone.

At this time, panic is no longer enough to describe his mood, extreme depression is a more appropriate description. He really wants to get rid of his current state, and he really wants to return to normal.

"How could this happen...how...it's wrong! This may be Ying Cong's trick. It wants to scare me and drive me crazy!"

This idea may not be right, but it became the pillar that allowed Zhuang Xuteng to calm down. He kept reminding himself: Although he didn't know whether the darkness lurked danger, he was currently unscathed, so there was no need to panic. Observe, listen, sniff, and explore.

,The unknown has always been the norm for everyone all the time. What is there to be afraid of?

When his mind calmed down, he heard the sound coming from the darkness. The sound was suddenly near and far away. When it was far away, it seemed like it was beyond the ends of the world. When it was close, it was like whispering on his shoulder. Sometimes the sound was fine and sharp, sometimes rough and deep.

There were snickering and crying, roaring and sighing. And surrounded by these sobs and murmurs, there was an emotionless and repeated word hidden inside.

Zhuang Xuteng listened intently, and the voice repeatedly chanted:

Heaven exists and earth exists;

God is there, I am;

Life is, death is;

All present, all absent.

"What do you mean?" Zhuang Xuteng couldn't understand. He just felt that the voice was very tempting and seemed to be speaking the truth. He wanted to hear more. At this moment, a glimmer of light appeared in the darkness, which was the glowing one before.

The figures on the stone pillar began to flow, mysterious and mysterious. The green light gradually drove away the darkness, and Zhuang Xuteng finally saw his surroundings clearly.

He inexplicably returned to the hall in his dream, and stood here with his feet on the ground, feeling the hardness and coldness of the ground. There were no corpses or pools of blood of family members and friends in the hall, which made him feel much better.

A broken black marble throne stood in front of him. It seemed like it had been hit by a heavy hammer thousands of times and was already scarred. Large and small pieces were scattered around the chair, creating an open space that was not covered by the black mist.

Leaving the throne and fragment area, the rest of the hall was covered in black mist, which was completely different from the scene in the dream. The mist could just cover the feet, and its texture was thick, giving people a sticky feeling.

The mist avoided the throne and Zhuang Xuteng, staying one meter away, forming a circle around him. At the same time, the mist did not wrap up the 72 stone pillars supporting the hall, and very cautiously hid half a meter away from the stone pillars.

Zhuang Xuteng looked at the stone pillars and found that their surfaces were mottled and damaged. Like the throne, they had been vandalized. The graphics and patterns were even more severely damaged. Not only were their shapes completely lost, it was difficult to see whether there were original patterns there.

What's going on? Is this a daydream? Is the pink skull shadow trying to influence my emotions again?

Zhuang Xuteng breathed slowly and felt his heart carefully. Although everything about this incident was weird, he didn't have any fear at all. He felt relaxed and comfortable at home in the hall, and this mood was obviously caused by the Pink Skull.

However, this probably means that there is no threat to Zhuang Xuteng here. So... why don't you try to get around?

As soon as the thought came up, there was a change: Zhuang Xuteng watched himself slowly walking towards the throne, sat in skillfully, then raised his right hand leisurely and patted the armrest twice. This was a series of phantoms, which never happened, but it

About to happen.

Zhuang Xuteng started walking, acting exactly according to the phantom he had just seen. He couldn't control his body, and could only clearly feel the firmness of each step as he landed. The fragments stung his feet, and there was a slight sting. The pain was very real.

, making it difficult for him to believe that this was something that could be tinkered with in a dream.

The stone chair close to the body was warm, slightly higher than body temperature, and very comfortable. Zhuang Xuteng looked around curiously, and suddenly realized that he could finally control his body! His first action was to stand

He got up, but this behavior immediately caused his body to stiffen, and he was then sent back to the stone throne. After trying it a few times, he understood: he could only move while sitting; as long as he wanted to get up, he would be forcibly moved back to the throne.

"I can see, hear, speak, and touch. The ground and the throne have temperature and texture. This dream is too real! I now understand why those people are driven crazy by Ying Cong - true and false

It is indeed difficult to distinguish, and you can still enter the illusion while standing. If it remains like this for a long time, sooner or later your spirit will not be able to bear it."

Zhuang Xuteng twisted around on the throne, tested various postures, and carefully searched every corner, but found no clues or clues. He scratched his head with his right hand habitually, and when he was about to put his hand down, he suddenly thought: He is not like a phantom yet.

As shown, tap twice on the right armrest.

Should I take a picture or not? Zhuang Xuteng thought for a moment, but it seemed that there was nothing else to do. So he straightened his posture, imitated the phantom, raised his hand, took a picture, raised his hand, and took a picture again.

Pink light appeared from his shoulders and enveloped his head, disguising the appearance as a pink skull. The pink light spread downwards, causing him to look down and saw that his body was wrapped in a blue-purple robe.

The robe was decorated with patterns in the same style as the stone pillars, and was dotted with bright and gorgeous gems of various colors. It was definitely something extraordinary at first glance.

Zhuang Xuteng transformed into an image wearing a robe and a pink skull head. Only his hands were exposed on his original body. At the same time, he found that his left hand was inexplicably holding a quarter-meter-long golden hammer.

The top of the staff is set with a pink diamond the size of a fist. On his right hand is nine huge rings. In addition to the five long black nails, each knuckle is filled with rings, and the rings are also full of gems.

.

How much I love gems!

How much money can this be exchanged for?

The pink light moved from the top of the head to the toes, and then continued downward, finally converging in front of the throne and rushing into the black mist. Wherever the pink light went, the mist retreated and avoided, and then re-condensed around it, covering the pink light in layers.

The pink light was not in a hurry. It stopped calmly, split into two, and turned into two pink vortices. They spread out while rotating, each showing a perfect circle shape, and an hourglass-shaped light band passed between the two circles.

They are connected. There is a pink skull light spot in the whirlpool on Zhuang Xuteng's left, and there are two green light spots in the whirlpool on the right. At this time, the two green light spots move quickly, approaching the pink skull.

In the main hall, the messy sobs and murmurs disappeared, the repeated chanting disappeared, and instead the sound of bells came from above. There was only one bell at first, and then more and more bells joined in, until the bells roared like a heavy rain.

Zhuang Xuteng was so loud that he felt dizzy and in a trance. No matter how hard he struggled, he could neither stop the bell nor leave his seat.

Almost tortured to death...

at the same time……

Constitution City, the capital of the Third Era Republic, Xinke District, is located in a research institute two hundred meters deep below the pedestrian park.

Researcher Dr. Truss Booker took off the magnifying glass on the bridge of his nose and adjusted it in his hand. Previously, he was using this shadow device to carefully review the cultural relics brought back by the "Exploration Company".

"Those guys who just graduated from the Scarlet Academy are all still in their infancy and know nothing about the truth about light and shadow! Do you think they are capable if they can manipulate the box of light and capture shadows? The real secret is actually in these cultural relics, which contain half of the truth.

The secret of why the divine world was once so powerful!"

The thing he was looking at carefully was a piece of parchment, and the "Higher Dimensional Language" text on it was worth studying. So far, there is still no standard for how to translate this text, and many people have different understanding systems and methods. Booker

While examining the preservation of these fragments, Dr. Er chanted the "mantra" of "show me the secret quickly".

Suddenly, the fibrous texture layer of the parchment fragments showed a green shimmer, forming a vague and mysterious pattern. The doctor was shocked and hurriedly looked at it, thinking about calling his colleagues. But he had no such opportunity at all, and time seemed to stand still for an instant.

, and he felt like he was suddenly sucked into the parchment.

At the same time, in the research headquarters of Dingxin Magic Group located in Summit City, researcher Hill Li, who was checking the warehouse according to the instructions of her superiors, yawned. She put the warehouse list on the shelf beside her and removed it from the white

He took out a small bottle from the pocket of his dust jacket, opened his eyelids with one hand, and dripped it in with the other hand.

"Check, check, check the devil! Don't you want to watch me from the surveillance camera?" Hill is a young and beautiful beauty, especially when she is wearing a company uniform, she looks even more seductive. The warehouse director requires her to wear a hip belt when working.

skirt, stockings and black high heels. Wearing this way, especially the high heels, is obviously not suitable for long-term walking or standing work. However, the warehouse director arranged a large number of repeated individual inspections for her, and then went to the control room to pass

The camera spied on her.

"You're such a pervert..." Hill Li frowned and silently vented her dissatisfaction. She wanted to be transferred from this position as soon as possible and away from the sight of the perverted director, but she lacked the means. For this reason, she was working hard to learn runes.

·Lizard language, I hope to be the translator for the exploration team. Although I heard that the work of the exploration team is a bit dangerous, there are no voyeurs and perverts there.

She picked up the list again, and before taking two steps, Hill noticed a strange green light on the shelf. She looked at the source of the light. A handicraft statue with a human body and a crocodile head was glowing and shaking at the same time.

She was about to call her colleagues, but found that her throat was pinched and her body was restrained. She seemed to see a crocodile growing its mouth and swallowing her in one gulp.

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