Chapter 233 The Worm of Erosion (Twenty-Two)
After being hungry and thirsty for a long time, Liang Yuntian's teeth were undoubtedly in terrible shape.
The seemingly indestructible centipede was directly bitten into two pieces by him.
Weird wails echoed throughout the space.
[San value minus 5]
In view of the fact that we are so close, we can say that we have to bear the brunt of it before paying.
At that moment, he felt like his forehead was about to be opened, and his sanity value dropped by 5 points.
And just like tasting the most delicious delicacy, with the juice splashing, the skull swallowed half of the insect stumps in one mouthful.
As he moved, slender limbs sprouted from the spine and rapidly lengthened.
Almost instantly, he turned into a centipede with a human head.
Qiu Chengyi, who witnessed this scene, went directly into a state of petrification, with a fanatical smile even remaining on his face.
"Do you know what you are doing!"
After finally coming to his senses, Qiu Chengyi let out a horrific roar.
"Sorry, my hand slipped."
Before paying, he handed half of the centipede to him.
"How about you see if it still works?"
Of course, this was just a casual comment. Before paying, I could clearly feel that with Liang Yuntian biting it just now, the indescribable spirituality of the centipede had long since dissipated, and now it had at least some effects on promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.
"Blasphemy!"
Qiu Chengyi roared again, his expression extremely ferocious.
"You must die!"
"I won't bother you with this, but the divine body has been desecrated. Isn't it a bit unreasonable for you, the self-proclaimed Son of God, to still talk to me here?"
"Should we not think more carefully about the issue that form is emptiness?"
Fu Qian's logic is undoubtedly very strict, but unfortunately Qiu Chengyi has obviously entered a state of confusion.
His brain refused to process this obvious logical contradiction.
"you must--"
Repeating the declaration just now, his deformed arm tightened crazily, and countless bones in front of him were instantly broken.
Unfortunately, he only spoke half of his words when a centipede with a skull bit him on the neck, making him unable to speak the rest of his words.
[Mission completed, No. 1-077 contained successfully]
At the same time, the task completion prompt sounded.
Following the prompt, the existence of the entire space became extremely unstable.
"You're really... surprising!"
At this time, the lobbyist who had been silent for a long time spoke again.
"I can feel the nightmare is shattering. You can leave this place."
"I told you a long time ago that as long as you don't compete blindly, I will definitely help you pass the level."
He snorted before paying.
"Indeed, although your methods are eye-opening to me!"
The lobbyist sounded like he was thinking about how to phrase his words.
"Anyway, thank you very much. You have given me a deeper understanding of the nature of nightmares! I think I will be more confident in the future."
"What do you mean, you can't go out this time?"
There was no emotion in Fu Qian's voice.
"Yes, I have already said that my opportunity has not come yet, but I didn't expect that I would be able to witness your success."
"That's such a shame!"
"It's time to say goodbye!"
Following the lobbyist's words, Fu Qian noticed that the pattern on his left arm "floated".
Like a massless shadow, the pattern floats into the air and then begins to dissipate bit by bit from the edges.
"Although the process was a bit tortuous, it seems that we finally achieved our original intention? I have a hunch that we will meet again."
"Okay, bye!"
The next moment, as the silhouette of the lobbyist completely disappeared, everything in Fu Qian's field of vision collapsed, including the entangled Liang Yuntian and Qiu Chengyi in front of him.
The picture flowed, and when Fu Qian's senses recovered, he was already standing in the warehouse.
[Mission Evaluation: Dream Destroyer]
[The tide of spirituality surges in the deep nightmare, but this nightmare does not belong to one person. Many bound wills are coupled into this dream.
The great wills are watching here all the time, wanting to control this narrow passage and descend into the real world.
And in a certain dark tide, one of them sowed many seeds, hoping to give birth to a real heir.
Unfortunately, the distortion of a seed not only bankrupted this idea, but even the source of the nightmare was shaken, and eventually disintegrated into an unknown chaos.
It will take a long time to recreate this dream again】
[Kills: None]
[Reward: San value +20; Inspiration +5]
[The current san value is 196, the current inspiration is 56]
【Would you like to play the event review?】
In the warehouse, Fu Qian listened to a series of prompts in his ears, and the more he listened, the more he frowned.
Something's wrong, it's a level 1 item after all!
Although it is true that there were no kills in the whole process, is the reward too shabby?
Fu Qian lowered his head and looked at his body. The injury had already healed and was no different from usual.
"Play event review."
Withdrawing his gaze, Fu Qian sat down directly on the chair and began to browse the process.
"It doesn't seem to be anything special."
Until the playback ended, he muttered to himself before paying.
In addition to the difficulty being a little smaller than expected, the rewards are a little smaller than normal...
After a long time, there was no sound in the warehouse.
Before paying, he activated the mark thoughtfully and chose to go home.
…
It's still the same scene as when I left.
Before paying, I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was still very early.
And while he was standing in the living room, he discovered something unusual again.
There was no shouting in my ears. It seemed that all my acquaintances had a tacit understanding and did not get up.
Listening to the sound of aunties and uncles doing morning exercises outside, Fu Qian came to the kitchen and started eating noodles leisurely.
He was particularly serious today, so serious that he even counted the noodles one by one.
Boil water, add seasoning, and put it into a bowl.
After finishing breakfast with ease, Fu Qian stretched and sat down naturally.
However, the next moment, Fu Qian's hand holding the chopsticks froze in mid-air, staring straight at him, as if his consciousness went blank.
To describe it in terms, it's like the whole person has entered a downtime state.
This state lasted for about five seconds, and then the chopsticks in his hand began to slowly fall down, picking up a strand of noodles.
At the same time, a faint light lit up on his wrist.
The dining table in front of him disappeared instantly.
The mark on Fu Qian's wrist was activated, allowing him to return to the warehouse again.
In less than half a second, the chopsticks in his hand turned into ashes.
At the same time, a shadow dragged out from Fu Qian's body.
The shadow seemed to be alive, constantly swaying from side to side, trying to return to the body.
But it seemed to be washed away by some invisible torrent, and in the end it was still bit by bit dislocated from the body until it was completely separated.
"Hello, Brother Talker!"
He exhaled before paying, and his eyes regained their clarity.
He took two steps back, made sure to distance himself from the shadow, and said hello with a smile.
"Isn't it a little too fast for us to meet again?"
The next chapter of this article will be over, and it will be a little later as it is still being proofread.
This chapter has been completed!