Snake Yu fell into a dream that was difficult to wake up from.

She was still on the side of the huge changing altar of the "cinema", resonating with countless believers, praising that incredible "adult" together, almost even her soul melted inside.

But I don’t know when, she has entered a more absurd space. There is no process and transition, and there is not enough convincing logic. It is indeed like a dream. But this dream world is becoming more and more...

reality.

Snake Whisper seemed to have arrived at a battlefield filled with artillery fire.

That's right, it's the battlefield.

The logic of the dream itself was rapidly becoming complete, so much so that it gave her an extremely deep and conclusive impression.

She fell into the middle of a chaotic war zone, surrounded by the fortified Xiongguan Fortress. Everywhere she could see roaring war machines, countless soldiers, exoskeleton armor in front of them, operating fighter planes, shuttles, and large mechas, engaged in selfless fighting.

As for their enemies, they are some extraordinary creatures similar to aberrations. Many of them were vaguely elements of the images played in the previous "cinema"; some are simply the bloody creatures flying around in the "cloud world"

Giant ape...

The fighting between the two sides was so intense that Snake Whisper was inevitably involved.

She couldn't even tell who was a friend and who was an enemy. Driven by some unknown force, she fought against every threatening target that appeared around her, and then was killed.

It's that simple.

Because in this battlefield, Snake Whisper's strength seems too mediocre. The most terrible thing is that she can't keep up with the rhythm of the war.

As a spellcaster, she was not used to this kind of chaotic and fierce killing situation. It was like she was trapped in a huge millstone of flesh and blood. The gap where she could survive was narrow and narrow, and it was constantly changing and shrinking. If she was not careful,

, will be ground into pulp.

After the pain of death has passed, she will be reborn in a different location on the same battlefield, once again falling into an endless battle.

At first, Snake Language was still confused about what was going on and what was the logic behind it? But later on, after being killed so many times, there was no room for thinking.

Because even in a dream, the pain felt at the moment of death is so real that it is chilling.

Beheading, piercing the heart, cutting in half, dismembering the body, incineration, corrosion...

In the flesh-and-blood millstone of the battlefield, the "death" that once made Snake Whisper abandon his dignity and self to avoid came in different ways.

There are only strong and weak points, and there is no reduction or exemption.

Even if the endless "rebirth" has partially reduced the great horror between life and death, the instinct of life still makes her try her best to avoid this ending - fighting with people and defeating enemies, but it still doesn't take long.

After a long time, I was killed again and again, and I had to experience new ways of death.

Death may be like a dream, but pain is accumulating.

Maybe things must be reversed at the extreme, people are too numb, and finally they can gain calmness. I don’t know how many times of life and death, at a certain moment, Snake Language suddenly had an epiphany!

At that time, she was in the midst of the chaos between life and death, but a beam of light penetrated her, making her whole body transparent. She shuddered subconsciously, and then what she sensed was no longer just the noisy and bloody battlefield, but also the

There is a pair of cold and observing "eyes".

The "eyes" are embedded in a certain corner of this dream space. It can even be said that the entire dream space is the incarnation of the "eyes".

That's right, the "eyes" stared at her coldly, watching her struggle and fight for her life, showing off all she had learned, exposing every trump card, and watching how much her skin and flesh could carry, and how she would disintegrate and decay.

In this way, Snake Language was seen clearly from the inside out.

Snake Language is no longer confused: It’s Ronan!

I don't know since when, all the incredible things she encountered were inseparable from Ronan; and as long as there was this central axis, all the logic would be straightened out.

Snake had an epiphany about her current role:

An experiment, an experiment tied to a table.

She had no power to fight back at all, and could only watch helplessly as the cold boy reached out and cut open her clothes, skin, and all the barriers and defenses.

That cruel battlefield is the operating table.

In this way, Ronan stripped her naked, dismembered her, dissected her, disassembled every inch of flesh, every organ, every bone, and every nerve in her body, and tested them under different conditions.

The whole process of twisting, deforming, and falling apart; then reassembling and assembling them, even applying oil and wax, preserving and maintaining them, and then returning them to their original state before throwing them into a new round of experiments...

This is what Snake Talk feels like.

She struggled and fought in this absurd dream space, but in a more real dimension, she just let Ronan do what she did, without the ability to fight back. It was through this method that Ronan understood the limits of her body.

Mental limits, and some details that even she herself may not be aware of.

The sudden enlightenment could not relieve any pain. On the contrary, the transparency made her even more desperate.

Sheyu didn't know how long this experience would last.

She is going to collapse, really going to collapse.

Even if it was a nightmare, even though she knew it was a nightmare, thousands of reincarnations had already crushed the barrier of her will.

Sheyu wanted to beg Ronan, but no matter how hard she struggled, whether she cried bitterly, or moaned sadly, it was meaningless. Her cries and moans could not be transmitted there at all.

At this moment, she could realize more than ever the distance between the ants and the gods. In a sense, this even made her more desperate than the endless pain.

Later, Snake Language even began to envy those "soul fires" who once sat side by side with her under the altar and hummed in praise. She would rather be that chaotic and ignorant soul, without any other extravagance, and no longer pursue the meaning of self.

, just relying on Ronan's system, just hoping to escape this brutal torture and desperate reincarnation.

Such thoughts together are like highly corrosive toxins, spreading instantly, causing the already riddled mind to lose almost all activity.

If that's the case...

If that could escape reincarnation, Snake Language wouldn't mind sinking into that state at all, as long as it was the ultimate liberation!

"Beishan, Beishan?"

The sudden call and violent vibration suddenly invaded, shaking the entire dream space, and it felt very rough.

Sheyu was not angry at all. On the contrary, all the positive emotions surged up in her heart - this was the feedback she had been begging for for a long time. Finally, someone responded to her, called her, and treated her as a normal person, a person of the same level.

life!

Such a scene was like being in deep water without any light, and when she was about to drown, someone threw a lifeline to her. No matter who it was, Snake Whisper would only try its best to grab it and struggle upward.

A second later, the barrier between dreams and reality shattered.

Snake Language suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with darkness, and then there was a burst of colorful light. There were countless complex "barrier debris" mixed inside, and realistic and unrealistic elements were mixed together, forming an unexplainable torrent of information.

It passed through her mind and heart.

After a full five seconds, Sheyu found his own logic and finally distinguished the blurry outline that belonged to Yin Le in front of him.

In the next three to five seconds, she gradually felt the touch of the tatami beneath her body, the corner structure against which she was leaning, and the sound of flowing water on the outside.

The countless layers of details gradually outlined an extremely solid reality in her mind and around her body.

The familiar yet unfamiliar real world is like a solid life-saving cabin, which firmly protects Snakeyu inside and isolates her from everything in her dreams. It was only at this time that Snakeyu could feel her own situation more clearly:

She was soaked inside and out, her middle coat soaked with sweat, and the tatami beneath her was soaked. She was already suffering from mild dehydration symptoms, and in the dark she didn't even know whether what she was shedding was sweat or blood.

Her expression must be very bad, otherwise Yin Le, who has a mediocre relationship with her, would not be able to show such a worried look.

"Are you OK?"

"you……"

The snake language originally wanted to say, don’t you have that experience?

As soon as she thought about it, she was suddenly stunned. What had she just experienced?

Snake Language's memory suddenly became chaotic.

A certain dream memory that made her frightened and despaired was blurred at an alarming speed. No matter how she traced it back, she could only recall some rough patterns. In the dream, there seemed to be a fortress for stationing troops, and there were clouds that were breathing abnormal forms, and there were

Bloody hell-like lava mountains... they coexist and conflict with each other, and together they build a chaotic world.

As for myself, I seem to be trapped in it, having gone through an unbearable past. As for the specific details of the process, I can no longer recall it.

The possible harm was buried deep in the chaotic dream world, and also sank deep into her heart. No matter how much she thought about it, it would be difficult to stir up trouble. The only thing she could be sure of was:

I have indeed experienced something... Oh, and Yin Le should not have had this experience!

Jealousy arose in Sheyu's heart, but she was grateful to Yin Le for waking her up from the terrifying nightmare. The chaotic and complicated thoughts were entangled together, leaving her dazed and confused for a moment.

Of course Yin Le can see that Sheyu is in a bad state right now.

This is rather strange.

Yin Le compared her feelings with her own. Judging from the things she had experienced, although it was shocking, it would not make Snake Language become like this.

After thinking twice, Yin Le analyzed from his own experience and suddenly thought of a possibility: "Beishan, could it be that you were disrespectful to Mr. in that situation?"

"Disrespectful?"

Sheyu shuddered subconsciously, shook her head a little awkwardly, and wanted to say something to defend herself, but was unable to speak.

This made Yin Le strengthen his judgment.

Having worked in a secret sect all year round, Yin Le has seen a lot of similar things.

It only took a dozen days for Sheyu to "obeisance" to Ronan. Even if she showed a level of obedience that was beyond her expectations, it was still unknown whether she was unwilling to accept it or not.

As a believer, I have disrespectful thoughts at my core. It's just normal. It's still revealed in that kind of grand ceremony. Even for an ideal sect like the Blood Flame Order, the backlash it has to endure is quite terrifying.
To be continued...