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Chapter 1467 Artificial Existence Core (35)

Of course, in the beginning, it may be the dream of everyone above this age.

Walking in the sun-drenched square, although the sun could not be seen in the sky, I thought silently in my heart.

After entering the square, the feeling was different from the one in the corridor just now.

One of the significant changes is that it has become difficult to remain invisible.

To a certain extent, it once again shows that although the old man has come all the way here, this is no longer a dream created by himself, but more like a gathering place of many dream wills.

The people wandering in the square are almost of the same nature as the old man. He is no longer the only core of the dream.

Because of this, there was no need to continue hiding.

This kind of dream link should belong to a very deep cognitive category. The will state of many wandering dreamers is not considered awake.

Even if there is a younger person in the middle, it won't be too scary.

As for the target he wanted to find, Fu Qian had never thought about the significance of his concealment in its absolute home field.

In fact, from the moment he forced the old man to sleep, Fu Qian had already felt a very positive rejection from the dream.

This is not unexpected at all. No matter what the situation is at the moment, after the previous interactions, especially Mr. Leake's death, it is impossible for that person not to be fully alert.

This is why Fu Qian chose to spend san points to transform into a false god instead of directly transforming into the king of the abandoned prison in mythical form.

Theoretically speaking, the effect of the latter should be better, and after this period of rest, it is no longer a problem to open it briefly.

The problem is that dreaming is only the beginning.

When walking in it, wrestling is always present.

The duration of the pseudo-god's transformation would probably be too exhausting if replaced by the Abandoned Prison King.

And in this huge intersection of dreams, it will never be easy to find a target that is determined to be hidden.



Fear, sadness, but also a helpless relief.

Standing in front of a blue-black stone sculpture with a slightly abstract shape, Fu Qian looked at the aged facial features on it, as well as the statues of the same style in the distance, as well as various weird buildings, doors, and streets beyond.

There are only a few wandering here, while those over there represent numerous places constructed by other wills.

The old aunt suddenly entered sleepwalking and attacked from a waking state, which basically means that even if she is awake on the surface, there is a high probability that there is still some connection with this place deep in her consciousness.

It may be weak, but it does not delay the target from being hidden in it. As mentioned before, searching is a big project.

But it's much better than expected.

According to the population density of Los Angeles, the number of people who have passed their fifty-ninth birthday will be exaggerated even in a small area.

If everyone gathered here, I believe it would not be like this.

In fact, in his judgment, it is very likely that the target could have achieved that level - otherwise, how could it have been contaminated?

But immediately after Mr. Leake's fifty-ninth birthday, his behavior changed dramatically.

If the previous guess is true and it is really caused by it, the speed of change seems to indicate that meeting the age condition and encountering it are almost causal reactions.

And pollution is pollution. No matter how bad the state of the gods in the past is, Fu Qian will never underestimate their death struggle.

Perhaps the funeral of this mysterious creature was happy, and it may even have some initiative and try to gain benefits from it, but the desecrated nature will not change.

This resulted in it being no longer able to enter other ordinary dreams, and the range of its habitat was greatly reduced.

Sounds like a subjective conjecture, based solely on your imagination?

Even now there is a piece of evidence in front of us - if he can escape to other places, why is this guy pushing himself so hard?

Wouldn't it be better to wander around in so many dreams and tire yourself to death?

Of course, it was done very carefully, and even to this day, it still can't catch any traces.

Although it is more durable than the mythical form, the pseudo-god transformation still has its limits.

According to the current intensity of rejection, as soon as it ends, I will be kicked out properly.

Then continue to insert coins with a san value of ten points and start trying again.

The problem is that narrowing the scope does not mean that the scope is small, and the sanity value is not generous.

There are other ways to find other ways to reduce the difficulty of searching, such as physically removing the contaminated ones.

Even if it is cleared thoroughly enough, it can be reduced to zero and you may not even have to deal with it in your dreams.

But if there is a massacre like that, there is a high chance that the frost demigod himself will jump to the top of the Nightman's Most Wanted list as soon as he appears.

Fortunately, I am not prepared to use either of these methods before paying.

As we all know, I have always been the kind of person that game arcade owners hate the most.

Ten points of sanity is enough, and our strategy is indeed not to deal with it in dreams.

Hi!

Standing in the square filled with the fear of aging, Fu Qian greeted the empty space cordially.

At the same time, his figure suddenly expanded.



Tall and majestic, it looks like a tyrant has arrived in the world.

And countless tiny traces, like ice cracks, spread out from the body, stretching into the surrounding void, flickering and changing.

At that moment, this dream of a noble person, both ten thousand and one, seemed like the most terrifying crusher had fallen into it.

Even if he just stood still, everything around him seemed to be disintegrating by the cracks.

The reason why I was not in a hurry to look for it was because I had never thought of looking for it before.

If there are too many rooms, do you have to open the door one by one? Can't you just demolish the building?

Using the Brilliant Tyrant to do this kind of thing, after a trip to the Pope, we are already familiar with it.

As for efficiency?

It can indeed be felt that after the other party was briefly shocked, he was trying his best to maintain repairs.

And my pseudo-god transformation didn't last too long.

But that's okay.

The next moment, Fu Qian's hand penetrated into a crack that finally appeared in the void under the raging ice pattern.

It's even a coincidence that it is located on the old statue.

The action before paying was so smooth that he took it out in reverse without any hesitation in an instant.

Visceral crit targets abstract concepts, and the application of this move also belongs to the special training content of the Pope.

The best thing is that as an execution skill that destroys all related concepts at once, the target of the visceral critical strike is really "a whole" at the moment, so there is no need to worry about missing anything.

Roar--

The execution initiated by the second-level extraordinary does not even require a second strike.

With the violent blow, the cracks were shattered, and the damage was transmitted to every corner uncontrollably.

The force that had been repelling him disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a heart-breaking roar.

Of course, it's just ordinary people. For the King of Abandoned Prison, the moment Mr. Lik died, the source of the evil plague was already a dead person.


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