Chapter 611 Whirling Dreamland——The World of the Dead
Wang Antong looked at the hand stretched out from his chest in disbelief. For a moment, he felt difficulty breathing and a tearing pain in his chest.
when?
What kind of method was this, and why didn't he notice anything strange?
Logically speaking, since Jiang Qinian entered this dream and he replaced Jiang Qinian's existence, he should have gained most of Jiang Qinian's abilities.
Unless it is something as unique as Hellfire and Styx, Jiang Qinian's abilities will be occupied by Wang Antong and reserved for future impersonations.
But Wang Antong had no idea about the power of this ghost hand.
Could it be the ability hidden by Jiang Qinian?
But this is not right. Although this ability looks scary, it is definitely not as unique as the underworld fire, and it is even inferior to the golden and jade energy it possesses.
If this is the case, what is the explanation for the current phenomenon?
Wang Antong couldn't figure it out, but he didn't have the chance to figure it out either.
The three-minute countdown rang in his mind, the ghost hand tore his chest, and Jiang Qinian's figure appeared in front of him again.
it's all over.
Although Wang Antong did not die, he knew that he would not survive anyway.
That ghost hand didn't simply extend from his chest, it tore his chest apart, and the weird breath kept swirling in his internal organs, crazily destroying everything he encountered.
Even if the three minutes were up, even if Jiang Qinian gave up, there was absolutely no chance of his life.
Wang Antong wanted to say something, but the pain in his chest prevented him from speaking at all. He could only look at Jiang Qinian with regret and resentment, as if he was venting his unwillingness, or the sadness of being in such a situation.
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Jiang Qinian looked at Wang Antong with a complicated expression, but there was no wave in his heart.
"Wang Antong, you may blame me or yourself, but I want to say that you are responsible for all this.
It's normal for you to hate me, after all, I killed you, but the person you should hate more should be the Big Nightmare, which imprisons you here and uses you as a killing tool.
But not only do you have no intention of repenting, but you also help the evildoers and are willing to kill innocent people for the sake of the big nightmare.
But this is normal.
People, even after death, have the instinct to follow others. You don't dare to offend the Great Nightmare, because it will prevent you from transcending even after death. This is normal.
I won't say whether your path is right or wrong, but since you have chosen a path from which there is no turning back, you should be prepared to bear the consequences. I think you should understand this.
Hate me if you want to, it doesn't matter.
The reason why I took away your life at the last moment was actually to let you experience the experience of those innocent people who were killed by you.
Many of them are seriously ill and have no choice but to receive organ transplants, so they don't know that the organs they transplanted came from improper sources.
They just wanted to live a good life, but you ruined everything with your own hands, causing those who had regained their lives to fall into a deeper abyss... 5
Those people just want to live, and there's nothing wrong with that. You want to live, too, and that's also true. But if you destroy other people's hope of living because you want to live, that's unforgivable in my eyes.
So I think it would be too cheap for you to kill you like this.
To be honest, when there were still a few seconds left before the time expired, did you think you could escape?
But what’s the result? How does it feel?
When you committed those evil deeds, did you ever think about today?
Of course, people like you are inexperienced and too paranoid, so I don’t want to tell you any big truths.
In short, you are about to die. Since you were once a miserable person, I will not completely block your escape route.
Let's do this. I'll give you a chance to reincarnate. It depends on whether you can grasp it.
You have to live there."
After saying that, Jiang Qinian waved his hand.
At this time, Wang Antong tried to open his mouth and wanted to say something, but he could no longer say anything. Another arm stretched out from his throat, but it was different from the thick arm at the chest. This time it appeared
His arms are extremely slender and tender, like a child's.
Wang Antong looked at the two outstretched arms in horror, and the look in his eyes turned into horror. He wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't do it at all.
The ghost hands restricted his movements, and at the same time grabbed Wang Antong with his frightened and helpless eyes, and then rubbed him bit by bit, as if trying to turn him over.
The two ghost hands kept rubbing Wang Antong, squeezing the bones on his body until they creaked, and then cracked into pieces.
Under such huge force, Wang Antong's figure continued to shrink, and continued to shrink, until finally, the flesh and blood on his body had turned into a photo.
Two ghost hands worked together to drag Wang Antong into the photo. As a faint wailing sound sounded, Wang Antong's life was also brought to an end. Only a black and white photo was left swaying in the air. Finally,
Then it slowly fell to the ground.
Jiang Qinian stepped forward to pick up the photo, then held it in his hand and looked at it casually.
In the photo, Wang Antong has a distorted figure, his expression is twisted together due to pain, and there are two ghost hands, one large and one small, attached to his body, which looks very weird.
"Thank you."
Jiang Qinian said this to the air.
As the words fell, the black and white photo shook slightly, seemingly in response to Jiang Qinian.
Then, he sighed softly and put the photo in his arms.
"Everything is over..."
Looking at the departing figures in the sky, Jiang Qinian muttered to himself again on the south bank.
Although it looks very blurry, if you look carefully, Jiang Qinian seems to be surrounded by densely packed translucent figures.
They were floating in mid-air, opening and closing their mouths, as if they were saying something to Jiang Qinian, and then disappeared one after another, as if they had never appeared before.
Wang Antong was reincarnated, and the same was true for those who had been harmed by him. Under the pressure of the nightmare, those deformed monsters were unable to take action against Wang Antong, so Jiang Qinian could only use this method to give away the right to choose.
Leave it to them.
Indeed, Jiang Qinian promised Wang Antong that he would be reincarnated, but he did not say that those who had been harmed by him would also be reincarnated.
Will those people let Wang Antong go by then... This is none of Jiang Qinian's business.
Anyway, he fulfilled his promise, and what happens next has nothing to do with him.
After Wang Antong died, the entire dream began to collapse and disintegrate, gradually revealing its true colors.
Seeing such a scene, Jiang Qinian breathed a sigh of relief.
His guess was not wrong, and when he returned to the original hospital, the feeling of being eroded slowly disappeared, which meant that this was an ordinary dream and he was back again.
However, this does not mean that he has cracked the dream, but in fact it is not much different.
The biggest crisis has been resolved, and what is left is nothing more than a small fight, something that cannot be brought to the table. How can there be anything done to Jiang Qinian?
He walked slowly to the door and knocked twice.
Seeing no response, he simply didn't hesitate and pushed the door open. After entering, he pulled out a chair and sat down.
"You three have had enough chatting, haven't you? When you've finished chatting, please return your body to me so that I can send you three on your way so that we can be reunited in the underworld."
Yes, the person lying on that hospital bed at this moment is exactly the same person as Jiang Qi.
Standing next to that person were Zhang Lianyu and Gao Wenxing with dull faces.
Seeing that they were silent, Jiang Qinian continued:
"I said that each of you has nothing of your own.
Face? Why do you have to use mine?
What, could it be that you don’t want to see your own face at all, so you want to imitate others?
Really? Gao Lan?"
Upon hearing this, the face of the man lying on the bed changed drastically, and then his body tensed up instantly, ready to take action at any time.
Seeing this situation, Jiang Qinian didn't care at all, and just laughed disdainfully, with a strong sense of sarcasm in his voice.
This dream is not only caused by the ghost of Wang Antong. Since Zhang Lianyu and Gao Wenxing did not die in the real world, it is just a nightmare projection. However, Gao Lan, who has been hiding in the dark, actually has a real mind.
Jiang Qinian has been suspicious since he picked up the diary.
If Wang Antong is the sole core of this nightmare, then why does a person named Gao Lan appear again?
Because no matter from any angle, this dream is centered on what Wang Antong has experienced, so logically speaking, there should not be a person who has nothing to do with him.
Since it appears, it means that there is some unknown connection between the two parties.
He had seen the experimental records recorded by the ghost couple in the surface world of Nightmare City. At that time, it only recorded that Wang Antong had died, but it did not record the cause of his death.
In this case, how did Wang Antong die?
Jiang Qinian didn't know the answer at first, but as he stayed in another dimension of the hospital for longer, he gradually noticed some abnormalities.
The other dimension was full of monsters and ghosts, and even though it was separated by a thick layer of fog, Jiang Qinian could still detect the faint hint of scarlet in the sky.
Ghosts everywhere, a blood-red sky, and the aura of death everywhere.
As he stayed inside longer, his body was also being eroded by the ubiquitous death energy. Jiang Qinian had no doubt that if he was unable to get out, there would be no need for Wang Antong to take action. He
You will be completely eroded by the death energy, and eventually turn into a ghost-like existence.
That was not a normal dream at all, it was even much scarier than a nightmare.
Why Wang Antong must kill him is probably not difficult to guess.
Because it belongs to the world of the dead, only by killing Jiang Qinian can Wang Antong escape from the world of the dead...