Seeing the twisted little snakes turned into black energy rushing toward him, Zhan Jingyi was about to burst out with his spiritual energy, but suddenly hesitated and allowed the twisted little snakes to wrap around his body.
Afterwards, Zhan Jingyi felt his vision go dark, and he felt dizzy and nauseated for a while.
He opened his eyes with difficulty and found himself in an overturned and broken car. Looking past the broken car window, what appeared in his eyes was an overturned gray world.
"Is this Zhou Zheng's dream world?"
As soon as he moved, he found waves of severe pain in his calf, which made Zhan Jingyi frown slightly. Why was he injured just after he came in?
Is this a side effect of entering a dream?
He moved his body slowly, and with his slight movements, the car, which was on the verge of falling apart, made a dangerous creaking sound.
Maybe when he came into the dream, he was with his neck facing down. Now Zhan Jingyi only felt that his back and neck were as stiff as two stones.
When he reached out to push away the broken glass on the ground, he accidentally cut his finger.
Zhan Jingyi looked at the scratched finger and realized something in his heart. In reality, his body was very strong, and it was impossible for broken glass like this to scratch his skin.
Moreover, it is very likely that I did not enter the physical body. This is a dream. I should be a spiritual body now.
After a lot of struggling, Zhan Jingyi finally climbed out of the broken vehicle with its tires upturned. Feeling very weak, he sat on a stone on the side of the road and looked down at his watch. The hands stopped completely.
Surrounding him was the diffuse black mist, indescribable darkness, like the tide of evil, completely immersed in it.
Zhan Jingyi touched his body and found that all the equipment that was originally on his body was gone. It seemed that this was indeed the spiritual world. If the body came in, he should have brought the equipment with him.
He was used to attacking with the Tang Dao, but now that he didn't have the weapon, it made him feel a little no longer there.
Thinking of the weapon, he subconsciously held it in his hand, as if he was holding his Tang Dao and slashing into the air.
What he didn't expect was that as he moved, a Tang knife suddenly appeared in his hand. As he moved, a sword flashed out in the air and struck the broken car on one side.
"Boom!"
As the light of the knife struck the car, the broken car, which was already about to fall apart, was completely shattered into parts.
"Huh!"
Seeing all this, Zhan Jingyi was a little surprised. It turned out that he could use his mental power to manifest the Tang Dao here. The next moment, he touched his waist with his left hand, and sure enough, a bulging feeling appeared in his waist.
As soon as he moved his hand, an M9 pistol that he commonly used appeared in his hand. The aluminum alloy handle gave him a familiar feeling. This pistol has high shooting accuracy and can adapt to various complex environments.
After checking the bullets in the pistol, he loaded the bullets in the pistol, put it back into the gun bag on his waist, and fixed the Tang Dao on his back. With the weapon in his hand, Zhan Jingyi became more courageous.
The first task now is to find Zhou Zheng. If you find Zhou Zheng, you can probably find the devil here, and then destroy the devil. The nightmare that plagues Zhou Zheng should be completely over.
…
Zhan Jingyi walked forward along the road in front of him. From time to time, there was an unspeakable malice and hatred coming from all around, mixed with the dark power unique to hell, like the peek from the evil existence at the bottom of the abyss, the lingering ghost. lingering around him.
this moment.
Endless dust fell from the sky, as if it was the dust produced by every family burning coal in winter when Zhan Jingyi was a child.
As he walked along the road, he looked for clues, looking through the air obscured by ashes and haze to observe the situation around him.
At this time, a strange sound of footsteps and groans came from the end of the street.
Zhan Jingyi looked towards the place where the sound came from. A monster without arms and face, with its body wrapped in dirty skin and walking as stiffly as a puppet, stumbled towards him.
The monster let out bursts of roars, saliva falling on the ground, and white mist rose, making a corrosive sound.
Zhan Jingyi raised his eyebrows, pulled out the pistol from his waist with his right hand, and pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
A bullet shot out quickly, accurately shattering the monster's head. The monster fell to the ground, and the dripping blood was like acid, quickly corroding the ground.
But the next moment.
On one side of the road, more and more monsters appeared, stumbling towards Zhan Jingyi.
Seeing so many monsters, Zhan Jingyi calmly held the gun with both hands, "Bang!" "Bang!"...
One by one, with his precise shooting skills, a dozen monsters soon had their heads smashed and fell to the ground.
Moreover, Zhan Jingyi discovered that the bullets he fired were all glowing with gold, as if they were shaped by his mental power, and had the magical effect of killing these monsters with one hit.
And, most importantly, he found that although he had fired more than a dozen shots, when he checked the bullets, they were actually full. In other words, these bullets were formed by his mental power. As long as his mental power was not enough, If it is exhausted, the bullets will not be exhausted.
In principle, he could keep shooting until... his mental energy was exhausted.
…
However, at this moment, a harsh sound sounded in the distance.
The sound sounded like a roar and like thousands of people wailing in pain. After hearing it, people felt like they were in a trance.
At the same time, at the end of the street in the distance.
An extremely strong and tall one-eyed monster with a hanging rope around its neck suddenly appeared.
The monster's bloody mouth is covered with four layers of sharp teeth, which are densely packed and disgusting.
There was a long knife stuck in his chest, dripping blood, and his other hand held a huge death sickle and an iron chain.
With every step the monster took, Zhan Jingyi could feel the ground shaking slightly. The world reflected in his pupils was dilapidated and desolate, and the dim and old orange-red light was like the flames from hell, scorching the world and condemning sinners.
With the appearance of the one-eyed monster, the unique cry of a baby is heard all the time, making the world more eerie and terrifying.
One after another, the short, charcoal-looking villains with twisted and weird faces came out of the dark corners and rushed toward Zhan Jingyi.
child? Why are the monsters here so strange?
While thinking about it, Zhan Jingyi raised his gun and kept shooting. The monster kept falling to the ground, but soon the previously dead monster turned into a line of dust, condensed and resurrected not far away.
Facing an increasing number of villains and monsters, there is also an oppressive one-eyed monster slowly approaching in the distance.
Zhan Jingyi is not in love with fighting. He needs to find Zhou Zheng first and protect him before fighting these monsters.
As he retreated, he kept firing, killing the evil boys and monsters that were approaching.
"Why is there such a weird scene? Can the monster be resurrected?"
Zhan Jingyi ran quickly towards the distance while thinking about the logic of everything he saw. He must find the problem, otherwise he was afraid that he would also get lost in it.
Everything here was like a thick layer of fog, tightly covering Zhan Jingyi's body, making him somewhat breathless.
The situation just now.
But no one with a normal mind would be like him, facing that kind of twisted and abominable monster, as calm as if he were standing in the garden of his own backyard.
This is no wonder why Zhou Zhenghui became like that. Anyone who dreams about such a dream every day will go crazy.
…
Zhan Jingyi moved quickly while thinking about the situation here. This place was different from other worlds invaded by darkness.
The monsters here are deformed, ferocious, and terrifying. However, they are also the weakest that Zhan Jingyi has ever dealt with. Compared with the ferocious beasts and strange creatures that he encountered before, these are not worth mentioning at all.
However, after entering here, he slowly understood that the horror of this world was not at all about facing the fear caused by monsters. The most important thing was that this was a world of dreams, a world of the spiritual body.
The sky is dark all day long, the monsters are endlessly resurrected, and there is no end to the cycle.
In addition, it is as quiet as a tomb, a dilapidated town that has lost its vitality.
All of these are the real core elements that constitute the infinite horror.
Just like the absurd and weird world in the eyes of a mental patient, everything that is normal is distorted and evil here.
As a young man, Zhou Zheng has to survive in such a dream world and among the monsters.
That feeling of despair and madness became a noose hanging around his neck from the moment he entered this dream.
This noose, as time goes by, continues to tighten until it locks your throat and breaks your neck.
Slowly, Zhou Zheng's spirit will collapse. When his spirit is completely engulfed by darkness and evil, he will be completely killed on the spiritual and soul level.
This is really a deadlock. Only by finding Zhou Zheng and finding a way to solve this problem can we truly save him.
