Underground in the dream world.

In a narrow, invisible tunnel.

Three or four pairs of scarlet eyes emitted a red light in the darkness.

The sound of conversation sounded, and the tone was sharp and fast, like a devil's whisper.

“Food…eat…”

"Eat! Delicious!"

"I...I want to eat..."

A ghoul dragged a corpse back to his small nest.

Prepare to eat with your wife and children.

It is worth noting that this corpse is very fresh, as if it had just died not long ago.

There was still disbelief and horror on the face of the deceased.

It was like when he was dreaming that a monster suddenly rushed over. He thought it was a nightmare, but he could not wake up from the dream until his throat was torn open and his breath disappeared.

In fact, this is the cause of this man's death.

People who were pulled into this huge dream by ghouls are far more than Anle and others. There are always some unfortunate guys who are targeted by ghouls.

And after being killed in a dream, he will never wake up again in reality.

The joys and sorrows of humans and ghouls are not in common.

Faced with such a fresh corpse, the members of the ghoul family showed a more excited and greedy expression, opening their mouths, revealing strange shredded meat and fishy fangs, and their saliva fell down.

They are going to have a full meal.

Just then.

"laugh!"

A fair and innocent palm flashed in the shadow.

The hot, sticky blood sprayed out, dyeing the tunnels in the dark red.

The pungent fishy smell spread quickly.

Anle shook her head and thought disappointedly: ‘No.’

‘No valuable information at all.’

He had followed this passage and killed seven such small ghoul settlements.

However, there is very little information obtained.

Interestingly, even the happiness in this state is to never forget to use tentacles to extract their filth and try to squeeze out the residual value before killing the ghouls.

Unfortunately, the filthy mind obtained is very little, and like the memories in the minds of most ghouls, it is of extremely low value.

Perhaps because, in the eyes of the Lord of Chaos All-knowing, the low intelligence and chaos of ghouls are manifestations of their "normal" and "reason".

Even though some of them existed, they were once humans.

However, after eating the first bite of carrion from the body, they all became another organism, both physically and psychologically.

Just like happiness is impossible because a cat cannot speak and cannot become a cat-eared girl, it can extract filthy reason from it, the madness of a ghoul is already another completely different substance and is not recognized by tentacles.

If you really want to say this situation is similar to a dirty blood beast.

However, in the dream where Anle is now in, the corpse of the ghoul is not real flesh and blood, so it cannot be "extracted" and turned into filthy sanity.

‘This speed is too slow…’

Thought with peace of mind.

‘This level of killing...is not enough, not enough, and far from enough!’

A little surprise suddenly emerged in his heart: "Did I have such thoughts in the past?"

For some reason, Anle seemed to remember something that happened a long time ago in a trance.

The bright and dazzling shadowless light, the cold operating table, the scalpel emitting cold light, and the unidentified whispers of the doctors in white coats, and finally... blood!

There is no sight of the bright red blood stains!

‘When did those things happen?’

In Anle's mind, his experience before he was sixteen years old was still an ordinary life, a peaceful birth, growing up, going to school... But at this time, those memories began to be mixed with some sporadic and unusual fragments, bringing indescribable distortion and incongruity.

However, this strange thing is like a wave on the sea, which merges into the sea in the blink of an eye and disappears.

Anle said to himself in his heart: ‘It’s time to speed up.’

As soon as this thought arises, peace begins to accumulate strength.

The body under the black robe seemed slender, but it was filled with power that was enough to make outsiders frightened.

This is the terrible body qualities that have been washed by shadows, and the saint blood source blood is transformed by dragon blood, and is supplemented by the crazy believer's body-building technique and breathing method. After his long-term persistence and hard work, and the terrifying physical fitness that the church helped to hone, compared with ordinary people, it is no exaggeration to be called "Superman".

Even if this body in the dream is just an existence imagined by Happy, it still has a level of nearly 80% in reality.

Finally, the one who calls this constitution and many secret forces in the body together is the dark level gift - [Taixi Shadow Calamity]!

This gift comes from an indescribable ancient times. It was not even humans who invented it, but a terrifying undead.

It can be imagined that its mystery and power are.

Even if the word "shadow" is included in the name, in fact, [Taixi Shadow Tribulation] has no close relationship with shadow. Its essence is a use of power, exerting it, like a superb martial arts move that exerts its original power several times.

The muscles all over Anle's body began to contract and tighten.

This process is like squeezing a spring, pressing the spring to an extreme state where it is not broken, and finally loosening it.

The blood slowly heats up and the circulation speed increases.

The skin under Anle's black robe showed a faint blood color, and the tiny capillaries ruptured, releasing some slight blood mist that was indetectable.

Such a bloody smell and previous movements naturally attracted many underground creatures.

In the darkness, the crawling sounds of Xisuo continued.

Pairs of scarlet eyes opened nearby, flashing with greed and unconcealed malice.

In addition to ghouls, there are also a large number of companions that are approaching - companions, that is, those animals infected and assimilated by ghouls.

Most of them are mice. Their epidermis are hairless and have not been completely transformed into ghoul-like ghouls. The skin is directly exposed to the air. The red patches are covered with moss-like bacteria, which looks weird and nauseous.

However, there are a large number of mutant mice and their size is three to five times that of ordinary people.

These guys were originally an underground group of rats living in the wasteland. They were called "Heart-eating Rats" by people living in the wasteland. They were cruel, extremely aggressive, and fearless, and were extremely dangerous.

Heart-eating rats have extraordinary preferences for this part of the heart. Of course, they are not picky about food, they will eat it if they are meat.

The fact that one can live in the wasteland alone is enough to show the terror of the Heart-Eating Rat.

After being assimilated into ghoul companions, it becomes more difficult to deal with.

However, after entering this tunnel, these crazy rats did not directly submerge the living creatures not far away like tides, like they usually do.

Because in their eyes, the figures in the dark certainly exudes sweet and tempting vitality, but at the same time, they are like a volcano that is about to gush!

Full of violence and heat.

A sense of depression enveloped the mentally low-key brains of the crazy rats.

They are not as smart as humans, but their keen instinct tells them not to get close!

Anle noticed the movement nearby and knew the gathering of the rats and ghouls, but he didn't care.

He visualized a long and rushing river of blood in his mind.

The long river of blood is responding to his imagination.

In the dark, the indescribable secret power hangs from the long river, through the distance in reality, through the barrier between dreams and reality, and descends into the peaceful body.

For a moment, Anle even felt that the blood in the blood vessels had become a river that never ended.

The powerful beating of the heart and the surging blood gathered together.

Anle's eyes turned into vertical pupils, the darkness of the shadows entangled with the scarlet redness of the blood, and whirled, and a faint golden color flashed.

This is a manifestation of several secret forces being mobilized to the extreme.

And in his hands in front of him, an energy ball the size of an egg had been formed.

Compared to the last time I tried it in the church, Anle almost used all his strength this time.

A trace of destruction was spreading out from this orb mixed with red, black and gold.

It is like a gem, magnificent and precious, exuding a thrilling beauty.

But behind the beauty is a tyrannical force that seems to destroy everything.

‘It’s a little bit, it’s a little bit…’

At this time, the group of heart-eating rats became more and more restless. The sweet smell of flesh and blood and the constant warning signs in their hearts were in conflict with each other, which was about to drive them crazy.
To be continued...