Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 221 The Erosion Worm ([-])

In the room, Liang Yuntian was obviously shocked by Fu Qian's actions.

I've seen self-mutilation, but I've never seen such cruelty.

But under his unbelievable eyes, Fu Qian showed a smile.

In his perception, the terrifying pain lasted only for a moment, and disappeared the next moment.

Instead, there was an indescribable sense of relief.

Fuqian is very sure that this is not the feeling of death.

The next moment, the picture in front of him shrank suddenly, everything receded rapidly, and finally disappeared at one point.

"You're here~"

A melodious sigh sounded, so close that it seemed to be right next to my ear.

"You shouldn't be so resistant."

……

When his vision recovered, Fu Qian found himself in a long corridor with a tall figure in front of him.

On the wall behind the figure is a reddish-brown door covered with mysterious patterns from top to bottom.

At this moment, the door has been opened, and there is almost substantial darkness inside, and nothing can be seen.

The tall figure was slowly turning around, and it was obvious that it was the person who spoke just now.

In fact, whether this person can be defined as a person is debatable.

First of all, he has a human head, a typical middle-aged appearance, and even looks quite handsome.

However, under this head, the body has nothing to do with humans at all.

Sharp limbs, gray carapace, and vellus hair all over the body.

The swollen belly dragged all the way to the ground, and the long wings on the back were glowing with colorful oil paint.

At first glance, it almost looks like a giant flea.

"This is not the place you should be."

Seeing Fu Qian looking over, this one spoke again.

"Oh why?"

To be honest, it still feels inexplicably weird for a flea with a human head on its head to talk like this.

However, Fu Qian was already well-informed, and this kind of small spiritual pollution was not a problem at all, and he immediately asked back without changing his face.

"This is the cage of the soul, a place where nightmares linger, and twisted dreams are coupled here. It is an extremely dangerous place for any existence."

"I see."

Seeing this serious face, Fu Qian also nodded solemnly.

"I don't know your surname Gao?"

"I've spent too much time here, the name has no meaning to me, if I just want a code name...

You can call me God Devourer, or Lobbyist, in fact I prefer the latter. "

"Good lobbyist, can you tell me what the previous ones are?"

"It's just for help. As a wandering ghost, I just use my little ability to help you get out of here."

"No one has been here for a long, long time. You can't imagine how surprised I was to find an intruder, so I just offered a little help."

"The way you help is to blind my perception, and then graft the other five senses to mislead me?"

That's right, at the last moment just now, the problem that Fu Qian realized was this.

He had been unable to figure out before, why he was different from other people, and his consciousness would be in the pest instead of the host.

Obviously, the degree of integration is not high, and the simple difference in species is really hard to convince.

"Your sensitivity exceeded my expectations."

After Fu Qian finished speaking, the tone of the lobbyist fluctuated for the first time.

"How did you find out?"

"Guess."

Very honest answer before paying.

Yes, he did guess.

Because of his feelings at the beginning of the mission, for a long time before, he regarded himself as a pest, and he didn't have any doubts.

But at the end of the conversation with Liang Yuntian, he suddenly had a strange idea.

At that time, Liang Yuntian firmly believed that he was the chosen one.

The physique that is different from ordinary people, staying awake in the weirdness, and even the desire to devour, he firmly believes that these things come from himself, and are not influenced by other things.

Such thinking, in the eyes of the self who knows the truth, is undoubtedly stupid.

But thinking about it from another angle, because of my initial feelings and the constant sense of incompatibility in my body, I concluded that I was a parasite. Is it possible that I was also fooled?

Is it possible that the feeling is not my own, but just transmitted and replaced my own perception, so as to convince myself?

Once this idea sprouted, it quickly took root in my mind and couldn't get rid of it.

So at the last moment of fusion, Fu Qian braked the car and decided to take a chance to try and make mistakes.

His initial thought was that the pest might be using this method to mislead him, so that he could accept it without reservation and not reject its manipulation.

So Fu Qian's first move was to pull "it" out, to see if something special happened.

Facts have proved that there are indeed, even more exaggerated than imagined.

I actually went to a completely strange place, and encountered a giant human-faced worm.

Guess...

Fu Qian's answer caused the lobbyist in front of him to fall silent for a while.

"Anyway, I've come here, can you explain in detail about your help?"

Fu Qian pointed to the room behind the lobbyist.

"What does that mean?"

He had already observed it just now. From here to the corner of the corridor, there are a total of five rooms in his field of vision, and each door has a different color and pattern.

"This is the Nightmare Corridor."

Faced with the previous questions, the lobbyist finally spoke.

"You don't need to know its origin, you just need to understand that it is very dangerous."

"As for these rooms...they are passages from here."

"There are five doors as far as I can see, all of which are passages?"

Fu Qian frowned and looked at him.

"Is your cage too well-connected?"

"The two are not contradictory."

"Behind every door is a collection of special nightmares, and there are indeed ways to escape from here."

"As long as you enter inside and meet certain conditions, you can find a way to leave here."

"But since they are called nightmares, it is because they are far more twisted and dangerous than imagined, and they are not so easy to pass."

"And there's a reason why I'm called God Devourer..."

The lobbyist stretched out a sharp front paw and pressed it against the wall next to him.

The next moment, with the point where he touched the wall as the center, the flat wall suddenly became chaotic, with constant bulges and depressions, like a dancing mosaic.

"This is a divine eclipse. In principle, I can distort everything."

"You were in this room just now, and what I did was also very simple. I used this ability to add a blessing to you and increase the possibility of you finding a way."

"As for the specific manifestation of the eclipse in the nightmare, this is beyond my control."

"If you're upset about it, I can apologize too."

"But it has to be said that your actions were too reckless to complicate matters."

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