Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 360 Chapter 350. Journey to Another Degree 1
Nailhead stepped into the world entrance on the wall and suddenly threw the mourning box in his hand back to the ground.

Dean, who led Christine towards the passage, casually called the box over again.

The high priest stretched out his hand to stop the two of them, "No, you can't enter another dimension with the box."

"Why?" Dean asked, staring into his eyes.
"This is an iron rule," the high priest's expression was extremely solemn. "The puzzle box can only stay in the real world and be distributed by an intermediary. It cannot appear in other dimensions. Otherwise, it will cause unpredictable dangers and disrupt our arrangements. "

Dean's brain was running at high speed. The puzzle box was equivalent to a tool that opened the passage between another dimension and the human world. He did not allow it in another dimension. Was he afraid that the prisoner would escape back to the human world through the box?

However, there is a mystery box hidden in Dean's fantasy space that can be taken out at any time, so there is no need to compete with Nail Head at this time.

"How can we leave the different dimension without the box? The different dimension is not a two-way street?"

"Don't worry, I have another way." Nailhead looked at Dean and Christine as sincerely as possible, his two pupils like black and red scales, weighing the weight of their souls.

Dean shrugged, handed over the box, put on the life shield and ghost armor and followed the high priest.
……

The channel closes.

The absorption speed of "Lord of Suffering" is getting faster and faster, just like riding a rocket, absorbing 1 attribute point unconsciously.

……

Kristen followed Dean into another dimension.

"Madman, pervert!" Kristen roared at Nailhead, her delicate cheeks deformed with anger. Seeing her kind being tortured, she felt an indescribable sadness and compassion in her heart, "Why do you hurt others?"

The heat rushed to her face, and the strong light almost blinded her eyes. This was an extremely hot, closed space with a cruel red background. When she looked up, she could see the dome, and beneath her feet was a vast wilderness, covered in large and small areas. Small bowl-shaped craters and radioactive cracks.

"If you don't want to, then feel your heart, open your eyes and take a good look..." Nail Head looked around, "Your father Larry and grandma Debra may be in the fire pit, using your blood ties to feel their whereabouts."

The girl looked around and saw that there was no end to this scorching wilderness. Clusters of red creatures were trembling in the magma, and they were wailing in waves.

But each node is stable to the limit, instead of the fragile and constant flickering that Dean is used to. With Dean's current lv2 skills, he can't even see where these stable nodes are pointing behind.

"What qualifications do humans have to kill animals and eat their flesh?" Nailhead asked calmly,
Kristine was startled for a moment, then gritted her teeth, "We are here to survive!"

The sense of crisis he brought to Dean even surpassed that of the Potala Spider-Man in the upside-down world and the Mistweaver behemoth in the fog, so much so that Dean had a strong intuition that even a nuclear bomb could not destroy this priest. , this is the real level 6.

The three of them were walking on a winding path between the craters, rising like field ridges.

The giant caterpillar approached the three of them.

The high priest turned to look at Dean again, with a glimmer of scrutiny in his eyes.
"Don't be nervous. Although I am eager to fight you with all my strength and bring you the ultimate experience. But according to my promise, I will never take action against you this time. Please don't worry."

Nailhead looked at the prisoners struggling in the magma again, with a satisfied smile on his face, "Besides, how do you know they are unwilling? Physical pain, mental joy, do you want to give it a try?"

Dean thought about it, turned his mind to the puzzle box in the space, and then noticed that the progress of "Journey to Different Dimensions" had jumped to ten percent.

Dean was so intoxicated that he almost couldn't help but grin. He raised his head and suddenly pulled Kristine beside him to stop. A strange and ugly creature like a giant caterpillar appeared in front of the tunnel.

"I don't feel grandma and dad. They are not in the fire pit." Kristen's anxious voice called back Dean's attention.

"Be careful," Dean supported the trembling girl who almost fell into the lava, injected a life energy into her to stabilize her emotions, and then looked at the high priest who was leading the way with fearful eyes, "Now Where is it?"

Christine nervously did as she was told.

Its chin is on the ground, a bucket filled with red liquid is biting in its large mouth with jagged fangs. Its cylindrical body is erected to the ceiling, and the ends of countless appendages on both sides are holding handfuls of soft fur. Brush, paint the face on the wall, and then squirm on the ground, leaving a red footprint.

This means that it is also extremely difficult to open them and roam in the void.

Dean activated the skill without hesitation, spying on the space nodes in the different dimensions of the Yankeng, and looking for a way out in advance.

The rugged terrain on both sides is so barren that not a single green plant, insect or small animal can be seen, but hot lava flows everywhere, bubbling and releasing terrifying heat, roasting Kristen's skin. Dry and hot, dry and red cheeks,
"God."

Hululu... clatter...

After entering another dimension and breaking away from the restraining laws of the real world, the aura released by Nail Head became more than ten times more powerful. The blood-red light of life radiated outward from his shoulders, emitting a disgusting stench and distorting the space. .

"The next area." The high priest led the two people forward. The terrain narrowed rapidly, and soon they entered a monotonous tunnel. The dim light filled with the smell of decay illuminated the faces inlaid on the walls on both sides. He was pale and hairless, and his bulging eyes looked at the center of the tunnel, as hollow and numb as a statue.

Christine suddenly pointed to the right, under a turtle-shaped rock, a group of creatures stood struggling in the magma, and the flames crawled all over their bodies along their legs immersed in the magma.

The world of another dimension is a perfect match for the "Lord of Misery"!
"I am snatching food from the mouth of the god Leviathan, but I have come, and I must not return empty-handed."

Dean's retreat lost its security.

The pain they contain is purer.

The high priest seemed to notice his worries and said with a smile,
"Dimensions are different from the real world. In order to prevent enemy invasion, the structure is more stable than anywhere else. It is difficult for your skills to be put to use."

"This is the Fire Pit," Nailhead felt the gaze behind him and kept walking. "The worthless souls will be tortured here by the cruel temperature, fire, and noise forever. In fact, most of them are taken into another dimension. All souls will come to this place, well, the edge of another dimension."

Nailhead put his hands behind his waist and raised his chin, "The monk refines pain in order to survive. Only in this way can he please my Lord and survive."

Christine suddenly realized that she could never understand a madman and remained silent.

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"But I still have a backup method that can open a passage to another dimension in the human world."

The "Master of Suffering" specialty in Dean's panel also stubbornly takes a share of the suffering of sentient beings in other dimensions.

"Okay, stop giving me cliche sermons and get down to business."

In addition, there is an astonishing change happening at the same time. After entering the different dimension, the space is filled with ocean-like pain. They are like nutrients, most of which are absorbed by the sleeping lord of the different dimension, Leviathan, to accumulate strength. .

Wisps of black invisible to the naked eye spontaneously attached to Dean's body, and were continuously converted into free attribute points at an astonishing speed.

Then the clouds formed on his face - endless white nodes covered the sky and the earth in a grid pattern, emitting light like eternal stars in the deep space of the universe.

"Don't be nervous. I've made a disguise for you. You can fool it by keeping quiet."

The high priest's voice reached Dean and Christine's ears, and they stood motionless.

When the caterpillar passed by, its wet eyes like dead fish eyes looked at them curiously for a long time before slowly leaving.

"Breathe... breathe... what the hell is this? What kind of place is this?" Christine asked the high priest with a pale face, stroking her high chest.
"Abbey, the guy just now is an engineer, responsible for the daily maintenance work in another dimension." "You call that level 3 bug an engineer?" Dean nodded with weird eyes, "Is it smarter than you monks?"

"Why should you judge value by appearance?" The high priest shook his head, "It is suitable for the job, that's all."

"Who's that face on the wall?" Dean looked at the long corridor that was as lively as a river.

"The former monks from another dimension...according to what you humans say, after the monks retire from the work that is constantly summoned by the desires of ignorant people, they will enter this monastery and integrate their chaotic bodies into the wall to become a different dimension. 'Part' of order, continue to understand the essence of pain," Nail Head's eyes became very complicated,

The progress jumped to twenty percent.

No wonder the pain is so pure.

"So, your gods are meaner than the people in the real world who are best at breaking bones and sucking marrow." Dean's eyes moved on the faces on the wall and the faces of the high priests. "When you are the strongest, you have to work day and night to replace them." He captures souls, and when your strength weakens and you retire, you will be 'used' and painted on the wall by Him... What is the meaning of a monk's life?"

Kristen pressed close to Dean's arm and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Not long ago, she only thought that the monks from another dimension were a group of hateful and ugly humanoid monsters, but now they have the prefix "poor" added to them.

"Please maintain the most basic respect for my lord..." Nailhead glared at the two of them, his narrowed eyes filled with deep dissatisfaction, "Pain is the source of everything and the meaning of existence... In your words, this is A monk’s paradise.”

"Heaven?" Dean and Kristen next to him exchanged a look, and both could see the mental illness in the other's eyes.

"Since the people painting the wall are all monks, the two people we are looking for are definitely not here. Let's move on."

"Go this way." The high priest quickened his pace.

The two walked through the waterfall. Christine's face turned pale and her whole body was trembling. No matter how strong she was, she was only a girl under nineteen.

"Don't worry..." Dean patted her shoulder, "We will successfully rescue your relatives and escape."

"Yeah!" Kristen took a deep breath, with a hint of gratitude on her pale cheeks. She wanted to say something to express her gratitude, but she felt it was ridiculous, so she could only keep the other person's kindness in her heart.

……

After the fire pit and the monastery, there were still no other monks coming out.

The three of them entered another strange hall. There were hundreds of full-length mirrors, and different figures were hidden in them. Most of them had twitching mouth corners and red eyes, as if they were enduring great uneasiness and pain.

The outline of the human figure was surrounded by circles of red light, like blood mixed with water.

"This is a mental prison," Nailhead stood in front of a mirror, gazing at the scene inside. "Part of the anxious soul is trapped in the mirror, and at the same time trapped in the most painful memory, repeated until it is erased. "

Like "A Day in Prison" or "Groundhog Day"?
This thought passed through Dean's mind, and he couldn't help but admire the variety of different dimensions, and then looked at the system.

The progress of "Journey to Different Dimensions" has increased to 2%, and the "Lord of Suffering" is absorbing at an increasingly frightening speed. Unknowingly, it has accumulated points of free attributes, leaving behind another life-saving talisman——

Dean can now add free attribute points to his body at any time, allowing his body to break through the 30-point threshold and awaken new specialties to deal with deadly threats...

Kristen had already started looking for her family in every mirror. She saw a clown wearing colorful costumes with thick white rouge on his face, lowering his head and performing tossing and catching, while his shoulders were shaking and he was sobbing softly.

The clown suddenly raised his head, his bloody and empty eyes facing the girl outside the mirror, his eyes missing.

The two small balls he threw and caught also fell into the palm of his hand, and he raised them to the side of his eyes one by one. He turned around, and the black pupils and white eyeballs turned around...it turns out that the eyes are here,

Kristine was startled, her feet slipped, and she crashed back into another mirror with a clang. She turned around and saw a man in the mirror with his limbs spread out in a cross shape and suspended in the air - needles and threads as fine as a spider web. It passed through the back of his hands, the top of his feet, and his neck, hanging him in the air, with his facial features stuck together with glue.

Only one mouth was left opening and closing,

"Deng deng deng..."

"Ah!"

Kristen was horrified, yelling and hitting an empty mirror again.

The mirror reflected her frightened, pitiful face full of tear stains. She immediately exerted a huge suction force like a magnet and sucked in one of Christine's fair arms.

It felt like suddenly being immersed in an icy lake at more than 20 degrees below zero. The cold made Christine's face turn blue and her mouth hissed.

"Help...wuwu, Mr. Kenny, help me..."

Swah——

Two figures passed through the countless mirrors and rushed over like lightning. One on the left and one on the right held the girl's shoulders and pulled.

The next second, Kristine felt herself getting out of the icy lake, and she collapsed on the ground, holding her chest with her hands and shivering.

"Are you okay?" Dean pressed his right hand on her thin shoulder, and the life energy turned into a burst of vigorous white light that melted the biting cold in her body, causing white smoke to emit from the top of her head, which made her snort and moan in comfort.

"Thanks, I, I feel better."

"Sorry, I forgot to warn you," the high priest said. "Ordinary people cannot approach an empty mirror rashly, otherwise they will be sucked in and become prisoners."

"I know, I'm fine," Kristen stood up tenaciously, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and showed a stubborn expression, "I want to find my father and grandma quickly, they are suffering misfortune!"

As she said that, she started looking in the mirror again, and soon she looked at a mirror with a surprised smile, but the surprise only lasted for a moment, and then her face became dull again.

Dean came closer to the girl and took a look.
"Larry?!"

Christine's father hid outside a wooden door in the corridor, huddled and observing the scene in the room.

His brows were furrowed, his originally bright eyes became dim, and his face was helplessly and painfully twisted, exuding a deep sense of humiliation and despair, and he even had to cover his mouth with one hand to prevent himself. I couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Two people were communicating in the crack of the door.

"Isn't this Julia and Frank?"

Dean's expression became strange. Larry's most painful memory was actually witnessing Frank having an affair with his girlfriend?
Doesn't this mean that he already knew that Julia was unfaithful to him.

But he has always pretended not to know anything about it, just like a normal person - well, this can no longer be described as an honest person.

"No, this is not true?" Christine shook her head and took two steps back. Although she hated Julia, she had no idea that she could do such a shameless thing.

"I don't understand why you humans are so addicted to these chaotic emotional products." Nailhead stared at the scene in the mirror and commented with disdain, "This is a waste of life."

"Shut up! How do I rescue him?" Christine interrupted his complaint and asked anxiously, "How do I rescue Larry?"

(End of this chapter)