I, there is an inn that is weird

Chapter 114 The Battle Begins

"Sister Henie, all the guests have left."

After seeing off the Iceman clan in person, Mi Tang quickly reported to the clam girl Heini.

"Then what do we do?"

Liquor Rice on the side also immediately spoke, after all, the previous shopkeeper was talking about customers.

Hearing Liquor's words, Hainie, the clam girl, saw the three people surrounding her and didn't know how to reply.

"You also leave the inn."

At this moment, Xuan Mo's voice appeared in several people's minds.

"The treasurer."

Hearing this voice, Clam Girl Heini quickly shouted, but Xuan Mo did not answer.

"Let's go, Miss Heine."

"The shopkeeper has spoken. If we stay here, we will only hinder the shopkeeper."

The clam girl Heini hesitated for a moment, stomped her feet hard, didn't stay any longer, and left through the gate of the inn with Mitang and the others.

In an open space outside the inn, after a burst of light and shadow distortion in the space, Clam Girl Henie and others came to the outside world. This was the first time Clam Girl Henie saw the outside world, but she was not happy at all.

"Is this the true identity of the shopkeeper?"

"Well, last time I wanted to help clean up the weeds around this inn, but I didn't expect to encounter the Heart Eater and missed it."

Mi Tang still remembers this very clearly.

After the words fell, before the clam girl Hai Ni could speak again, they saw the inn in front of them disappear like a phantom.

"what happened?"

Seeing the situation in front of her, the clam girl Hai Ni said in a panic.

"The shopkeeper should be fine. The mark he left on us is still there."

Mi Tang had a very deep impression of this tear-filled mark, but at this time, he could only comfort Haini the Clam Girl in this way.

"Ours is here too."

The two men, Jiuzhai, also revealed their marks.

Although the whips on the three of them left them with painful memories, under the influence of the imprint, they already regarded themselves as members of Youjian Inn.

Now that I see the mark on my body, I feel that it is the shopkeeper’s approval.

After clam girl heard it, she also looked at the imprint on the jade shell on her back, and she calmed down somewhat.

In an inn, black smoke like a tsunami beat towards Xuan Mo, and the power of the rules of the old inn continued to attack Xuan Mo.

The black smoke contained horrific pollution and gibbering, and the black smoke turned into a giant hand covering the sky, as if dragging Xuan Mo into the bottomless abyss.

Facing the riot of "instinct", Xuan Mo gathered the collected concept sources around him and turned them into mountains to protect him.

The giant hand seemed like the sky was falling, and even the mountain formed by the origin of the concept was shaken twice.

In the end, the mountain was able to withstand the collapse of the sky, and Xuan Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Now is the time when "Instinct" is the strongest. If Xuan Mo can survive the first wave, then the chance of victory will be greater than "Instinct".

But in the next two waves, Xuan Mo will have a chance to suppress the "instinct" head-on.

When the "instinct" rioted, in addition to the manifestation of the power of the old rules, Xuan Mo's heart was also under the erosion of "instinct".

Any existence with its own consciousness, in addition to its own rational thinking, instinct is also an important part of it.

The origin of the concept can resist the power of the old inn rules, but for the pure influence of consciousness, Xuanmo can only rely on himself, and the origin of the concept is at best an auxiliary means.

The origin of the concept is like a basin of ice water. If Xuan Mo is immersed in instinct, the ice water will not be able to wake him up.

In the original space of the inn, one black and one white divide the original space into two halves.

Half of it is an ocean as dark as ink, and countless weird and grotesque scenes make up the surging sea, which represents instinct and chaos.

Half of it is a mountain full of flames, and the pure concept origin gathers into one, as if supporting the whole world, representing reason and order.

Now it is at the last moment, no one is hiding anything, the small tricks like before did not appear, but a more thorough and original collision.

Although the method was rough, it also eliminated any trickery, so Xuan Mo could only deal with it head-on.

"Instinct" continues to operate based on the old rules of the inn, turning up strong winds and huge waves, completely dragging Xuan Mo into the sea of ​​"instinct".

The murmurs in the "Sound of Ocean Waves" continue to corrode the origin of the concept. Although the effect is not very obvious, the erosion layer by layer will give Xuan Mo a fatal blow over time.

Xuan Mo also understood the situation before him. This was the second wave of "instinct" and he could only endure it now.

Xuan Mo's only current means of counterattack is to be purified by the flame formed by the origin of the concept when the sea water touches the mountain.

Wave after wave, like waves hitting a rock, the two sides are constantly colliding.

"The second wave is almost over."

After feeling the change in intensity of the "instinct" impact, Xuan Mo said silently in his heart.

We have to wait, this time Xuan Mo is not going to survive the "instinct" riot, but waiting for the right time to completely eliminate "instinct".

The mountains formed from the origin of the concept are like icebergs, surrounding Xuan Mo and freezing in the center of the mountains. Now Xuan Mo only needs to deal with the pure consciousness erosion of "instinct".

Mutation, pollution, and loss of control are essentially the manifestation of chaotic and disorderly forces. Although powerful, they can only unconsciously attack the mountains formed by the origin of concepts.

With the amount of concept sources Xuan Mo has collected, he can still withstand such an attack.

Time passed little by little, and the wind and waves on the black ocean were still rushing towards the mountains, but they were much weaker than at the beginning.

"The third wave is over."

When Xuan Mo said this sentence in his mind, his eyes suddenly opened, and light shone like the sun and the moon.

"Boom."

The mountains formed from the origin of the concept made the sound of heaven and earth shattering. The huge mountains supporting the sky collapsed like jade pillars, and began to crack from the top of the mountain. Countless flints used the terrain to hit the black ocean.

Patience, patience, patience.

Be patient until the "instinct" momentum weakens, be patient until Xuan Mo has accumulated enough strength, be patient until Xuan Mo doesn't want to endure it anymore.

Like meteorites falling to the ground, countless flints hit the black ocean with Xuan Mo full of anger.

"I, Xuan Mo, should control my own destiny in this life."

The thunder on the ground was as vast as the universe. Xuan Mo, who had been patient for a long time, put aside all worries and unleashed all his strength to attack "Instinct."

Without any defense, Xuanmo now only relies on his steely will to resist the erosion of "instinct" consciousness.

Now as long as the power of the old rules is completely destroyed, then the "instinct" will disappear.

Now Xuan Mo is betting that he can persist until the origin of the concept completely overwrites the old rules, and that his will can resist the erosion of "instinct" consciousness.

Let go of everything, Xuan Mo no longer relies on luck, he will use his own strength to fight for the vitality that belongs to him, his rebirth, and his destiny.

(End of this chapter)