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Chapter 819 Monster
The indescribable crimson liquid, having severed its body from the shrine, wanted to turn into blood mist and leave, but the entire area was covered by the flesh and blood of the dream demon, leaving it nowhere to escape.

This was the first time the old man had encountered a dream ghost like the Flesh and Blood Immortal. The creature possessed astonishing vitality and exaggerated regenerative abilities, able to recover from any injury, its body no weaker than a corpse that had been soaked in a sea of ​​blood for countless years.

"How could this be a dream ghost?"

To suppress oneself with only the power of flesh and blood, without using one's most effective dream technique, is nothing short of humiliation and a form of mockery.

Above the ruins, Gao Ming watched silently. The Flesh Immortal was the heart of a master of the decaying Blood City, which was fused into the divine runes of the Vast Sea Blood City and devoured five unknown shrines. His power was only natural, but it was not enough for Gao Ming.

Of all the terrifying beings Gao Ming had ever encountered, the crazed evil god was a benchmark. Gao Ming had simulated fighting with the fetus Wen Qing in his mind many times, but the result was always the same—mutual destruction.

"Han Hai is still too weak."

His voice reached the unspeakable ears, and the blood mist grew even thicker.

"Don't hold back, swallow it!"

From the very beginning, Gao Ming had no intention of letting these three ghosts leave, nor did he plan to hide his whereabouts. He wanted to attract more power to Xinhu.

This would not only relieve pressure on Han Hai and buy Gao Yun time to consolidate Blood City, but also allow him to take the opportunity to hunt down the Unspeakable. As for whether it would attract enemies he couldn't handle, Gao Ming wasn't worried at all. He had a trump card in his hand that he dared not use lightly even if it was unknown—delirium.

The more terrifying beings that come, the better. Let everyone go crazy and reshuffle the deck of this deep world.

Gao Ming's only worry now is that Meng herself has never used delirium. No one knows how terrifying this ability is, and perhaps once used, there will be no going back.

"Ten of the thirteen blood cities have a grudge against Han Hai. However, the advantage of having many enemies is that they are also wary of each other and are unwilling to bear the cost of destroying Han Hai again on their own."

Behind Gao Ming were the five Dream Ghosts, the Flesh Immortal, and three unspeakable beings locked in a life-or-death struggle. He himself leaned against the dilapidated building, lost in thought. This scene was deeply imprinted in Shen Luo's eyes. Many times, Shen Luo felt that this was how others should see him: lonely, mysterious, and powerful, as if there was a chasm between him and reality.

……

The killing took longer than Gao Ming had anticipated, until the artificial blood sun fell, and the three unspeakable beings from different blood cities were finally devoured.

At the same time, provoking three blood cities is an extremely rare thing in the deep world where madmen abound, but Gao Ming didn't think it was anything special, and the other dream ghosts were even more unsatisfied.

Everyone has been waiting for more unspeakable things to appear. According to the information provided by Number Two, the new Shanghai Blood City is now divided among five Blood Cities, and the Blood Cities behind them will certainly not let it go.

“I don’t think they’ll be coming anytime soon.” Yan Xizhi disliked killing. While the Blood and Flesh Tree and the Ghostly Wish were fighting over the Unspeakable Corpse, she walked alone to Gao Ming’s side: “Those high and mighty Blood City Lords probably never imagined that you would be even more insane than the previous master of the Vast Sea. Before your foundation was even stable, you dared to leave the Vast Sea to hunt the Unspeakable in Xinhu.”

"They're only allowed to bite us, but not allowed to fight back. What's the difference between us and livestock?" Gao Ming kept staring at the edge of the city, clutching the walkie-talkie of Number Two in his hand. The rules of New Shanghai Blood City protected Number Two, preventing him from weaving the other party's dream or determining the other party's location.

“I’m just worried about all of this…it seems like there’s no end in sight.” Yan Xizhi took off her glasses and looked up at the night sky. The night in Xinhu was shrouded in black mist, and the destiny at the highest point could not be seen.

"It will end, and this time it will have a different ending." Gao Ming smiled, put away the walkie-talkie, and changed the subject: "Now that you've devoured Illusion and Aging, can you feel the changes in your own strength?"

"It varies from person to person. The director of the Investigation Bureau occupied the aging shrine, restored the scattered fragments of memories of the previous Lord of the Blood City of the Vast Sea, and gained multiple abilities; Guiyuan occupied the illusory shrine with the help of the four of us. After completely simulating the rules of the illusion, his strength almost doubled. He can now hunt the Unspeakable on his own." Yan Xizhi did not mention herself. She did not compete or fight, and rarely consumed foreign objects, quietly walking her own path.

"It's good that there's been an improvement. Once the Flesh Immortal separates the indescribable memories of crimson from its body, its shrine should be able to help another Dream Ghost appear in the Vast Ocean." The Dream Ghosts of the Vast Ocean are all born in extreme chaos. The fact that they can complete their breakthroughs in the impregnable Vast Ocean Dead City is a miracle in itself. Gao Ming won't interfere with their choices. "What are your plans next?"

"Take a thorough look at New Shanghai Blood City. I have a feeling there's a huge secret hidden here." Gao Ming seemed to have thought of something, got up and walked to an abandoned room, using a blood-red, indescribable leather pad to open the door.

"Bang!"

Perhaps nervous at the sudden appearance of Gao Ming, Shen Luo didn't pay attention when getting out of bed and stepped on a piece of broken brick, causing her head to hit the wooden table hard.

Covering his head, Shen Luo was in so much pain that he couldn't straighten up.

"Is this person really that important?" Yan Xizhi followed behind Gao Ming, her gaze shifting between the animal hide in Gao Ming's hand and Shen Luo. "Do you need to be so cautious?"

Nodding slightly, Gao Ming sat opposite Shen Luo, maintaining a safe distance: "I can let you leave, but before that, I want to clarify a few things."

"I, Shen Luo, am clear about right and wrong. Ask me anything, and I'll tell you what I know." Covering his head with one hand and patting his chest with the other, Shen Luo answered decisively.

What is your relationship with the savior?

"Can not remember."

Did the savior tell you anything before leaving?

"No."

Do you know where the savior went?

"do not know."

The wooden chair was crushed by the dream pattern, and wood chips flew everywhere. Gao Ming wanted to kill the other party, but he was worried about being entangled by the dark fate.

"What impressions do you still have of the Saviors? As far as I know, there are many Saviors, the strongest of whom is the Lord of the Blood City of New Shanghai, and there should usually be two Lords of the Blood City."

Gao Ming's words seemed to have a jolt to Shen Luo, who covered his head and fell into deep thought.

“The strongest… two…” The black threads of fate trembled wildly, and countless forgotten dust particles fell. In order to help Shen Luo remember, Gao Ming had no choice but to use his dream ability on him.

“I think I’ve remembered something.” Shen Luo raised his head, his eyes filled with fear, but his tone was very certain: “Laughter.”

"laughter?"

"Yes, it was a hysterical, maniacal laugh. It was a monster, a pure monster!"

(End of this chapter)