The red moon returns

Chapter 554: First Encounter with the Fantasy Dreamland

With the sound of heavy footsteps, it seemed that even the thick fog underfoot was shaking, and a huge black shadow appeared in the red fog.

What was swaying in the fog seemed to be a towering tree. It was difficult to judge how tall it was in the haze, but one had to look up hard to see the vague crown of the tree.

The tree crown is a large black shadow, which looks lush and leafy. The branches sway gently with the footsteps, making a rustling sound.

???

Is there something wrong?
Lynch's face darkened. What a joke! How could the tree move?

The aliens come out of nowhere, are you Cao or a reporter from somewhere?

The surrounding situation was unclear, and running around was an extremely dangerous and reckless behavior. Lin Qi did not dare to move casually. He could only stay hidden while trying his best to curl up his body to reduce the exposed area, repeating one sentence in his mind:

'You can't see me, you can't see me...'

But at the same time, he had already flipped on the arc switch of the stun gun to allow the weapon to start charging, because he knew very well that the effect of his stealth changed according to the difference in strength between the two sides. Given the strength of those ghosts in the dreamland, it would be better to be prepared for a gunfight on the spot.

But am I dazzled?
Lynch looked up at the increasing number of treetops in the fog and swallowed hard.

There were a lot of them, and their shadows were dim. There were at least seven or eight big trees, and their lush branches were shaking, gradually breaking through the fog, getting closer and closer.

Lynch finally saw the shadows of the trees in the fog.

That's not a big tree at all.

It was a black monster the size of a tree, completely black, with strange scales and puss growing all over its surface, emitting a foul smell. Countless snake-like tentacles stretched out from its body, twisting in the air as if alive, looking grotesque and hideous.

Under his body were huge hooves like millstones, which made a huge roar every time they stepped on the ground. Looking at these organs that were bigger than his head, Lynch felt the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitching.

The only good news was that these things didn't seem to notice him, or were not interested in him. They just rumbled past him. Lynch didn't even dare to breathe. He held his breath and stood still, tightly clutching the pistol at his waist.

Neighbor bless you, neighbor bless you, go away quickly, don’t bother me, I’m not delicious.

It really worked. As I made wishes in my heart, a string of giant black trees finally... stopped.

After staying in place for a few seconds, all the giant trees suddenly changed direction in unison, returned to the original path, and passed by Lynch for the second time.

Lynch's heart twitched, and he watched with a distorted expression as the giant tree passed by him for the second time: However, this time, just as it passed by, the giant tree suddenly raised its hoof towards Lynch and kicked him away.

Oh shit, fuck.

The movement was so covert and so fast that Lynch didn't even have time to react. He could only watch a sheep's hoof growing bigger and bigger in front of him, and then it flew into the fog with a roar, as if it was hit head-on by a steam locomotive. After doing all this, the tentacles of the giant tree shook, and then continued to move towards its original target.

Lin Qi broke through the fog like a cannonball, tumbling all the way to the distance. He estimated that he had to fly more than ten meters before he stopped rolling. He felt sore all over, as if he had been stepped on by a group of elephants. I eat lemons, but you guys don't eat oil cakes or not. You guys have already walked past me, but you came back to kick me. Do you kick every fire hydrant you see on the roadside? What a wicked thing.

Lynch lay on the ground for a long time before he could barely get up. No wonder the dreamland was full of dangers. Any random thing passing by on the roadside could pin him to the ground and beat him up. Just like this wicked thing, it was so huge, but its movements were so fast that it was completely beyond his reaction. By the time his brain reacted, the person was already in mid-air, and the force was comparable to that of a sledgehammer. If he had just passed through that formation, this hoof would probably have broken at least half of his bones. Fortunately, he had been promoted to the second level in a few months, and his physical fitness had been significantly enhanced, so he escaped.

Fortunately, the wicked thing didn't seem to have any killing intent, it was a bit like a naughty child who was just being naughty. Could it be a cub? This little thing looks very unique. Fortunately, it seemed to be just playing, otherwise I would be dead now. I... Shit.

Lynch had just climbed up and was still grinning when he suddenly felt something in his heart, as if a thorn in his back was unsettled. Without thinking, he raised his hand and fired a shot, then subconsciously rolled sideways and left the spot as soon as possible.

The next moment, a huge shadow silently broke through the red fog and fell from the sky, carrying a strong smell of burning, and smashed heavily on Lynch's original position.

It was a monster with a creepy appearance, a mixture of various characteristics of crows, moles, vultures, bats, spiders, frogs, and poisonous snakes. These most fearful elements from the depths of different people's souls were pieced together to form such a grotesque existence.

But Lynch was not unfamiliar with them. They were old friends that he had met in the world of the Swelling Girl.

Byaki.

They would fly without making any sound, so Lynch didn't notice it at all. This Byaki must have been circling in the air for a long time, like a vulture waiting for its prey to die. It didn't until Lynch was knocked away and lay on the ground for a long time without getting up that it swooped down and launched a fatal blow.

A fatal attack on itself.

Electric arc hit the face.

Lynch's instinctive reaction worked. Byaki's crow-like head was wrapped in electric arcs and burned directly into charcoal. His huge body smashed to the ground, plowing a deep gully in the surface of thick fog.

Damn, didn’t they say there are fewer aliens here? This is different from what we agreed. No, if I keep hiding here, something bad will happen sooner or later. I’d better slip away first. But where the hell can I go?
This was a difficult question to answer, but Lynch soon no longer had to worry about it, as someone considerately helped him make a decision.

Just as he looked around for a target, a rustling sound came from the fog.

Rustle, rustle, like the wind blowing through the grass, or like the crawling of insects occasionally heard in the silent midnight, tiny, but like crawling and scratching in one's heart, making it impossible to ignore.

Oh shit, why are they here?
The moment he saw what was making the rustling sound, Lynch's face turned pale. He had a traumatic experience with this kind of thing.

Eight long legs and two round bodies.

Another old acquaintance, the spider, a monster that once followed the followers of the Abyss Weaver and lurked under the thorn flowers, the Weaver's follower, the cold spider.

Lynch didn't care whether this thing could see through his lurking, nor did he consider whether they were coming for him. He simply turned on his lurking again and ran in the opposite direction.

however……

One step, two steps. When he took the third step, the ground suddenly shook violently. Then a huge worm suddenly emerged from the ground. Its big round mouth swallowed Lynch in one gulp. Millions of sharp teeth like blades contracted at the same time, tearing Lynch into pieces in an instant.

(End of this chapter)