Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 758: Infinite Pursuit
Boom, boom boom...

Every step the Blood Bucket Demon took seemed to be stepping on Wu Xian's heart, but the oppressive footsteps stopped at the corner of the stairs.

Wu Xian was wondering when he smelled a hint of blood.

Wow!

The sticky blood plasma surged up from under the stairs like a flood!

Wu Xian immediately dodged and fell to the ground. The surging blood dyed the stairs on the second floor red. Before Wu Xian could stand up, a snake-like rope emerged from the blood, tied up Wu Xian's legs, and hung him upside down on the ceiling!
At the bottom of the stairs, the Blood Bucket Demon walked up step by step on the stairs covered with blood plasma, with the sound of clattering footsteps.

At this time, Wu Xian's life was hanging by a thread, but he lost his mind again.

This scene gave him a strong sense of déjà vu. He was hung like this when he first entered the blessed land!
It was precisely because of his familiarity that after his distraction ended, Wu Xian immediately bent down and saw a similar knot!

However, Wu Xian did not untie the knot immediately. Instead, he pretended to be frightened and waited for the next move of the evil spirit.

The blood bucket had a crazy and perverted smile on his evil face. He walked to Wu Xianshen with a perverse step. After finding Wu Xian's position, he lowered his head to place the blood bucket.

The blood in the bucket had just been poured out, and now he wanted to fill the bucket with Wu Xian's blood.

Perhaps because of a mistake in the past, the Blood Bucket Evil was extremely persistent about where to place the bucket, carefully looking for the best position that would not waste blood.

Wu Xian seized the opportunity when he lowered his head, quickly stood up and untied the rope, and launched a fiery attack in the air.

Bang!
Wu Xian's forehead actually hit the back of the blood barrel evil spirit's head!
If a normal person were attacked in this way, he would definitely feel dizzy and swollen, but Wu Xian's forehead was the strongest part of his body.

The Blood Bucket Evil was caught off guard and his head was smashed into his own blood-colored paint bucket. His neck was severely stuck by the edge and he covered his neck with his hands and made a sound of pain.

Wu Xian turned over from the ground, held the axe high with both hands, and swung the axe down swiftly with murderous intent in his heart.

The head of the evil spirit in the blood bucket was split into two, and its head fell into the blood bucket he had prepared for Wu Xian, looking outside with unwilling eyes.

Then, the blood barrel evil spirit gradually turned into mist and dissipated.

Wu Xian wiped the blood from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

"If the evil spirits in reality are only this serious, then the evil spirits in nightmares are more dangerous."

Although Wu Xian said it with relief, he was actually very glad that the evil spirit was so weak.

Because the only god-worshiping ability he had at this moment was his only two weapons, the God-killing Double Axes. If the double axes couldn't deal with the Blood Bucket Evil, he would have to take out the purple gold bowl and ask the Blood Bucket Evil to help him get some vegetarian food.

"If my guess is correct, this blood bucket evil spirit should be the murderer who killed the upside-down evil spirit when he was alive."

"A murder case, the victim and the murderer have all turned into evil spirits, one in the nightmare, the other in reality."

“Is there a connection between them?”

Wu Xian looked at the evil body of the blood barrel with anticipation.

The ability to worship gods given by Xuannv can only be used in dreams, so Wu Xian expects this guy to bring him new abilities.

But after waiting for only a short while, Wu Xian discovered something was wrong.

The mist transformed by the blood barrel evil spirit did not disappear, but gathered around Wu Xian, making the mist around Wu Xian even thicker!
When the fog was so thick that visibility was less than one meter, it suddenly became clearer, and then a familiar sound of footsteps appeared again.

Wu Xian swallowed his saliva and his scalp began to feel numb.

He was not afraid of the emergence of new evil spirits, but he finally figured out where the dangers in the real world lie.

Anyone awake in the real world will have fog around them all the time, and will actively attract the fog around them.

The evil spirits born from fog will also turn into fog after death!
In other words, whether the followers kill the evil spirits that are chasing them or go outdoors where there is already fog, it will only speed up the accumulation of fog.

As long as the loved one is awake, the total amount of fog will continue to increase, and the evil spirits chasing after the loved one will never disappear, and their numbers will only increase!
If there are only one or two of them, the family members can deal with it calmly.

But what if there are ten or a hundred?
These evil spirits all have built-in tracking and positioning functions, so they can't escape no matter where they run.

No matter how powerful the loved ones are, they will be defeated by the endless evil spirits, and then, like the victims seen in the building just now, they will experience long and horrible pain, and they may not even be able to end their lives! These mist evil spirits may not be as difficult to deal with as the rule evil spirits in the dream, but these evil spirits have no escape and no avoidance, just like a tsunami approaching, and they can only wait in despair for death to come.

……

After realizing this, Wu Xian turned around and ran. He couldn't stand being entangled with these evil misty creatures any longer.

During the escape, the fog around Wu Xian became thinner again, and there was one more evil spirit chasing Wu Xian.

The new evil spirit is a male with many hands, each holding a shackle. He may be the murderer who caused the tragedy of Spider Girl.

But Wu Xian ignored him and quickly fled to a room with a red cloth on the floor. He locked the door and blocked it with a table.

Boom, boom boom!

The evil spirit quickly chased to the door and began to break it down frantically.

Wu Xian nervously sat on the ground and took out the 'Sleeping God Sacrificial Knife' that he got when he woke up.

"If you hurt your body, you will seek peace; if you dream of ghosts and gods, you will be frightened..."

"This blessed land already has a mechanism that allows you to enter dreams repeatedly."

"Also, all the sleepers I saw in these two buildings were safe and sound, and this sacrificial knife of the God of Sleep can make people fall asleep immediately."

"So, the only way to survive the pursuit of the evil mist is to enter a dream!"

This was Wu Xian's speculation, and he was 90% sure about it.

But 90% of the time, there is still a possibility of failure.

But Wu Xian had to take the risk, as his last axe was about to break, and he could not kill the evil spirit with just his aggressive fire.

If he delays any further, before he can find other ways, the number of evil spirits chasing him will become too great to handle, and by then he might not even be able to dream.

In order to avoid wrong guesses, Wu Xian activated the "Ghostly Power - Substitute Death" before falling asleep.

In this way, even if your guess is wrong, you don't have to worry about sudden death.

In addition, before entering the dream, Wu Xian had one more thing to do. He took out the three nightmare seeds he had obtained before.

After a slight hesitation, Wu Xian swallowed all the seeds into his mouth, chewing them up with a crunch, a mask of pain showing on his face.

"This thing tastes like bitter melon..."

"You're still a greenhorn!"

Bang!
The door was cracked and two evil heads rushed in.

Wu Xian knew he couldn't hesitate any longer, so he cut his palm with a knife and pressed his hand on the red cloth on the ground.

"Please, go to sleep!"

Wu Xian's blood dripped onto the bright red skirt of the Dream God. The red cloth seemed to have life, wrapping around his left hand and greedily sucking the blood.

As the blood lost, Wu Xian's vision gradually became blurred, his breathing began to become heavy, and drowsiness swept over him.

Wow!

The door was officially broken open, and two evil spirits rushed in one after another.

But Wu Xian's eyelids had already heavily closed, and the last scene he saw was two evil hands grabbing at his face.

Then he let out a soft snoring sound.

(End of this chapter)