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Chapter 278 Mapping in Dreamland (Subscribe)

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What is the most powerful place of grotesque?
It's not a strange and unreasonable rule, nor is it its immortality, but its pollution and erosion characteristics that have evolved to the extreme.

Approximate to God!

Confronting God is eroded by the concept of God.And being contaminated by grotesque power will also be eroded and polluted.

The most powerful grotesque king can even erode the surrounding time and space, erode all basic substances, and transform them into corresponding areas or substances that suit him.

Therefore, it is reasonable to say that the king of the grotesque is similar to God.

It's just that gods seem to only live in legends, and the king of grotesques is a twisted god walking on the earth.

Whether gods exist or not, Wu Hao doesn't even have a definite answer in the grotesque game.

But the king of the grotesque certainly exists.

The king of grotesques usually stays in one area. Over time, that area will evolve into an area suitable for the king of grotesques to live in, and it is the most perfect nest.

For example, Wu Hao, the deep valley where he used to live has turned into a very dark place, which is very suitable for his living conditions.

But now, the most bizarre point is that the pollution and erosion characteristics have disappeared without a trace.

Without this ability, the power of Ghost Fog would drop linearly.

Only ghosts hitting the wall, devouring, spiritual addiction, the power of the gate character, and the power of the Tai character can still work.

"Strange, it's not that this human being can resist the pollution characteristic. It's that this piece of heaven and earth does not allow it. The pollution characteristic derived from the grotesque force has disappeared."

"This is more rigorous than the human scalp world. Why? The world is different? The rules are different? Or is there any fundamental difference?"

Wu Hao noticed before that the ghosts in the world of human scalp and paper do not have the ability to erode and pollute.After projecting it by myself, the ghost fog is also more suppressed, and the pollution characteristics are greatly weakened.

But in the world of strange tales of gods and names, this characteristic disappeared directly.

In the past, he guessed that the suppression of the pollution characteristic was weakened, which was probably related to the rune.After all, there are no runes in the world of human scalp and paper, so it is reasonable to say that the grotesque power born from runes has weakened.But now in the world of ghost stories, this characteristic has disappeared directly, which made him doubt this guess.

Most likely not because of the runes!

Runes are likely only part of the incentive.

Watching the man staggering and crawling in the darkness, but circling in place under the interference of ghost fog, Wu Hao felt more and more doubts.

Time passed slowly, maybe three hours, maybe ten hours.

Suddenly, Wu Hao felt the oppressive atmosphere that permeated the surroundings completely dissipate.

The night is coming again!

And that man suddenly became unreal, his whole body disintegrated little by little under Wu Hao's gaze, and finally disappeared completely.

"This"

He didn't notice the process of the man's disappearance at all.

Very weird.

Not a trace was left.

"interesting!"

"Sure enough, this is still the weird dream world, not the world of gods and ghosts. What is the relationship between the two?"

"Daytime is the name of the gods, and night is the dream world"

"Night, dreamland"

Wu Hao suddenly thought about it.

Perhaps, everything I saw just now was false.That town, that man, everything is just a reflection of the world of gods and ghosts in this dream world.

Map some of the situations there to here.

Or, this dream world is the other side of that world?
Pushing away the coffin, Wu Hao walked out.

In the sky, the huge eyes are still hanging in the void, and the red light is scattered all around.

Pavilions, terraces, pavilions, waterside pavilions and railings have all been turned into tombs again.

The scene I saw before appeared again.

"really!"

"It's all just fantasy, a dream."

"Speaking like this"

Wu Hao closed his eyes suddenly, communicating with the candle that anchored himself in his mind, and in an instant, the faintly visible candle light from his mind gradually became clear, spreading from his mind to his whole body.

Opening his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the altar.

The body is still in the state where I lit the candle and entered the dream world, motionless and unchanged.

I looked at the time, only a few seconds had passed.

It seems that the time spent in the dream world before was just an illusion.

is fake!
The flow of time in the two worlds is different?
still is
pondered for a moment

Wu Hao took out all the other eleven candles.

Surround the altar, engrave all the candles with your name, and light them all.

The blazing light, like a lighthouse, illuminates everything.

Wu Hao's figure disappeared in an instant, but before even a second passed, his figure appeared again in an instant.

Seeing him at this moment, the ghost body is a little disintegrated, and the authority of the primordial time on his forehead, which is still full of cracks, is almost disintegrated this time.

The pain that had been relieved by absorbing the engraving needle just now was further aggravated.

In less than a second, what happened to him?
"No loss, no loss!"

"Although I didn't expect that there was such a danger at the last moment. But all the sacrifices are worth it."

Wu Hao smiled miserably

Slowly raising the ghost claw, a black, crystal-like eye suddenly appeared in the claw that was filled with ghost mist.

The eyes of the gods!

Still a left eye!
Although there is only one, its function is almost completely beyond Wu Hao's imagination.

Unbelievable!

With a wave of his hand, Wu Hao actually put away the candle and the altar this time.

Together with the god's left eye, it was placed in the pet space.

In less than three days, the Spring Festival is coming.He was going to find a safe and hidden place first, and then check the harvest this time.

Finally, wait for the arrival of the 110th anniversary.

The small town of Priest is too dangerous.Although he has obtained the left eye of the gods, the weird dream world and the deep-seated problems in this small town are still like the tip of the iceberg, only a small part of the problems have been exposed.

Especially the horrible incident that Wu Hao encountered at the last moment in the process of obtaining the left eye of the god made him never want to stay here again.

The longer the time, staying here, the greater the possibility of great terror and strange ominous happenings.Even if he is grotesque, it cannot be avoided.

For the sake of my own life, leave quickly.

For events involving gods, there must be many terrifying existences staring at this place.In the face of these existences, his grotesque immortality might not work.

Therefore, we must move from the heart and strategically!
"Let's go to Brussels."

"As a famous city, the main city of mankind, it should be extremely safe before the Nightmare King appears."

Without further hesitation, Wu Hao broke through the surrounding fog in an instant, and left Priest Town completely.

Behind him, the black mist of the town became thicker and thicker.Faintly, it seems that something is about to wake up.

All the weirdness, all the darkness, all the unknown, seem to be the source, the origin, and the end.

In the small town of Priest, one day, Wu Hao will come here again and completely solve all the mysteries contained here.

This time will not be too long.

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