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Chapter 395 A Story More Sad than Sad 2 (Big Chapter)
PS: Finally, it can be said that the sadder story of being sad is that Lolita broke out, and I subscribed to watch it today, but I was so sad that I wanted to cry.No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to subscribe.

The black juice all over the sky gradually disappeared under the pursuit of the ghost fog.

Gollum~
Wu Hao seemed to hear something falling and rolling where the little Lolita exploded.

He took a look and it seemed to be something wrapped in cloth.

Is it the thing that was hidden on the little loli's chest before?
What will it be?
Ghost characters?

or something else?

Got that ghost so easily?

Thinking in this way, Wu Hao took two steps forward, he saw clearly what was wrapped in the cloth, and a small corner was exposed, which seemed to be a doll the size of a palm.

Doll?

Wu Hao frowned gradually.

How could it be a blood-colored puppet?
Narrowing his eyes slightly, he looked around carefully.

He suddenly discovered that, at some point in the surrounding area, the town disappeared, the sky and the earth disappeared, leaving only layers of gray clouds.

A strange aura, constantly spreading, and growing crazily.

It was as if something had been touched, disturbed, waking up.

wrong!

has a problem!
That loli monster is not the core of the dream!

The core of the dream really has something else!
What is it?
That female ghost in red?

deep well?

"The attack was wrong, interesting!"

Wu Hao shrugged his shoulders.

Some don't matter.No matter how violent the real dream core is, it cannot break free from its shackles. Above the level, it is at the crushing level.

His loli ghost was a little weak at the beginning, but it really didn't seem to be the core.

Attack the wrong monster, and it's likely to lead to a real dream core riot.In particular, it seems that this loli monster has a deep connection with the core of the dream.

The dream core of the riot is likely to extract the energy of the entire dream, allowing the real core monster to break through.

However, it is not very possible now, it has become a reality!
In just a few seconds, the surrounding environment has undergone earth-shaking changes. The surrounding houses and even the land have turned into countless moths. Point.

On the bloody puppet in Wu Hao's hand.

This is the real core of the dream.

A majestic pressure slowly rose from inside.Vicious, dark, twisted, the list goes on.

This kind of evil coercion seems to be real!

He could feel that the more mysterious core monster of the dream was about to be born, or the promotion was completed.

He watched helplessly as the weird blood-colored puppet expanded little by little, devouring all the cloud energy, and finally when its coercion seemed real, it reached the point where even Wu Hao was slightly interested.

This level is almost reaching the peak of ordinary weirdness.

The real core has arrived.

The gloomy air reverberates around.

There were bursts of howling ghosts and howling wolves.

Visible to the naked eye, the surrounding scenery is like an ink painting, with the blood-colored puppet as the center, unfolding little by little.

The once small town scene has disappeared without a trace, replaced by ~
A huge house slowly emerged.

Also gothic.

There is only such a house, with a desolate small courtyard, and the surroundings are empty, looking extremely desolate and dilapidated.

Wu Hao's interest was slowly raised.

It turned out to be a double-layer dream structure, one inside and one outside, and the outer layer was a dream with a little loli ghost.

The inner layer is also a dreamland!
In the middle of the house stands a deep well.

In the middle of the huge house, there are two floors, and the second floor is hollowed out.There is no roof above, but only a huge platform.

Countless black stones are piled up there, looking from a distance, it looks like a tomb.

"Another tomb?"

"Why do you always deal with this stuff?"

Wu Hao frowned and muttered.

He looked carefully, only to find that this was not a tomb!

Instead, use black stones to fuse together a black coffin!
Wu Hao felt something was wrong with this thing.A rather awkward feeling welled up in my heart.

His face gradually turned serious, and his playful mentality gradually disappeared.

Stand still.

There is a problem with this weird black coffin!

He felt an extreme evil contained in the mysterious sarcophagus.Even the spiritual power cannot be detected and entered, only a strong evil breath and a sense of distortion continue to come.

Moreover, this black coffin does not look like something in this dream at all, it is incompatible with the surrounding environment.It's like coming here suddenly.Wu Hao Shenzhen can see that the wooden boards on the second floor have been newly rolled.

what happened?

At this moment
Boom~

The sarcophagus shook slightly, and a gap opened.

The gurgling blood gushed out from the sarcophagus, turning into a pool of red blood on the ground.

The blood rose little by little from the ground, and finally condensed into a blood-colored doll.

The puppet's eyes were still dripping with blood, staring fixedly at Wu Hao.Looking at the puppet that was originally held in Wu Hao's hands, it disappeared without a trace.

It can be seen that on the body of the blood-colored puppet, a ray of black light swirled around, like a bug, constantly entering and exiting the puppet's ears and nose.

black light!
This strand of power is the Lord of Darkness!
Wu Hao's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that the terrifying and dark shock that happened in between would actually have the power to infiltrate into the dream ball.

Things seem to be getting a little out of hand.

The atmosphere is getting weird.

At this time, while Wu Hao was staring at the blood-colored puppet for careful observation, it opened its mouth full of dense fangs to an exaggerated degree.

There seemed to be an inexplicable smile.Drops of blood were still flowing from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the black sarcophagus, making the sound of metal being corroded by acid.

Low and hoarse, speaking words in a language Wu Hao had never heard, slowly sounded.Accompanied by evil to a strong mental fluctuations.

"It turned out to be a king."

"I don't know what it tastes like!"

"I really want to take you."

The blood-colored puppet looked at Wu Hao, barely concealing its greedy eyes.

"who are you?"

Staring at the bloody puppet, Wu Hao asked.

The strange thing is that it is the doll in front of him who is talking, but Wu Hao seems to feel that the voice is coming from behind him, or even from the depths of his soul.

However, under the mental scan, it was found that there was nothing behind him, and there was no sign of intrusion in this strand of spiritual will.

"I'm."

The eyes of the blood-colored puppet burst out with blazing black light.

Wu Hao was in a trance, his eyes blurred, and then he found himself in the boundless darkness.

A huge crack, not far away, spanned the entire darkness.The endless sense of danger, the fatal crisis, constantly came from the inside of the crack.

The terrified Wu Hao's scalp was numb, and his soul was trembling.

Countless limbs and broken arms, all kinds of weird biological tissues were scattered on both sides of the crack.

Even a drop of blood shocked him.

Any existence here is a guy no lower than him, but now they all died here tragically. What's going on?

And this big crack looks very familiar. If you guessed correctly, it is the source of the shocking changes in the dark world before!

"The gods are dead!"

"But there is God."

"Feed yourself to the darkness and the real darkness is coming."

"Run away. Otherwise, let me find you. I'll eat you!"

"The breath of the nightmare world. He also broke free from the cage."

Whispers echoed in the darkness.

In the next second, Wu Hao found himself back in front of the black coffin.

The bloody puppet still stared at Wu Hao, but the black light in his eyes had disappeared.

Looking at the sarcophagus in front of it, it was also replaced by a burnt thatched hut.

A huge evil grimace was roaring ferociously under the ashes.

A deep well appeared where the black coffin was originally.

"This"

Wu Hao frowned, moved his mind, and scanned his surroundings.

What happened just now?

Fantasy?

That ray of black light pulled him into the illusion it constructed?
What a powerful illusion!

Unknowingly, he let him know.

Although he recovered quickly, this ability to unconsciously pull him into the illusion is very strange.

With his personality, he can still be pulled into the illusion, even though he is just a wisp of will now.But the master of this black light must not be underestimated.

Much stronger than him.

Ignore the puppet in front of me, it has nothing special now.

Wu Hao recalled the words he received just now.I was stunned for a while.

The Scarlet Puppet saw Wu Hao and ignored it.The red light in the eyes became more and more intense, hoarse, and the sound of the surrounding wind became stronger and stronger as it got angry.

The whistling sound continued!
The blood-colored puppet is constantly boiling and changing.

It is constantly drawing energy around it.

The surrounding wind was howling, and the entire dream scene further collapsed.

Only the corner of the well is left.

The blood-colored puppet took a deep leap and jumped into the well.

The cloudy wind dissipated immediately, but an incomparably fierce breath burst out.

A pale and somewhat transparent hand protruded from the well, followed by the head, chest, and finally the whole body bit by bit.

That female ghost in red!

She roared silently at Chen Xu.The surrounding space has layers of ripples.

Wu Hao's spirit suddenly felt like a needle prick.

The evil spirit roars!

This is an evil spirit!
According to the classification of weird games, it can also be said to be a dead soul.

Dead souls are one of the more common types of ghosts.

"It's actually a dead soul?"

Wu Hao raised his eyebrows, looked at the evil spirit in front of him, and thought of the setting about dead souls in the game, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

This thing is very difficult to deal with!
It can be said to be a variant of ghosts. It is a special ghost that combines the soul and spirit of human beings and evolves by chance under the absorption of the souls of many other creatures.

The runes owned are very messy and even unsystematic.It is possible that there is no complete ghost character text in the body.

Most importantly, this thing is not easy to swallow, after all, it contains too many soul impurities, and the spirit pollution is extremely strong.Generally, even if it is other grotesques, they don't want to get close to these things.

They may not be strong, but they always mess up other people's minds and pollute their thoughts.And because it has softened countless souls by itself, it has a super recovery ability.

Can't be smashed, can't be smashed!
It can't even be sealed, and there is no way to quickly defeat it by relying on anti-rule laws like other grotesques.This dead soul is a dog skin plaster, no one wants to touch it.

Just like a bedbug, everyone hates it.

The point is to kill them, probably not doing any good yet.

Wu Hao didn't expect that the dead souls would also be brought under control in the dark space.From this point of view, it should have a complete ghost character text in its body.

It's time to harvest.

The corners of the mouth were raised slightly, revealing a strange smile, looking at the roaring and screaming evil spirit, with a wave of his hand, the natural disaster flames surrounded the evil spirit.

Started to burn violently.

I saw the evil spirit roaring, but it couldn't rush out of the range covered by the flames.

At the same time, from time to time, the skeletons transformed into ghosts stepped forward and took a bite, tearing off part of the evil spirit's body tissue.

Although he recovered quickly, he was tired of coping with the greedy ghost mist.Can only continue to send out all kinds of roars.

The laughter of the ghost mist, mixed with the roar of the evil spirit, intertwined in this small place. For some reason, Wu Hao listened to it very pleasantly.

Temporarily let him put down the matter of the black light before.

Things like ghost fog are the absolute nemesis of dead souls!Not afraid of pollution, not afraid of erosion, greedy and devouring with a strong desire, ghost mist with spiritual ability, is the natural enemy of all dead souls!

When encountering it, all dead souls will kneel on the ground and call Dad!

Coupled with the fire of natural disasters, this poor dead soul has only one way to die.

Surrounded and devoured by ghost fog.In less than a moment, this evil spirit will fail to continue and fall into the situation of death.

10 minutes later
The dead soul let out a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the roar produced space ripples.

A huge black light emerged from the dead soul.

This guy actually finished the promotion at the last moment!

"Damn Lord of Darkness!"

"Before you leave, you have to trip me up!"

"Not a son of man!"

"He even ate me, and when I find you, I will share the food with you!"

Wu Hao cursed secretly.

"It's useless, it's just a dying struggle!"

"It doesn't matter if I get promoted, it will only allow me to get more useful things in this dream."

With a sneer, Wu Hao was unmoved.

This poor evil spirit, if it was in the outside world, relying on its own special features, it might be able to escape in his hands, but now it can only roar continuously, and occasionally try to break through the encirclement of several layers of natural disaster flames, and it has to be trapped to death.

Wu Hao also sighed.

As expected, there are natural enemies to restrain everything.No matter how powerful you are, you may be restrained by something insignificant compared to yourself.If you want not to be restrained, you must develop in a balanced manner.Never let a single item hold you back.

Similar to this dead soul, to be honest, this guy is already very powerful at the level of ordinary grotesques, and belongs to the top few.

In the game, if this undead grows up by itself, a small disaster is likely to erupt.

But now, it's futile.

Everything is restrained to death!
So, after about half an hour, the evil spirit completely fell silent.

Not a single growl was heard.

Just in case, to prevent this little thing from escaping, he didn't remove the natural disaster fire now, and continued to let the natural disaster fire burn inside and out where the dead soul was.

After doing this three or four times in succession, I heard another faint cry of grief!
Become!

Wu Hao's face beamed with joy.

A ball of light condensed out from the place where the dead soul died.

This ball of light is the core of the dream.

Not only does it conceive sufficient power of rules, but also the real location of the red-clothed female ghost's body!

By following it, Wu Hao can forcibly pull that female ghost over and swallow it up!
Or, if you are in a good mood, it is also possible to find where she is.

He was quite curious about what happened to the American Indian tribes hundreds of years ago.

After all, the Indians call themselves the Sons of the Sun.

Could it be related to the sun rune that was lost long ago?

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