"We must find the Saint of Ancient Dreams as soon as possible!"

Meng Chao was extremely anxious.

He estimated that Saint Gu Meng's trusted guards must have protected her all the way to the outside line to break through, trying to find a unit that still maintained order, and waited until dawn to regroup.

But they couldn't find it.

Judging from the cries of killing from all directions, like wild beasts devouring each other, the dozens of fortresses guarding the highest command center have been completely turned into a pot of hot porridge with poison added.

No matter where she escapes, what the Saint of Ancient Dreams will face is the crazy soldiers and the assassins controlled remotely by "Jackal" Canus.

The four origin warriors have tasted the sweetness of blood.

It is impossible to give up killing before cutting off the head of the Ancient Dream Saint or burning out the last of his own cells.

"But in which direction did the Saint of Ancient Dreams run?"

Meng Chao frowned deeply, his eyes sparkling as he scanned the fork in the road ahead and saw the messy footprints moistened with blood.

This is a four-way intersection.

The left side of the forked road leads to a dense forest, the right side of the forked road is a swamp, and directly in front are mountains.

It stands to reason that the probability of Gu Meng Saint and his party escaping deep into the mountains and forests is relatively high.

But they may also do the opposite and hide deep in dense forests or swamps.

Anyway, Meng Chao found a lot of footprints, hair and blood stains on the three forked roads.

The blood stains were quite fresh and still had a fresh temperature. They should have flowed out of the body not long ago and have not yet solidified.

It seemed that the Saint of Ancient Dreams' troops were divided into three groups, using two groups of suspicious soldiers to confuse the four assassins.

By the way, it also disturbed Meng Chao's judgment.

There is only one chance.

Meng Chao believed that the four vicious origin warriors would not waste too much time on the suspected soldiers.

If you make the wrong choice, what you end up catching up to is the Ancient Dream Saint who loses her head and sprays blood.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Chao forced himself to calm down.

The index finger and thumb, which contain psychic energy, once again rubbed the center of the eyebrows and temples gently, thinking about what method to use to scan for more clues of the ancient dream saint.

Faintly, he seemed to hear sobs that were both familiar and unfamiliar.

With a thought in his heart, Meng Chao closed his eyes, gently rubbed the cerebral cortex with a spiritual magnetic force field of a specific frequency, and soon entered a trance, half asleep and half awake state.

In a state of light sleep where he seemed to be asleep but not awake, he once again saw thousands of colorful psychic ripples floating in the void, simulating the brain waves of carbon-based intelligent life, constantly rippling and spreading. With.

One of the bunches looked like both flower stamens and rainbow "brain waves", giving him a feeling of déjà vu.

He subconsciously separated a strand of his own brain waves from between his eyebrows and gently wrapped it around it.

When the two beams of "brain waves" intertwined like the tentacles of two transparent creatures, there was only a "boom" sound, and above the horizon, it was as if a kaleidoscope exploded, making the explosion extremely bright, extremely mottled, extremely chaotic and extremely terrifying. picture.

Meng Chao obviously closed his eyes.

The world in front of you is clearly visible.

And standing between heaven and earth, exuding the most evil dark aura unscrupulously, is the "zombie rat god" whose body is covered with pustules and tumors. He is already dead and rotting, but still squirming and convulsing.

It was waving its deformed and twisted limbs, and was slowly dancing an extremely ugly dance of the devil.

And in front of it, under the raging poisonous gas sprayed by the zombie rat god due to decay, there was a lonely and trembling little girl curled up.

It was the ancient dream saint who suffered a plague in the whole village when she was a child!

She seemed to be completely frightened by the ferocious and terrifying appearance of the zombie rat god.

Apart from trembling and letting others slaughter him, he could not make any gesture of resistance.

Meng Chao's mind raced and he reacted instantly.

This is an illusion.

But it's not his imagination.

It is an illusion that is playing out deep in the mind of the Ancient Dream Saint.

For some unknown reason, the Ancient Dream Saint's brain seemed to have lost control.

Like a furnace that was overturned to the ground, flames and fuel flowed out, burning throughout the "brain palace", and continuously spraying the most intense light and heat toward the world outside the brain.

Meng Chao's brain and the Ancient Dream Saint's brain had just been deeply linked through a series of thrilling nightmares, exchanged a large amount of data with each other, and naturally remembered each other's brain wave characteristics.

When the two people's brains, which still maintain strong vitality, are close enough, and the ancient dream saint opens all the brain ports for some unknown reason, and desperately sprays brain waves to the outside world like releasing fireworks.

Meng Chao Chao can search and connect to her brain, and partially shares the five senses of the Ancient Dream Saint.

That's definitely not a wonderful taste.

"hiss!"

Even a tough guy like Meng Chao couldn't help but gasp because he felt the pain caused by the deep brain of the Saint of Ancient Dreams, as if a red-hot steel drill was violently stirring the brain.

The condition of the Saint of Ancient Dreams could not be worse.

It seemed that she had just uprooted something dormant deep in her mind and expelled it from her brain.

It was like performing a simple and crude operation, digging out part of the decayed brain tissue, chopping it into pieces, and extracting it from the nasal cavity.

This is probably the reason why she was not completely controlled by "Jackal" Canus, or directly detonated by the latter's remote control to blow up her entire head.

But breaking free from control comes at a cost.

The price was that the left brain of the Ancient Dream Saint seemed to have been poured into a ladle of magma, while the right brain was completely frozen by liquid nitrogen.

She lost the ability to move and even think.

She could only be like a dying paraplegic, being carried on the backs of the last few elite members of the Bone Camp who were loyal to her, and escaping through the mountains and forests.

In such a miserable state, it was natural that he could not escape the pursuit of the four origin warriors.

Meng Chao endured the intense pain deep in his brain, half of ice and half of fire, and tried to extract more effective information from the messy brainwaves of the Saint of Ancient Dreams.

As the increasingly powerful psychic craze poured into his cerebral cortex, under the overload operation of billions of brain cells, he finally managed to understand everything that the Saint of Ancient Dreams saw and heard in a trance.

Put it together.

He saw four origin warriors like four tree demons with teeth and claws. The liquid-like metal material turned into dozens of vines wrapped with spikes, and instantly inserted into the bodies of seven or eight White Bone Camp elites who were still awake and loyal to the Saint of Ancient Dreams.

, and nailed these people to death among the branches deep in the forest.

He heard the sound of "Chi-Liu Chi-Liu, Chi-Liu Chi Liu". It seemed that the deformed and twisted totem armors on the four origin warriors were really some kind of hungry living creatures. Because of the explosion that just exceeded the limit, all the flesh and blood of the body were consumed.

, had to swallow the flesh and blood of these White Bone Camp elites in order to maintain the cell activity of the entire biochemical killing machine.

He saw seven or eight elite members of the White Bone Battalion being sucked into skinny living corpses in just a few seconds. Then, he only heard the sound of "click, click, click, click", and even the bones around them were corroded and melted.

, inhaled into the liquid metal substance, and turned into fuel for the totem armor to continue hunting.

The origin of "eat and drink enough" warriors became more and more ferocious.

It seems that it has completely abandoned the human form.

Transformed into four monsters that only appear in the nightmares of hell beasts.

Dozens of characteristics of ferocious beasts, condensed from liquid-like metal substances, appear one by one on their ever-changing bodies.

They brandished the fangs of ligers, the sharp claws of jackals, the sharp beaks of hawks, and the big horns of wild bulls. They made a "hissing" sound like a poisonous snake spitting a letter, and rushed towards the few last guardians of the Ancient Dream Saint.

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Behind them, above the mountain forest, the collapse of the stone forest and the explosion of dust caused rapid changes in temperature and air pressure in a small area, setting off whirlwinds of dragon-like teeth and claws, tearing apart the dark clouds entrenched in the mid-air.

After hiding behind the dark clouds all night, the huge red moon finally appeared.

It's almost dawn now.

The red moon is about to end.

He appeared to be dying and weak.

Only on the lower left side of the red moon, a black spot that should be a giant crater is particularly obvious.

It's like an invisible sharp blade piercing through the heart of gods and demons.

"This is it!"

Meng Chao excitedly waved his fist and made a thunderous sound.

By sharing the vision of the Saint of Ancient Dreams, he already knew that the other party chose the middle path and fled into the vast mountains and forests.

And by analyzing the red moon seen by the Ancient Dream Saint, he was able to locate the relative height and orientation of the Ancient Dream Saint.

As long as he can see the same red moon with his own eyes.
Chapter completed!