Chapter 233 Erosion of the Worm (Twenty-two)

After a long period of hunger and thirst, Liang Yuntian's teeth were undoubtedly terrible.

The centipede that looked indestructible was bitten into two pieces by him.

A strange wail resounded throughout the space.

【san value minus 5】

Given that it is so close, Fu Qian can be said to be the first to bear the brunt of it.

At that moment, he felt that his forehead was about to be opened, and the san value dropped by 5 points.

And it's like tasting the most delicious dish, the skull swallows half of the pest's limbs in one bite as the juice splashes.

As he moved, slender arthropods grew out of the spine and quickly extended.

Almost in an instant, he became a centipede with a human head.

Seeing this scene, Qiu Chengyi went directly into a petrochemical state, with a fanatical smile on his face.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

After finally coming back to his senses, Qiu Chengyi let out a tragic roar.

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

Fu Qian handed half of the centipede to him.

"Or how can you see if it can be used?"

Of course, this is just a casual statement. Fu Qian could clearly feel that with Liang Yuntian biting it just now, the indescribable spirituality of the centipede had long dissipated, and now it has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis at most.

"Blasphemy!"

Qiu Chengyi roared again, his expression extremely ferocious.

"You must die!"

"It won't bother you anymore, but the body of God has been blasphemed. Isn't it a bit unreasonable that you, the one who claims to be the Son of God, is it still talking to me here?"

"Why don't you think carefully about the issue that color is empty?"

Fu Qian’s logic is undoubtedly quite strict, but unfortunately Qiu Chengyi has obviously entered a state of confusion in his mind.

His brain has refused to deal with this obvious logical contradiction.

"You have to-"

Repeating the declaration just now, his deformed arms tightened wildly, and Fu Qian's bones instantly broke countless times.

Unfortunately, he was only half of his words, and a centipede with a skull bit his neck, making the second half unable to say again.

【The mission is completed, number 1-077 successfully contained】

At the same time, the prompt to complete the task sounded.

And with the prompts, the existence of the entire space becomes extremely unstable.

"You are really...shocking!"

At this time, the lobbyist who had been silent for a long time spoke again.

"I can feel the nightmare is breaking and you can leave this place."

"I've said a long time ago that as long as you don't compete blindly, you will definitely be able to pass the level."

Fu Qian snorted.

"Indeed, although your way opened my eyes!"

Lobbyists sound like they are thinking about how to word.

"Anyway, thank you very much. You gave me a deeper understanding of the nature of nightmare! I think I will have a greater grasp of the future."

"As far as you say, can't you go out this time?"

Fu Qian's voice couldn't hear his emotions.

"Yes, I have said that my opportunity has not come yet, but I didn't expect to witness your success."

"That's a pity!"

"It's time to say goodbye!"

Following the lobbyist's words, Fu Qian found that the pattern on his left arm was "floating".

It's like a shadow without mass, the pattern floats into the air and then begins to dissipate a little bit from the edge.

"Although the process was a little tortuous, it seems that we finally achieved our respective intentions? I have a premonition that we will meet again."

"Okay, goodbye!"

The next moment, as the lobbyist silhouette completely dissipated, everything in Fu Qian's vision collapsed, including Liang Yuntian and Qiu Chengyi who were entangled in front of him.

The picture flowed and the perception was restored before payment, and I was already standing in the warehouse.

【Task Evaluation: Dream Breaker】

[The tide of spirituality surges in the deep nightmare, but this nightmare does not belong to one person. Many bound wills are coupled into this dream.

The great wills are watching here all the time, wanting to control this narrow corridor and descend into the real world.

In a certain dark tide, one of them sowed many kinds of seeds, hoping to give birth to a true descendant.

Unfortunately, the distortion of a seed not only broke the idea, but even the root of the nightmare was shaken and eventually collapsed into an unknown chaos.

It will take quite a long time to reappear this dream again

【Kill: None】

[Reward: san value +20; inspiration +5]

【Current san value 196, current inspiration 56】

【Will the event review be played?】

In the warehouse, Fu Qian listened to the series of prompts in his ears, and the more he heard, his brows became more and more frowned.

Something is wrong, it is a level 1 item at least!

Although there is indeed no killing throughout the whole process, is this reward too shabby?

Fu Qian looked down at his body and found that his injuries had been healed long ago, no difference from usual.

“Play event review.”

Withdrew his gaze, Fu Qian sat down directly on the chair and began to browse the process along the way.

"It doesn't seem to be anything special."

Until the playback ended, Fu Qian murmured to himself.

In addition to the difficulty is a little smaller than expected, the reward is a little less than normal...

After a long time, no sound rang in the warehouse again.

Fu Qian activated the mark thoughtfully and chose to go home.

...

It's still the scene when I left.

Fu Qian looked at the wall clock, it was still very early.

And he stood in the living room and discovered an abnormality again.

There was no shouting in my ears, as if my acquaintances were very tacitly aware of them and did not get up.

Listening to the sound of the old man and the aunt outside, Fu Qian came to the kitchen and stood down leisurely.

He was very serious today, so serious that even the noodles were counted one by one.

Boil water, season and serve in a bowl.

After getting the breakfast familiar, Fu Qian stretched and sat down naturally.

However, the next moment, Fu Qian's hand holding chopsticks froze in the air, staring straight at it, as if his consciousness was in a blank space.

To describe it in terms, it is like a person entering a downtime.

This state lasted for about five seconds, and then the chopsticks in his hand began to slowly fall down, picking up a strand of noodles.

Meanwhile, a light ray of light lit up on the wrist.

The dining table in front of him disappeared instantly.

The mark on Fu Qian's wrist was activated, causing him to return to the warehouse again.

In less than half a second, the chopsticks in their hand turned into ashes.

At the same time, a shadow was dragged out from Fu Qian's body.

The shadow seemed to be alive, constantly shaking left and right, trying to return to his body.

But it seems to be washed by some kind of invisible torrent, and in the end it is still slightly misaligned with the body until it is completely separated.

"Hello, lord brother!"

Fu Qian let out a breath, his eyes had regained their agility.

He took two steps back and made sure to distance himself from the shadow, and greeted him with a smile.

"Is it a little faster for us to see each other?"

The next chapter will end this article, and it is still being proofread, and will be a little later.
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