"In fact, Jarvis himself is a very good bait …"
Fang Xian was very sure that the existence that created the City of Nightmares, like him, existed in the form of idealism and needed a body.
To it, the Jarvis of this pathway was also a very delicious food or a useful puppet.
In other words, Jarvis's fate was already sealed the moment he entered the City of Sleep.
"Moreover, the other party controlled the sudden riot of the Spring of Dead Souls. Even if it was suppressed, it sent a large number of strange items over … It's probably used to reassemble the body …"
A body completely composed of special traits was much better than Fang Xian's own idea.
After all, he only had a few special traits in his hands. Things like Jarvis could only be thrown away or become part of the reassembly.
…
"City center?"
Jarvis murmured and asked the scavenger next to him, "What's your name? How much do you know about the city center?"
"My name is Zihe … Are you crazy to want to go to the city center?"
Zihe revealed a look of horror. "You don't even know … how dangerous it is!"
"I know, I understand …"
Jarvis took a deep breath. "But … there's no other choice, is there?"
The call in the dream made it clear to him that even without the 'order' of the Book of Transaction, he had to come here. Perhaps this was his destiny.
Pa!
At this moment, a slender limb descended from the sky and smashed Zihe into meat paste.
Jarvis wiped the blood off his face and looked up.
He saw a monster similar to the spider monster from before, but thousands of times larger than it. It was like a small mountain, quietly hovering above him.
Those cement buildings couldn't even reach half its height.
"Silence!"
Jarvis used the strange ability in his body, but he was shocked to find that the monster opposite him had a very high resistance.
Whether it was the black and white light or the blood, it didn't have the slightest effect on the monster.
In the end, he was grabbed by countless hands that emerged from the limb and brought to the monster. He watched helplessly as a huge twisted head opened its mouth.
"Am I going to die …"
Jarvis looked at the motionless notebook on his body and closed his eyes.
The next moment.
He opened his eyes.
The sky was blood red, and the earth was dry and cracked.
Jarvis found himself nailed to a wooden frame, watching it all in silence.
"Another dream?"
"Or should I say … a deeper nightmare?"
He found that he could not understand the strangeness of the Sleeping City at all.
Not far away, a few upright rat-men monsters noticed him and ran over excitedly, squeaking.
…
After another 'death'.
Jia Wei's consciousness became more and more blurry as he arrived at the third level of the nightmare.
This was an extremely cold hell!
…
'Vice-captain …'
White Stone held the chains in his hands tightly and followed behind Merry. "How terrifying is the mysteriousness of a Calamity Grade Super?"
Merry's expression was extremely solemn, not forgetting to observe the surroundings at all times.
Those lifeless buildings were like monsters with their mouths wide open, surrounding their small team, causing her to shudder.
Hearing this, his voice was emotionless as he replied, "Strangeness of Level III and above, the biggest characteristic is that they are incomprehensible! Within their range of influence, space, time, resurrection … anything can happen. "
"Spacetime disorder? Then how do we seal … it? "
White Stone widened his eyes.
"The mysteriousness of a Calamity Grade Super … There has never been a perfect seal."
Master Doehring, who was walking at the front, said, "We can only limit … limit it. Just like the Sleeping City, we don't know when the horror will erupt … If we can't suppress it, our world may be destroyed because of it …"
"Calamity Grade …"
White Stone murmured to himself and began to understand the true meaning of this term. It was indeed like a natural disaster, almost impossible to resist.
So far, the Sleeping City had not shown any abnormalities. The whole city seemed to be dead, and the most they could see was the dried corpses of humans and animals on the road.
"We're almost at the city center. Everyone, be on guard!"
Doehring's voice was solemn.
The group of people with swords slowly moved forward and suddenly found that the scenery in front of them was completely different from before.
It was no longer a city built of steel and concrete, but a huge square.
The ground was paved with black and white pebbles, polished extremely smooth. There were all kinds of broken and strange sculptures around, with a kind of exotic beauty.
"Is there such a square in the Sleeping City?"
Merry took a deep breath and quickly went through the files. She understood that the strangeness had begun to interfere with the surrounding environment, and the ring on her hand was ready to release the curse at any time.
The group walked into the square and came to the center.
A layer of white fog had spread around without them noticing.
In the fog, many shadows of people appeared.
They were the derivatives of the Spring of Strangeness, from those who had been killed.
At this moment, they were all expressionless, and their movements were stiff as they stood in a line, throwing the strange objects into the pond in the middle of the square.
There seemed to be a layer of colorful water in the pond.
A violin was thrown into the pond and instantly exploded into pieces. A dark brown characteristic emerged and melted into the pond.
The idealistic existence behind the door was at the same level as Fang Xian's primordial spirit, and it was the high-level manifestation of these strange things. Of course, it had the ability to crush ordinary strange objects!
If Fang Xian were here, he would certainly know that his divination and speculation were correct.
The existence of the Sleeping City was crushing a large number of strange objects, purifying their characteristics, and trying to form a perfect body.
"Found it!"
The black goat-headed scepter in Delin's hand paused, and his expression became unprecedentedly solemn.
"We hide in the darkness, and have no fate with honor!"
"We swear to protect this world and fight against the strange!"
…
Reciting the oath of the sword-bearer, Merry suddenly felt some strength in her body, and she could also look at this strange scene.
The next moment, she saw several figures, carrying a huge wooden frame, walking over.
The one tied to the wooden frame was Jarvis!
He looked confused, and at this moment, his eyes finally became slightly sober, and he murmured, "Have you also entered the ninth level of the dream?"
"What? Dream? "
Delin's ears twitched, and his expression changed slightly. "This is clearly the real world!"
Jarvis's dull face did not change in the slightest.
Constantly sinking in the nightmare, his perception of the outside world had become very dull.
Fang Xian, on the other hand, had a different feeling.
"This group of people is right, they are in reality, but here, reality and dreams intersect!"
"As I walked in reality, I walked into a dream and distorted space?"
"The idealistic existence here is indeed very terrifying."
"But I have been hiding in the notebook and did not make a move, waiting for this moment!"
Reality and dreams intersected, and it was no longer possible to distinguish reality from illusion. It was a great terror!
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