Bang bang bang —
The road was very bumpy.
It was like a mudstone road.
As the bus bumped, many of the screws in the seats loosened, making strange sounds.
In the bus.
There was even the smell of lubricant.
Waking up from the dream.
Xing Fei, who was wearing sportswear, was stunned. He did not know what was going on.
"Xing Fei! Don't move! "
Irin's eyes focused and instantly stretched out his hand.
His five fingers clenched, and in his eyes, streams of light were drawn out of thin air.
The target space had been locked on!
In the range locked on by the [Grip of Annihilation], the trio woke up from the dream and did not react at all.
Everything happened in an instant.
Before the explosion, 56 suddenly woke up and reacted. He turned around and stared at Irin at the back of the bus.
In the dream world, they had fought countless times. Every time, they were mercilessly killed by Irin.
Irin, who was in the deep dream, was like an "idealistic" existence to 56. Not only was the flow of time different, but Irin was also in a different level of the dream world. Therefore, 56 was killed by Irin again and again. He had long held a grudge in his heart.
"Sure enough, they don't know how to be grateful."
Irin shook his head.
If he did not "wake" them up again and again, 56 and 73 would have been trapped in the dream world and could not extricate themselves.
On one of the seats.
81 was slumped on the back. His eyes were empty, his expression was blank, and sticky saliva was dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Hehehe …"
"I, 81, love young women the most …"
"Get out, get out, get out …"
"Hehehe …"
"Hehehe …"
He could not come back.
73 instantly activated his skill and escaped into the shadows.
But it was still too late.
56 suddenly woke up and slammed his palms on the seat, wanting to leave this space.
He had personally experienced the horror of Irin's skill in the dream … countless times!
Explode!
The interval between the activation of the [Grip of Annihilation] was very short. In just a short one second, no matter how fast 56's reaction was, it was impossible for him to escape the space locked on by the [Grip of Annihilation].
Boom!
The flames of the explosion instantly engulfed the 2X2 space where the three of them were!
The bus that was running was also affected by the terrible explosion and was instantly overturned.
An intense explosion accompanied by a terrifying shockwave spread out in the narrow space.
After the explosion, Irin pulled Xing Fei out of the bus as fast as she could.
Don't get me wrong.
This heat wave did not come from the Grip of Annihilation.
[Grip of Annihilation] locked down the space, and not a single bit of explosive power would leak out.
Instead, the explosion from [Annihilation's Grasp] seemed to have ignited the fuel system of the bus, causing the explosion to happen slightly later than [Annihilation's Grasp].
Rumble —
After escaping from the window, Xing Fei was still in a daze.
He had just woken up.
He didn't have time to figure out what had happened.
However, the explosion in front of them had come so suddenly that they were caught off guard.
[Eliminated apostle …]
A kill notification appeared in front of Irin's eyes.
A charred figure roared angrily and rushed out from the flipping bus in the air. He was like a roc spreading its wings in the air. His fists were shining brightly as he charged toward Irin.
The power contained in this punch was very terrifying. When it rubbed against the air, it actually made a hissing sound. The light around the fist caused the space to distort slightly. It was like a mirage.
"Hey … I, Zhen Meng, will not die here!"
His code name was 56. His entire body was surging with energy, and it swept up a fierce wind as he punched!
Xing Fei finally regained his senses.
No matter what happened in the dream, the danger in front of him was real.
He also didn't forget that he and Irin were still in a team.
"From now on, let the world feel pain."
Irin spoke very quickly.
“？”
In the air, 56, Zhen Meng, who was spreading his wings like a roc, quickly typed a question mark.
Irin spoke too quickly, so he couldn't hear what Irin said clearly.
In such a fierce battle, he still dared to talk nonsense to his opponent?
This young man was too naive!
Suddenly.
Just as Irin's voice fell.
A gloomy and cold aura suddenly attacked from the void.
In the blink of an eye.
In front of Zhen Meng's eyes, scenes that shocked him flashed.
This was a boundless mountain of corpses.
Countless corpses piled up into an endless field.
Those corpses, he could recognize some, but he couldn't recognize some.
Among the countless corpses, those twisted limbs, those empty eye sockets, all looked at Zhen Meng from all directions. It was as if they were looking at an enemy that they would never leave for three lifetimes and seven lifetimes.
Snap.
A pale hand suddenly stretched out from the ground.
It grabbed his ankle tightly.
"Illusion? Do you think this illusion can scare me? "
"Really?"
Hehehe …
One by one, cold laughter entered Zhen Meng's ears.
No.
The voice didn't come from under his feet.
It came from his stomach.
Zhen Meng looked down and saw that his stomach had been cut open. Hands, heads, and legs grew out of his stomach in a way that defied logic.
In the blink of an eye, another mountain of corpses was piled up.
He suddenly understood the origin of this boundless mountain of corpses.
Zhen Meng was stunned.
Snap.
The next moment.
His eyeballs fell out of his head.
"Ahhhhhh —"
Zhen Meng finally couldn't help but scream.
In front of Irin and Xing Fei.
As an elite strength-type apostle, Zhen Meng's explosive power was very strong. He flew so high and so fiercely. His posture was so stylish.
But suddenly …
Dong.
Codename 56, Zhen Meng, fell from mid-air and crashed heavily into the ground, leaving a shallow human-shaped pit.
He had already been blasted by Irin. The moment he landed, his charred and smoking skin cracked inch by inch. Blood spurted out. He looked very miserable.
Irin quickly went forward and stabbed Zhen Meng, who was foaming at the mouth, into a box.
[Killed Apostle …]
The death points and chaos points gained allowed Irin to confirm that 56 was indeed dead.
After killing fifty-six, Yi Lin abruptly raised her head and used Blood Jasmine to block behind her.
Ding!
Seventy-three appeared from the shadows with a shocked expression.
She looked on helplessly as 56 and 81 died tragically. She didn't even say anything. After all, the relationship between them wasn't that close.
They were just companions. They could change at any time.
She wanted to take advantage of the moment when Irin couldn't help but touch Zhen Meng's box. When Irin's vigilance was at its lowest, she wanted to hide behind Irin and directly kill this scary man.
As long as she killed this man, there would be no pressure at all for a mere spiritual-type apostle.
In Seventy-three's eyes, this was a classic counterattack that was enough to be included in the textbook of apostle battles.
She could counterattack!
However, she did not expect that under such circumstances, Yi Lin would still be able to easily block her saber strike.
"I said, no one knows assassination better than me."
Irin turned her head. Her eyes were glowing.
Seventy-three looked at Irin's eyes and felt a chill in her heart. She wanted to take out an item from her storage space to deal with it.
But in the blink of an eye.
A patch of blood instantly submerged her.
Dead.
After Irin took Seventy-three away, a kill notification appeared in front of her eyes.
From Irin killing people on the bus until Seventy-three turned into minced meat, the entire process didn't even take a minute. It was too fast.
After dealing with the three-man group.
Irin suddenly remembered that the guy with the boxing gloves seemed to have introduced himself when he was flying in the air like an eagle.
Zhen Meng?
Could it be that he was Zhen Qiang's brother?
Unfortunately, he was already dead. Irin couldn't verify it.
At this time, after dealing with the three-man group, Irin silently looked at Xing Fei.
Xing Fei had already put on the gloves, but he didn't dare to move.
After all, Irin's series of killing moves brought him too much shock.
What happened to being a spiritual-type apostle!
Can't we still be honest with each other?!
Xing Fei was helpless and said weakly, "Do you think I still have a chance?"
Irin quickly looked away and said casually, "When did I say I was going to attack you?"
As she spoke, Irin quickly reached out to the pile of minced meat on the ground.
No one saw that a large amount of pitch-black "resentment" was absorbed by Resentment before it could dissipate.
After absorbing the dense resentment on Seventy-three and Fifty-six, Resentment had a full meal.
The most obvious change was that the area where [Resentment] was stuck to his forehead had quietly expanded by quite a bit.
Originally, it was just on her forehead. However, when Irin touched it with her fingers, she found that the range of the dead skin was close to her eyebrows, almost covering a large part of her forehead.
Although there was no special discomfort, this touch made Irin feel as if she was wearing a realistic human skin mask.
"Finally …"
Irin quickly absorbed the resentment and then walked to the bus in the distance.
After the bus rolled in the air, it landed on the ground and billowed black smoke.
Xing Fei followed Irin's butt.
It was neither close nor far.
To be honest, although Irin said that she had no intention of killing him for the time being. However, in Xing Fei's eyes, Irin looked very ferocious and might not be fully believed.
Uh … no.
Wait, this guy said that he was a spiritual-type apostle?
This guy's words … Even a punctuation mark could not be trusted, let alone words!
Thinking of this, Xing Fei did not say anything and quietly moved a few steps away with an expressionless face. If Irin suddenly killed people again, he would have enough time to react.
"Where are we going now?"
Xing Fei asked from afar.
"Kill Green."
"Green?"
Xing Fei was stunned. He just remembered that the mission had not been completed.
They still needed to work hard.
In the dream, he did not fall too deep into it.
Counting back and forth, he had only been killed by Yi Lin less than ten times.
Now that he thought about it, he was still a little scared.
However, in the process of being killed, Xing Fei gradually understood the reason why Irin attacked him.
Therefore, Xing Fei was not so angry.
In the thick smoke.
The driver … the driver whose face could not be seen clearly from the beginning walked out.
The moment he saw the face of the tourist bus driver, Xing Fei was shocked.
He could not use words to describe that face.
At first glance, it looked a bit like the TV host Green. However, in the blink of an eye, the facial features seemed to have shifted and looked very much like someone in town. In the blink of an eye, the driver turned into Irin again. Every time Xing Fei blinked, the mysterious driver who appeared in front of the two of them had a different face.
However, these changes of face did not seem out of place at all, as if he had always looked like that.
Irin smiled kindly. "Hello, Green."
Green lowered the brim of his hat and said with a smile, "Your dreams are really boring."
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