Welcome to the Nightmare Live Chapter 194

Chapter 194

The darkness became more intense.

Viscous shadows entwined with each other, like tree roots plunging deep into the scarlet ocean.

"Yes, I summoned you."

Wen Jianyan came back to his senses and answered calmly.

"..." Wu Zhu turned his head, and his emotionless eyes fell on the human in front of him.

"Isn't that why you chose me?"

Wen Jianyan looked at the other party without hesitation, his eyes were clear, and his expression was almost sincere, "I will find the fragments for you and help you recover your strength."

Wu Zhu is an incomplete god. He has been cut, sealed, suppressed, and used. Obviously, since the first fragment was awakened, his purpose is to restore his power and put himself back together.

And the "god" who was about to be successfully cultivated in front of him was obviously beyond the other party's expectations.

The cause of everything was just a little mistake before the end of the last dungeon.

The fragments of the witch candle imprisoned in [Fantasy Amusement Park] are not complete, they are primitive souls full of biological "nature". Under this premise, Wen Jianyan, who was carrying the Ouroboros props, had a battle with the other party. A certain degree of intimate contact—the entanglement and embrace of shadows, the exchange of blood "licking" and licking.

During that process, the Ouroboros prop snatched a small amount of soul shards.

Even Wu Zhu didn't notice it.

After all, he himself was already too broken, and he couldn't even notice if the points that were filled back into his body were missing a small point.

And this tiny, unconscious fragment was brought by Wen Jianyan into this copy that was originally made with [God Creation]. Yes, he began to feast on it.

Assimilate, devour, fuse.

In the end, under the catalysis of the entire dungeon rules, it was naturally cultivated into a complete form.

Wen Jianyan glanced at the task bar beside her.

"Task 1: Complete the [Ping An Nursing Home] Inner God-making Project Incubation God task reward: ???"

【Completion: 92%】

The degree of completion has been improved.

"If so, I hope you can take a moment," he thought for a while, and suggested, "When the progress has just reached 92% and is less than 99%, it will not be too late for you to fuse your fragments."

"The purpose of this dungeon is to create gods. Using the power provided by the rules, following the trend, the benefits will far exceed the most original plan."

Wen Jianyan glanced at Wu Zhu, and added:

"This is also possible when the progress bar reaches 100%, but after all, I don't know how far this dungeon rule can go, whether it can cultivate your consciousness, so I recommend getting stuck at 99% Fusion... This is not to question your authority, but just to be on the safe side."

At this moment, with the release of Wu Zhu and the increasing progress of the god-making plan, the degree of interference in the live broadcast room has deepened.

The dense snowflakes filled the screen, and it was almost impossible to see the figure of the anchor in the live broadcast room, and his voice became intermittent, almost indistinguishable.

"Help, why is the optimization so bad in the live broadcast room!"

"I can't see what happened at all!"

"It's really annoying, I'm already complaining."

Wen Jianyan stared at the task bar, waiting for the degree of completion to increase.

97%…98%…99%

The moment the number reached the expected critical value, he raised his eyes: "It is."

No hesitation, no procrastination, no sleight of hand.

He didn't repeat the old trick, leading new gods to be born, and letting them attack each other like last time.

Just like a true, devout and faithful believer, none of Wen Jianyan's suggestions and actions were not considered for Wu Zhu.

Practical, intelligent, and well-founded.

As long as he is willing, he will be the most perfect teammate and subordinate, making every decision for the master, thinking about every step, and completing every task.

During the whole process, Wu Zhu stared at him steadfastly, his dark golden eyes glowed with an inorganic luster, and no emotion could be seen on his cold and pale stone face.

He didn't respond to whether he agreed with Wen Jianyan's plan, or even uttered a single word.

However, the second after Wen Jianyan's voice fell, a shadow fell.

The darkness is being manipulated, from behind Wu Zhu, overwhelmingly pressing toward the eggs that are about to form in the distance—!

The engulfment and fusion began.

What happened in that instant is far beyond any system that humans can understand.

Wen Jianyan's eyes were pitch black, and he felt as if he had fallen into a giant washing machine drum.

A strong sense of weightlessness and loss of strength came over, like a boundless fall, and the internal organs were oppressed, as if they were about to be squeezed out of his throat.

Time, space, were dismantled and fell to pieces.

Wen Jianyan's whole body seemed to be caught in the gap between dimensions, as if he had wandered in the cold and boundless darkness for hundreds of centuries, or as if he had only experienced a short moment—

It's all over.

Wen Jianyan was panting violently, his face was frighteningly pale, and he was trembling unconsciously. Even so, the first second he came to his senses, he stretched out his hand and clicked on his live broadcast interface.

It was a cold, silent blue.

There are only four words on it.

【Lack of signal】

good.

Wen Jianyan raised the corners of his bloodless lips, revealing a satisfied smile.

He was right.

Wu Candle itself has an extremely intuitive influence on the Nightmare live broadcast system, and this time, a "Witch Candle" was hatched quite a bit. Although the progress bar only reached 99%, but with the addition of Wu Candle The existence of the main body is enough to disconnect Nightmare's system once.

Wen Jianyan turned off the live broadcast interface and raised his eyes to look not far away.

There, black shadows gather and form.

False gods among them.

And the half-form that was previously conceived disappears—the conscious one devours the unconscious, and the two become one.

Wen Jianyan could feel the heat on his hipbone rising, and the lines that were branded on it were ready to move, as if celebrating the master's victory.

Wu Zhu stood in the middle of the darkness.

He lowered his eyes.

This time, his followers did not lie.

After merging with the soul cultivated by using dungeon rules, he even felt a long-lost sense of completeness—at that moment, a large piece of his broken and missing body was filled, and he felt stronger than ever before, with a sense of power filling his whole body.

It's just that the memories this time are too complicated, and it will take longer to fuse them together.

"How do you feel?"

Not far away, the sound of human exploration came.

Wu Zhu raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.

In the next second, the figure of the young man came into view.

The short and broken picture flashed before my eyes, and before I could catch it, it disappeared.

Wu Zhu was stunned reflexively.

It was the screen that disappeared.

What was left was a young man suspended in the darkness, his face was pale, his expression was concerned and inquisitive, and he didn't show any embarrassment.

He frowned.

Is that so?

Is this fragmented memory of myself?

Wu Zhu frowned, not thinking.

There is no need to think about this kind of thing.

He raised his hand, hooked his fingertips, and the shadow wrapped around the figure of the human youth, dragging him to his eyes.

The faces of youth are close at hand.

The man lowered his eyes condescendingly, and his eyes fell on the other's face.

"well done."

"Thank you for your compliment," the young man smiled. "After all, I am your follower and bishop. This is my mission, isn't it?"

He took a deep breath:

"I know that you question my loyalty and my sincerity..."

Wen Jianyan restrained his smile, and his expression suddenly became indifferent, as if he had suddenly changed:

"You are right."

Wu Zhu stared blankly at the humans in front of him.

"Praise, obey, kiss, swear, obey...these are all lies, just for the expediency of surviving," the young man narrowed his eyes casually, and said a sentence that was not adulterated at all, honest enough to be cruel , In the end, I didn't even bring the honorifics.

"Also, your branding is too **** painful, Wu Zhu."

Wen Jianyan blew himself up without warning.

He mercilessly exposed his hypocrisy and mask.

Even though more and more shadows are clinging to his body, icily strangling his neck, he is still addicted to it.

It's like opening a sluice to release water, non-stop.

He happily challenged the other party's authority, and wiped out all the advantages he had accumulated step by step—

Just a minute.

He kicked himself from a docile obedient person back to the position of the enemy.

At this moment, the other party devoured his nearly complete fragments, and he was unprecedentedly strong, while he broke the connection with the live broadcast room, used up all his talents, and was simply unprecedentedly weak.

And all of this was brought about by him.

Daredevil humans.

Wu Zhu's eyes fell on the other party's lips, and he was no longer listening.

Because he never really believed in this guy's loyalty.

When they met for the first time, they were fooled with lies, and when they met for the second time, they faced each other with a knife... Even though he was cut into pieces, his memory and consciousness were shattered together, and his soul and godhead were incomplete, but since the third meeting, he Since his self-awareness began to gradually recover, Wu Zhu never believed in the "obedience" and "piety" that this guy said.

Ignorant does not mean stupid.

For this human being, he couldn't even talk about trust, let alone betrayal and anger.

However, this does not mean that he will tolerate provocation.

If the symbolic obedience is broken, then the original symbolic peace will also be frustrated.

He feels hungry.

It was a pleasurable hunger pang.

Noisy by long-suffering desires, yearning to be satisfied.

Since he took the initiative to tear off his false disguise, then... he should bear the consequences of breaking the balance.

The shadow wrapped around the young man's neck, although it wasn't his palm, it was still part of him.

Wu Zhu could feel the temperature of human skin, its soft and greasy texture, and the fragile throat, trembling slightly in the sound, and the blood rushing under the skin, emitting heat.

Suddenly, the picture in my mind jumped out without warning.

Amber, embarrassed and angry, eyes covered with water, a slender body, a red dress with the hem torn off, and pearly stockings on the slender legs—

Those fragments were strange and eerie.

It seems to come from another dimension abruptly, but it actually exists.

Wu Zhu froze for a moment, a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes.

Is that so?

During the brief confusion, the corner of his sight involuntarily landed on the human lips.

That nasty mouth.

It is easy to create truth and lies, and the words are wrapped in honey or poison.

Uncontrolled restlessness is brewing.

Jumping in the animal-like pure golden eyeballs, the shadow wrapped around the young man's neck slowly tightened, the throat bone made a gurgling sound under the pressure, the other party's breathing became rapid and difficult, and the hot blood was pumping The frequency accelerated, jumping chug.

bang bang.

bang bang.

Physiological flush stained pale face.

Humans frowned, their lips opened and closed, and they struggled to absorb the thin air, their voices became hoarse and weak.

His eyes were still unruly, even cheerful and calm.

Wu Zhu watched, the light-colored, soft lips opened and closed, revealing the snow-white teeth from time to time, and the moist and soft tip of the tongue lying in the dentition, trembling, flexible, and warm soft meat.

Morbid frenzy is passing.

The primal instinct of hunger was stirring.

punish him.

eat him.

Chapter end