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Chapter 339: The Origin of Dream Eye, the Final Place [I]

Four underground floors.

It was also the layer originally used to store the Dream Eye.

Two groups of people are fighting here.

On one side were the robed followers of the Sun God Cult, led by three Glowing Bishops.

On the opposite side, there were more than a dozen dream masters.

And Wei Fan, Gao Qian, Ouyang Shuokong and others were also among them.

The magic spells cast by the followers of the Sun God Cult have a natural restraint on the Dream Masters.

Just like water conquers fire.

Under normal circumstances.

A red-robed Holy Light Bishop, whose true strength is far stronger than that of a Dream Master at the controller level.

The three red-robed Holy Light bishops plus a group of Fiery Sun Priest believers should not be weaker than the enemy even if they are defeated.

But the result is that the Sun God Cult is now at a disadvantage.

Several Holy Light Bishops and the Sun God Cult believers behind them were all shrouded in the shadow of a giant yellow bell.

Followed by.

Waves of "dong...dong...dong" bell sounds echoed here, and each vibration had a long tail.

It hits the invisible wall and bounces back, forming a chaotic resonance.

The sound of the bell is not loud, but it has strong penetrating power.

It seems to be able to avoid the eyes and ears and reach the depths of the soul.

The person inside the bell felt as if his head was being pricked by needles, and he was simply unable to concentrate and mobilize the holy power in his body to perform magic.

Even if it could be mobilized a little bit, it would only make a louder bell sound when it landed on it.

And the terrifying recoil force caused blood to ooze out of all his orifices.

What's even more terrifying is that the phantom of the giant bell will drain and deprive the vitality and lifespan of the people it covers.

At this moment, as time passed, wrinkles gradually appeared on the faces of those Sun God believers, and their complexions and hair became dry and yellow.

In comparison.

Perhaps the reason why several red-robed Holy Light bishops have stronger holy power in their bodies is because of this.

Although it was also being drawn out, it was still able to hold on, and there were no obvious signs of aging on the surface.

On the other hand, look at Wei Fan on the opposite side.

Under such circumstances, one's appearance becomes younger and more full of vitality.

This phantom of the giant bell was actually the first dream eye that Wei Fan had ever obtained.

It is called Yin Huang Zhong.

Its function is to trap others.

It can also cover itself for defensive purposes.

At this moment, the changes in his body were the Yin Huang Zhong feeding him vitality and longevity.

Because of Yin Huang Zhong's ability, the vitality he consumed when using the Clock Dream Eye can be replenished.

The two form a virtuous circle.

Divine arts are to ordinary dream eyes what water overcomes fire.

But originally the Dream Eye was a real high temperature fire.

If the temperature is high enough, even water can be dried.

It’s not that the magic cannot restrain the Dream Eye, it’s just that the power of the Dream Eye was too strong at first.

"I've heard that this guard captain has handled several difficult nightmare cases before. Now it seems that he is really amazing!"

A dream master nearby saw this scene and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and complimented him.

Others followed suit upon hearing this.

Without him.

The methods used by these Sun God cultists are too strange.

Once that so-called divine art was released, the light could isolate all nightmare forces wherever it passed, and even cause absolute suppression to the Dream Eye itself.

Let a dream master become an ordinary person directly.

It is even immune to normal bullet shooting.

Today, if Wei Fan hadn't been here, they would have been doomed.

For these compliments.

Wei Fan didn't care.

At this moment, he was looking at the members of the Sun God Cult who were shrouded in the Yin Huang Bell.

His expression was solemn.

According to the speed at which the Yin Huang Zhong draws vitality, for a normal person, even if the other person is a baby, it will only take about fifteen seconds at most to die of old age.

But these people in front of him, after nearly half a minute, only looked slightly older.

He understood this situation.

There are only two reasons. One is that it is more difficult to extract the life span of these people than that of ordinary people.

On the other hand, these people have a longer lifespan than ordinary people.

"What on earth is this Sun God Cult?"

He frowned slightly.

"It just so happens that we can leave a few of them alive and see if we can get some useful information."

at this time.

Wei Fan suddenly realized something was wrong.

Because he found that the frightened expressions of these people disappeared.

Instead, they looked at him with fanaticism and respect, no, to be more precise, at his side.

next second.

"How dare you! You dare to hurt my Lord's followers? You are seeking death!!"

An indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

The voice was very close, no more than three meters away from him.

Looking up, he saw a figure in a light golden robe appear in front of him.

A solar corona appears behind him, supporting the entire person like the sun god descending to the earth, sacred and noble.

At this moment, he looked over with indifference.

The moment their eyes met, Wei Fan's expression changed and all the hairs on his body seemed to stand up.

The Dream Master is eroded by the Dream Eye.

The stronger you are, the deeper you will be eroded. This is something that cannot be avoided.

This also means that the various emotions of the more powerful Dream Masters, such as fear, happiness, etc., will become weaker.

Even if something horrible suddenly appeared before his eyes, he would not be as frightened as an ordinary person.

But now, he felt an indescribable terror.

I felt as if I was going to die in the next moment.

A trembling feeling from the soul kept squeezing his nerves.

No time to think too much.

The figure retreated suddenly.

At the same time.

The shadow of the Yin Huang Zhong on his body almost turned into reality, protecting his entire body.

Followed by.

Wei Fan had an idea.

A huge, pitch-black, skinny arm that was at least ten meters long stretched out from behind him and grabbed Hu Qi.

Facing this circumstances.

Hu Qi looked indifferent. When he raised his hand, fire shot out from the gaps between his fingers, winding and circling along his arm. The fire spread and grew at a terrifying speed.

In the blink of an eye, the flames gathered at the tip of the fist into a thick pillar of fire with a diameter of several circles, which shot out with a loud bang.

puff!
Boom!
The two voices sounded almost at the same time.

The moment the dark blue arm touched the golden fire dragon, it turned into black smoke and was evaporated and purified.

Afterwards, the remaining force continued to hit the Yin Huang Bell directly.

A huge bell sound echoed, and then Wei Fan discovered that the Yinhuang Bell that had been protecting him suddenly collapsed and shattered.

next second.

The whole person was directly covered by the fire dragon.

Wait until the flames dissipate.

Wei Fan's figure has disappeared.

The solid ground made of cast steel at the original location had now twisted into undulating waves, and then, under the ravages of high temperatures, turned into pools of orange-red molten iron.

Bubbles kept coming out of it and bursting, splashing out tiny sparks.

It began to flow downwards and gradually cooled down to form a big pit.

The few Dream Masters who were close to him were directly turned into charred powder on the ground.

Looking at the place where Wei Fan disappeared.

There was not much expression on Hu Qi's face.

The other party was naturally not dead. At this moment, his breath had already appeared thirty kilometers away in his perception.

This distance is nothing to Hu Qi.

He can catch up anytime he wants.

But he didn't do it.

"I see……"

Hu Qi's eyes moved.

Just a moment ago.

Wei Fan used the Clock Dream Eye again.

However, compared to before, he has now practiced the Red Sun Demon Elephant Flame Prison Technique to the highest level, and instantly noticed the clues.

At that moment, in his perception.

The atoms around it fell into a state of near stillness.

Atomic stagnation will cause objects to stop changing, relative motion will disappear, chemical reactions and energy transfer will stop, thus causing the so-called time to stop.

In fact, this is just a visual and perceptual illusion of time stopping.

Atoms standing still does not mean time is suspended.

In quantum mechanics, microscopic particles such as electrons within atoms are in a constant state of motion, involving many quantum behaviors such as movement in atomic orbits.

If the atom is still, it means that the physical process at the microscopic level has stagnated, which is different from the macroscopic concept of time.

Time is a complex physical quantity, which is defined based on the continuity of physical processes and the sequence of events.

In the theory of relativity, time is also related to space to form a space-time structure.

Even if the movement at the atomic level stops, other macroscopic physical processes in the universe, such as the movement of celestial bodies and the propagation of light, can still proceed normally, and time will still pass.

However, it is powerful enough to make the atoms in an area of ​​space fall into a state of near-stillness.

This kind of power, to be honest, has already reached the level of apostles.

"Wei Fan, I hope you won't let me down! Collect the remaining pieces of the strange painting as soon as possible. But then again, am I a bit like the villain in movies, TV shows, and novels who keeps courting death? Under normal circumstances, I should be killed by the 'protagonist' later on..."

This thought popped up in Hu Qi's mind, and he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.

With his current strength, who in this world can kill him? Who can kill him?
But then again, this world is still somewhat weird, so to be on the safe side, we should get rid of it after squeezing out the last bit of value from it.

After Wei Fan escaped, he was no longer restrained by the Yin Huang Zhong.

With the actions of several Holy Light Bishops and Hu Qi's suppression, the remaining Dream Controllers were quickly captured.

At this time.

A red-robed Holy Light Bishop came forward from behind.

His face looked a little pale, obviously because his vitality had been drained away.

He looked at Hu Qi with a respectful expression.

"Sir Saint, the remaining Dream Masters have all been captured. The Saintess from the capital of Yu State just sent us news.

The matter has been resolved, and there were no major casualties, but..."

At this point, his tone was slightly hesitant.

"Just what?"

Hu Qi said.

"It's just that Bishop Shenghui of Naroyan was accidentally attacked and has now returned to the embrace of the Sun God."

“That’s such a pity. Death is by no means the end, but the call of the Sun God. It is the first step towards eternal light. In the brilliant light of the Sun God, the soul will be thoroughly purified and sublimated.

He will be bathed in everlasting light and become one with the glory of the sun god."

Hu Qi looked calm.

Make a standard prayer gesture in front of your chest.

……

Chenxi City, on a somewhat lonely road near the suburbs.

Suddenly, the air seemed to solidify in an instant, and then a slight distortion and fluctuation appeared in the void, as if the calm surface of a lake was stirred by an invisible force.

A figure fell out of thin air without any warning, like a kite with a broken string.

"—— Huh! Huh!" Wei Fan knelt on the ground in a half-kneeling position, supporting himself with his hands. Cold sweat slid down his face and dripped onto the ground.

His chest heaved violently and he gasped for breath. Every breath seemed to be pulling the bellows in his throat, making a rough sound.

At this moment, his right eye had turned into a blood-red clock emitting a strange aura. The faint red light flickered in the dim environment, like the eyes of a devil.

After a while.

Wei Fan raised his head and looked around to make sure there was no trace of the enemy chasing him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly.

"Holy Son of the Sun God Cult, I didn't expect that such a terrifying person still exists. Why didn't I have any information about him in my previous life?"

"Besides, I've only heard that the Sun God Cult has a Saintess. Where did this so-called Saint Son come from?"

Wei Fan took a deep breath.

His face looked extremely ugly.

The sword bearer is finished.

No, not just the sword bearer.

I am afraid that all the dream masters are about to face a catastrophe.

Because the Sun God Cult extremely hates all dream eyes and dream masters.

To wipe out all the Dream Eyes and Dream Masters, to achieve this, is undoubtedly a fantasy for any person or organization.

But with that person's strength, maybe he can really do it.

And, he was obviously within the scope of the clearance.

With his current strength, he has no chance of winning against that person.

Unless you just hide yourself honestly.

But this was obviously not what he wanted.

He prefers to take his destiny into his own hands.

Think of this.

A strange color flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that we have no choice but to enter there in advance!"

……

A few days later, the night fell and everything was silent.

Under a deep lake, the water is hundreds of meters deep and as deep as ink.

Suddenly, a ray of dazzling red light broke through the confinement of the lake like a sharp sword and rushed straight into the night sky.

Then it landed near the shore, the light suddenly dimmed, and it transformed into the appearance of a young man.

This person is Wei Fan.

Surprisingly, when he came out of the lake, his clothes were not stained with much water.

At this moment, Wei Fan's eyes were fixed on the palm-sized piece of cloth, similar to a handkerchief, which was held tightly in his hand.

"I finally gathered them all. Unfortunately, this happened a little earlier than I expected, and I haven't gotten some opportunities yet. If it weren't for that damn Sun God Cult, I wouldn't be in this situation..."

His expression kept changing, revealing a hint of reluctance and regret.

Thinking back to what happened a few days ago, he still felt a little frightened.

Over the past few years.

His changes have been great.

The number of Dream Eyes he controls has reached ten, and he has even obtained a few of the original Dream Eyes.

When it comes to a debate of strength, ordinary controllers are no match for him.

A few years down the line.

Although I have often heard of the existence of the Sun God Cult, and have even had contact and battles with it.

Although that kind of divine power was very strange, it was nothing to him.

Even the Holy Light Bishop would not be his match.

However, what he didn't expect was.

The Sun God Cult actually dared to attack the man holding the sword directly.

But those cardinals meant nothing to him.

That man is scary.

That kind of terrifying force that can crush anything in its path.

It was actually able to penetrate the Yin Huang Zhong's defense with one strike.

If it weren't for the dream eye of its own clock.

I'm afraid he's dead.

These days, every time I think of Hu Qi's terrifying strength, I feel like something is stuck in my throat.

He knew very well that with his current strength, compared with the opponent, it was like an ant trying to shake a tree and he had no chance of winning.

Based on the rumors from the previous life and the answers given by the bone cards.

The only way now is to collect all the strange paintings.

Step into that place and find the source of the dream eye.

Complete the idea in your mind and transform your own strength again.

Think of this.

Wei Fan reached into the dream realm and took out the seven pieces of the strange painting one by one.

These fragments of strange paintings look no different from ordinary cloth.

However, just as Wei Fan put these fragments of the strange painting together.

These fragments of the strange painting flew into the air and began to piece together accurately.

At the fracture site, blood-colored threads like meridians appeared, connecting, weaving, and stitching together.

In the blink of an eye, the broken parts had grown back together.

Only two noticeable gaps remain in the center and the lower right corner, destroying the integrity of the entire picture.

But, right now.

The void around the strange painting suddenly began to ripple, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake.

Where the ripples were rippling, light was flickering, and the two missing pieces of the strange dream slowly appeared from the void like a mirage.

They seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force and embedded themselves precisely into the corresponding vacant positions.

In an instant, the entire strange painting glowed brightly, and then suddenly expanded, like a huge flower blooming in the dark night, and instantly turned into a giant scroll more than ten meters high.

The scroll rustled in the night wind.

Hua Hua Hua...

At the same time, a strong vapor surged out of the scroll like a surging tide and hit my face.

The unique salty smell of the sea also permeates the air, making people feel as if they are instantly at the vast seaside.

Wei Fan looked and saw that the scene in the scroll was just some vague outlines.

At this moment, it gradually becomes clear and realistic, just like a photo taken with a high-definition camera, every detail is lifelike.

But what is even more surprising is that this should have been a static picture, but now it seems to have been injected with soul and is vividly "moving". Thick black fog is surging in it.

The surface of the picture is like the surface of water blown by the wind, with slight undulations.

When Wei Fan saw this, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Originally, he was planning to wait until he became strong enough and form a top team of dream masters before entering this strange painting. That way, the safety factor would undoubtedly be higher.

Unfortunately, Gao Qian, Teng Liu, Zhou Qing (Ouyang Shukong) and a few others should have been captured by the Sun God Cult by now, if nothing unexpected happened.

Now it is unknown whether he is alive or dead.

This is the case now.

Only he can enter it.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

A red light emerged from his body, and he used the dream realm to wrap himself.

A look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he raised his leg and stepped into the painting in front of him.

A few seconds later.

The place where Wei Fan was originally standing.

The space at the original location distorted slightly, and a figure emerged quietly like a ghost. It was none other than Hu Qi.

He looked up at the complete and strange picture.

A strange look flashed across his face.

He had a strange feeling.

The strange painting now looks like a shriveled human skin that has been injected with vitality and has come alive.

"The source of the dream eye, let me see what it is..."

Pause for a moment.

He took a step forward, and his whole body entered the strange painting.

The figure disappeared from the spot.

All that was left was a silent night sky and a strange painting suspended in the air.

(End of this chapter)