Eternal Night

Chapter 829 is even more terrifying...

Wu Pifu ultimately failed to send out a large amount of negative information as he had hoped, which he greatly regretted.

Negativity is something you can't just shake off. It has a cause and effect, and its essence isn't a specific "object," but a concept. Although Wu Pifu can condense it, it's something you can't shake off at all. Shaking it off is just self-deception. Although you can pass it on to other life forms, no life form that receives negativity will dissolve or dissolve it. Instead, it will be tormented by negativity and give birth to more negativity that has a cause and effect with you.

Therefore, there will only be more and more of these kinds of things.

So far, apart from Wu Pifu's own positive emotions being partially dispelled in a completely insignificant way, there is still no way to reliably dispel the negative emotions!

When the bowl had absorbed about 0.1% of the negative backlash from Wu Pifu's mind, the entire bowl turned pure black.

Peter Young's hands were trembling as he held the bowl, but the bowl was just a symbol; even if it were turned upside down, the negativity inside wouldn't spill out, otherwise this place would immediately turn into a real hell.

"Next, we will gather all our Nen into this bowl. At that time, we will enter the 'Zetsu' state. Apart from a few physical techniques, we will be no different from ordinary people. But that is also the time when we can participate in this collective nightmare. Only by eliminating the self-protection of Nen can we integrate into it."

Peter Young spoke boldly and frankly as always, without any affectation or hesitation. Holding the bowl, he was the first to pour all his Nen into it, and in the eyes of the Nen user, he was forced into a state of extreme tension.

"The most important thing for a Nen user is Nen, without a doubt. To use Nen, you must have manifested Nen, which is the amount of Nen you can use. The so-called potential Nen is the theoretical limit of your life force. When your manifested Nen is exhausted, your life force will be temporarily unable to squeeze out Nen. At this time, you will enter a state of annihilation. In this state, you will be unable to exert any Nen, and it is also when you are most vulnerable."

Paris continued explaining various information about Nian to Wu Pifu.

Wu Pifu said, "He certainly has guts. Entering the final stage first at this time can be seen as showing sincerity and indicating that he will also join the game. But isn't he worried about being attacked or targeted at this time?"

Kura said to Wu Pifu on the other side, "Isn't Mr. Wu here? So he's not worried at all."

However, Wu Pifu knew that regardless of whether he was there or not, Peter Young was indeed courageous to be the first to enter a state of emergency in the current situation and position.

As Peter Young became the first to input all his Nen, the other Nen users breathed a sigh of relief, and then came the second Nen user, the third...

Once Paris and Kurapika had finished inputting Nen, all the Nen users present entered a state of near-perfect strength, becoming no different from ordinary people except for their physical strength and martial arts skills.

At the same time, this bowl, which had borne a huge amount of negativity, also transformed into a dreamlike color, or rather, a multicolored black.

It's a very strange color, but there's no doubt that the Nen ability developed by many Nen users has taken effect, and this is no longer just a negative thing.

Peter Young took the bowl and looked at the colorful black liquid rippling inside. He said, "Drink it. After drinking it, you will start having nightmares in five minutes. Terrifying collective nightmares. By the way, let me add that if my speculation is correct, then there is no such thing as the range or frequency of the Hell Bell's attack. This place... this swamp, is entirely within the coverage area of ​​the Hell Bell. The so-called nodes or anchor points are just the cracks between dreams and reality, the gaps that the eternal Hell Bell within squeezes from illusion into reality."

Seeing that many people around him did not understand what he meant, Peter Young continued, "Once this collective nightmare unfolds, it will compress the dream scope of Hellbell. All those who have not drunk it will be caught between the two, neither having the collective dream nor fully entering Hellbell. I cannot predict what the result will be. If anyone wants to try and avoid joining the collective nightmare, that is up to you."

After saying that, Peter Young picked up the bowl, took a sip, and then handed it to Kim next to him. Then he casually lay down on the ground, put his hands behind his head, and acted as if he didn't care what others did to him.

Jin didn't stand on ceremony. He picked up the bowl, took a sip, and handed it to the person next to him before lying down on the ground.

At this moment, many ordinary people did indeed have shifty eyes.

When they saw that what appeared through the mind was a bowl, some people had ulterior motives, but by then all their ulterior motives were shattered, and no one dared to try not drinking it.

The liquid in the bowl seemed endless, or perhaps it was simply a concept, a nightmare shared equally among everyone present. As Peter Young said, whether you drink it or not is entirely up to you.

After everyone had drunk their fill, the last person to drink was Paris. He took the bowl from Kurapika's hand, and before drinking, he smiled and said to Wu Pifu, "Well then, sir, I'll have to trouble you in the end."

After saying this, Paris also drank the liquid in the bowl. At that moment, the entire bowl shattered with a bang, turning into particles and disappearing without a trace.

"...What can I do for you?"

Wu Pifu was a little confused. He thought about it and assumed that what Paris meant by lending out negative energy was that although it was different from the large amount of negative energy he had expected, it was still a small amount of negative energy consumption, so it shouldn't be too troublesome, right?

As the five-minute mark approached, everyone present, whether sleepy or not, fell asleep simultaneously. Apart from Wu Pifu, there was no one else awake.

Wu Pifu also sat cross-legged, meditating quietly, trying to sense with his mind whether he was having any dreams or anything like that.

But now he is awake, unlike before when he was asleep and pulled into the dream. As mentioned before, his physical body and mental consciousness are too heavy to be dragged into the dream.

At the same time, he lacked any extraordinary means related to dreams; all his strength was based on his physical body, so he was helpless at this point.

"Just wait and see what kind of humanity you have in this world."

Wu Pifu wasn't in a hurry and just waited quietly in place.

On the other hand, as the collective nightmare takes shape, each individual begins to appear in this dream. Their feelings are similar to lucid dreaming, that is, they know they are dreaming, but they cannot escape the dream, and they feel that the surroundings are bizarre and unreal, full of indescribable disharmony.

“It doesn’t look like a nightmare.” There were a few ordinary people next to Peter Young. They stood up, looked around, and their faces were full of surprise.

There was nothing around.

Everyone found themselves in an endless void, devoid of light, sound, cold, and heat—a silent, utterly empty void. Of course, there were no terrifying monsters or anything like that they had imagined. This was vastly different from the nightmares they had envisioned.

Peter Young looked around curiously and said, "The nightmares we have come from the pure thoughts of the dead provided to us by higher beings. So the most likely source of these nightmares is the vast amount of thoughts of the dead accumulated by higher beings. But that shouldn't be the case. There is no light, no matter, and no living beings. How could such a vast amount of pure thoughts of the dead accumulate in such a void?"

Everyone was puzzled, but this "nightmare" without any monsters or horror actually made many people breathe a sigh of relief.

In any case, this is infinitely better than being tormented by countless horrors and monsters.

“Mr. Peter Young”.

An ordinary person asked Peter Young, "Now all we have to do is wait for the Hellbell to ring, right?"

Peter Young was still puzzled, and at the same time he had a bad feeling, but when someone asked him, he still replied, "Uh, yes, we just have to wait. I don't know much about the principles of dreams, but there should be a collision and expansion process. I believe this process will not take long."

And so, everyone waited peacefully in this void...

The group waited patiently in this void...

The group waited patiently in this void...

The group waited in this void...

The crowd waited anxiously in this void...

Everyone...

"How long has it been?"

With a very tired and uncomfortable expression, Jin asked Peter Young.

Peter Young looked back at King and said in an impatient tone, "I don't know, I've answered you countless times, I don't know, I don't know!"

Jin nodded slightly, then said, "Something's not right, Peter Young. We've been here too long, and you, me, and everyone else's mental state is off."

Peter Young was stunned. He seemed to only come to his senses at this moment. He looked at the crowd. Some people looked dazed, some kept banging their heads against what appeared to be the boundary of the ground, and some were muttering to themselves, but their expressions were like those of idiots. Of the crowd that had been talking and making noise, only he and Kim seemed to be talking at this moment.

Peter Young's expression gradually darkened. He said to Kim, "I think I have a pretty good idea of ​​what this nightmare is. If that's the case, it's just too terrifying. We're using the pure negative energy of that being, right?"

Jin's face was even more pale than before. He said, "I know what you're going to say. Yes, if we follow this line of reasoning, we might all be wiped out in this nightmare."

"I miscalculated..."

Peter Young covered his face and said, "I thought it was just a dream, but I didn't expect it to be such a terrifying thing. The time here is probably tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of times different from the actual time outside. Now, the only thing we can pray for is that our nightmare will collide with the bells of hell as soon as possible."

"That's right, otherwise..."

Neither of them continued speaking, but instead focused their minds and tried their best to maintain their rationality.

Time passes...

Time passes...

Time continued to pass...

Finally, the void trembled violently. The sixty-odd people present stared at a crack in the void with eyes that seemed to have completely lost their minds. Light appeared behind the crack, and at the same time, a sound rang out. The sound was terrifying, but to the sixty-odd people it was like heavenly music. They instinctively crawled towards the crack.

The cracks grew wider and the tremors became more and more violent...

In the end, the remaining sixty-odd people saw a knife, a person, and an incredibly dazzling flash of light that swept past them...

In that instant, countless memories swept over them, filling their already exhausted and soon-to-disappear consciousness.

They saw a golden rice field, and all the creatures laughing and playing in it.

(End of this chapter)