Chapter 1266 Boiling

Zhang Heng subconsciously stretched his hand to his waist, but found nothing. Then he remembered that the [Hidden Sheath] was not brought here by him this time.

In fact, not only was the sheath hidden, but the travel bag he had put the props in before was not with him either. He almost walked here empty-handed. Even if the fire had almost reached his bedroom at that time, it was almost impossible for him to commit the crime with his calmness. After making such a low-level mistake, and the starfish watch that had been on his wrist was now missing, Zhang Heng had realized that he was probably in a dream.

Nyarlathotep once warned him that the amulet given to him by Kronos was gradually losing its effectiveness. He and the owner of the city under the ice also began to re-establish contact. Zhang Heng had seen those things in his previous dreams and subconscious. The half-human, half-fish-frog monster had seen the huge palace and the huge black shadow in the palace.

If the seaside town shrouded in haze represents the past, and the huge black shadow imprisoned in the palace represents the present, then what Zhang Heng saw this time is undoubtedly the future.

The entire Greenland was engulfed by raging fires, and the residents living here were completely driven into madness. They grabbed all the weapons at hand and turned their guns on their neighbors and friends without hesitation. Even relatives welcomed the arrival of the figure on the throne with killing and death.

Zhang Heng and his other self looked at each other for a moment, then his body started up again, turned around, and rushed towards a grocery store on the left.

Zhang Heng took off his shirt and wrapped his elbows while running, then smashed open the grocery store window with his elbow, jumped in, took out a fire ax and a shotgun hanging on the wall behind the counter, and then took out a fire ax and a shotgun from the wall behind the counter. I grabbed two boxes of bullets and a skinning knife from the counter.

When he walked out of the grocery store, he saw a group of fanatics rushing out of a nearby building and surrounding him.

Zhang Heng's expression did not change at all. Although the number of fanatic believers in front of him was larger than the ones he had encountered before in the art museum, judging from their clothes, they should have been just residents of the island not long ago. The combat effectiveness is naturally very limited.

Zhang Heng held a fire ax in one hand and a shotgun in the other and rushed forward. He did not rush directly into the crowd, but took advantage of the surrounding buildings and movement speed to start a free fight with the enemies in front of him. In the process, he kept getting closer to the figure on the throne.

The latter has not made any movements until now, but still maintains the previous posture, and even looks away from Zhang Heng, looking further away.

Although Greenland is quite large, there are not many humans living on it. This vast and sparsely populated land obviously cannot satisfy his appetite, especially since he had just escaped from the city under the ice and had to change. With a new body, he longed for more power. At this moment, his eyes had crossed the vast sea and turned to the nearest American continent.

On the other side, Zhang Heng had unknowingly thrown away those fanatical believers for quite some distance. He did not intend to continue to tangle with these guys who had completely lost their minds, because obviously the only way to deal with them was to deal with the one on the pile of corpses. Guys can really end this.

If it were in reality, Zhang Heng might choose a more cautious fighting method and first find out what the other party is capable of. But since he knew that he was just dreaming now, Zhang Heng regarded this battle as a rehearsal in advance. The most important thing is to collect more intelligence and understand the opponent better, because if nothing happens, he and the owner of the city under the ice will definitely have a battle, and it will either be your death or my death.

Zhang Heng jumped from the roof of a coffee shop. At this moment, he was less than 20 meters away from the hill covered with corpses. For him, these 20 meters were just a blink of an eye. His left foot had already stepped on the back of a corpse, and at the same time he picked up the shotgun in his hand again.

The bullets in the gun chamber have already been filled. Just waiting for him to pull the trigger, he would shoot at the figure at the top of the pile of corpses.

But the next moment, Zhang Heng suddenly found that his body could not move.

It felt like someone had pressed the pause button.

However, the only thing that stopped in the whole scene was his body. The flames on the side continued to burn, and the fanatical believers behind him were also chasing after him while dancing wildly.

Then Zhang Heng felt that all the blood in his body was boiling!

This was not a metaphor, but his blood literally boiled.

It was like boiling water, burning every blood vessel in his body. Zhang Heng had inhaled a large dose of radiation in Chernobyl, but even in the sterile ward, his condition deteriorated to the most serious level. It wasn't as painful as it is now, and even sinking the perception into the subconscious no longer works.

The veins all over Zhang Heng's body burst out, but he couldn't even move his little finger.

What makes people even more desperate is that during this period, the figure on the pile of corpses did not even look at him, until his body fell from the air, and the shotgun fell heavily to the ground, and the pile of corpses Only after seeing the other one did he take his eyes back from the west.

But he still said nothing.

Then he stepped forward and walked towards Zhang Heng, stepping on the dead bodies. Just as he reached out his hand and was about to insert it into Zhang Heng's chest, he suddenly stopped and frowned. This was also the first time he had a look on his face. When he showed his expression for once, he looked a little stiff.

After a pause, he finally gave up on the halfway move, straightened up again, and looked at Zhang Heng lying on the ground expressionlessly, as if he was sizing up a lamb being sent to the slaughterhouse.

It wasn't until he turned around and left that Zhang Heng felt that he could finally breathe again, and there were no longer burning flames or dense corpses around him.

At this moment, he was lying on the bed in the hotel bedroom, the sheets soaked with sweat.

Was it really a nightmare? Zhang Heng glanced at his right hand. The starfish watch finally returned to his wrist, but when he saw the time on it, Zhang Heng was stunned.

00:35.

It clearly felt like not much time had passed, but he had slept for more than ten hours. Haixing had completed a circle without knowing it. In other words, he had now come to his own exclusive still world, and This is probably why the other person in the dream suddenly stopped and turned around to leave.

However, what worries Zhang Heng is that unlike before, the time on the watch is not exactly stuck at zero. In other words, his previous nightmare did not end immediately after he entered the still world. It actually went backwards. It was extended by another thirty-five minutes!