Two Hundred and Fortieth, Horror City Ending (4)

What the puppet master said was indeed reasonable, but Qin Ruojiu became inexplicably nervous, and looked at the black mud body with surprise.

She discovered an extremely terrifying result, that is, in the constant probing and fighting of the God of Angles, all aspects of the black mud's body became stronger and stronger.

It seems that it has become more proficient from the original unfamiliarity.

The God of Angle has gradually changed from probing to using his true strength.

He even used his own special powerful ability.

Qin Ruojiu's body bloomed with a purple aura, and it secreted more and more, which soon attracted all the dream power in the surrounding area.

"The Kingdom of Dreams."

Soon, the entire Institute of Terror was covered by the power of dreams, and there were a large number of dreamlike clouds of purple breath, which began to swallow everything, and seemed to be brought to another world, and the scope of influence of other power rules .

Wang Ya's heart moved slightly. Dr. Mike could be said to be the nightmare itself. When he caught Dr. Mike, he influenced the other party through the connection between the two.

Everything that Nightmare experienced, including the battle with the witch, made Wang Ya understand.

In other words, he knew some information about the abilities of the witch.

The body has not yet fully adapted, and the soul chip is still needed to analyze some basic algorithms of the real world and how to perform activities with the greatest energy saving.

Facing the attacks of the god of angles, they can only bear passively.

The essence of Wang Ya's own existence is far beyond the understanding of the three of them.

Even if it is attacked by the god of angles, it will not hurt Wang Ya himself.

Several special puppets of the puppet master came out of the darkness and began to spit out various flames and water, trying to influence Wang Ya's microcosmic matter through physical properties.

But it is a pity that the essence of Wang Ya's current existence is far higher than the influence of this aspect.

Simply ignore the impact of this aspect.

Wang Ya, who returned from the loss of death, has an extremely high level of reference in reality.

The aura and color of purple have enveloped everything in sight.

Various colorful mushrooms began to grow on the ground, and the buildings of the Institute of Terror also turned into castle buildings in fairy tales.

The dense forest trees protrude from the ground, directly blocking all sights, and only the grassland environment covered by the forest can be seen.

There was a splashing river flowing.

'phantom? '

'No, it's true! '

Wang Ya no longer has the God of Angle and other three figures, and he is the only one left in the entire fairy tale world.

On the surface of the black mud, the outline of a real human body has gradually begun to appear, including some details are also gradually condensed.

The fuzzy facial features have a bit of Wang Ya's appearance, but compared with the original, the lines are more distinct.

"Interesting, is this the dream world? It can be said to be real, or it can be said to be illusory. After leaving the dream world, or after the dream world ends, the final result corresponds to reality. That is to say, in this dream world Death and injury in the world are real injuries."

The head part of the black mud human body, the face is finally condensed, and the lips and related organs that can speak appear.

The eyes and nose are also rapidly condensing out.

"In dreams, there are good dreams and nightmares, but no matter what kind of dream, it must be included in the dream. I also have dreams. If the power of illusion is strong enough and the mental power is strong enough, I can use the power of dreams. .”

"But as the witch's home field, it is destined not to be so simple... But to support such an ability, your consumption is definitely very high, and it cannot last for a long time. Even if you use the dream of the entire terrifying city as a source of power, is also like this."

Qin Ruojiu, who was hiding in the dark, turned a little ugly.

It has been confirmed that this black mud body is the horror observer.

But how could her ability be known so clearly by the horror observers, as if all her secrets had been seen through.

The dream is not just such a little power, although a little puzzled, but Qin Ruojiu is still very confident.

The god of angles, and many puppets of the puppet master, were blessed by the power of the dream and became stronger than before.

This is the environment in the dream, and fantasy is the source of power.

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Ya walked in this fairy tale world, his mood was very peaceful, being shrouded in the world of dreams was not something that made him despair.

On the contrary, he is also very interested in Qin Ruojiu's dream ability, because it may be able to improve Wang Ya's "Wang Ya Consciousness Platform", add some bugs in details, and apply patches that should be applied.

As he walked, the details of his body became more and more clear, which was also due to the role of the dream world.

With his powerful spiritual power of materialization, he manipulated part of the dream power and fixed his own reality.

"Are you here?" Wang Ya calmly looked at the many giants that came out of the forest.

It is the doll of the puppet master, but different from ordinary dolls, this doll has been strengthened by the power of dreams, and has become extremely huge, and it also has a lot of extraordinary armor, just like ancient knights .

The huge extraordinary stone sword in his hand can be equipped with the ability of petrification.

His eyes paused for a moment on the stained trees and the direct petrification.

In the next moment, these knight puppets came brandishing huge stone swords.

The violent wind and waves, between the beatings, seemed to foretell a tragic end.

But the result of the fact is that Wang Ya, who has recovered to the state of wearing a black wizard robe, raised his right hand, and the familiar red sparks skyrocketed in the void.

A series of flames were directly formed, sweeping and burning everything. What extraordinary stone swords, what knight puppets, all turned into molten concentrated liquid.

This fantasy forest was burned by the flames, and began to melt continuously, even making strange screams.

Wang Ya walked out slowly from the flames, and at the end of the road were the figures of the puppet master and Qin Ruojiu who were forced to escape by the rapid spread.

"Although dreams are absurd and weird, they must also follow the most basic logical lines. Generally speaking, what can be imagined and can be displayed in this dream world must exist. What comes out has a lot to do with it, obviously, your knowledge and insight are not as much as mine, so I can easily crush you."

Qin Ruojiu's complexion was not good. From the current situation, it seemed that the other party had used the power of dreams.

However, the puppet master suddenly sneered and said, "Multiple manipulations of the puppet."

The ground vibrated, and at the same time, there was light reflected from the mirror, which was so abrupt, and it happened to be the time period for this coordination.

Wang Ya's eyes fluctuated slightly. At this moment, a large number of cutting spiral blades flew out from the ground, and the other end was connected to a steel wire rope, and more than a dozen puppets appeared at the same time.

The most important thing is that among those cutting spiral blades, Wang Ya saw the God of Angle.

The number is very large, reaching the level of several hundred.

He frowned slightly, is it a trap?