Chapter 1467 Artificial Existence Core (Thirty-Five)

Of course, at first, it might be the dream of all people over this age.

Walking in the square filled with sunshine, although the sun could not be seen in the sky, Fu Qian thought silently in his heart.

After entering the square, the feeling was different from that in the corridor just now.

One of the significant changes is that it has become difficult to continue hiding.

To a certain extent, it once again shows that although the old man has walked all the way here, this is no longer the part of the dream created by himself, but more like a gathering place for many dream wills.

The people wandering in the square are almost of the same nature as the old man, and he is no longer the only core of the dream.

Because of this, there is no need to continue hiding.

This kind of dream connection should belong to a very deep cognitive category, and the will of the many wandering dreamers is not clear.

Even if there is a younger person in the middle, it will not scare people too much.

As for the target he wants to find, Fu Qian has never thought about the meaning of hiding in its absolute home.

In fact, since he forced the old man to sleep, Fu Qian had already felt the active rejection from the dream.

This was not unexpected at all. No matter what the current state was, after the previous encounter, especially the death of Mr. Rick, it was impossible for him not to be fully alert.

This was also why Fu Qian chose to consume san value to start the pseudo-god transformation, rather than directly transforming into the King of Abandoned Prison in mythical form.

Theoretically, the latter should have a better effect, and after this period of rest, it is no longer a problem to start it briefly.

The problem is that entering the dream is just the beginning.

When walking in it, the struggle is omnipresent.

The duration of the pseudo-god transformation, if it were the King of Abandoned Prison, he would probably be exhausted to death.

And in this huge intersection of dreams, it is definitely not easy to find a target who is determined to hide.

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Fear, sadness, but there is a kind of helpless relief.

Standing in front of a blue-black stone sculpture with a slightly abstract shape, Fu Qian looked at the old facial features on it, as well as the statues of the same style in the distance, and various strange buildings, doors, and streets in the distance.

There are only a few wandering here, and there are many places constructed by other wills.

The old lady before was awake, suddenly entered sleepwalking and attacked, which basically means that even if she is awake on the surface, there is a high probability that there is still a certain connection with this place in the depths of her consciousness.

Maybe it is weak, but it does not delay the target from hiding in it. As mentioned earlier, searching is a big project.

But it is much better than expected.

According to the population density of Los, the number of people who have passed their 59th birthday will be exaggerated in a small area.

If all gathered here, Fu Qian believed that it would never be such a scene.

In fact, in his judgment, the target may have been able to achieve that level - otherwise how could it be polluted?

Mr. Li Ke's behavior changed drastically after his 59th birthday.

If the previous speculation is true and it is really caused by it, the speed of change seems to indicate that meeting the age condition and encountering it are almost a causal reaction.

And pollution is pollution. No matter how bad the state of the old gods is, Fu Qian will never underestimate their dying struggle.

Perhaps this mysterious creature celebrated the funeral, and even took some initiative and tried to gain benefits from it, but the nature of being desecrated will not change.

This caused it to no longer be able to enter other ordinary dreams, and the scope of its habitat was greatly reduced.

Does it sound like subjective conjecture, all based on imagination?

There is even evidence in front of it now-if it can escape to other places, why does this guy push himself out so hard?

Wandering in many dreams, let yourself die of exhaustion?

Of course, it was very cautious, and it still couldn't find any trace after wrestling until now.

Although it is more durable than the mythical form, the pseudo-god incarnation still has its limits.

According to the current repulsion strength, as soon as it ends, it will be kicked out.

Then continue to insert coins with ten san points and start another attempt.

The problem is that narrowing the scope does not mean a small scope, and your own san value is not sufficient.

There are ways to find another way to reduce the difficulty of finding, such as physically removing the polluted people.

Even if it is cleared thoroughly enough, it may be reduced to zero directly, and there may be no need to deal with it in dreams.

But if there is a massacre, there is a high probability that as soon as I appear, I, the frost demigod, will jump to the top of the night watchman's wanted list.

Fortunately, Fu Qian is not going to use these two methods.

As everyone knows, I have always been the kind of person that the arcade owner hates the most.

Ten points of san value are enough, and my strategy is indeed not to deal with it in dreams.

Hi!

Standing in the square full of aging fear, Fu Qian greeted the empty space cordially.

At the same time, his figure suddenly expanded.

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Tall and majestic, as if a tyrant has come to the world.

And countless tiny traces like ice cracks spread all the way from his body, extending into the surrounding void, flickering and changing.

At that moment, this lofty dream, which is both ten thousand and one, seemed to have the most terrifying crusher falling into it.

Even if he just stood still, everything around him seemed to be disintegrated by the cracks.

The reason why I am not in a hurry to find it is because Fu Qian has never thought about finding it.

Do I have to open the doors one by one if there are many rooms? Can't I just demolish the building?

I have already become familiar with using the Glorious Tyrant to do this kind of thing after visiting the Pope.

As for efficiency?

I can indeed feel that the other party is trying its best to reversely maintain and repair after a brief shock.

And my pseudo-god transformation did not last too long.

But it doesn't matter.

The next moment, one of Fu Qian's hands reached into a crack that finally appeared in the void under the ravages of an ice pattern.

It was even a little coincidental that it was located on the old statue.

And Fu Qian's movements were so smooth that he took it out in the opposite direction without any hesitation.

The visceral crit targets abstract concepts, and this move is also a special training content at the Pope's place.

The best thing is that as an execution skill that destroys all related concepts at once, the visceral crit's target at this moment is really "a whole", and there is no need to worry about missing anything.

Roar——

The execution launched by the second-level extraordinary does not even need a second time.

With a violent scoop, the cracks were shattered, and the destruction was transmitted uncontrollably to every corner.

The repulsive force disappeared instantly, replaced by a soul-shattering roar.

Of course, it only shattered ordinary people. For the King of Abandoned Prison, the moment Mr. Rick died, the source of the evil plague was already dead.