Chapter 807 The Butcher’s Abnormality

The time flow rate in the area covered by the sky loophole is abnormal, even faster than in the real world. If I want to complete the show live broadcast task, I cannot stay within the loophole for a long time.

"We need to fight quickly." I am a very decisive person. If I can't save the butcher, I will leave immediately.

The night in the dreamland is very special. The sky is not completely dark. Under the large halo of light, it casts mottled shadows, with a hazy beauty.

Walking out of the hiding place, as soon as I opened the door, my hand froze in mid-air.

Looking out through the crack in the door, there is a huge shadow of a spider moving between the buildings.

It was like a fictional monster in a science fiction movie. Its body was supported by slender legs several meters long. It seemed to be walking in the air. The spinner behind its body continuously spit out a large amount of light white silk threads, blocking the entire street.

"It's twice as big as the one I saw during the day." I don't know what this monster is made of. It stands to reason that all the living creatures in the deep dream are related to the memory of being abandoned by humans, but I really can't think of anything. What could transform into such a huge spider-like creature?

The spider shadow seen during the day was killed by someone using the dream method. This spider came from the outside of the neighborhood, most likely to avenge the monster.

I didn't act rashly. In fact, within a few minutes, I felt happy about my decision.

A layer of white mist seemed to be spread between the buildings on the outside of the block, and the shadows of giant spiders loomed!

"These guys actually live in groups!" In the real world, the top predators usually hunt alone, but this is obviously not the case in deep dreams. I quietly retreated into the house and closed the door tightly. I had no pressure to deal with a single spider shadow. It was no problem to be careful when dealing with two spider shadows at the same time. But if there were more than three, it would be a question of whether I could escape.

Hiding behind the door and observing, the judgment eye allowed me to clearly grasp the movement trajectory of each monster: "They are moving in the same direction. This should not be to avenge their companions. What is attracting them?"

If you look carefully, you will see that time flows very fast in this sky shrouded by holes. After the spider's shadow enters it, its body also undergoes subtle changes.

The bristles on their bodies are losing their luster, and the color of the spider silk is slowly fading over time, with a hint of incongruous black mixed in.

"These monsters are becoming weak, and their lifespans are constantly decreasing!" Most of the monsters in deep dreams have a very short lifespan. After all, some of them are in the real world, and some may be just human thoughts that come to mind in a split second, maybe ten times. After a few seconds, they will disappear, and only in dreams can they last forever.

"You have to fight to get in even if you are severely injured. The behavior of these monsters is too abnormal." The instinct of living things is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. In a neighborhood shrouded in loopholes, there is nothing that can be sufficiently attractive to monsters. Thinking about it this way, these There is only one reason why monsters are desperate to enter the neighborhood - they are driven in by some kind of force!

The butcher and the black-robed anchor are fighting here. Apart from them, the only force in the deep dream that has the ability to drive monsters away and kill them is the show betrayer.

"Are those guys going to get involved too?" The betrayers destroyed the show's branch in the deep dreamland. The price was that they were exiled here forever, and they did not dare to return to the real society. Now the two show anchors are fighting each other in a deep dream, and they will never let go of this good opportunity to weaken the show.

To be honest, I don’t want to fight the betrayers of the show, but judging from the optional tasks issued to me by the show, whether it is to save other show anchors or hunt down betrayers, the show is encouraging me and betrayal. Those who compete with each other may be part of the assessment of me at the show.

The importance of this live broadcast is no less than that of blocking the river. It seems that the main line is not clear, but in fact the tone has been set from the beginning - try to avoid the loss of the power of the show.

I rubbed my head with a headache. Whether it was the show host or the betrayer, neither party was someone I could offend now.

"I can't sit still and wait for death. I have to find the butcher or the black-robed anchor first and tell them what happened here."

Compared with the monsters outside the door, I have an advantage that they don't have, and that is that I have black hair that can sense Zhu Li's approximate location.

After the shadow of the spider left, I walked out of the room, wrapping my will around every inch of my body, carefully avoiding the black spider threads.

"Time waits for no one. If we delay it any longer, the entire neighborhood will be blocked by these spiders and turn into a huge spider web."

I injected the Yin Qi from my vagina into the faceless woman’s black hair. Her long hair was floating in the air, pointing to the southeast of the block.

"At first she was pointing to the northwest. It seems that Zhu Li and the others also realized that something was wrong and started to move."

In the broken sky, strange beams of light wandered, and on the twisted streets, shadow monsters feeding on dream memories and weaving spider webs shuttled back and forth.

I bent down, paid close attention, and chased toward the southeast. After dodging the shadows of two giant spiders, I stopped outside a gray-white building.

The faceless woman's hair reacted when she passed this building. This building was not very high, only three floors, so it was inconspicuous.

"The webs woven by those monsters will soon cover this place. Hiding in place is a slow suicide. It is impossible for the butcher not to understand this truth." No matter who is hiding in the room, the other party must be frightened now. In order to prevent being By accident, I slowly pushed open the door of the building.

Every house in the deep dream is a traveler's dream and a person's memory. Opening the door is equivalent to entering his heart.

Under the ordinary gray and white exterior, there are exquisite and luxurious decorations hidden. There are few buildings in deep dreams like this house.

The walls have been painted, and every piece of furniture is full of artistic flavor and strong style. Even I, a person who doesn't understand art at all, can't help but stop and say how beautiful it is.

My will was scattered, and I summoned the fate ghost to follow me. In the dream, I didn't know how much strength the fate ghost could exert.

The stairs were paved with marble and polished so brightly that you could see the reflection. I went straight to the third floor without stopping too much.

The wooden door exuded fragrance. After I opened it, I was a little surprised by the scene behind the door.

The huge third floor only has a sofa in the center, and a huge composite mural painted on the wall two to three meters high.

It was an endless sea of ​​rapeseed flowers, like a golden ocean, full of hope and warm love.

"Isn't the scene in this mural the dream of the old man?!"

I withdrew my gaze from the mural and looked at the sofa facing away from me. My will wrapped every inch of my body and activated the dark lines in my palms, and then I dared to get closer.

Walking to the front of the sofa, a skinny old man sat blankly. His cloudy eyes stared at the mural, as if his soul had been immersed in it.

"why you?"

The old man is just one of the butcher's thoughts. The fact that he appears like this at this time is probably related to the fact that I hunted down his other objects in reality.

I was surprised in my heart, but remained calm on the surface.

Aware of my presence, the old man turned his head stiffly. His body moved, and the coat on his chest fell to the ground. Only then did I see a deep bone-deep wound on his abdomen and chest.

The hideous wound shone with black light, no blood flowed out, but there were countless thread-like insects gnawing at his flesh.

The old man saw me, and his originally dull face slowly changed its expression. His eyes widened, his mouth opened, and his fingers trembled: "You... are still alive!"

I narrowed my eyes, and in an instant, countless thoughts ran through my mind.

The memory that emerged after the orifice lock was opened told me that the self in the memory fragment would wear a good and evil Shura mask every time I appeared. No one should know my true appearance.

"Has the butcher seen my face? Does he know my true identity?" This mysterious show anchor is the most powerful existence except the first anchor. It is normal for him to know some secrets.