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According to the performance of the flame monster and the three-faced monster facing him, Lumian divided the monsters in the dream ruins into three levels:
The lowest ones only have instincts, and they will try to attack when they see him, but when he arouses or half-arouses the black thorn symbol on his chest, they all choose to surrender completely and let themselves be slaughtered;
The ones with a higher grade will also hunt him before he half-activates the black thorn symbol, and when he finishes dancing the sacrificial dance, he will choose to escape spiritually. However, if they exceed the range of five meters, they will not be able to sense the black thorn symbol The existence of the flame monster just now should only be lingering fear, drawing an equal sign between the polluted breath from the seal and Lumian, and then avoiding it all the time;
With a certain level of personality, you don't need Lumian to activate or half-activate the black thorn symbol on his chest, and you don't need the distance between the two parties to be within five meters, you can directly perceive his "specialness" and show obvious Fear.
Is there any other level besides these three? Lumian thinks there should be, at least one, and at most three. The ones who continue to attack, for example, the ones whose personality is too high to react to the black thorn symbol...
Therefore, on the one hand, Lumian was delighted that he could frighten off the three-faced monster and seemed to be able to walk sideways in the ruins of the dream, but on the other hand, he didn't dare to be careless.
Not to mention that there might be horrors with a higher personality than the three-faced monster, but the flame monster, relying on its powerful long-range attack ability, can also be completely unaffected by the half-activated black thorn symbol, and burn him into a scorched corpse.
With such a judgment, Lumian hesitated for a moment, followed the escape route of the three-faced monster and dived into the depths of the dream ruins, intending to touch the state of the blood-colored "mountain" and the area around it today, for the follow-up Unravel the secrets of dreams and do a good job in early intelligence gathering.
On the way, he has been walking in relatively hidden places that are not easy to be found, guarding against monsters that may jump out suddenly.
I don’t know if it’s because the three-faced monster just passed by, and the rest of the monsters were frightened and left their original positions. Lumian didn’t see a single “figure” and passed through the collapsed buildings and the gray gravel everywhere. Arrived at the foot of the **** "mountain".
There is still a circle of ruins here, but unlike the layers outside, the buildings here have not collapsed, but have completed twisted reorganization as if they had their own life. They are connected to each other, as if a wall made of "thorns "The strange city wall formed by twining.
The "city wall" is dyed a light, grayish black, and the windows and doors belonging to the original building are messily inlaid on its surface. Some are open, and the broken tables and chairs inside can be seen, and some are closed tightly, as if it can no longer be seen. pull.
Lumian glanced at it, then looked up at the **** "mountain" behind the "city wall".
At this distance, even though the high-altitude fog is still thick and the light penetrating into this world is quite thin, he can clearly see the details of the "mountain".
It is made of stacked stones and soil, not more than 30 meters high, but it gives people the feeling of towering into the sky. The color of its surface is very unnatural, whether it is the brown red of the stones or the reddish brown of the soil, it seems It was dyed later, which is quite strange.
"According to Aurora's and those supernatural magazines, this may be stained red with human blood..." Lumian murmured silently, raising his gaze higher and higher, and turned to the top of the "mountain", which was covered by thick fog The place.
At this moment, it was as if an invisible wind was blowing in midair, causing the fog there to dissipate a lot.
The top of the "mountain" was clearly reflected in Lumian's eyes.
Sitting cross-legged there is a "giant" that should be four or five meters high,
"He" is naked, with three heads growing on his neck. One faces to the left, expressing emotions such as anger, greed, and hatred, and is very evil. Right side, holy face, compassionate eyes.
This "giant" has a total of six arms, which stretch out in the air at different angles on both sides. "His" whole body, including the three heads, are made up of pieces of flesh and organ fragments, with cracks everywhere. Yellow pus was flowing everywhere, especially the head facing Lumian, and transparent blood-colored tears trickled down from the corners of his eyes.
Seeing this "giant", Lumian's mind instantly buzzed, and he heard the terrifying voice that seemed to come from infinite distance but was close in front of him.
It was as if his head had been split open with an axe. The severe pain occupied all his thoughts and deprived him of all thoughts. special
On the surface of his body, thick and thin blood vessels protruded, so red that it was about to be ignited.
When Lumian "woke up" from his near-death state, he found himself curled up on the ground, rolling back and forth, as if not doing so was not enough to relieve the pain in his body.
His vision was blurred, stained with blood, and everything he saw was foggy.
In this state, Lumian felt that even a skinless monster could easily kill him, but it may be that the black thorn symbol was fully activated, and no "person" dared to enter this area.
And the "giant" on the top of the **** "mountain" was unable to leave, or was also affected by the black thorn symbol, and did not attack Lumian, who was almost out of control.
After a while, Lumian got up and saw blood and sweat stains all over the linen shirt inside his dark jacket.
"What is that?" The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became.
Just looking at it like this, his black thorn symbol was fully activated, and his whole person was close to losing control, which was even more dangerous than when he gained the power of "Dancer".
He doesn't even dare to think about the appearance of that "giant" now, so he can only make certain inferences based on his impressions:
"An advanced version of the three-faced monster?
"With strong pollution?
"Sure enough, what Aurora said is right, you can't see what you shouldn't see...
"It sits on the **** 'mountain', which is in the center of the ruins of the dream... Does this mean it is part of the secret of the dream?
While his thoughts were spinning, Lumian resisted the urge to raise his head and look at the top of the "mountain".
One more look will really kill you!
He decided to evacuate first, return to reality to rest, and explore again at night.
Turning around, Lumian was about to leave along the road when he came, when he suddenly heard the voice of "Dang! Dang! Dang!".
"What's the situation?" He was curious and planned to sneak over to have a look.
Of course, he was not so eager and reckless, and found a half-collapsed building to hide on the opposite side of the "city wall", waiting for his spirituality to recover.
After a while, Lumian danced that mysterious sacrificial dance again.
He seems to have become the priest of the hidden existence, delighting him with dances that can mobilize the natural forces around him.
When the burning sensation in his chest appeared, Lumian stopped and went to the occasional "Dangdang" sound.
After turning half a circle around the **** "mountain" and the twisted "city wall", after dancing again, he saw a flash of fire.
Behind the half-opened brown mahogany door on the "city wall", a swaying orange flame came out.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!
The figure of the person in the room was reflected on the surface of the glass window slanting above, shaped like a human being, but a bit slender due to the light.
At this time, the "figure" was holding up the hammer-shaped object and smashing it down violently.
when!
There was another crisp sound of metal clashing.
"Blacksmith? There are blacksmiths in the dream ruins?" Lumian made a guess based on his own knowledge.
Relying on the fact that the black thorn symbol on his chest hadn't disappeared, he stooped and ran to the glass window, turned his body sideways, and cast his gaze into it.
Although Lumian's eyes have not fully recovered, and things are still not clear enough, he can barely distinguish the scene in this room on the "city wall":
Broken tables, chairs and furniture are everywhere, and in the middle is a stove with the upper half missing. A fire is rising in the stove, and a patchwork of iron plates is placed on it.
There was a silver-black short knife on the iron plate. It was slightly twice as long as a normal dagger, and its surface was covered with layers of strange patterns. Lumian felt a little dizzy just by looking at it.
"when!"
The "figure" holding a hammer is like a skilled blacksmith, constantly beating the short knife.
"He" was wearing a black robe, and the face facing Lumian was full of signs of decay, and some parts even revealed the bones inside.
Another monster? Does it continue what it did when it was a human being? That short knife is unusual, a bit strange, I don't know if it is a sealed item or an extraordinary weapon? One thought after another flashed through Lumian's mind.
The straight-line distance between him and the rotten "blacksmith" was less than three meters, but the other party didn't seem to sense the black thorn symbol on his chest, and kept beating the short knife "silently".
Considering that the black thorn symbol was about to disappear, Lumian retracted his body and tiptoed out of the area by the window.
As soon as he took a few steps, the burning sensation in his chest disappeared.
The next second, there was a creaking sound behind him.
Lumian turned his head quickly, just in time to see the brown-red wooden door being fully opened.
The "blacksmith" in a black robe appeared there. There were four or five rotten wounds on his face where the bones could be seen. The left eyeball slipped out halfway, as if hanging from the eye socket. The whole body looked like a corpse that had been dead for a while. .
"He" held the hammer in his right hand, and the silver-black dagger in his left hand, and Lumian's figure was reflected in his two dull eyes.
"++!"
Lumian couldn't help but cursed angrily.
He instantly understood what was going on now:
The "blacksmith" monster was obviously affected by the black thorn symbol just now, so it kept beating the Xieyi dagger "quietly", pretending to be indifferent.
When the black thorn symbol disappeared, "he" immediately took up the weapon and came out to hunt himself.