Chapter 432: No Pity for the Dead
The future is never what people expect.
At some unintentional moment, it will pull everything into another unfamiliar trajectory.
To be honest, when Yi Chun woke up from his deep sleep, he looked at the surrounding world with great interest.
He found that this was somewhat inconsistent with his plan.
According to Yi Chun's original idea, he planned to first construct a prototype of a dream world.
Then, obtain legendary endless points through inheritance of elite spiritual greenskins.
And then strengthen your talent in weaving the dream world.
Finally, through a certain period of effort, the prototype of the dream world will be gradually perfected.
To defend against the Burning Legion, there is no definite time for invasion.
But the current changes are not bad...
Yi Chun closed his eyes slightly, feeling his current state.
Yi Chun could feel that there was some magnificent existence connected to his sea of consciousness.
And when he tried to put his consciousness into it.
Just like turning his head backwards, Yi Chun's perception and vision naturally switched to an extremely magnificent view!
Yi Chun saw the rolling hills and verdant plains.
The greenskins turned into plants and grew on the earth.
This is Arnold’s dream world!
Soon, Yi Chun felt the subtle overlap between the dream world and the material world.
A mountain not only has a majestic and magnificent figure in the dream world, but also silently nurtures many lives in the material world.
It’s just that generally speaking, the dream world overlaps with the material world.
The material world in a certain "upper level" or more "explicit" state.
But perhaps it is because Arnold's dream world is not a pure world dream.
Or perhaps it is because the large number of greenskins gives the dream world a more "heavy" weight.
Therefore, Arnold's dream world is now in a more explicit state.
Simply put, for the vast majority of plane travelers.
They cannot descend directly into Arnold's material world.
Instead, one needs to first pass through the outer dream world before entering the real material world.
Of course, if Yi Chun gives guidance.
They don't even have to stay in the dream world, but can descend directly into the material world.
After all, the dream world and the material world actually overlap at the level of material space.
Yi Chun shook his body. At this moment he was in the form of a Yuan-devouring Beast.
The power of the dream master allows him to rewrite the rules of the world as if by instinct.
For a being who has mastered the power to mediate fate, this is naturally the most wonderful thing.
But Yi Chun widened his eyes and looked around for a long time.
In the end, Yi Chun didn't change anything.
It’s not because he has any worries or doesn’t know where to start.
Instead, he felt that Arnold's dream world seemed pretty good now.
After all, this is also his own dream world...
Yi Chun yawned out of boredom.
He suddenly felt sleepy again.
The power of the dream master allows him to gain a sufficiently pleasant experience from his sleep.
It is not just the satisfaction of desires that is imagined by ordinary people, but a kind of lightness that begins with the body and mind and comes from the soul.
Yi Chun inexplicably felt that he seemed to understand those giant dragons who always liked to sleep soundly in their nests.
It’s just that desire—whether it starts with hormones secreted by those glands or feedback from deep in the soul—should not be overindulged.
There is no need to suppress it rigidly, nor to release it abruptly.
It should be there, like a doe running in the woods, or a flock of birds taking flight noisily.
Yi Chun stood up slowly. He had already awakened in the sea of spiritual light.
Just as Yi Chun was thinking, he should continue with his plan to harvest the legendary endless wild points.
Or when making improvements in other aspects.
Suddenly, his heart moved and he sensed some information.
There are some alien lives trying to enter Arnold.
Is it the Burning Legion?
Or some other unintentional intruder?
Yi Chun narrowed his eyes slightly, the power of the dream master lingering between his claws...
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"We only need to cross this desert of dreams to reach the world forgotten by the evil god."
Zerazeri Gul opened the map wrapped in many spells, which was full of complicated pictures and confusing texts.
His fingertips lightly slid across the rough surface of the map, pointing to an area that looked like an ink stain, and said so.
After hearing his words, the expressions of the team members standing behind him did not change much.
In order to isolate themselves from the contamination of the evil power, they could only suppress their emotions.
But it was all in vain.
The evil god's pollution can corrupt even dead things.
What’s more, it is a living being with flesh and blood.
The evil whispers were constantly eroding their minds.
Every moment, like an irreparable toothache, it gradually ...
But they carried too much.
Just like all mortals who carry both old age and immaturity and linger on the edge of knowing their destiny.
Death is a heavy burden that is difficult to get rid of...
There is no dust in the dream world, but the exhaustion from constantly escaping from many worlds still leaves a deep mark on their faces.
They dare not walk in the physical world.
Because, compared to the soul protected by ciphertext .
The corruption of the body is faster and more difficult to stop.
"Can that place really help us escape from the evil god?"
A female team member murmured like this.
This doubtful murmur attracted everyone's attention.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
She looked at the strange look in everyone's eyes and said in a somewhat panicked tone.
Then, in the next moment, she understood.
She shouldn't be panicking at this moment...
She clenched her left hand tightly.
There was a moist, elastic feedback from where the nails were supposed to touch the palm...
She knew there was an extra eye there.
Without saying too much, she looked at everyone deeply with a look of longing.
Then, a pain pierced her heart.
Her soul left the astral plane and returned to her body.
But it was no longer a warm protective layer, but the endless coldness of the void.
The abundant moisture in her flesh and blood quickly condensed, and her nostalgic pupils were also frozen in the lonely void.
Perhaps, she would float in the vast universe like countless objects in the void.
Perhaps at some distant time, it was pulled by a planet.
Then, as it intertwined with a certain material trajectory, it disappeared like weathering...
"Go, and show no pity for the dead."
"We still carry the hopes of the living"
Zerazeri Gul said, looking at everyone.
Then he took the lead and left.
This is their destiny, they pursue eternal silence...
Not far away, a huge dream cast a deep shadow, enveloping them...
