Nightmare Attack

Just after Lin Wan'er's figure disappeared, a shadow of a person vaguely appeared on the dilapidated wall next to her. ReadМ

But there was no one nearby.

The strangeness of the shadow is not only that it appears suddenly, but that its color is even darker than the darkness nearby, as thick as a ball of ink that cannot be dissolved.

What's even weirder is that as time goes by, the shadow seems to come alive, with strange ripples appearing on it. It obviously doesn't move at all, but it just gives people the illusion that it is staring at Jiangcheng.

A moment later, a strange scene happened. The shadow turned into a black shadow and actually walked down the wall. The sound of leather shoes hitting the ground could be heard in the empty room.

The shadow stopped in front of Jiang Cheng's body, a pair of blood-red eyes dimly lit up, staring at his sleeping face.

Xuying stretched out his hand, as if to imitate Lin Wan'er, and touched Jiang Cheng's forehead, but was bounced away by another strange force midway.

The next second, a huge book appeared out of thin air behind the shadow, and an ancient and silent aura filled the air. Two completely different forces were strangely intertwined at this moment.

The cold feeling gradually receded, and the shadow disappeared. The sound of treading water could be faintly heard in the silent room, and the sound gradually faded away.

“Tick tock.

"Tick tock."

Along with the sound of water dripping, Pi Ruan, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes without warning. He yawned first, then stretched his waist, and then sat up from the bed with satisfaction.

The kerosene lamp in the room was still on, but the flames were getting fainter, and the surrounding scenes seemed to be covered by a layer of dark gray mist, turning them into blurry outlines.

Different from ordinary fog, this layer of fog seems to be alive and slowly moving.

Both Fu Fuhuaiyi and Fu Fuhuaiyi were asleep, and they slept at opposite ends of the bunk, sharing the same potential.

Lowering his head, Pi Ruan saw that he was also sleeping on the bunk, with his hands on his chest and a peaceful face.

This world is terrifyingly quiet.

"Are you awake?" A calm voice sounded, and there was the sound of pages turning. An elegant man sat at the table, with a black-covered book spread on the table.

Pi Ruan didn't even look in the man's direction, and said to himself: "Although this is not the first time I see your ability, it feels unreal every time."

"It was just a dream. When you wake up from the dream, everything will return to the way it was before." Luo He turned his head and looked at him.

"Yes, it's just a dream." Pi Ruan stared at his body lying on the bed, exhaled, then turned around, looked at Luo He, and said in a very light and serious tone: "No. 3 , you know, actually we all envy you.

"Me?" Luo He's calm face was filled with ripples, as if he was a little surprised.

"Yes." Pi Ruan said with a smile: "Every one of us has regrets and things we want to do but don't dare or can't do."

"But I do too," Luo He said.

Pi Ruan smiled even happier, looking at him with a pair of bright eyes filled with envy, "But at least you have a way to make up for it."

"Build a dream for yourself, and put an end to the regrets you had in the dream." He shook his head, "Some people live too tired and too realistically. In fact, it's good to lie to yourself occasionally, at least you don't have to. When I die, I’m still worrying about this damn fate.”

"Some people hold their destiny in their own hands, but some people don't. Their lives are doomed from birth."

"Just like us." Pi Ruan turned his head and looked at Luo He, "Our lives are destined when we are born, we will be abandoned!"

In the dream, Pi Ruan looked as usual, but only Luo He could feel his current unwillingness and anger. If he hadn't deliberately maintained it, No. 4's current appearance would have changed.

"You can ask sir." Luo He said, looking at Pi Ruan with a hint of complexity, "You can ask sir to wake up No. 10 in advance. You know, as long as No. 10 wakes up, the door in his body will be I can save you!"

The gates on the official members of Crimson have different powers, and some gates have incredible and unheard of abilities. However, it is recognized that the most special and important gate is the gate on No. 10.

It was a very rare and non-offensive strange door.

More than not offensive.

Rather, healing.

Being around No. 10 will greatly slow down the rate of being eroded by the gate in the body, and prevent the disciples who own the gate from falling into the abyss due to being eroded by the gate.

Even if No. 10 wanted to, he could even pull a disciple who was about to be completely eroded by the curse back from the abyss.

This even overturned the iron law among the disciples.

People with doors in their bodies will never be cured, they can only absorb more and more terrifying curses to prolong the period of erosion.

The emergence of No. 10 changed everything.

But this is not without cost. The price of curing others is No. 10 himself, who has to bear the curse on their behalf.

While healing others, the door in No. 10's body is also corroding No. 10 himself.

It's like using a straw to suck the other person's curse into your body.

As a member of the Crimson, Pi Ruan is not willing to use such a precious ability to save himself. Even if he is willing, others may not agree.

The role of No. 10 is to prevent Zero from falling into despair and falling into the abyss.

This is the greatest value.

It is also the core of Mr. plan.

As for him, Pi Ruan smiled bleakly. He was just an insignificant abandoned pawn. His only meaning of existence was to take all the risks after Zero became alert, cover No. 10 to continue lurking, and then die cleanly.

There is no better way to dispel the other party's suspicion than a person's clean and neat death. Worried that there is not enough drama, he also dragged Chen Qiang.

He stuffed the cursed straw man into his backpack in a not-so-clever way

Hehe, Pi Ruan grinned. Now even No. 10 and Huai Yi began to doubt themselves. This play has reached its climax.

As an actor, he thinks he is qualified.

There is not much time and drama left for him. He will sing the last part seriously, so that after the play is over and the show is over, someone will remember him.

"Sorry." Pi Ruan seemed to suddenly realize something, wiped his tears, and smiled and said, "I lost my composure."

Although Luo He didn't have much feelings for Pi Ruan, it was always depressing to watch his companions go to the end one by one.

"I know what you're thinking." Pi Ruan suddenly looked at Luo He, "You're thinking it would be better if you killed Ling earlier, right?"

"Then no one would die, and everyone would live well. When the two worlds are completely integrated, those of us with the door will no longer be aliens."

He suddenly changed his voice, sounding solemn and