The villain also has spring

Not surprisingly, within the hollow mountain lies the extremely evil melting pot of memory.

There is no pungent sulfur, no dazzling red light, no temperature, and no flowing magma.Only the wind.

Endless hurricanes.

The mental storm raging in the mountain pass rolled up a terrifying death spiral, which blocked the exit of the crack.

The dense pores running through the inside and outside of the mountain like a honeycomb, like long straws, lead straight to the human beings planted outside the mountain.And the terrifying suction force rolled up by the hurricane is like the devil's long tongues, constantly sucking the spiritual power contained in the human energy spirit.

This is a form of lateness.

The human beings that were densely planted outside the mountain were sucked into empty shells one by one.

The reason why the facial features will melt is because with the decline of mental strength, the owner of the spiritual body can no longer remember his own appearance.

Wu Chen propped up his mental shield with all his strength, protecting him as he walked into the Hurricane Wall step by step.

In the embodied spirit world, you never know what's going to happen next.How will the scene change.Because the spiritual world of the strong is always unconstrained.

The hurricane gradually rolled up the white light, and the faint drums began to sound in the ears.When the hurricane shattered the last thin layer of mental shield, Wu Chen was like a chick hatching, opening his eyes for the first time to look at the world in front of him.

The storm suddenly disappeared, and the world was silent.The dazzling white awns disappeared piece by piece like evaporating water mist, fully showing the scene behind them in front of Wu Chen.

He tried to reach out, but was blocked by a transparent curtain wall.I tried again and found that the curtain wall was very hard and could not be shaken at all.

Just when he tried unsuccessfully many times, the plot behind the curtain wall has been quietly staged.

So Wu Chen held his breath and concentrated on what happened across the transparent curtain wall.

Pat, clack, clack...

A wet dungeon.Drops of water fell drop by drop from the stalactite tip of the inverted cave roof and shattered on the uneven ground.The monotonous and boring sound of dripping water mixed into the thick darkness, and together with the air filled with the stench of the soul, filled the empty cage.

Standing on the stone pillar in the center, a dim oil lamp illuminated the surrounding space several feet square, revealing a torture rack covered in blood scabs and a man whose limbs were bound by heavy mental chains.

He wears ornate and sturdy spiritual armor.

The bright golden nails on the armor are covered with vertical and horizontal scars. Although the streamlined design and fine layering minimize the power of the attack, the striking dent on the chest still shows that he has been severely traumatized.

The man lowered his head, his black half-length hair covered most of his face, only showing his handsome outline.

Long-term torture and torture did not break the man's will.On the contrary, taking advantage of the gap after each execution, the man tried his best to let himself think.Thinking is the correct way to gather spiritual power.

There was a bloody smell behind the gallows, and there was a faint smell of fresh olive oil.The broken stones splashed with small water splashes under the feet, and the deep pits left by the moving boulders also did not conceal the traces of ax cutting. Obviously, this is a dungeon that was completed in a hurry.The person who built this prison also seems to have very bad control over his own mind.Otherwise, with the current ability of the leader of Hammerfell, this hastily completed dungeon would never be so low.

clack clack...

The sudden sound of a winch interrupted the man's thoughts, and behind the black hair covering half of his cheeks, a strong light suddenly burst out.

The moment the heavy prison door opened, the low-pitched quarrels silently stopped.

Five people come in.Everyone wore long cloaks and masks commonly seen in various celebrations, and filed down the stairs.

Surrounding the torture rack, the five people lined up in a tacit semicircle opposite the man.

The wide cloak covers the whole body, like five vampire bats with their wings folded, staring at the delicious prey on the rack.

The man on the torture rack smiled slightly, and said in a voice that Wu Chen was familiar with: "Stop pretending to be a ghost, take off the mask. We are all players, so what if you haven't seen it before? Anyway, you didn't plan to let me go." Get out. And from your point of view, the odds are already in your hands."

That's right, the man on the rack is exactly one of Wu Chen's 26 clones!

However, how long has passed before the neat short hair has grown into shoulder hair? !

"Tsk tsk!" The black-robed man standing directly opposite the avatar took off his mask gracefully, "As expected of 0326, the story lord of New Hong Kong, the only purple-gold VIP in the sanctuary, and the incomparable Lord Wu Chen. We ugly little tricks I can't escape your discerning eyes at all, I can't help but kiss the leader's toes, what an excellent spirit he will get!" Unlike the female version of Hammerfell leader Wu Chen faced, the members of Hammerfell seem to be more Like to use 'he' to refer to the leader of Hammerfell.

Although there is no trace of wrinkle on the strange pale cheeks, it can't hide the pair of gray pupils that should be young but look old.The slender horse face is pulled to the chest by the more lengthy goatee, which makes people ignore the equally long neck, and then matches the ridiculous hemp pole figure, just like an upright electronic squid.

Really worthy of being from the Matrix world.I miss even my looks...

"Your Excellency, to be honest, we are all tired of whipping and destroying your spirit body. Although it is very fun." Electronic Squid said with a sly smile, "but hurting you is tantamount to hurting the leader who will merge with you in the future .So, we're going to do it differently."

As he said that, the high-level player of Hammerfall proudly showed the glass bottle containing the poison: "I heard recently that if you want to win the favor of a pure and noble person, then tear him off the altar and throw him into the In the mud, it becomes as dirty as us."

Wu Chen felt a rapidly expanding fear: "What do you want to do!"

"Your Excellency, it is my honor to serve you on your last journey." Hammerfall player suddenly stepped forward, reaching out to snap Wu Chen's mouth!

"It's also my honor!" Black hair fluttered, Wu Chen clenched his fists suddenly, his whole body tensed, and a bunch of mental pulses blasted violently!

hum-

Under the vicious mental shield, the Hammerfall player stretched out his hand to grab it, and the spiritual chains that bound Wu Chen suddenly lit up with countless scarlet light patterns!

As if being burned by a magic talisman from hell, Wu Chen curled up in pain, his mental pulse immediately broke.

The palm grabbing at Wu Chen's throat failed again. The senior players who have lived in the training tank for a long time, their weak bodies can't compete with Wu Chen at all.Even though Wu Chen was tightly bound, he still couldn't break Wu Chen's clenched teeth.

"Don't just stand around! Come and help!"

Everyone rushed forward and worked together to open Wu Chen's clenched teeth.

"Farewell, 0326!" Smiling cruelly at Wu Chen, Hammerfall poured terrifying poison down his throat.

"Stop!" Wu Chen, who was separated from the outside world by the transparent curtain wall, fired several shots, but was unable to break through!

"Brother Chen, this is an image from another time and space! We can't enter it, and we can't change it!" Huang Xuemei anxiously comforted: "Have you forgotten, this is... the evolution of memory!"

"I know!" Even the Horcrux can't be broken, obviously this curtain wall can only be time, space, barrier, wall!

What the hammer player gave Wu Chen to drink was a computer virus with extremely destructive power.

Because Wu Chen has both biological and digital attributes, this virus, which is only effective for digital beings such as artificial intelligence and Transformers, has deeply poisoned Wu Chen's avatar!

I saw thick black clouds churning at the corner of Wu Chen's mouth, and countless entangled and biting evil spirits rushed into his chest and abdomen with the pouring poison!

It turned out to be a computer ghost!

"Didn't everyone have breakfast? Hold him down and don't let him move!" Holding Wu Chen's throat which was turning around, Hammerfall wished he could stuff the whole bottle into it.

"Don't move, don't move, it's fine, it's fine..." After dripping the last drop of venom into Wu Chen's throat, the Hammerfall players finally breathed out.

puff-

A large stream of venom was forced out of the chest and abdomen by the convulsed stomach, and transformed into a scythe Reaper who harvested souls in mid-air, and wailed sharply around Wu Chen, scaring everyone to run away.

"Shut up!" The huge waste made the player extremely heartbroken, and he suddenly exerted his strength to lift Wu Chen's chin.Putting that pale and sickly face close to Wu Chen, he murmured in a neurotic way: "Chief, look! What a precious sacrifice I have sent you! Your loyal and humble servant begs you so pitifully!" , give me more...power!"

The death storm set off by the evil spirit raged in Wu Chen's body, the pain was beyond description, even Wu Chen who was separated by the barrier of time and space seemed to be in purgatory!

"Ah..." The backlog of demigod power finally exploded, knocking everyone into the air!Unbearable, Wu Chen's avatar finally chose to die together and blew himself up!

"Don't let him start it! Come on!!" Under the leadership of the leader player, several red-eyed gamblers rushed forward, howling.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up for me!!!" Inserting the dagger into Wu Chen's mouth and stirring it wildly, turning a blind eye to the blood foam in his mouth, just kept howling: "Please, please! Give him Spirit body, give him a spirit body! Give him a spirit body!!!”

Boom!Annoyed, the player held up the stone and smashed it heavily at Wu Chen's head.

"Die! Die!! Die—"

Blood splashed and smeared the clone's cheeks.The thugs whose souls had already been distorted seemed unaware.He raised the stone high again and again, and smashed it at Wu Chen's head with all his strength.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The bloody head swayed helplessly under the heavy blow.Devouring the last flesh and blood, countless hungry computer evil spirits are constantly drilling out of his seven orifices with his mental fragments in their mouths, hovering above Wu Chen's head, forming a terrifying undead storm!

The bright golden spiritual armor faded rapidly, and the jet-black hair also whitened at a speed visible to the naked eye.The clear eyes were then filled with darkness, and the thick black death energy crazily gushed out from every pore of Wu Chen's body accompanied by the cries of countless evil spirits.What's more, every undead crying blood has his broken spirit body in his mouth!

Pooh!Puff--

The undead hovering in the storm swooped down in groups from time to time, and the moment they passed through Wu Chen's chest, they did not forget to tear off a piece of his spirit body!

The severe pain that tore his soul made him faint.Subconsciously twisting her body, the nails covering her whole body withered and fell off like decaying flowers.The darkness started from the bottom of the feet, devouring Wu Chen's spiritual body bit by bit.

Boots, greaves, breastplate, and shoulder pads fell off in large pieces, and before they hit the ground, they were reduced to ashes in mid-air.The white shirt seemed to be dripped with ink as a prank, and the rapidly spreading darkness swallowed Wu Chen's close-fitting fabrics.

"Why aren't you dead yet?!" A female player asked anxiously, perhaps because she was stung by Wu Chen's tragedy.

"Look!" The leader player, whose body was splattered with blood and whose hands and feet were still trembling, pointed at Wu Chen's chest with a ferocious expression!

Deep in the body near Wu Chen's heart, a silver goddess statue is emitting a shining light through the flesh and skin, tenaciously resisting the invasion of evil spirits!

"Guard... Goddess?!" The well-informed female player had veins throbbing on her forehead, stepped back quietly, and activated the hyperspace transmitter on her wrist.

The goddess statue printed on Wu Chen's chest attracted all the attention, and no one cared about the female player's little action.

"No—damn it, it's not fair! It's not fair!!" The leader player roared angrily.He suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it, and the curved fingertips shot out several ghastly green rays of light, rushing into the undead storm!