Chapter 818

Walter Cranston and Freda Hersey enter the "dream country", and the solidified time and space at Hellfire Avenue will be restored.

Before all that became vivid, TONKY took a final look at the place.

The corpses everywhere, or the two portals to the "deformed country" and "rotten universe", could not attract Tang Qi's attention.

The two organizations have dealt with each other more than once. Before the advent of the God of deformity and the rotten father, even old perverts such as "the second rotten head" can hardly make Tang Qi have a little scruples.

What really attracts Tang Qi's attention is the "evil ghost in the world".

It's unbelievable, but it's really an ordinary human origin star.

There is nothing wrong with his body and blood. The only exception is... Soul.

Tangqi, who was about to take back his eyes, suddenly burst out a very special piece of information in his mind.

From a very chaotic and distorted soul, he seems to be laughing wildly forever. No matter where he is, that chaotic and disordered atmosphere is like a deadly virus, polluting and radiating the world.

The level of that power breath is not weaker than the dreamy divinity.

"Extraordinary creature: the evil ghost in the world. The human being selected by the power of chaos, his soul is changing..."

Looking at the debris flowing in the past in the tower, Tang Qi flashed a surprised look in his eyes.

At the same time, he changed his original decision.

Tang Qi, holding the book of nothingness, spit out a determined and vague voice like a magic stick.

"The duel between the son of justice and the son of chaos? The goddess of destiny is really a bitch."

As soon as Tang Qi opened his mouth, Falk, a sad frog crouching at his feet, understood Tang Qi's prophecy from a magical angle.

Noumenon is the shadow of Baker fast's chair. It can naturally peep at any picture it wants to peep, as well as some secret knowledge.

At that time, the tearful pouch trembled twice, and the frog used the same annoying language as before:

"New master, you finally have a consensus with FAK. In this boundless mystery, there is no more like playing with the world than that bitch, even the God of pranks."

"Of course, if you change your attention and don't erase this so-called human evil ghost, I'm afraid it's because today's new master is far from being able to erase the 'chaotic divinity'. That lucky human, he doesn't belong to the God of deformity, let alone join the rotten universe."

"His soul belongs to the God of chaos."

"Tut Tut, it is indeed the origin star. Once this mysterious and beautiful planet is reintegrated into the boundless mystery, the gods will cast their eyes on... Chess pieces."

……

Facing the revelation of the sad frog, Tang Qi said cleanly, "shut up, FAK."

"Good master!"

Baker fast's chair readily agreed that it had found out the law of impunity.

"If you offend your master, you can do it once a day. It's easy to be punished if you have more."

"Falk can hold it, can hold it."

The secrets it peeps into are indeed right. Tang Qi decides not to kill the evil spirits in the world.

Except for giving Walter Cranston a chance to avenge himself.

The more reason is the "chaotic divinity" rooted in the soul of the evil ghost, just like the "origin of bad luck" parasitic in Sally, which is a high-level divine power.

Tang Qi can erase it. As long as he swallows the evil ghost into the dream country and absorbs the chaotic divinity, he can kill the evil ghost in an instant, but the consequences can be predicted: the dream country will fall into chaos, the chaotic spores will be crazy, and Tang Qi's power has to usher in a recession.

With this in mind, Tang Qi withdrew his eyes.

When the last light disappeared, Hellfire Avenue recovered.

With open arms, the "evil ghost in the world" who is making a choice almost instantly feels strange.

He suddenly lowered his head. The ground mixed with rain and blood was empty except for a soul bullet.

Walter Cranston, the "God of the earth", who was defeated and tortured by him, and the poor Frieda Hersey disappeared.

This strange picture stunned the evil spirits in the world.

But soon, his shoulders trembled, meaning that unknown laughter came from under the "ghost mask".

His drooping arms were raised again, but not for the two extraordinary doors, but as if he had found something interesting again.

He began to dance. In the rainstorm and dirty blood, he danced a passionate and grotesque "tap dance". In the splash of blood, a voice full of drama sounded in the center of Hellfire Avenue.

"Oh, my Walter, is the crippled, ugly and incompetent son of justice finally going to get his own mask... Come back, come back quickly, your mentor is waiting for your return. At that moment, will you mock me... Or hug me?"

"My soul cheered, hahaha..."

The cheers of the abnormal tutor on Hellfire Avenue were ignored except by the police who were forced to be spectators.

In the dreamland at the moment, Stan duplacey and others looked at the two light groups flying into the country with expectant and excited eyes.

One of them was the poor Frieda Hersey, who flew directly towards the dreamy natives.

As the master, Tang Qi exercises the power of divine power to revive the psychic medium who has just died for a second and whose soul has not left. Obviously, it will not be too difficult.

She woke up when she entered the country, so she was lucky to be the only foreign audience.

As soon as she fell, she learned the truth from the enthusiastic dream creatures and filled her chest with joy. First, she gave a very solemn thank-you ceremony to the vast tower in Deborah Town, and devoutly recited the name of "dream master".

Then, together with Amanda, Taran and the fairies, they looked at the landing point of another light group.

The second dream seed!

The second dream family member to be tested!

The west coast has surpassed the legendary strong man and is an exotic visitor known as the "God of the earth", Walter Cranston.

His body wrapped in dreamy brilliance is changing under the gaze of the ruler of the country.

Some pieces of information come out, but disappear at a very fast speed.

Not completely disappeared, but extremely weak.

"Supernatural beings as like as two peas: the supernatural beings: the God of the earth, from the alien races of other lands, is called the Monck family of half gods. This is a humanoid race born with strong power, almost the same as the star of the origin, but the inner is very different. The adult Monck people, at least the legendary supernatural beings..."

"Walter Cranston has lost most of his blood power due to the swallowing of the head of decay..."

These fragments are naturally not good news for Walter.

But it just saves Tang Qi from consuming divine power to whitewash him.

As long as Walter Cranston can pass the test and become the second "dream family member", he can not only recover his strength, but also get a transformation that determines his future.

Because other dream seeds are still in the process of choice, all dream creatures, including Tangqi, the master, cast their eyes on the past.

"Dream seeds can choose family members, but once they enter the dream country, they are no longer free from the idea of seeds, but the country matches the 'nodes' consistent with the characteristics of family members. Only through the node test can they be qualified to become family members of the dream country."

"So, what will be the node this time?"

Stan duplacey suddenly remembered his trial process. The node he passed was "the song of ass hell".

It seems that there is no danger, but there is not much room for a terrible paradise.

"Coming!"

Suddenly, the young man in flower clothes playing the magic flute saw the results first.

In his exclamation, everyone watched the light mass fall like a meteorite to a "node" shrouded in gray and black fog in the country.

"Huh?"

"Where is that?"

Almost all dreamy creatures, including Amanda, had doubts.

Obviously, they don't know what the node is. It seems to be a strange and new node.

Inside the experimental tower, Tang Qi also showed an unexpected color.

His eyes focused on the node. As the master, nature was a move, and all the details of the whole node were exposed without cover.

Because of this, Tang Qi's surprise and surprise are more obvious.

But soon, he nodded and agreed, "it's really a very suitable test node for Walter Cranston."

With this idea, it is the information related to that node, a very special and interesting compound new node.

"The dreamland is always breeding new nodes and breeding new dreamlike creatures, whether chaos and evil, order and goodness, or pure neutrality."

"These nodes are not only derived from the billions of dream divine tentacles, but also related to the master himself."

"Just like this new node, it comes from some self experiences and some divine objects obtained by the self, such as thorns code, blissful mysterious graffiti and so on."

"Its name is... The insulter of the Church of light!"

……

Just as TONKY uttered the name, Walter Cranston woke up from the confusion.

He slowly opened his dry, almost glued eyes with eye excrement, and the gray and black sky, together with the black dust in the air, reflected into his dehydrated pupils.

He struggled to get up and saw his body when he lowered his head.

Dressed in ragged and rough linen, his ferocious and terrible body can be seen through cracks and crevasses. Almost every place has wounds, dry and thin, and his skin has no luster. It crumples around the main trunk like a starved camel.

Even without a mirror, Walter had a general idea of his current image in his mind.

"I'm like a corpse in the desert!"

This whisper came into being in the bottom of his heart, and he saw the earth in front of him.

This is a land in darkness. Mountains, rivers and plains seem to be full of vitality, but the air condition is extremely bad. In addition to the dark dust, there is a smell of blood that seems to have been brewing for a long time and can not be dispelled at all.

In a trance, Walter seemed to hear countless innocent souls wailing in nothingness.

The smell of despair immediately overshadowed the "fragrance" of blood and soil.

"Is this...?"

Walter Cranston was about to open his more interfering lips and spit out this sentence hoarsely and hard.

Suddenly, a sharp sound came from the air. With a "snap", the pain of drilling directly into the bone marrow immediately swept Walter's body and mind.

He stumbled and fell to the ground, and the change of posture just let him see the murderer who beat him.

An old man who is also dressed in linen clothes like a corpse!

He opened his mouth and showed a pair of very neat teeth, a pair of old and muddy eyes that seemed to be able to see everything, staring at Walter.

"Lost man falling from the sky, you look like a piece of dung pulled out by a rabbit after crashing into a big tree to die. Your stupid and stupid soul almost blinded my eyes. I don't even want to whip you for the second time."

"Pa!"

When the old man came up, he insulted Walter Cranston. His vicious words were like a sharp blade, which directly made Walter dull.

What's more, I don't want to whip it for the second time, but the thorn full of sharp thorns still whipped down, and the pain poured into Walter's heart and soul as before.

His original pride and patience with pain were now gone under the scourge of thorns.

Walter Cranston, who fell in the dust on the ground, tore his sticky upper and lower lips and gave out an ugly hoarse wail.

This is the instinct of the body. He can't stop it at all.

But compared with these pains, what really made Walter very uncomfortable was the insult of the old man who followed him.

"Your cry is as bad as those donkeys who can only grind. Can't my whip make you happy? Do you know how many people on this continent are willing to climb over, kneel down in front of me and pray for the great saint confessor, his Excellency Martin Sims, to whip him severely?"

"My thorn whip brings ultimate happiness, that old woman Teresa can prove, those clumsy monsters can prove, and so can evil invaders from foreign countries."

"Pa!"

In this incomprehensible chatter, Walter Cranston was whipped by a third thorn.

In the severe pain, he uttered an even worse cry.

At the same time, Walter himself did not find that his soul, which was about to degenerate into the chaotic evil camp, was broken right silently because of the torture of "human ghosts".

The most crazy and chaotic thoughts in his heart were gradually dissipating.

……

Stan duplacey, Amanda, tyron and Freda, the only foreign audience, naturally can't see the changes in Walter's soul.

They are now suffering from the impact of what they see.

Especially Stan and Frieda, both of whom are Federalists.

Whether it is the real world or the mysterious side, the four words "Saint confessor" have an extraordinary meaning.

Both of them have heard various legends related to Martin Sims from childhood to childhood and after entering the extraordinary world. They also know that the saint confessor, after helping the "Lord of thorns" return, returned to the high sky and became a star.

They also thought that they might have a chance to meet the saint in the future.

But they never thought that they would see such an incredible and unbelievable scene.

PS: thanks for the book friend Yibi 01's ten thousand rewards, thanks for everyone's encouragement, and restore lianggeng tomorrow!