Ark of the Immortal

He will replace Kelsey and enter the dreamland as the backbone of the entire Rhode Island.

Therefore, any information related to dreams will be part of the Logos organization's own research.

In dreams, the environment we are in will be changed based on our cognition, thereby affecting the perception of our surroundings.

Scout continued.

Dr. Kelsey told me that the flame burning she experienced is completely different from the feeling your flame brings to people. Maybe this is the key to what you said. It can imitate perception, but it cannot 100% control dreams. operation. There is always a way out.

The undead man glanced at the bonfire in front of him.

He had placed the soles of his feet together and put his hands on his lower abdomen.

The last time he entered meditation, he used this posture. Maybe this posture could really help him fall asleep.

After that, there's nothing to pay attention to... um, that's right.

Scout was about to finish speaking, but there seemed to be something he forgot to say, so he paused.

After hesitating for a while, Scout finally spoke.

Also, you may die...and you will die many times. The first time I experienced death, I suffered a huge mental blow. Although it was not a fatal sensation, I felt that you might still be able to die. Really pay attention.”

The corners of the fire girl's lips slightly raised, but she said nothing.

In Scout's mind, death is the strangest feeling for every living thing.

However, Scout does not know that death is the most familiar perception of the undead.

It is even said that it is precisely because of death that the immortals today are created.

But the undead man didn't brush off Scout's kindness. He just nodded to Scout to express his gratitude.

However, there was already some expectation in his heart.

Long lost death.

Okay, it's almost done. The rest shouldn't be a problem for you.

Scout waved to the undead.

If you meet me inside, I hope you can make sure whether I am a real person or a fake. Since the deep-sea hunters can send us out, it means that dreams may be interconnected. If we really meet, please be lenient. .”

Scout made a small joke, then pulled Logos and left the room.

Both of them are going to dream today.

I looked at the time and saw that it was almost midnight at night.

The undead man closed his eyes, controlled his breathing, and prepared to enter the dreamland to find out.

Sharp was left standing at the door, hesitant to speak.

The fire girl noticed this usually taciturn warrior. She turned her eyes that were fixed on the undead man and looked at him.

Any more questions, warrior of Rhodes Island?

Sharp stared at the undead man, feeling a little worried in his heart.

Mr. Immortal is our trump card.

As a veteran elite operator of Rhode Island, Sharp can even be regarded as a secret operator of Rhode Island. He is naturally qualified to know the true strength of the undead.

If Mr. Undead doesn't wake up all night, and Haiji appears.

Sharp paused and added.

Of course, I'm not saying that Mr. Immortal should protect us, but in this case... I'm really worried.

At this time, there was a slight shaking sound from the window in the room.

The heavy rain came as expected.

First there were small raindrops, and then they became larger and larger, like a majestic waterfall falling from the sky.

In such a dull and somewhat noisy environment, the fire girl responded on behalf of the undead.

She looked at the bonfire in front of her.

You are Lord Ashes' friends and allies. He will protect you, and so will I.

It wasn't the campfire itself that she was staring at.

It was the spiral sword that was repaired by the first fire in the bonfire.

When the undead man took a meditative posture and prepared to enter the dreamland, everything became weird.

The flames in the entire camp suddenly shrank, and the light emitted was not as bright as before.

This was a change that everyone could see. Everyone subconsciously rubbed their eyes, thinking they had seen it wrong.

Only Kelsey, who was doing experiments, quietly took back some specimens and was ready for any situation at any time.

The deep-sea hunters also returned to their rooms. In addition to helping those trapped in their sleep, their mission tonight was to find the undead.

Once again confirm whether the undead bonfire is really the key to opening up the dream world.

If this is the case, perhaps we can use the undead bonfire to reach the other side in advance and find the black hand lurking behind the dream.

As a result, in the entire camp, all the people who should sleep fell into a deep sleep.

Time seemed to have stopped here, and the only sound of heavy breathing echoed throughout the camp.

The sounds of breathing were rhythmically combined, intertwined into a giant web that was inescapable.

The sound of breathing gradually became lighter, and the undead man felt that light appeared in front of his eyes.

He also felt his body gradually returning to his control.

Then, the undead opened his eyes.

There was still a bonfire in front of him, with a familiar appearance and familiar light. The undead man almost thought that he had not entered a dream, but had actually slept.

However, when he raised his head and looked around, he did not find the fire girl.

It was also a gloomy day outside the window, and the sunlight struggled to break through the shackles of clouds. But it can only leave a shadow belonging to the sun and cast it into the world.

Therefore, the undead really came to the dream.

He stood up and stretched his arms and legs.

Just like what Scout and Kelsey said, there is really no difference between dreams and reality.

It's like another world.

The immortal armor and all his weapons remained on his body.

The only difference is...

The undead man gently covered his chest, unable to feel the first fire in his body.

Although it can still arouse the remaining fire in the body. But without the initial fire as the core of energy, his power will not always be maintained at its peak.

Was it the dream that cut off the connection between Chu Huo? His act of taking the initiative to enter the dream was regarded by the dream as a provocation. Therefore, he was given the qualification to play the game and shielded the First Fire as a force outside the rules.

Not quite able to figure out what happened, the undead decided to leave here first and go out to take a look.

Picking up his weapon from the wall and hanging it behind his back, the undead man opened the door and came to the corridor.

And the moment he stepped into the corridor, he immediately noticed the strange objects hanging everywhere in the corridor.

These crawling creatures, which resemble fleshy tissues and organs, cover the ceiling of the entire corridor.

The small tentacles extending outwards twisted irregularly.

Occasionally, a few eyeballs can be seen on the squirming flesh tissue. The eyeballs are staring at the undead. Wherever the undead's body leans, those eyeballs lean towards that side.

The undead man stared at this scene, but he did not take action immediately.

Although these weird creepy creatures are really disturbing. But the immortal doesn't know if there will be any strange consequences if he does it himself.

Therefore, his goal was to scout out the situation around the camp before making a decision.

Just as the undead ignored the creeps everywhere and were about to go downstairs, a voice suddenly came from the end of the corridor.

With the sound of the doorframe creaking, a figure walked out from the end.

Mr. Immortal?

The deep-sea hunter held a long spear in his hand and looked at the undead man with some surprise.

I met you so soon, I thought it would take a while.

Um.

The undead man nodded slightly as a greeting.

Then he ignored her and walked directly downstairs.

But Gladia seemed to want to follow the undead man. She called out to the undead man and rushed over.

Mr. Immortal, wait a minute. Since we have such a coincidence, why not...

Before Gladia could finish her words, the blade of the great sword was already pressed against Gladia's side.

boom!

The sword blade collided with Changsha's handle, and Gladia's body was directly pressed against the wall.

She looked surprised and pained.

Mr. Immortal?!

As if the undead were really mistaken, she was real.

However, the undead man simply ignored Gladia's astonishment. He retracted the blade slightly, turned back and stepped on it, and hit the handle of the sword in Gladia's hand with another horizontal slash.

Only a painful scream was heard, and the long spear in Gladia's hand and her body were severed by the undead sword.

The upper body fell to the ground, and blood sprayed on the surrounding walls, leaving traces on the undead body.

Ahhhh!!

The undead man looked at Gladia who was convulsing and screaming on the ground due to pain. Without hesitation, he stepped on Gladia's head with his foot.

It was like the sound of a watermelon being crushed. After that dull sound, everything disappeared without a trace.

No matter it was the blood stains around it, Gladia's body, or the long spear in her hand.

Feeling the collapse of energy in front of him at the last moment, the undead man thoughtfully put away his stepped left foot.

There is no doubt that this is fake.

There is no deep sea hunter's fighting consciousness, nor their strength.

But you have to ask how the undead can tell the truth from fiction?

If it were Gladia, when the undead attacked for the first time, it was definitely not defensive.

Instead, after taking a step back, he stabbed out with his long spear and attacked the undead man's head.

Deep Sea Hunter's combat is gorgeous and dangerous, but one thing will never change.

That is the courage to live towards death.

404. A small moment of dreaming

After Gladia's body disappeared, the undead seemed to feel something in the air leaving his body.

At this moment, in his sight, the creeps he could see lying on the walls or on the ceiling were shrinking back.

Crawling along everything I could, I returned to the surrounding rooms.

And when the undead tried to push open the surrounding doors, the doors tightened.

The immortal thought for a moment and simply kicked open the wooden door.

The wooden door shattered with a shattering sound, and in front of the undead's sight was a room that was no different from the real world, and there were no traces of creeping bacteria in the room.

In other words, these blankets should not be hidden in a certain room, but simply exited the building in a way acceptable to an undead person.

The undead didn't even realize how these carpets disappeared, as if everything they saw before was an illusion.

The undead man reached out and knocked on his helmet, then closed his eyes and opened them again.

The dream not only cut off his connection with Chu Huo, but also blocked part of his perception. He could only feel a very vague warning, but could not give him a specific location.