Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

Lin Mo is in a hurry.

That Kevin didn't jump into the pit, and neither did he.

I searched this polluted area, but I didn't find the breath of 'knife'. It might be Kevin who said hello, so the nightmares in this polluted area are all honest and didn't show up.

Lin Mo didn't delay, he immediately rushed into the gray fog and headed to the next polluted area.

The polluted area is in the black fog, like individual bubbles, and in each bubble, there is a separate nightmare control.

One is a very large number.

Second, the scale is very large.

Lin Mo met some ordinary people in a polluted area.

The people hid in their houses, mostly praying, hoping to get through the night in safety. These people are sturdy individuals and believe in religion. It seems that this kind of life has been going on for a long time.

Many of them have guns, but most of them live in fear and will never leave their houses easily. When Lin Mo passed by a community, someone suddenly fired a black gun, but it missed, and I don't know where it hit.

Lin Mo suspected that the other party did not aim at all.

He quickly confirmed the shooting spot. It was a two-story wooden house. He knocked on the door and found that the shooter was just a teenage boy. The other party was holding a rifle. He was a little scared. It was a child, hiding behind their brother and watching Lin Mo.

They are living people.

And in this house, there are several nightmares.

These nightmares were hidden in the darkness, and some timidly peeped at Lin Mo.

From the photos of the family on the table, it can be seen that several nightmares in the house are the parents and grandparents of these children.

This combination is peculiar.

Because of his age, his younger siblings don't have that much thought.

Out of fear of ghosts, the older boy tried to seek outside help, but he couldn't leave the house because the ghosts wouldn't allow it. At first Lin Mo thought that the nightmare in the house was going to be bad for these children, because the little boy shot and was asking for help.

But later found out that the situation was not what I thought.

Lin Mo first 'educated' the boy earnestly, and then communicated with the nightmares.

Finally figured it out.

These nightmares are protecting their children.

Because these nightmares were unable to speak and looked terrifying, this caused a misunderstanding.

After the matter is clear, Lin Mo will naturally not stay here.

Before leaving, a terrifying nightmare, that is, the male owner of this house, floated over. Through Xiaoyu's eighth-level translation, Lin Mo learned a relatively important piece of information.

"If you're looking for something, you can go to the Holy City, go east, and you'll be there soon."

Holy city?

Lin Mo decided to try his luck.

Following the direction of the nightmare, he moved towards the east and entered the gray fog. Sure enough, he entered a new pollution area after walking for a while.

This polluted area is huge.

A real big city lies ahead.

High-rise buildings, busy with traffic.

The liveliness of this place made Lin Mo feel a little unreal.

The atmosphere that permeated this chaotic city was very messy, and Lin Mo took a deep breath.

"There are living people, there are dead people, there are nightmares, and some other things, curses, resentment, hatred, murderousness, desire, what is this place?"

Lin Mo asked himself that he had seen the world, but this was the first time he had seen the city in front of him.

The street lights on the street were crooked, with messy things hanging on them.

The outer walls of the buildings on both sides are full of all kinds of bizarre graffiti, some of which can be seen with some themes, and some are completely chaotic patterns, filled with all the dark sides you can think of.

There are pedestrians.

The clothes are weird. The problem is that Lin Mo can clearly feel that there are living people and dead people among these pedestrians (specifically, death in the real world).

Lin Mo walked along this road, and a person approaching saw Lin Mo and made a squinting expression with provocation in his eyes.

Lin Mo frowned and asked the other party to stop.

The man rushed over with a bad face, cursing and swearing, without a good word, it was more filthy and dirty than the bed bugs in the sewers.

Lin Mo moved faster. He grabbed the opponent's wrist and twisted it. When the screaming scream reached his throat, he grabbed the opponent's neck again and dragged it to the side alley.

This strong white man is about the same as a chick in Lin Mo's hands.

A few minutes later, Lin Mo came out of the dark alley.

I don't know when a person appeared at the entrance of the alley. He was looking in. His pale face and ferocious minions indicated that the other party was a nightmare.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Mo asked.

The other party just glanced at Lin Mo and shivered with fright, but it may be that the desire for flesh and blood surpassed the fear.

Or, it doesn't think it offends Lin Mo.

"I want to ask, do you still want the meat in there?" Nightmare gritted her teeth, her mouth was full of saliva.

"No." Lin Mo waved his hand, the nightmare bowed to Lin Mo excitedly to thank him, and then rushed in happily.

Lin Mo looked at this city shrouded in darkness, but it was very lively, and muttered: "The White Eagle Country is the White Eagle Country, and you can go ahead of the times in whatever you do."

This may seem like a compliment, but it actually means more sarcasm.

From the person who took the initiative to seek death just now, Lin Mo learned a lot about this 'holy city'.

It can be said that this is a very different and deformed 'safety zone'.

There are no walls here.

Because the nightmare has never been fortified here, because the coexistence of humans and nightmares has been achieved.

Everyone is free to come and go.

But there is no shortage of top-notch researchers in this country. After the real rich smashed real money, those scientists have done a lot of research on nightmares and the nightmare world, and Chen Guo is rich.

For example, in some areas here, special technological means can be used to block all nightmares from entering.

There are many similar techniques.

But these technologies are only open to the rich.

If you don't have money, who cares about your life?

The Holy City refers to that small area.

As for the periphery, many ordinary people came here to form a large gathering area attached to the Holy City, in which various forces were intricate.

For this, I have to admire the people of the White Eagle Country. At the beginning, the mortality rate of the people was very high. Sometimes, a small town with a population of thousands would become a dead place overnight.

At the earliest time, the White Eagle Kingdom also intervened at the government level, but the effect was very poor, and in the end it simply lay down.

Who knew that the death rate would actually drop again.

The real reason is that they and the nightmare formed a system of 'symbiosis'.

Its essence is a bit like the number of paths used by Lin Mo.

With nightmares, deal with nightmares.

But they rely on interests, desires and commercial means.

It is said that a well-known businessman in the White Eagle Kingdom said such a sentence.

"Devils (nightmare) also have needs. As long as there are people in need, we can become partners with them and seek greater interests together. For the sake of interests, even cooperating with demons is pleasant."

It sounds good, but in fact, this is at the expense of the right to subsistence of the bottom people.

What Nightmare likes is self-evident.

As a Chinese, Lin Mo was very disgusted with this cultural system and did not like it.

But if it is only from the perspective of 'existence is reasonable', this is also a means of survival for the other party.

Just like this holy city, it is said that the survival rate in this city is much higher than outside. For example, if the survival rate in other places is 60%, then here, it can reach at least 80%. even more than 90 percent.

That is, assuming that someone is bound to die tonight.

The ones who died, of course, were the people at the bottom.

Then, outside, for every hundred people, forty people will die.

And in this holy city, for every hundred people, only seven or eight people would die, or even less.

So people who are contaminated by nightmares keep coming here, just for that little survival rate.

Of course, the attraction of the holy city is not only these.

Here, there are many opportunities.

If there is a chance to climb up, the mortality rate will be lower.

Because the people at the bottom are also divided into three, six, nine, and nine, the mortality rate of some gang backbones can even be lower than one thousandth.

The one who just provoked Lin Mo was a gang member.

At first, it was quite horizontal, but it was just a bone-shattering curse, and the other party was cowardly.

Lin Mo felt that since there were so many people in this holy city, the chances of having a 'knife' would greatly increase. Maybe, the butcher's knife is here.

Lin Mo still searched bit by bit according to his method.

Finally, when he was walking around a junction in front of him and walked under a viaduct, the tiger bone sickle moved.

Lin Mo hurriedly grabbed the handle of the knife.

Then he looked at the railway under the bridge in front and walked over.

This railway in the real world must have been abandoned, and under the projection of the nightmare world, the railway tracks are even more rusty, and the front is dark, as if there is some hidden sin.

After walking for a while, an open space appeared in front.

Several dilapidated gasoline drums were on fire, and a group of people were chatting warmly around the fire.

The appearance of Lin Mo naturally attracted the attention of these people.

The vicious gaze fell on Lin Mo all of a sudden. Some people were carrying knives, and some people took out guns.

By the way, Lin Mo heard the man just now say that the best business in the Holy City is the gun shop.

The Academy of Sciences of the White Eagle Country should have long ago mastered the technology of projecting firearms into the nightmare world.

However, the lethality of this thing in the nightmare world is very general.

Ordinary people are okay, but if you encounter a little more powerful, the power of firearms will not work.

This place should be a gathering place for a certain gang.

But Lin Mo didn't care where it was.

His eyes crossed these people and landed on a house behind them.

'Knife' is in it.

At this time, these gang members had already surrounded Lin Mo, each with a bad face and full of malice.

Lin Mo said frankly: "I'll tell you about my situation, it's like this, I have a friend who lost a knife, this knife may be in that room, I went in and took it The knife is gone, you are busy with what you are doing."

A tall and sturdy old black smiled across from him.

The others then burst into laughter.

"This guy **** too much."

"He's here to find death, fulfill him."

Obviously, in the eyes of these gang members, killing has become a habit, and the most worthless thing here is human life.

The old black is about to cut him with a knife.

But the next moment, in a shadow under his feet, a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his hand. He wanted to scream, but another ghost hand covered his mouth, twisted, and there was the sound of a broken neck.

The other people didn't have time to react, and were pressed to the ground by the ghost hand sticking out from the shadow.

Suddenly quiet.

Lin Mo walked towards the house, and when he reached the door, he smelled the nightmare smell coming from inside.

Next, Lin Mo appropriately released a bit of the power of the curse.

Then I heard the sound of glass being smashed from the room, and it seemed that someone escaped from the window on the other side of the room, escaping very decisively.

Lin Mo knew that it was a nightmare.

It should be frightened by the breath of his own curse, and then Lin Mo opened the door and walked in.

There was a strong man inside, shaking with a gun in his hand.

There are two wine glasses on the table.

And some food.

Sure enough, there was a smashed window over there. Looking at it, a figure had run away.

Lin Mo was too lazy to chase.

Nor is it necessary.

The one who escaped was a nightmare, and the one who stayed in the room should be the boss of the gang.

I don't know if it's right or not, Lin Mo is guessing.

There was a large plate of roast meat on the table with a knife stuck in it.

It's the kind of knife that cuts meat.

Stained with oil.

Lin Mo found a piece of clothing on the clothes rack, and he didn't know who it belonged to. He put it on his hand, pulled out the meat cleaver, and wiped clean on the piece of clothing by the way.

After that, Lin Mo took the knife and walked out again.

From the beginning to the end, I never saw the gang boss who was about to urinate.

"This is the second one." Lin Mo felt that this knife didn't look like a butcher's either. This knife was more like a local camel country chef who was good at barbecue.

But whether it is or not, as long as it is a 'knife' on the ship, one is counted as one, and they are taken away.

This is the tactic developed earlier.

After Lin Mo left, the gang boss in the room had the courage to push the door and walk out.

Seeing outside, he lay down on the ground under his hands.

are dead.

Those ghosts hidden in Lin Mo's shadow can only be so honest in front of Lin Mo. In the eyes of others, they are still terrifying nightmares. To kill these dozen ordinary people, in the eyes of those ghosts, is no different from squeezing a dozen ants.

When Lin Mo was on the road, he originally wanted to criticize those ghosts. He felt that it was right to kill those who intended to attack him, but it was too cruel to kill those who had not had time to do it.

But on second thought, those gang members obviously wanted to do it just now, but some people were quick and some were slow. According to this theory, the ghosts did nothing wrong.

Can't criticize.

Otherwise, it is easy to discourage their enthusiasm.

But there is no need to praise them. I am afraid that they will be too proud and their tails will be raised.

And Lin Mo knew that the next time he was looking for a knife, he would inevitably clash with some people and nightmares, so just now, it was just the beginning of the killing.

Lin Mo was right.

In the next few hours, the 'knives' in Lin Mo's hands increased from the two just now to four.

Achieve a lot.

Among them is a knife, which Lin Mo thinks is very likely to be the butcher's knife.

This is a real butcher's knife.

The black hilt and the straight-backed blade are unpretentious but full of killing intent.

is a good knife.

Snatched from a nightmare.

This is also a very powerful guy that Lin Mo met, with a rating of about C. The opponent is tall and strong, wearing a wooden hockey mask. When he found this guy, the opponent was fighting with a group of people.

It's not a fight, because although there are many people on the other side, they are actually being slaughtered by that nightmare.

Only later did Lin Mo realize that it should be a gang fight. At that time, I didn't know why I participated in it, and even cut the nightmare to the ground.

Shouldn't we wait until the work is done before we start?

There seems to be no difference.

The group of people who were accidentally rescued by Lin Mo ran over to thank them at this time. They also said that they wanted to cooperate, and they could open the conditions and agree to any conditions.

Lin Mo told them that if they didn't roll within ten seconds, they would be wanted to roll again forever.

The opponent's response was still very fast, and it only took eight seconds to run away.

Lin Mo looked at the time. It had only been eight hours since he got off the boat. In terms of income, it was not bad.

And he only probed a small part of this holy city, at best one-tenth.

"Maybe, the butcher's knife is in this holy city."

At this time, Lin Mo found that he was carrying four knives on his back, which was a little inconvenient. After thinking about it, he walked to the corner next to him.

The cardboard box that followed Lin Mo along the way stayed here quietly at the moment.

It fits in with the surrounding trash cans.

It's like being part of the environment here.

Go over to open the box and put all four knives in it.

In the box, Rabbit and Lin Mo looked at each other.

"Rabbit, how aggrieved you have been inside, come out and breathe." Lin Mo said.

Rabbit shook his head again and again: "If you don't go, you won't go. Before returning to Luyuan Community, you said that I won't go out anymore. I'm in the box. This place is very good. I feel very at ease when I stay here."

"Fine!"

Lin Mo is not reluctant.

It is estimated that he was stimulated by the Gluttony and the Xiwenjun before.

After closing the cardboard box, Lin Mo looked at the road sign.

"Louis Ent Block, in front of the Emperor's District, go and have a look."

After speaking, step forward.

Not long after Lin Mo left ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a figure walked out from behind a tree next to him.

This man wore a very special cloak.

It is made of the skin of some kind of lizard, with scales on it, which can blend in with the surrounding environment.

He looked at the direction Lin Mo left, and said, "Have you not found out the identity of this nightmare?"

Looking closely, this man was wearing in-ear headphones and a miniature microphone was pinned to his neckline. Then he saw that the other party had a gun holster, magazine clips, a rifle on his back, and a tactical dagger holster on his left shoulder.

Sound came from the earphones.

"No, there is no information about this nightmare in the database, and indexing with similar criteria has no results."

"Okay, then create a new record, Nightmare: Codenamed Swordsman, the rating is tentatively C-level, it has a very clear purpose and seems to be able to communicate."

Before the man could finish speaking, a voice sounded from behind him.

"Which eye do you think I'm a C-class? I'm obviously a 2B!"