Soul Echo

The deviation started from the 'rat woman' --

After coming out of the slum, they did go to the 'rat woman', but it was different from the dream Differently, Zhong Ye didn't get into a fight with the 'rat woman'.

He showed his strength to the Rat Woman, gave weight to his words, and then persuaded the Rat Woman.

The actual Zhong Ye did not overbearing, on the contrary, it also showed considerable wisdom and rationality.

The 'Rat Woman' provided them with a lot of help, although they were ultimately unable to find the Plague believers.

And then...she didn't get better.

Perhaps I should say yes, I haven't checked yet, I don't know if the condition has improved...

Lilian hugged the heavy classic, and suddenly the system panel appeared in front of her eyes, and her consciousness condensed to ' On "Exit", you will see the words "Have entered the story mode, if you log out, you will not be able to log in to the game again until the end of the story".

——It's because of this that I didn't quit the game.

The girl sighed melancholy, looked towards the broken gate, looked towards the street illuminated by the moonlight.

All of this is too real, so real that she almost believed it, and she hoped that the plots she had dreamed of before could appear in reality.

Unfortunately, that's impossible...

...

Belgrade is truly silent, and everyone is in the 'plague' Influenced by the sound of dreaming.

In some dark corners, Zhong Ye also saw several silhouettes lying in the mud, they may be thieves, villains, or intelligence officers.

The whole city is asleep, and the clergy are probably no exception, otherwise they would have been in action.

Zhong Ye was running on the empty and lonely street with his big sword on his back, and his right hand always clenched the hilt of the sword, just in case.

There must be plague believers around the demon bred from the dream. If you want to kill it, you must first eliminate the plague believers.

Zhong Ye didn't know whether the plague believers would be ambushed on the road, so he was extremely vigilant.

The 'cocoon' is quietly suspended in the sky above the city center of Belgrade, and countless silk threads extend from people's dreams, weaving a 'dream' together, which will give birth to a powerful demon!

There are no good things related to the abyss, all the major events are related to the abyss, Zhong Ye doesn't know why the Spiritual Gods didn't solve the 'cocoon' personally, he may not be able to solve this event. , to protect the city.

But they didn't do it themselves, there must be their reasons, Zhong Ye didn't plan to think about why.

He let go of his perception, silently sensing the flow of energy, and observing his surroundings completely with concentrated attention.

As it gets closer to the 'cocoon', Zhong Ye can sense the restlessness of the elemental energy.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis arose in Zhong Ye's heart, the muscles in his legs tightened instantly, and he shot out, the silhouette seemed to be elongated and turned into a straight line.

Nothing happened in situ, but Zhong Ye prefers to have influences appearing, just unable to observe with naked eye.

—It's spell!

Zhong Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, but he ignored it and charged forward with his big sword in his head.

As long as he keeps getting close to the 'cocoon', the plague cultists hiding in the dark will continue to attack.

At this moment, an arrow suddenly reflected in Zhong Ye's pupils.

The light-absorbing arrowhead has four slender air grooves, where the air broken by the arrowhead is split, and the air swept across the arrow feathers, firmly locking the arrow's flying direction.

Zhong Ye tilted his head, and the arrow cut off a few strands of hair and nailed it to the ground behind him.

There was a roar behind him, mud splashed, Zhong Ye turned his head, looked towards the side roof, and saw a black shadow bend bow and place arrow again.

Soul Spirit suddenly sent a warning, Zhong Ye didn't think about it, and immediately rushed forward.

The mud splashing up behind suddenly magnifies, turning into mass terrifying rocks, smashing out pits.

Zhong Ye also rolled to his feet, only to see arrows strike again.

The archers fired at full force, shooting arrows one by one, sending a violent rain of arrows down the street.

Lifting the great sword, Zhong Ye kept dodging and blocking, looking quite embarrassed.

Because he also has to beware of the sorcerer hidden in the dark, the archer is not difficult to deal with, but he does not know when the sorcerer will shoot, so he can only be careful.

——Not yet shot? Are you waiting for reinforcements?

The warrior frowned, swayed an arrow, and turned towards the giant cocoon.

"Stop him!"

An urgent voice came from a house beside him. Sorcerer knew that he couldn't hide any longer, and tried to reveal his location to attract Zhong Ye's attention. .

The archer shot arrows one after another, but Zhong Ye's speed was getting faster and faster, making each of his arrows miss unfortunately.

Consternation appeared on the archer's face. It was obvious that the guy ran in a straight line and didn't even change direction. Why did he just miss the shot?

With a touch back, the feeling of horror suddenly rises - the arrow pot is empty!

Immediately, he saw Zhong Ye turn around and jump up, wiped his left hand on his waist, and popped out suddenly.

There was no time to dodge, the cold light flashed, the archer's throat was pierced, his legs were weak, and he fell from the roof.

A few silhouettes rushed out from the dark alleys on both sides of the street, and the sorcerer reached out and grabbed as if he was holding something.

—heart!

Zhong Ye's face changed suddenly, and then he took a deep breath and encouraged his heart!

"Ah!!"

sorcerer screamed and knelt on the ground with his fingers folded in his right hand.

Faced with a few madmen with crazy expressions on their faces, Zhong Ye suddenly stopped, threw away the big sword with inertia, and divided several people into two.

Several stumps flew out from the waist and slid a long distance on the ground.

Zhong Ye didn't even look at it, and continued to run towards the giant cocoon.

The figure is like a cheetah, vigorous and fast walking through the streets, running and even bringing the wind, blowing the clothes hunting.

The thick darkness shrouded again, and the dark clouds covered the moonlight. It seemed as if Zhong Ye was the only living creature left between Heaven and Earth. Only the sound of the whirring wind and the sound of his heavy breathing lingered in his ears.

There is no end to the road ahead, only boundless darkness.

The field of vision gradually shrinks, and finally only the side is left...

——Zhong Ye suddenly opened his eyes!

He looked up at the sky, and the huge cocoon seemed to be in front of him.

A gap was drawn between the cocoons, and one eye cast a gaze from it, Zhong Ye looked up, and just met his gaze.

It was only a breath before he entered the dream!

Zhong Ye laughed, raised his sword and slashed again, cutting off hundreds of silk threads connecting the giant cocoons.

He fell into a dream again——

“ao!”

Zhong Ye came back to his senses and swooped aside.

The tiger slammed into the air with a single blow, instead of rushing to pursue it, it swung its tail like a steel whip, turned around slowly, and stared at the hairless monkey in front of him.

Lost in the fight?

Zhong Ye let out a white breath and stood up from the snow.

The wind and snow shrouded the woods, and the cold air always infested both sides of the battle.

The 1/4/2022 ton tiger suddenly lowered its body, ran wildly, and attacked again.

Zhong Ye took a step back, and the tiger rushed and grabbed, leaving him no chance to attack.

pa!

tiger claw hit the tree, and the bark burst instantly.

The tiger exhaled, the heat steamed out of its mouth, and the repeated attacks made it tired, but at this moment, Zhong Ye paused and swooped forward.

The sharp claws popped out of the tiger's paw, the tiger let out a roar, and the lightning swiped its claws.

What made it didn't expect was that Zhong Ye suddenly stopped the momentum again, causing its claws to swipe in the air.

Just when the tiger was too late to stop, the warrior also bulged his throat and roared angrily.

The sound shook the mountains and forests, and the fist came with the sound!

The calloused fist slammed on the tiger's head from top to bottom, smashing the tiger's head into the ground, then turning its fist into a claw, grabbing the tiger's spine and pulling it up from the ground.

The tiger's head was stunned, but its body was not.

The tiger claw slapped in the snow, and suddenly, the mud and snow sputtered.

Zhong Ye took a half step back, twisted one leg out, and slammed into the side of the tiger's head.

The tiger pressed its limbs to the ground, pulled its crooked head back, bloodshot eyes, and roared at Zhong Ye.

Zhong Ye gasped, and suddenly his expression changed. He raised his hand and touched his waist, then laughed out loud.

He took a deep breath, making the breath run in the body and the blood boiling!

The sudden increase in body temperature caused a large amount of water vapor attached to the body surface to evaporate, and for a while, white mist lingered around the body.

The warrior imitated the tiger, lowered his body slightly, and then, roaring at the same time, rushed towards the opponent!

"That's it?"

Zhong Ye recovered from the afterglow of violently killing the tiger, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he slashed out with a sword, escaping into a dream.