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"Wen Qi, are you okay?"

Before Wen Qi could see the situation in front of him, he heard the voice of concern. After taking off his dream helmet, he found that a wall of people had already gathered in front of him. He was looking at himself with admiration. Shaking his head, he said, "Fortunately, in the end, I was still shackled, and I couldn't pass the level, and I don't know if it was right or wrong for sacrificing Yan Qin?"

"It's okay, you have almost persevered to the end, and successfully brought Chang Haini back to the real world." Mo Wei raised the pennant in his hand and laughed, "This banner of 'Jiang Lang is more than enough' seems to be able to send out."

She couldn't wait to see what the old thief Qin would look like when he received this pennant.

"It's really not a bad thing, you almost killed the old thief Qin." Yang Yu gave a thumbs up, and then sighed: "But those investigators are too heroic, and the eight of them would rather sacrifice themselves. To stop Glaaki's awakening."

"Hello, I'd like to ask, where do your takeaways usually go?" Yao Yong approached the staff next to him: "Is Qin Ge's takeaways also put together? I don't mean anything else, I just see him working so hard. Help us create a dream, and want to give him some nutrition."

"Ah, ah, ah, I want to join the Bureau of Investigation. When will the career of an investigator be opened?"

"Tsk tsk, the hymn of human beings is the hymn of courage, it's so handsome, I want to engrave this sentence on the tombstone."

"Indeed, before the fire of courage gathered by countless human beings, no matter how huge the darkness will subside."

"Salute to those who are willing to sacrifice themselves!"

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Although the investigators in the dream didn't have too many lines, their actions ignited a fire in the hearts of many players, and everyone couldn't hide their excitement and turned their attention back to the screen above their heads.

Chang Haini leaned on the church tower in the real world, quietly looking at the bright starry sky above her head, the full moon hung high, Yan Qin's eyes lingered in her mind.

Silent Hill here is synonymous with dead silence. There are abandoned buildings everywhere, overgrown with weeds, and there is no ashes that fill the sky. Not to mention human figures, not even monsters are seen.

She waited for a long time but did not wait for Wen Qi's arrival. She already knew in her heart that if there was no accident, it should have been an accident. She could only walk to the cabin at the foot of the mountain, exhausted physically and mentally. Only a single shadow remains.

When I got to the middle of the mountain, I saw a small door next to the entrance in the distance. I thought it should be the exit of Silent Hill. The way of life was hidden in reality. A charred corpse was tied to the wooden cross by the lake. , with the help of the waves reflected in the lake, he can recognize that this is his teammate, Kong Xiaoyi.

But her heart no longer fluctuated too much, she just glanced at it and walked into the cabin marked on the map.

She entered the world once when she was in the world. There is not much difference in the real world. There is a musty smell in the humid air, and every breath seems to be inhaled into the lungs. When you step on the wooden floor, it will make a squeaking noise, and it will collapse at any time. The word dilapidated house is tailor-made for it.

"What the **** is going on here?" Chang Haini murmured to herself unconsciously holding a flashlight, but she didn't gain anything after walking around. Just when she thought she had found the wrong place and wanted to exit, she accidentally glanced at the living room. A stack of books was found on the shelf.

The cover is a thick leather cover, but it looks brand new, in sharp contrast to the tattered surroundings, as if the omnipotent time has not left any trace on it.

"Is it this? What exactly is recorded?" Chang Haini stepped forward and counted it. There are twelve volumes in total, and there are six ancient, unrecognizable words on the cover, but the amazing thing is that her mouth However, he uncontrollably spit out the pronunciation of these words: "The Apocalypse of Glaaki."

The words on these books were unrecognizable, like distorted graphics, but these graphics were automatically combined into incomprehensible names in her mind, depicting a terrifying and chaotic vision.

"Contact... Worship... Glaaki... Spell."

"The undead... Green Collapse..."

"The planet...Ghroth...will come."

"Laleye... Aldebaran..."

"Black goat....all things are one...the chaos of walking."

"God of blindness and ignorance... The Lord of all things is in the center of infinity... He settles down to the sound of evil flutes and filthy drums, and no tongue dares to speak his name."

Snapped! The strong wind closed the window with only the frame left, and made a loud noise to drag Chang Haini away from the scene depicted in the book. She looked out the window in a panic, only to realize that she had no idea that she was immersed in the book. After a long time, the full moon that was hanging high was about to fall, and I don't know when it turned into a tricycle, and stopped on a mountain full of tiny trees.

It seems like a clear mirror, reflecting the figure of myself squatting in the wooden house~www.novelmt.com~ The sound of waves is still there, and there are also subtle footsteps mixed in it. People on the shore are constantly walking out of the lake. Personnel in orange-yellow clothing stand out.

Chang Haini trembled and walked to the shore, without escaping from those terrifying figures, she suddenly came back to her senses after stepping on a stiff object, it was a revolver that shone with silver light.

Seeing everything in front of her, she immediately figured out everything, picked up the revolver on the ground and put it on her chin, and let out a hysterical laugh.

Those wearing orange-yellow clothes were the sacrificed investigators, and the mountain was clearly a huge slug covered with spikes, and its three bright yellow eyes were looking down at everything indifferently.

In any fairy tale town, it is false to put Glaaki into a deep sleep with his life. In fact, this great master of dead dreams has already awakened, or has never slept at all, and the investigator has long since become an undead.

The inner world is nothing but a ridiculous dream created by arrogant and ignorant investigators to comfort themselves. They actually thought that their humble lives could make the Lord of Dead Dreams fall asleep.

Everyone has already fallen into the dream woven for them by the Lord of Dead Dreams, but they haven't noticed it yet.

"Only gods can fight against gods." Chang Haini smiled sharply and pulled the trigger, and the revolver also fell on the shore. In the last bit of her sight, she saw that Qin Singer was coming with an octahedron. In front of his eyes, the last word that entered his ears was a sentence.

"The hymn of courage is just a meaningless funeral song."

[American Smith & Wesson revolver: 0/7 ammo capacity. 】

[You can use it to solve most of your troubles, or use it to solve yourself to get rid of any troubles. 】