The Witcher Loads the Thriller Game

When the essence of a person's existence disappears, does that person still exist?

Wang Ya didn't know, he was also in the stage of ignorance, and it could only be regarded as a preliminary research involving this aspect.

After the rule flame burned everything about him, he could no longer affect reality.

Endless coldness and emptiness appeared in his heart, as if the evidence of reality had disappeared.

This disappearance is a double loss of soul and body.

But only after losing it, can one hone one's willpower to the greatest extent.

Then, the consciousness is also gradually cooling down, lost, completely lost...

A question appeared in Wang Ya's mind.

So what on earth do I exist?

What exists can explain my existence.

Does death mean loss? What kind of things can be lost to die completely.

Completely erasing the traces of a person's existence, so that no one's existence has the memory of this person, is that considered a loss?

Erase the soul and body, leaving no trace in the world, is that considered lost?

If there is a line, it connects everything in series and includes all the meanings of existence.

As long as the entire line is not completely destroyed, even if there is even the slightest trace left on this line, the entire line can be reconnected, then a dead person, a lost person, can be completely resurrected , let him regain possession.

This is the 'line of existence'.

There are more and more enlightenments in Wang Ya's heart. Even though his consciousness is in a state of weakening, the part of consciousness that is gradually remaining is extremely pure.

In the end, Wang Ya couldn't even lose anymore.

Because he has already seen his own line of existence, and the fuzzy structure at the end of the line of existence shining with pale green digital light.

Under the overall parallel combination, it turned out to be a soul chip that exists deep in the root of one's soul and is integrated with the soul.

An inexplicable thought appeared in Wang Ya's mind. It turned out that I was a chip person.

Boom!

Like a thunderbolt thundering,

A large number of scenes belong to Wang Ya's own experience. appeared in his consciousness.

What remains of him, the consciousness that is so pure that it cannot be erased, is stimulated to continuously increase.

Wang Ya can feel her own presence, which has never been so obvious or so fascinating.

Then there is the existence of power. When the subconscious hand is squeezed, Wang Ya can have a substantive feeling.

Without any hesitation, Wang Ya forcefully opened her eyes.

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Qin Ruojiu's voice echoed in the purple space, and the meaning of his words was enough to shock anyone.

Because in the dream, there are two bosses, the bright side and the dark side.

The witch is on the bright side, while the flesh and blood eyeball wall is on the dark side. Now there is an unprecedented contradiction between the two.

It even questioned the other party and betrayed it.

The many bloodshot eyeballs on the flesh and blood wall became denser, as if Nightmare had gathered more consciousness.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, witch."

The flesh and blood on the flesh and blood wall began to surge, and those bloodshot eyeballs gradually gathered into a distorted face.

The mouth part is a deep hollow, and the voice of nightmare comes out one by one.

Qin Ruojiu said indifferently: "I think you should understand, Meng Meng, we have cooperated for many years, but your betrayal is destined to be the choice you regret the most."

The fleshy face suddenly distorted: "I see... this is you wanting to betray me, Qin Ruojiu, do you think I don't know your wolfish ambitions, you just want to be the last one to win and get the mayor's seat, now is the time Already mature, you just want to kick me away."

The witch looked neither happy nor sad, but the entire purple space acted directly.

A large amount of purple air flow spread out from the depths of the space, like streams of incomparably dreamy puffs, bringing people an irresistible dream.

Countless pictures are displayed in every corner of the space, all of which are the residents living in the terrifying city, their own dreams.

Whether it is a nightmare or a good dream, they all converge in this purple space.

At this moment Qin Ruojiu is the master of the dream.

"Nightmare, you call yourself Nightmare, but you should know that I am the master of all dreams. No matter what your thoughts are, you cannot defeat me in the dream space."

Qin Ruojiu preemptively pulled the home team into his field.

Many bloodshot eyeballs on the wall of flesh and blood scattered directly, appearing in every place in the purple space, and they are still growing rapidly. ,

Soon the entire purple space was filled, as if he wanted to use this method to squeeze the purple space.

"It's useless. To me, all this is just an old dream. After waking up from the dream, it will be the result of the matter. But in the dream, I can control everything."

Qin Ruojiu said slowly, with a thought, all the bloodshot eyeballs in front of her disappeared, and turned back into the original wall of flesh and blood.

From the point of view of shape and quality, it is the same, there is no slight difference.

"Let me see, what's going on in your mind? Dreams are also the best way to interrogate. Who did you betray me for?"

Qin Ruojiu sneered and said, "Is it the god of angles, or the cowardly puppet master, or the horror watcher."

The flesh and blood faces that slowly condensed on the wall of flesh and blood said one by one, "You have won."

Nightmare admitted directly.

The ugly look on Qin Ruojiu's face became more and more: "No wonder you can't find it, you use your ability to hide that guy's location, then it makes sense, your ability itself is a hidden substance. "

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In the room deep in the dreamland, Qin Ruojiu walked out from the crack that appeared in the void, with a cold and anxious look on her face.

The momentum is like fire, directly unfolding the dream comparison of the entire terrifying city.

Then it quickly locked onto Dr. Mike's Institute of Terror.

"Doctor Mike is an incarnation of Nightmare. There must have been an accident at that time, which made Nightmare and horror observers reach a certain degree of consensus."

Qin Ruojiu's figure disappeared in place, and the next moment, she directly appeared in the Institute of Terror.

The purple dream space directly enveloped the entire horror research area.

At the same time, the corresponding news was passed on to the puppet master, the god of angles, and some members on the list.

Let them rush here quickly.

Qin Ruojiu looked at the building that was still in darkness as usual.

I have already made a two-handed plan in my heart, which is an omnipotent plan.