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The holy nest gradually returns to life, and the insects live in their own territory peacefully and peacefully.

Lu Zhengkang came to the resting place.

The prophet was no longer there. There was a little bug crawling about in her house.

Lu Zhengkang came forward to pick up the bug, and the pheromone of the same kind soon pacified the little guy.

It's a male.

Lu Zhengkang looked around in silence, which was still full of dreams and light. I still remember the first time I saw the prophet, the old worm's peaceful posture was reassuring, and her infectious and kind voice still reverberated in my ears.

If the radiance is dead, then his family will go with it.

The guilty moths can finally rest with sin.

The little insect in his arms was a little hungry and wriggled. Lu Zhengkang put him on the ground and went out hunting alone.

In the underground kingdom, there are always the most small reptiles. These pathetic low intelligent creatures sweep the ground over and over with their sieve like mouthparts, licking the thin organic matter to supplement energy. They are always in motion, because if they stop, they will starve to death.

It is said that during the reign of the white king, all insects were equal and would not prey on each other. However, such insects as little reptiles, which had no intelligence at all, should still be listed as food materials.

Lu Zhengkang killed several reptiles, shelled them and took out their meat.

During the feeding, he had some emotion.

Put the worm meat into your mouth and chew it into minced meat. Then hold it in your hand and let it lick.

At the beginning, natti raised deer in this way.

They are still sleeping, but it is estimated that the day of breaking the shell will soon come.

The bug soon fell asleep. Lu Zhengkang pulled down the thick red velvet curtain beside the wall and formed a small nest to hold the bug up.

Then he fell into a state of doing nothing, the prophet will not be reborn, the nail of the dream is nowhere to be found.

Lu Zhengkang was stunned for a while. When she suddenly remembered the last time she saw the prophet, she finally said with profound meaning: "there is a resting garden of soul nearby. When you feel confused, you can go and have a look. Although you can't communicate with them without the nail of dream, the peaceful breath will still give you the strength to move forward."

At the same time, the soul marsh is nearby. Lu Zhengkang enters it. There are iron carved fences on both sides of the road. The sun pattern is the symbol of radiant light. It is the holy land of moths.

The air is full of faint light of soul. Through a blue river, you come to a multi-storey cemetery. On the wall of the cave, you dig out layers of platforms, on which there are small graves.

The quiet river flows silently around the cemetery, following the sound of water to the depth of the marsh, gradually leaving the scope of the tomb, but at the end of the river, you can see many waterfalls pouring water into a small lake below. These numerous waterfalls are all flowing from the rock walls full of double hole masks. Abundant water vapor condenses on the cold stone, gathers into tears in the eyes of the mask, and falls along the face.

The sound of water always reminds Lu Zhengkang of the scene of washing clothes by the river. It was his hometown, but now he can't tell whether it's real or not.

If memory is too far away, it becomes fantasy. Maybe it is.

In this waterfall, there is a different one. It doesn't flow out of the crevice, but flows out of a narrow hole. Lu Zhengkang follows the river to enter the hole, crosses the long and narrow channel, and enters a hidden space.

There are statues of moths all over the place.

High and low, far and near, but the shape is the same.

On the ground there is a layer of water reaching to the chest. Lu Zhengkang flies up to the top of the cave and overlooks the whole cave.

There is a small platform in the center of the statue group. On the platform, there is a half body moth statue. In front of the statue, there is a dream sword handle.

It's the nail of the dream.

Lu Zhengkang picked up the nail of the dream, and a powerful force gushed out of it and pulled him into the dream.

……

In a trance.

Lu Zhengkang's dream world is a gloomy and dark land.

Huge pits, like wells of the abyss, are sunken in the middle of the earth.

Lu Zhengkang's general consciousness is at the bottom of the abyss, a black egg.

Sub consciousness comes out from the smooth surface of the black egg, fights, and goes up the ladder. The body of the loser falls, and the winner devours the memory.

This abyss is bottomless, and sub consciousness can never go out. What they can do is to climb more heights, devour each other, and make themselves more perfect.

Now, a dazzled white light falls from the sky and shines directly on the black egg. The essence of

dream pin storage is overflowing, absorbed by the total consciousness, and a lot of consciousness comes out from the black egg, and the bone nail starts to impact height.

For a long time, the light was dim.

At this time, the number of sub consciousness is nearly ten thousand.

The black eggs grow black roots, which are implanted into the bone marrow of the abyss. They spread upward and stretch out to the earth. Their roots twined and turned into a towering tree.

The root of the void.

The smooth leafless branches are disorderly and twisted, extending to all sides wantonly, like crowns and fireworks.And at the top of the loftiest branch, there is a white fruit hanging.

Like the newborn sun.

……

Lu Zhengkang sat up and patted his head. He was a little dizzy.

Since being infected by the void, the sub consciousness will unconsciously devour each other. This is not a bad thing, nor will it produce distorted resentment. On the contrary, it can better comb the broken memory in the residual dream, and improve the quality of consciousness. Therefore, Lu Zhengkang canceled the dream arena, imitated the abyss, and created the dark arena.

has two things that surprised him. One is that the flower has blended into his dream and turned into the fruit of the root of the void. The other is the nail of dream which releases all the essence of dreams and sleeps again.

Lu Zhengkang gently stroked the nail of dream in his hand, which was the gorgeous hilt of the sword.

How does the little Knight use it?

Lu Zhengkang stares at the disc on the handle of the nail of the dream and feels the faint palpitation in his heart. He raises the handle of the sword and the Rune of the dream flashes. A gorgeous flame rushes out of the disc and turns into a burning blade.

The blade retracts.

Lu Zhengkang sighed. The nail of dream is an artifact that can peep at people's heart, but it is a blessing and a curse. If you are used to stealing the words of dreams with the nail of dream, it may cause irreparable mistakes.

For example, the soul female singer of happy house in tears City, for example, the queen of beehive.

The simplest example is the residual dreams in the soul marsh. If you use the nails of dreams to chop them, they will be killed.

Although they just wanted to know what they thought, it caused their death.

has only a handful of the essence of dreams.

All that's left is guilt and sadness.

After admonishing himself not to abuse the dream nail, Lu Zhengkang suddenly remembered that in the game, there was a hidden place in his area, a believer's Shrine. He only needed to beat a statue with the dream nail, but now there are so many statues around, he can't tell which one.

He is not in a hurry to go to the mysterious shrine. When he wants to come, he has plenty of time to dig out the secret of the holy nest.

Now maybe it's time to go to the cemetery to see those glorious souls and listen to their stories. Then, Lu Zhengkang thought, go to Wuthering cliff to open the fire ceremony.

He walked slowly back to the cemetery. With the nail of dream, he could see the souls on the graves.

These souls keep the appearance of life, but some illusory, also floating with the brilliance of dreams.

After talking with them, one of nearly 100 souls impressed Lu Zhengkang deeply.

It was a bug named hundred nails soldier. Although he was called hundred nails, he had only three bone nails on his body.

His tone was cordial and confident. "Although I only have three bone nails, one is sharper than the other. I just need to pull out one to beat you Isn't my bone nail the best thing in the world? "

Lu Zhengkang thought that he had carried three bone nails before. At that time, he was the king of fools.