Soul echo

Chapter 67 Dream Walker ([-])

The deviation started from the 'rat woman'—

After they came out of the slums, they did go to the 'rat woman', but unlike in the dream, Zhong Ye didn't fight the 'rat woman'.

He showed his strength to the 'rat woman', let his words have weight, and then persuaded the 'rat woman'.

The actual Zhong Ye was not aggressive, on the contrary, he showed considerable wisdom and rationality.

The 'rat woman' provided them with a lot of help, although they failed to find the plague believers in the end.

And then... her condition didn't improve.

Perhaps it should be said that it has not been checked, and I don't know if the condition has improved...

Lilian hugged the heavy classic, a system panel suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, her consciousness was concentrated on 'exit', and she saw the words [you have entered the story mode, if you exit, you will not be able to log in to the game again until the end of the story].

——That's why I didn't quit the game.

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

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

Unfortunately, that's impossible...

…………

Belgrade has literally fallen silent, and everyone is asleep under the influence of the 'plague'.

In some dark corners, Zhong Ye also saw a few figures lying in the mud. They might be thieves, villains, or intelligence personnel.

The whole city is asleep, and the clergy are probably no exception, otherwise they should have acted long ago.

Zhong Ye was running on the empty and quiet street with his big sword on his shoulders, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand all the time, just in case.

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

Zhong Ye didn't know if the plague believers would ambush on the road, so he was extremely vigilant.

The 'cocoon' hovers quietly above the center of Belgrade. Countless silk threads extend from people's dreams, weaving together a 'fantasy', which will give birth to a powerful demon!

Nothing related to the abyss is good, and everything related to the abyss is a major event. Zhong Ye doesn't know why the gods didn't take action to solve the 'cocoon' himself. He may not be able to solve this incident and protect the city.

But they didn't act personally, there must be their reasons, Zhong Ye didn't intend to think about why.

He let go of his perception, silently sensed the flow of energy, and focused on observing his surroundings.

As he gradually approached the 'cocoon', Zhong Ye could sense the restlessness of the elemental energy.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis suddenly rose in Zhong Ye's heart, the muscles of his legs tensed instantly, and he shot out, his figure seemed to elongate and became a straight line.

Nothing happened at the original place, but Zhong Ye was more inclined to have an impact, but he couldn't observe it with the naked eye.

- It's a spell!

Zhong Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't pay attention, and charged forward with his big sword on his shoulder.

As long as he keeps approaching the 'cocoon', the plague believers hiding in the dark will continue to attack.

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

There are four slender air grooves on the light-absorbing arrowhead, where the air broken by the arrow is diverted, and the airflow passes over the arrow feathers, firmly locking the direction of the arrow's flight.

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

There was a roar behind him, and the mud splashed. Zhong Ye turned his head to look at the roof next to him, and saw a black figure bowing and nodding his arrow again.

Suddenly the warning came from the soul, Zhong Ye didn't think otherwise, and immediately rushed forward.

The mud that splashed up behind him suddenly magnified and turned into rocks of terrible quality, smashing out pits.

Zhong Ye also rolled to his feet, but saw the arrow strike again.

The archers were fully fired, and the arrows were shot out one after another, scattering a violent rain of arrows on the street.

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

Because he still has to beware of the spellcaster hiding in the dark, the archer is not difficult to deal with, but he doesn't know when the spellcaster will make a move, so he can only be cautious.

——Not yet?Are you waiting for reinforcements?

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

"Stop him!"

An anxious voice came from a house next to him. Knowing that he could no longer hide, the caster tried to expose 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.

The astonishment appeared on the archer's face. Obviously that guy ran in a straight line without even changing direction. Why couldn't he shoot?

Touching it back, a sense of horror suddenly rose——the quiver is empty!
Immediately afterwards, he saw Zhong Ye turn around and jump up, wiped his left hand around his waist, and suddenly popped out.

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

A few figures rushed out from the dark alleys on both sides of the street, and the caster stretched out his hand to grasp something, as if he was holding something.

--heart!
Zhong Ye's face changed suddenly, and then he took a deep breath, beating his heart!
"what!!"

The caster let out a scream, and knelt down on the ground clutching his folded right hand.

Facing a few lunatics with crazy faces, Zhong Ye suddenly stopped and swung the big sword out with inertia, splitting them in two.

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

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

The figure is like a cheetah, and it walks through the streets and alleys at a high speed, and the running even brings up the wind, which makes the clothes rattle.

The dense darkness shrouded again, and the dark clouds covered the moonlight. It seemed that Zhong Ye was the only living thing left in the world, only the whistling wind and his own 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 to the sky, and the huge cocoon seemed to be right in front of him.

A gap was pulled out between the cocoon threads, and one eye cast a gaze from it, Zhong Ye looked up, and happened to meet his gaze.

Only one breath has passed since he entered the dreamland!
Zhong Ye laughed, raised his sword again and slashed, cutting off hundreds of silk threads connecting the giant cocoon.

He fell into a dream again——

"Ow!"

Zhong Ye came back to his senses, and suddenly jumped aside.

The tiger hit the air with one blow, and instead of chasing rashly, it swung its tail like a steel whip, turned around slowly, and stared at the hairless monkey in front of it.

Lost in the fight?
Zhong Ye gasped, and stood up from the snow.

The wind and snow lingered in the woods, and the cold air was always invading both sides of the battle.

The tiger, which weighed a quarter of a ton, suddenly lowered its body, ran wildly, and pounced again.

Zhong Ye retreated back again and again, and the tiger rushed and grabbed him, leaving no room for him to attack.

Snapped!
The tiger's claws slapped on the tree, and the bark burst instantly.

The tiger exhaled, hot air was steaming out of its mouth, and it was already exhausted from repeated attacks, but at this moment, Zhong Ye stomped his feet and pounced forward.

The sharp claws popped out from the tiger's palm, the tiger let out a roar, and the lightning swung its claws.

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

Just when the tiger had no time to stop, the warrior's throat swelled and he roared angrily.

The sound shook the mountains and forests, and the fist followed the sound!
The fist full of calluses hit the tiger's head from top to bottom, smashing the tiger's head into the ground, and then turned the fist into claws, grabbed the tiger's spine, and pulled it up from the ground.

The tiger's head was stunned, but its body was not. It instinctively stretched out its sharp claws, but hit the ground again.

The tiger's claws slapped in the snow, and suddenly, mud and snow splashed.

Zhong Ye retreated half a step, spun out with one leg, and hit the side of the tiger's head suddenly.

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

Panting, Zhong Ye's expression suddenly changed, he raised his hand to touch his side, and then laughed out loud.

He took a deep breath, causing the breath to circulate in his body, and his blood boiled!
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 enveloped the whole body.

The warrior imitated the fierce tiger, slightly lowered his body, and then roared at the same time, and rushed towards the opponent!
"That's it?"

Zhong Ye recovered from the aftertaste of violently killing the tiger, the corner of his mouth curled up, he slashed out with a sword, and escaped into a dream.

(End of this chapter)