This aura is deadly

Chen Ke felt like a tomato that was about to burst. His internal organs were squeezed inward, his stomach and liver hurt terribly, and the bitter gastric juice and blood mixed together and poured into his throat, even though he had exhausted all his strength. Even with the strength of his muscles, he couldn't make his body move.

It was pitch black before his eyes, and someone kept whispering in his ears. When a ray of light shone into his pupils, a shrill cold wind blew in his face. The power restraining him disappeared instantly, and he suddenly fell down into a piece of black soil.

"Pooh……"

Chen Ke got up and touched his chest and abdomen. Everything was normal and there were no traces of the violent squeeze just now. The biting wind was blowing all around him. He was surrounded by deserted areas, and he was halfway up a black mountain.

Surrounded by black earth, there is nothing. The moon in the sky is amazingly big, and the ring-shaped craters on the moon can be clearly seen, and the sound of wind can't be heard.

Although Chen Ke had never been to this place, he knew that this was the mysterious mountain that little Jack said. He subconsciously touched the small stone in his pants pocket and found that it was gone.

"Where is this? Is this a dream of God?" Chen Ke looked down at his chest, wanting to ask about the black stone in his heart, but the other party did not respond.

Although this stone is an old god and has its own consciousness, it does not seem to respond immediately. Compared with several gods that Chen Ke has met, this stone is more humane.

"Fuck, don't answer, okay." Chen Ke sighed, patted the dust on his body, and walked up the mountain along the path. If little Jack didn't lie, he should be able to see castles on the top of the mountain.

At this time, a hair-raising sound of flapping wings passed over his head. Chen Ke looked up and saw a big bug flying up quickly, skirting the side of the ridge and disappearing from his sight. This bug was really big. It is black and has two large, shell-like wings with spots on the back of its flat, arc-shaped body. Its abdomen is wrapped in rags, as if it is wearing a piece of clothing.

He trembled with nausea and gritted his teeth. Things like bugs are really disgusting, especially the joint between the abdomen and the base of the legs. No matter how you look at them, you want to vomit. And the way they look when they fly, even a man will be scared. Yelling.

If the insect also flew up the mountain, Chen Ke had some thoughts of turning back, but looking at the meaningless empty black land under the cliff, he had already made a basic judgment. This was a place similar to the Great Void. The only meaningful places are this mountain and the buildings on the mountain. There is no need to go to other places.

Dreams of gods are like matryoshka dolls. The gods in dreams also dream, and the gods in dreams also dream. It goes on endlessly.

But the only difference is that the outermost and largest dreams are the ones with the richest details. For example, in Opportunity City and the 2009 timeline, the foundation used a white giant to dream and restarted the world 999 times. Each time the world was The restart of dreams.

There are also gods in these restarted worlds, and their dreams cannot regenerate a complete world. After all, that is not within the foundation's plan.

So the further you go inside, the less space and details there are in God’s Dream, and the more functional and purposeful it becomes. If this mountain is the dream of a certain God, then which God does it belong to?

Chen Ke walked forward bravely, thinking that if he encountered the bug, he would take it away with one shot. He held the automatic rifle in his left hand and kept the psychic crystal gun ready at any time in his right hand.

Speaking of the psychic crystal gun, he has been using it since he found the skill secret book in 2006. Although he also wanted to change his tricks, he has never had the opportunity to find a new secret skill stone. At the same time, , the crystal gun is too versatile. After investing too much time, its power is like a cruise missile. If he can increase the upper limit of its lifespan to one year, the power of the crystal gun may reach a new level.

Thinking about it all the way, around the ridge, a slightly open space appeared in front of Chen Ke, and he really saw a black castle standing in front of him.

White blood flowers flew silently from the sky. The land and mountain walls that were still dark just now were covered with thick white clothes without realizing it. Chen Ke didn't know when it started snowing in the sky.

The stately stone arcade extended to the gate of the castle. He saw a man sitting under the stone steps, seemingly taking a nap.

"This is this?" Chen Ke looked at the man from a distance and saw that he was wearing a brown windbreaker, with medium-long black hair covered with snow, a beard on his chin, and a pair of dark brown boots on one side of the steps. A shotgun.

The man looked like he had been sitting here for a long time, with his hands on his knees and his eyes closed. Chen Ke didn't know whether he should say hello or not. Under his spiritual vision, he saw that this man had a golden outline and was actually a professional.

He thought of Brother Fengxin whom he had met in the Great Void of Van Hede, but the two of them were definitely not the same person.

Chen Ke approached the door tightly and stopped ten meters away from the man. The man seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly grabbed the shotgun and pointed it at Chen Ke, while Chen Ke pointed the automatic rifle at him at the same time.

"+12 hours..."

"+12 hours..."

"+12 hours..."

"+12 hours..."

"+12 hours..."

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This guy has pretty good abilities.

"Who are you?" the man asked.

"Who are you?" Chen Ke asked.

The two looked at each other, as if they saw some common traits in each other, and they slowly put down their guns at the same time.

"You are very young. I thought I was relatively young among the witchers." The man put the shotgun back on the steps.

Chen Ke also put down his automatic rifle, but he didn't know the origin of this man very well. A demon hunter? Is there still such an organization in Longton?

"I..." Chen Ke was about to follow the trend and began to make up lies one after another in his mind.

"What year are you from? Huh?" the man said with a friendly smile.

"Huh?" Chen Ke was shocked and confused by this question, as if traveling through time overnight was as common as taking a bus.

"I...what about you?" Chen Ke could only answer questions.

"I come from 1919. Judging from your weapons and attire, you should be behind me. What happened in the future? Has the age of the demon hunter actually become so young?" the man said.

"You haven't told me your name yet, my name is...Klein." Chen Ke said.

"My name is Simon, Richter Belmont, the thirty-sixth generation of demon hunters. I was supposed to demolish this city, but I encountered some problems that my predecessors have never encountered in the past 500 years. Passed." Richter said.

"I'm looking for Ms. Maria, a woman with white hair." Chen Ke said.

"I know that this city appears every 100 years, and every time it appears there will be a new city lord. This is the power of the inhuman old blood. You see... my badge is shaking so much. The filthiness of this city exceeds My imagination... was not shaking just now... wait... you..." Richter said, taking out the small badge hanging around his neck and shaking it at Chen Ke. The silver cross was irregular. Violent shaking.

As if Richter suddenly remembered something, he grabbed the shotgun again and pointed it at Chen Ke, nervously saying: "What the hell! What the hell! Are you afraid you are not a vampire!?"

"Wait a minute! Friend! Wait a minute! Maybe it's because of this!" Chen Ke waved his hand and took out the golden cup filled with dirty liquid from behind.