Collapse of Iron: Cultivating the Star God was exposed, breaking the defense of Ruan Mei

"I'm over?!" exclaimed the messenger,

I saw that the frost wrapped around the upper body of the little knight was suddenly shattered,

It wielded a bone spike that shimmered with a pale, cold light, and stabbed the messenger in a dangerous arc in midair.

The messenger hurriedly manipulated the Memory, turning into frost and wrapping around the little knight's body again.

The frost condensed, turning into an ice shell, layer after layer wrapped around the little knight's body.

Without much thought, the messenger poured the power borrowed from the rest of the Remembrers around him on the little knight's body.

The little knight was covered in layers of frost, and finally stopped moving,

The glittering bone nail had pressed against the mirrored face of the Messenger.

A rift also appeared, and if the messenger had been a little slower,

It will be pierced by the little knight's bone spike.

The Messenger had seen the power of the bone nail in the body of the object facing death,

With a single swing, it can easily smash anything that is a meme of Memories towards death.

Although the Remembrance meme is different from the Meme, it is essentially dependent on memory, emotion, and consciousness.

And this bone nail of the little knight has the power to attribute these to the void.

In other words, the ability to pull the conscious and the subconscious into the unconscious.

This is why the Courier has always been afraid of the little knight.

This unborn insect god is the nemesis of memory.

That's why they took the risk and captured it.

"But it's still being solved, you and I will move into the Memory Domain, and find a chance to send it to Shanjian Heaven again. "

The messenger let out a sigh of relief and said to the figures around him.

The Messenger's Remembrers nodded,

The Remembrance closest to the Messenger stepped forward and said, "The Messenger is right, save the night from ————"

The words of the Rememberer suddenly got stuck in mid-air.

Above his blurred figure, there was a sudden burst of orange yellow,

The orange yellow seems to be a streamer and essence, a dream and a madness.

"Messenger————" he opened his mouth to speak, but orange-yellow pus came out of the air.

The messenger dodged quickly, but did not know what was happening.

One could only watch as the Remembrance's body swelled, distorted, and filled with dark yellow pus.

"What the hell is this?!" the messenger panicked.

Even in the memories stored in the Streamer Memory Garden, he had never seen such a strange scene.

Not only the Remembrers in front of her, but also the seven or eight Remembrers appeared with orange-yellow pustules, and strange liquids flowed in them, as if madness was brewing.

The messenger finally realized that the situation had changed, and they were being followed by the mantis catching cicada and yellow finch,

She didn't have time to think about it, so she reached out and grabbed the little knight who was frozen in place, trying to save her hard-won loot.

But at this moment, a crack opened in the ceiling that shone with an orange-yellow luster,

A shadow fell from it, smashing between the courier and the knight.

The messenger stared wide-eyed,

It was a huge corpse, shattered carapace and evil eyes scattered all over the ground,

The two sharp claws were also torn and shattered, and even the winged arm blade was cut into several pieces and sprinkled on the ground.

"Something is heading towards death?!" the messenger panicked.

The thing that was lured by Yiting to fish for the little knight was towards death, and he was killed by someone at some point.

The most terrifying thing is that on top of the corpse, there are still orange-yellow pustules, and pure white nail swords are inserted.

The messenger looked with trepidation into the crack in the ceiling,

A dazzling light spilled down from the crack, turning into a pillar of light to illuminate the empty corridor,

The gloom in the daydream hotel was swept away, and the whole world was illuminated in bright yellow,

Like the dawn rising in this dream that never wakes up.

The messenger's eyes widened, and she saw...

It was the sublime dream lord, it was the god of light, it was the screaming light that poured out of consciousness.

The pure white moth's wings trembled, sprinkled with the scale of light, and the triple crown was brought to its head, and the floating light swirled over its body.

“...... Streaming!light!memory!court ......"

“...... Offend, offend, light, mang......"

“...... Dawn, tomorrow, will, come, come......"

The light shrieked out from the crack in the courier's face that had been punctured by a bone snail.

The Messenger was clearly aware of this.

She had to escape! The Courier struggled to grasp a thread of memory and leave the dream.

Remembrers are non-human beings who can move along with dreams to exist as memories.

As long as she captures someone's memory of her, the Courier can escape.

She chose to seize the Pioneer's memories and flee to the Trailblazer's location, but ————

The presence that descended from the chasm brought the broken mind of the Messenger into the wings of the moth,

It saw in its broken mind the memory that the Messenger was trying to grasp,

That's about, a gray-haired trailblazer.

“...... Open!Expand!......" (If you read a violent novel, you can go to Feilu Novel Network!)

“..... Wait, you, enter, dream ....."

Xing jerked his head up from the table,

The echoes of the strange dreams still swirl in the brains of the pioneers,

Those shattered dreams, those strange sights,

The repetitive corridors, the pale and hollow little knights, the moths with the triple crown.....

This strange and illogical broken thing made Xing's head swell for a while.

"Xing, what's wrong with you?" March 7 stabbed Xing, with a little worried expression in his eyes.

"Let's not come here together and wait for Lingke."

"I ..... I'm fine. "

Xing rubbed his temples and said with some hesitation:

"It was as if I had a nightmare, a hotel that was shrouded in darkness. "

"A pale and hollow little knight, a moth with a triple crown. "

"The little rider (Zhao) was hollow, unconscious, wielding a bone nail with a thread. "

"And that moth is a god, and the dreams that rule it are spreading madness......"

Xing was stunned for a moment, and she saw March Qi's eyes wide, and she was holding her face and listening to Xing's narration.

"Go on. Pera on the side also urged.

That's all I dreamed about. Star scratched his head.

"Unfortunately, it feels like a great setting for an adventure story. "

Pella pinched her chin, []

"It might be written like this: In an ancient nest of bugs, an ancient moth-like god infected the bugs with dreams, shattering their minds and enslaving them. "

"And the empty, unconscious, dreamless little knight is a vessel born to seal the gods. "

Pera's thoughts were suddenly mobilized.

"Pera, are you talking about any interesting stories?" a voice with thin emotions sounded in Pera's ears.