Chapter 208: Stalemate

The visionary's voice was like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. Feng Xue raised his brows and slashed with a slash, crushing the black-robed ghost holding a sickle. But in the shadow of the sword, there was a shadow blade stabbing at the place where the voice was. .

puff!

A sound like a water balloon bursting suddenly exploded, followed by a large amount of blood splattering out.

Feng Xue slowly avoided every drop of blood, and couldn't help but feel a chill as she looked at the "human skin balloon" that was popped by herself.

"Die, die, die, die!"

The sharp and harsh curse sounded again, and the black scythe ghost waved the weapon again. Feng Xue frowned to block the blow, but his face was no longer as calm as before.

Although the attack of the sickle ghost can be easily blocked in his opinion, he will eventually get tired and need to rest. An hour or two is no problem, and he can endure it for a day or two, but if this continues, he will Eventually, mental failure will occur, and when that time comes...

"Hehehe! Accept your fate! Die quickly! Die quickly!"

The disgusting high-pitched scream sounded again, and the human skin balloon with the portrait of the dead visionary floated less than three meters away from Feng Xue, constantly uttering harsh curses.

Feng Xue could clearly see the G.I force field wrapped around the human head balloon, and in the few seconds when his sight was focused, those G.I. force fields once again constructed a sickle ghost, facing He swung his weapon at Feng Xue's blind spot.

"You really can't underestimate a well-prepared dreamer! Now I even doubt whether the one I killed was actually the real person!"

Feng Xue looked at the human head balloon, avoiding the attack of the sickle ghost while thinking about countermeasures.

He now seems to have met the spoon murderer in his previous life. Although his attack power is not strong, the mental torture caused by the curse that is always chasing you and cannot be shaken off is undoubtedly the most vicious curse for an architect.

Feng Xue sighed and quickly calculated the cards in his hand in his mind. The pressure was not high enough just now, but now the pressure is high enough, even beyond the limit.

Feng Xue took a deep breath, and Splicing appeared next to her again, but this time, it was no longer a human form, but a motorcycle!

A motorcycle full of mechanical texture!

"Run away! Run away! But you can't escape no matter what! Hehehe..."

The sharp and hollow voice of the visionary was like the buzzing of mosquito wings floating in his ears. It was floating in the air, but it seemed like there was a rope tied to Feng Xue's body. No matter how fast he drove the motorcycle, They will be placed tightly about two meters away from him.

However, the G.I force field that had been dead for so long had not decreased, but was increasing in size. It was constantly constructing black ghosts, launching attacks at him from all angles.

"So annoying!"

With the blessing of assembly toys, a full 110% attack speed bonus brings a terrifying increase in all aspects. Even the structure of the Dreamer can only be shattered by Feng Xue, but this thing is like a toad. The feet, if they don’t bite, they will hurt others!

Listening to the repeater in his ear that kept chanting words such as "You deserve to die" and "You're dead", Feng Xue easily blew it up together with the sickle ghost again.

However, it was no use.

Watching the torn bag-like human head balloon inflate again, if it weren't for the fact that the G.I force field on this thing was exactly the same as the architect he killed before, he would have begun to wonder if it was the A Shuang humanoid he had pulled out this time. .

but……

"Perhaps this is really not the true body?" As the motorcycle raced through the dense forest, the light rain pattered on his cheeks. A slight chill made Feng Xue slowly calm down. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a common sense mistake. .

Maybe it was because he always stood out in front of others during exploration, and he lacked the experience of being targeted and sneak attacked by enemies, but if he thought about it carefully, the G·I particles on this thing floating behind him were really out of thin air. Generated?

The Dreamer can tolerate it if he can activate enough G·I particles in an area where G·I particles are sparse, but how can a structure technique that relies on consuming the activity of G·I particles to maintain it be able to activate G·I particles in such a steady stream? ?

Isn't this the same nonsense as "electricity generation"?

In other words... would an architect who was killed by his predecessor to protect his target, even if he was eager for revenge, pounce on him unprepared and die?

"Perhaps the maintainer of this structure is not the visionary? Is it just part of the ritual? Is this a ritual structure that requires the sacrifice of a visionary to be activated? And the ones who provide G·I particles are actually other beings? "

Feng Xue thought quickly in his mind, but with the thought of that "balloon", he became irritable again, but this time, with the "gentle" light rain hitting his face, he did not He went crazy, but became extremely vigilant——

My mental state seems a bit too irritable!

Looking down at the motorcycle-shaped splicing under the seat, Feng Xue doubted whether her normal self would do such a thing as riding a will-o'-the-wisp in the forest.

This feeling was not unfamiliar to him——

Every time his san value was deducted from a node, he would always go a little insane.

"This structure is polluting my spirit, or is it actually a nightmare? That's why it's so difficult to eliminate? So this world still has the technology to transform its own G·I force field into a nightmare?"

Today, Feng Xue is no longer a newbie who didn't understand anything at first. With the acquisition of expert-level architecture skills, nightmare is no longer a simple term similar to ghost in his heart.

He knew very well that this was a monster condensed from the negative emotions accumulated in the dreamland. Not only could it assimilate the escaped G.I particles to replenish itself, but it could also pollute the G.I. like a command structure technique. particles, thereby causing mental pollution to humans and absorbing their negative emotions for growth.

"Assuming that this thing is a nightmare that grows by absorbing my negative emotions, all this seems to be explained. But, how can we defeat this guy?"

The architect's tutorial only said to avoid contact with nightmares as much as possible, and to notify the authorities immediately if discovered, but there was no specific way to deal with it, which made him try his best to recall those rainbow cherry blossoms when he summoned nightmares before. How people do it.

"It seems that the integration structure is used to integrate the G·I force fields of a large number of soldiers, restrain the nightmare, and then kill it with a powerful attack? But what is the difference between this and me killing him instantly with one strike?"

Feng Xue frowned, but didn't think too much. Anyway, there is no other way now. Let's try it first!