The flame on the chain ball only lasted for tens of seconds, and it was automatically extinguished, Xu Lin's face remained unchanged, and he silently calculated his survival value points.

"The demonic effect of the sacrificial blade, probably every time it is used, it will waste about 20 points of survival value..."

Although there is no skill cooling time, Xu Lin still carefully calculates the survival value... He now holds more than two thousand four hundred points, but he can't waste it at will, after all, it is only the second act of the script.

There are likely to be two more scenes behind, if too much survival value is wasted, I am afraid that the later attack strategy will be extremely difficult.

He calmly considered the situation, while pulling away from the divers, while turning again, lifting a heavy chain ball.

Without the demonic effect, he smashed a half-fish man's face with a simple chain ball, so that the whole face of this mixed-race flowering completely, which pulled the chain, rotated it in his hand, and threw the whole chain ball out with the chain.

Blow up!The chain ball flew more than ten meters away and hit the half-fishman hidden in the dark, which was originally throwing weapons, and the short and medium distance could still be used to attack.

In an instant, the demonic effect broke out, and the cyan flame turned the cranial chain ball into a burning skull, which could only almost smash the head of the man who was hiding in the dark.

Fortunately, a diver was just in front of the man, and the demonic flame burned it directly in an instant, and the chain ball was pierced its front chest and smashed at the foot of Dr. Madanra, whose face was pale and visible in the light of the fire.

“It is Madan!”

Xu Lin was not surprised, he took out the police pistol, fired several guns, and then slipped around the enemy, hid in the Qiaomulin, and then threw a flash bomb in the moment of turning around!The blazing light made many stalkers howled and howled in anger.

He took advantage of the opportunity to leave the place easily, and quickly left the Marsh Refinery in a borrowed car.

..................

The cold sneaked into the dream, no, it should be said that the "dream" dived into his depths, and he was invaded by a disorganized, illogical nightmare.

The dream seems to be a deep sea, more likely to be a hell of a different planet, even a hell of heaven, and the place of vision is all a majestic city built of giant bricks, with moss soft mud between the four walls, and every inch of soil is haunted by a certain potential sense of crisis.

This vast city perched in the black abyss, where there stood countless columns, and the wet, slippery, mossy depths of the region, in his senses, seemed... there was nothing of extreme terror, a dark being that could not be seen directly, lurking there.

A huge stone door, like the size of a pyramid, is hidden in the depths of the dark temple, and the outer edge of the door is constantly something like smoke coming out of an ancient cage that is trying to burst out.

Cold in the cold mind to think of such a picture, a slapping the membrane wing, squirming the chaotic body, is curling behind the door, in the eternal black field, in the void, there is a disgusting sound coming, like the tip of countless people.

Like a song, like a song, like a sacrificial sound, like a song, it is endless!

“When it emerges from its deep-sea kingdom, the tides bow to its will, and the coast sees its body, and it shrinks and flees.”

The voice was like a child's chant, like the whisper of an old man, more like the snickering of an adult woman.

“Sleep at the tide.Eat at high tide.”

In the darkness, there seems to be an old door, and a violent soul lives in it, constantly roaring.

“In Laraye’s house, the sleeping Cthulhu sleeps into a dream...”

The unspeakable fear caught the chill, and for a moment he almost lost his soul.

The door is to be opened, the green ghost from the stars is to wake up from sleep.At the thought of this, his face was extremely distorted, and even in a dream, he was sweating coldly and indescribably afraid.

He closed his eyes and stopped prying into the dark door, and if he went on, he would lose his mind and die mad.

But even if he closes his eyes, the horror of the extreme darkness, the deep and ancient madness, still has to be imprinted in his mind, for a long time, for a long time, for a long time, falling into the depths of his soul...

..................

“Cold, cold, wake up.”

Suddenly, the cold woke up with his eyes wide open, and Li Yuanfeng was patting his face.

“What nightmares have you done, it’s hard to see that level!”

"Nothing!I just had a nightmare...”

The moment when the cold awoke, everything in the dream was forgotten, but the feeling of "after having nightmares" left him immersed in a feeling of the rest of his life.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that this feeling will be left behind, after all, the nightmare that can't be remembered will not cause them too many associations.But the cold is not an ordinary person in this world, he is a well-known in the nature of the world of Cthulhu, although he did not react in the first time, but a few seconds later, he meant what happened.

"Worse, the worst is the case, I and Larayer's 'General' may have some dream connection, broken, this is the proper rhythm of san drop!"

Cthulhu was a member of the old ruler, and it may be sealed in the city of Laraye, which is a magnificent temple in the deep sea, the exclusive city of evil gods, in which this "cumul" sleeps.

In the extremely distorted world view of the Cthulhu myth, whether it is a foreign god or a "god" such as the old ruler, they are beyond the existence of human intelligence, and human beings will just witness them because they cannot withstand that madness, and their minds will lose their minds, or even their eyes burned to the blind, or their brains will be exploded on the spot...

This is probably the original author of Lovecraft's interpretation that the divine true body of God in Christianity cannot be seen by the world.In Exodus 33:20 it is written, “And he said, ‘You shall not see my face, for no one can see my face, and he cannot live.’

This overhead evil god magnifies this infinitely, not only to see, even if it is accidentally touching their statues, reading a play on a play, or reading a magic book, or because of dreams and other situations to connect with them, all this, even if it is only because of your inadvertent actions, may provoke these great gods.

In this distorted world, too many people are strangely missing, dead, or unaccounted for, or dismembered, or taken into account by some evil family members because they accidentally come into contact with the “miracles” of these gods.

"It seems that it is not a joke to write that I will die in the second act of the script, this is a death flag, if I don't want to make a way to carry out the Raiders, I am afraid I can't avoid this ending..."

According to Li Yuanfeng and Xu Lin, the script world is a world that leads to badend, that is, the ultimate fate of all characters is to lead to death, and the purpose of the evil space is to play them to death in these script worlds.

However, these death flag is not a sideline that cannot be avoided, because everyone's death flag is a sideline plot, and it will not affect the main line, that is to say, as long as you can find a way to avoid the situation of death, then you can survive.

But this is not a matter of hiding, all death flag is not incomprehensible, there are often some easy to ignore the details, or hidden paths, only to know the mystery, there is a chance to escape.

“If it starts from the main storyline, why did I die so early...” He began to try to deduce that reason himself.

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