Totality depends on the artistic conception, not simply pile up scenes.

Although it is surrounded by thick fog as long as it is a little further away, it can almost determine the scope of this nightmare, which is limited to a circle around the ruins.

Just the content you see, the unique ups and downs are shocking, and you feel like you are personally stepping into the eternal land.

The ruins in front are buried deep in one of the bulges.

In addition, it is clearly the seabed, but in front of the exit is a holiday beach, surrounded by flat red sand, bringing a more bizarre sense of contrast.

Then the sand layer was obviously a bit thick, so it naturally poured back into the lower terrain.

The indigenous people who kept moving stone tablets to block the door and then demolished it, probably it was hard for them to imagine that such a scene was outside.

At that moment, Fu Qian sighed in his heart.

Even for the two of them, this discovery can be called a bit strange.

It's the sea, but the shape is extremely realistic, and then he still dies.

Is this a matter of finding or not finding the sea of ​​soul?

"These sand seems to act as a protective effect, isolating the destruction outside."

At this time, the witch who followed him was also watching the scene in front of him and commented.

"It should be so, otherwise they might not be able to maintain their state just now. This can be regarded as a proof of the core of nightmare power."

Fu Qian agreed with this view.

Although the beach in front of you feels strange, this red color really entangles the feeling of a moat.

The part outside the red sand in the dream is not empty, and even like a real ocean, you can see many traces of creatures.

However, the shapes of these creatures almost intuitively reflect what madness is.

There are many giant remains, and the various mutations and distortions of the limbs on them are more obvious, and the spreading special corruption marks can be seen.

Of course these are already the past, and now even the pollution itself has become extinct.

It is hard to imagine that the ruins I just saw can withstand such destruction.

If there is really a sea of ​​death in front of you, then the red sand seems to have encircled a safe area in it, retaining a hint of vitality.

Although according to the previous understanding, as long as the people inside successfully open the channel, everything will be destroyed.

It can only be said that this place is indeed worthy of the "abstract" evaluation, and it even seems to be able to intuitively feel the fragility of the spiritual world.

"above."

At this time, the witch continued to speak and signaled Fu Qian to follow her to the height of the back of the ruins.

"good."

Fu Qian had just taken the lead.

After successfully cooperating outside, the witch's previous perception barrier seemed to have been eliminated, and then she discovered more special things - isn't it a bit too special?

In the blink of an eye, I reached the top of the rocket, and the scenes that appeared there were still very interesting even if Fu Qianyi was just a moment-

A tall figure comparable to the earliest king of stele-behind the stele, a set of armor with a full texture, actually kneeled there on one knee.

Was the same clothes?

Fu Qian said it was hard to imagine that he could wear the same clothes as he had made this look.

There is no harm without comparison. Compared with the overly exquisite art style of the body, the opponent has too much killing aura, not to mention that they have weapons.

In the right hand of the armor, he was actually leaning on a big sword, and his size looked majestic compared to his body.

Although he was majestic and domineering at first glance, his position was so close that it was deeply embedded in his neck, and his head was visually cut at least halfway down.

And the endless red sand seems to be based on this place.

...

"His blood?"

After careful examination, Fu Qian turned around and confirmed with the witch.

Under this scene of self-killing, the source of red sand seems to have an intuitive answer.

"Yes, it may be because of the special nature of this place and some changes in its shape, which should be one of the reasons why it is difficult to grasp before.

"At the same time, it should be precisely this form transformation that allows the power behind it to maintain the appearance of the sand while it is completely destroyed by you."

The latter nodded, and even did not forget to confirm the previous situation.

"So you tend to be the sea of ​​the soul that was once, and the reason why this nightmare is special is because it condensed from 'sea water'?"

Although my behavior just now seemed to have become a whip of the corpse, Fu Qian still felt guilty.

"I have never seen the sea of ​​the soul, but the scene is indeed very similar to the appearance of reality outside, with extreme collapse and decline... So I do tend to be the manifestation of the doomsday at the spiritual level. What do you think?"

The Knight's ability to sum up is not inferior. He was not worried about the misleading witch and simply threw out his immature views.

"I'm sorry, I have only seen a few glances at the sea of ​​my heart, and I don't have much experience."

Fu Qian sighed and naturally thought of the treatment of second-class citizens because of his identity as a foreigner.

"But the things we encountered in the ruins, whether people or things, are indeed a bit emotional."

It is not a random talk, obsession, karma lingers. In the eyes of Fu Qian, the most lacking in the remains is perhaps the legendary ordinary mind—

The kings of the stele-behind are constantly piled up and dismantling obstacles. Liang Shangjun's fear of opening the door, switching between two forms, and even the upward desire that can be felt from the stele...

All highlights one extreme, which reminds people of the legendary obsession that cannot be transformed and cannot be reincarnated.

They are the condensation of the sea of ​​soul under destruction, and the distorted reflection of the doomsday deep in the hearts of people, which is indeed a more reasonable explanation.

"But he probably isn't, after all, his blood belongs to foreign objects."

The next moment, Fu Qian signaled to the armor and continued to replenish.

At this point, the two of them almost reached an agreement on their opinions, that is, this nightmare is likely to be the concreteization of the wreckage of the sea of ​​mind.

But in this way, the motive of the person who was kneeling was really mysterious.

The blood that comes out alone can achieve this level. The owner of the armor will never be a simple character. It feels like he has to be at least a first-level.

Then in the end of the world, run into the sea of ​​souls and make such self-destructive actions just to help retain a little vitality?

In theory, this possibility cannot be ruled out, but Fu Qian said he did not believe it very much.

"He is indeed not, but now there is a problem, what about the part outside of blood?"

Agreeing with Fu Qian's opinion, the witch walked forward as she spoke and stretched out her hand to the heavy helmet that was almost as high as her.

Click!

With a light sound, the latter was taken off directly, and no movement was made throughout the whole process.

And this is not the point. You can clearly see through the opened part that the inside of the armor is actually empty.

Funny…Is this the origin of this nightmare theme?

Fu Qian and the witch looked at each other, and the next moment, they made a palm lifting movement almost at the same time.
Chapter completed!