Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 193

Wen Jianyan rubbed the uneven lines on the Ouroboros.

The icy metal was infected with body temperature, and it was heavily embedded in the palm of his hand.

He raised his head and narrowed his eyelashes slightly, covering his eyes.

Not far away, the yet-to-be-formed god was immersed in darkness, and the runes of the law snaked under the pale skin, emerging like pitch-black snakes and branches.

[Integrity First] In the live broadcast room, the screen was disturbed more deeply, but the number of people online in the live broadcast room reached a terrible new high.

Hey, it seems that the ritual of creating a god is too taboo. I didn't expect that even the live broadcast signal can be disturbed, and it can be regarded as creating history.

Indeed, I didn't expect it to be successful before. It's really eye-opening that the anchor can push the progress to this level. I see that all the online viewers in the entire live broadcast hall are crowded in here, right?

No, who would want to miss this scene. Since the news spread, many spectators in other halls have also come. It doesn't matter if they can understand it or not. Anyway, just watch the excitement.

Hahahaha, those who are not online will regret it to death.

Since Wen Jianyan entered the egg of flesh and blood, the time calculation method of the entire dungeon has changed.

For other anchors in the dungeon, the 100-second countdown has not changed. However, for Wen Jianyan and all the viewers in the live broadcast hall of [Peace Nursing Home], the passage of time has been slowed down. Several times, the viewers in other live broadcast rooms realized that the live broadcast time they were watching had changed, and when all the anchors acted and spoke at a slow speed, they realized that there was an anchor in the copy that triggered the key plot.

So one pass ten, ten pass one hundred.

The lively audience flocked.

within the copy.

Along with the disturbed bottom sound of zizi, the mechanical task announcement sound suddenly sounded in Wen Jianyan's ears.

Ding, congratulations to the anchor for triggering the hidden mission!

Task 1: Complete the [Ping An Sanatorium] Incubating God Project Rewards: ???

[Completion: 57%]

Mission 2: Destroy the [Peace Sanatorium] internal god-building plan to interrupt the breeding task reward: ???

[Completion: 0%]

Wen Jianyan was stunned for a second, then quickly reacted and clicked on her own live broadcast interface.

With the passage of time, the system mall and the system backpack have turned into a familiar gray, which obviously means that the Nightmare live broadcast room has been disturbed——

Just like in the previous several dungeons, when the witch candle appeared.

According to experience, in this case, only epic hidden items and the host's own talent can be used, and other items will basically be invalid and cannot be used.

...

The young man stared at the two tasks in front of him.

Two options.

Floating under the black and red interwoven void background, the silver-white hair fluttered slightly under the invisible force, and the shadows were brewing deep in the shallow eyes, making it impossible to see what he was doing at this moment. real thoughts.

Wen Jianyan's silence is very unusual.

Time has been stretched to the point of anxiety.

However, in the midst of all the attention, the scene that everyone was looking forward to has not come for a long time, only the level of signal interference is rapidly increasing.

Snowflakes flickered, and the originally clear picture was blurred into some vague outlines and color blocks from time to time, and there was a slight lag between the sound and the picture.

The audience in the live broadcast room became restless.

What is the anchor doing? Why isn't it moving?

Is the picture delayed?

? What's going on with the live broadcast? Why does it take a while?

The picture in this live broadcast room is too unclear! What happened? This situation is very annoying... It seems that this kind of problem has never happened in Nightmare before, right?

No! No matter how the system fails, the live broadcast signal has never been interrupted. What happened this time?

Hurry up and fix it!!

When the audience's emotions were about to peak, Wen Jianyan suddenly acted.

He swayed unskillfully in the void, trying to control his body, slowly approaching the center of the black core—

What is he doing?

It seems that neither of these two tasks needs to be near the deepest part, right?

Speculation and doubts in the live broadcast room can't interfere with the young people on the screen at all.

Soon, he fell into the innermost layer, and a shadow as deep as thick ink clambered up unconsciously, wrapping around his ankles, calves, wrists, arms, like some kind of water flow, no Weeds swaying in the direction.

Wen Jianyan felt that the lines on his hip bones burned even more.

As if to burn from beneath the skin.

Wen Jianyan was less than half a meter away from the god who was growing but still not yet formed.

At such a close distance, he looked at the male face in front of him.

Excessively upright, almost sharp facial features, mysterious and beautiful beyond the limits of human aesthetics, pale skin and dark shadows in strong contrast, spell-like strange lines meandering on the texture, every second becomes more than the last Deeper.

Half divine, half evil.

He narrowed his eyes and smiled suddenly.

This laugh was abrupt and without any reason, so that the audience outside the screen couldn't help but feel a sudden shock.

Wen Jianyan slowly took the Ouroboros back into his backpack.

- He is no longer ready to use it.

Let me think about it... He narrowed his eyes, How should a standard evil believer summon his own god?

Generally, rituals, mediums, and divine names are required.

Wen Jianyan played with the glass shards in his palm.

There is a medium.

God's name also has... After all, his lower abdomen is still hot.

As for the ceremony, this touched his blind spot.

However, as a bishop personally appointed by God, you can't give up easily... right?

Witch candle.

Wen Jianyan lowered her eyes, cut her palm with a sharp fragment, let the scarlet blood wet the fragments of the mirror, and whispered, Father, I fulfilled my mission as a believer and found your half body for you.

A god who has not yet formed... It should help you to regain your strength.

Are you interested?

He held the shard of the mirror in his blood-stained hand, tilted his head and waited for a while.

Nothing happened.

...

Hmm, doesn't seem to be of much use?

Wen Jianyan sighed regretfully. After all, he was too shy of Wu Zhu before, and he didn't even think of contacting him.

Does it really need some kind of spell or something?

Or do you need something like black goat blood, human bones, and some weird spells on the ground? Like summoning the evil god in the movie?

A few drops of blood fell from his palm and fell into the darkness with the traction of some kind of force.

tick.

The warm human blood wetted the man's lips, seeping into the taut pale lips.

The next second, Wen Jianyan suddenly felt that the shadow that had just wrapped loosely around his calf suddenly tightened, and the soft water plants turned into the powerful arms of an octopus, and a sudden force grabbed his body and slammed it. Drag him into the core of the dark depths!

!

Wen Jianyan was startled and looked up subconsciously.

The fragments of the witch candle still closed their eyes, but the surrounding darkness and scarlet void seemed to be stirred up by some strange force, like the sea in a storm, setting off a violent, almost able to knock down and devour people. Terror wave.

Wen Jianyan seemed to suddenly realize something, and swept towards the taskbar beside her.

Task 1: Complete the [Ping An Sanatorium] Incubating God Project Rewards: ???

[Completion: 89%]

But in just a few seconds, the task progress jumped directly from 57% to 89%!

Wen Jianyan was taken aback.

It was almost too late to think, and more shadows swept up. Drag the human who exudes a warm and sweet breath towards the center of the black core——

[Integrity First] Live Room:

Sure, it seems that he finally decided to create a god.

This trend is okay. If the anchor can guarantee that he will not die before the progress is 100%, the probability of being forcibly summoned by the system is still very high!

Yes, it is impossible for the live broadcast room to have a quest that will kill you no matter what you choose, so it is estimated that this mysterious reward is at least a fuse to ensure the safety of the anchor... In this case, it is a blessing.

But why did the anchor suddenly change his mind and take back the prop? I don't quite understand...

Without warning, a cold hand held Wen Jianyan's waist.

Through the thin cloth, the inhuman, cold-blooded animal-like temperature seeped in, but the skin at the junction of the hip bone and the lower abdomen was hot - at the same time, the shadows wrapped around the limbs and torso seemed to be suppressed Usually, it suddenly loses strength and ability, and becomes untouchable again.

Wen Jianyan was shivered by the ice, and the whole person instinctively froze slightly.

Seeming to realize something, he turned his head sharply and looked behind him.

You call me?

Wu Zhu stood behind him.

He raised his golden eyes, looked at self not far away, and looked very puzzled.

He doesn't seem to understand...why does his own soul fragment also appear in this dungeon.

And it looks like it's about to be nurtured?