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Chapter 247 The struggle for food

"Thank you all!"

It was indeed a bit beyond Sean's expectations to be able to see humans who have not been parasitized in this public dream, but more of them were surprises.

Those monsters who look like a nightmare and are completely sorry for the audience are obviously not qualified communication objects.

However, these "night watchmen" who still maintain their human identity are awake.

It just so happened that he could understand the current situation of the gray fog world, and maybe he could find clues about the [Light Shu Pyramid].

So Sean did not take action again, but ran towards them like an ordinary first-level "psychic abilities".

Be prepared to observe these surviving "night watchmen" as "newcomer".

"Go away quickly, let's retreat immediately, be careful not to attract everyone."

After taking over the "newcomer", Sean, they immediately rushed to the future, and were not willing to get too involved with the endless monsters.

In this hazy "grey world", everyone's tones are gray and white, and these "night watchmen" did not realize that Sean was actually different from them.

I just feel that this newcomer is a little whiter in the grayish white.

Just as more than a dozen people in this group ran out of a street and were about to cross a crossroads, a tall young man in the lead suddenly stopped.

"Brother Rayley, what's wrong?"

Rush rust...

Someone in the large army just asked, and immediately saw two new monsters coming out from the street opposite.

They are much deeper than their companions who are just holding the monster's head.

Most of the body turned into a sticky grayish-white gelatinous substance, and fluorescent liquid like nuclear waste flowed inside, making the miserable green pussies of all sizes look like bright light bulbs.

Originally, human arms and arms had already dried up, and they were straddling their bloated bodies like dead branches.

Although these two monsters did not carry any weapons, just look at the appearance of this group of people as if they were facing a great enemy, you will know that they are not comparable to those miscellaneous fish just now.

The young man, known as Rayley, looked a little shocked and showed a little excruciating. He ordered another young man following behind him:

"Gao Wen, take them away first!"

After saying that, he pulled down his waist and pointed a cluster bomb like a pineapple, and rushed towards the two monsters alone.

"Nameless Gray Mist!"

Although the two monsters looked bloated, they moved quickly in this special dream like octopus swimming in the water.

While charging, the miserable green eyes suddenly shot out of inspiration.

Even though Rayley had already closed his eyes first, his steps could not help but stutter as if he was drunk.

I just rely on my tenacious willpower to continue rushing forward, vowing to die together with the two monsters.

In Sean's eyes.

This leader, Rayley, should be a [explosioner] who is just entering the first-level and one-ring of the [Starring], while the two monsters should be the [hypnotist] who is above the second- and second-ring of the [Spiritual Starring].

Both sides are weak among weak chickens, and they are only limited in their strength than ordinary people.

Rayleigh held the cluster bomb he created and saved his life, which was really possible to create opportunities for transfer for the large army.

"The 'Night Watcher' is ultimately in line with humans, and his courage is commendable!"

Whether it is the "Soren people" who are from the barbarians or the "Atractylodes" who have been the regional overlords for thousands of years, they have been examples of abundant martial ethics since ancient times.

The subsequent history of one million battles and expansion has brought this racial trait to its limit, and it is obvious that even if it becomes a "night watchman", it will not be discarded.

Like those strange white-leaving people on Moore who only care about minorities, after all, are still a minority.

The only thing that surprised Sean was.

Although the others looked sad and angry, they didn't even hesitate at all. They pulled Sean, the newcomer, and turned around and ran away.

Gao Wen, who took over Reilly's position, even shouted in a low voice:

"It's me now, and the next one is Lewis. Keep the fire!"

"Save the fire!"

Everyone was skilled in movements, and it seemed that it was not the first time they had experienced such farewells for life and death.

However, some people cannot see such a tragic scene.

Sean is not a pretender, he has to hide his power. When other people are in critical moments of life and death, they will act decisively when it is time to take action.

call out!

Throw the light sword in his hand in the air.

A thunder sounded above his head, and the blazing sword light, which was as bright as the scorching sun, was like a thunder. He turned lightly and knocked the two monsters to ashes.

The Rayley, who was sacrificing his life and still charging towards the two monsters at all, suddenly froze.

The large troops guarding Sean, the "newcomer", seemed to be petrified in the center, and slowly turned their heads, and could not speak a word.

Since he had already taken action and it was difficult to integrate into this group without any trace, Sean simply changed his approach.

Raise your hand gently.

The feet of these dozen people instantly disappeared, like clouds and fog. In the blink of an eye, they came to the roof of a tall building.

Sean smiled kindly at the group of frightened "night watchmen" and was about to speak.

Plop!

But these dozen "night watchmen" have all fallen to the ground, and they shouted at the mountain:

"Sun God Messenger!"

......

Half an hour later.

"The messenger of God, in this foggy world, no one can last for more than a year.

Most of them will go from ten to twelve months and will continue to go deeper into the city. When it appears again after a while, it will become a monster.

Apart from being able to identify one or two of the clothes on his body, he is no longer the original "night watchman".

I actually have little time left. It is completely worth sacrificing the elderly to ensure that the team continues and keeping the 'fire' immortal."

As the leader of everyone, Rayley stood beside Sean and pointed to the deeper part of the city, and was half-hidden in the thick gray fog.

"Um."

After listening to the descriptions of these survivors, Sean almost understood the situation of the "Gray Mist World".

After entering the dream, ordinary "psionic sensitive people" have almost no resistance and will be immediately captured and parasitic.

Those "psychic abilities" who are fortunate to awaken have no time to grow up, and will be discovered soon and sent to the "Gray Mist World".

Nowadays, the survivors in the entire "Gray Mist World" are basically here, most of them are the first and second rings, and their combat power is only less powerful than ordinary people.

When facing those monsters, there is only the only way to escape.

There is another most critical issue.

Information cannot be recorded in the "Gray Mist World". The longer the time, the deeper the dream, the faster the memory will be lost.

The strongest of them can keep the external memory intact for two months, and then they will completely forget the external information little by little.

In the end, I will even forget who I am.

Therefore, these survivors collected the dream information collected by their predecessors with their lives and information from the seven external planets bit by bit, and taught them to the last person who came in.

Let him remind everyone in the team at all times and turn individual memories into group memories.

Keep the torch of the monsters in resistance to dreams immortal.

Every one or two months on the seven planets, there is always an awakened "psychic abilities" who is added.

This dream is also the only way to exchange information on seven planets after six thousand years.

It reminded Sean of the oldest remote communication method in humans - dreams.

"Although our power is too weak, countless seniors have been trying to find the weaknesses of the evil god clan and pass it on to their backs from generation to generation.

I hope that one day, the fate of "Night Watcher" becoming a breeding ground for food and reproduction among generations will be ended!"

Speaking of this, these people's eyes were a little red, and some even began to sob in a low voice.

The "night watchman" outside was ignorant and had no idea that there was a nightmare parasitic group hidden in his dream.

Only a few survivors who know the truth faced the alien race "Nameless Gray Mist" with difficulty, and continued the unknown and humble struggle for thousands of years.

The process is so desperate.

"well!"

Sean sighed deeply.

How similar is this to myself, Sheng Wei’s reincarnation countless times, and constantly accumulating strength to try to lead mankind into a transcendent dimension?

Sean got the memory they had saved for unknown lengths at this time, and finally found the clue of [Light Shu Pyramid], patted Rayley on the shoulder, and said firmly:

"Don't worry, I'm here, and redemption will come."
Chapter completed!
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