I live in a desert island property

Zhang Ming casually pulled out the Ax of the Abyss from the void. This is also the "spiritual seed" he imagined, and he can call it at will in the dream.

In the wax figure of my younger sister, the facial features began to become hollow, and a pair of scarlet eyes grew out, staring at Zhang Ming weirdly and distortedly. The skin on her surface seemed to be suffering from leukemia, and it fell off piece by piece, exposing a mud-like pollution.

One moment it was joking and laughing, but the next moment it became a nightmare.

Falsehood, that's how scary it is.

Zhang Ming sighed. At this moment, he lost the last harbor that could replenish his spiritual strength.

However, nothing.

Zhang Ming hit the ax with his backhand, splitting the "sister" who was transforming into a monster into two halves.

"Brother..." she howled, her head still moving slowly. It seems that this kind of polluted monster cannot be killed, at least the current him cannot be killed.

This is true of any polluted dream, they are permanently buried in the deepest part of the memory, occupying everything in the memory.

Zhang Ming pushed open the door of the room, and with another axe, he cut the polluted "mother" who was ambushing outside in half.

Gray flesh and blood smeared all over the ground, and the shriveled arm was shaking, falling from mid-air, bending out a terrifying arc.

Zhang Ming sighed again, no longer entangled with the polluted "mother".

He walked swaggeringly on the street, some passers-by noticed him, stumbled, and slowly squirmed over.

Black clouds like lead covered the sky, and he was the only one in the whole world, densely packed with monsters, and endlessly miserable life.

The scorching July eventually turned into a sad winter.

Zhang Ming, who had been mentally tortured for a long time, suddenly felt heroic: "Come, use up the last of my strength, and then take away everything from me."

On the ground, he sensed a faint ray of light appearing in the distance.

Subconsciously walked in that direction.

Zhang Ming saw it.

A... girl?

She was squatting at the door of KFC, resting her chin on her hands, as if waiting for something, her eyes lit up only when she saw Zhang Ming.

She was not the one in her previous dreams, with a slight golden light shining in her pupils.

[You are finally here, I have been waiting for a long time. Sorry, because this dream world has been completely polluted, I only found one barely alive character in its current form. 】

gourd?

Zhang Ming didn't care which role it was playing, and sighed slightly: "So, what do you want me to do in the end?"

Hulu whispered: [Can you come with me? You take my hand so they can't see you. 】

A faint white light was transmitted to Zhang Ming.

The two walked to the corridor of the cinema.

Zhang Ming saw a dancing red flame, beating gently.

Zhang Ming has seen this flame many times, and it represents the flame of [long-cherished wish]. It is slowly growing, as if it wants to burn the lowest dream world.

His heart suddenly sank.

【Do you believe me? 】 Hulu said in a low voice.

"It's come to this moment, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not." Zhang Ming smiled, "I just want to know what you want to do in the end, come on, what do you want to do?"

[Please turn your back to me, don't resist, and then close your eyes. 】

"good."

She placed her hands on Zhang Ming's back and gave it a gentle push!

Zhang Ming only felt an incomparable force pushing him from behind.

He was directly pushed into the dancing red flame!

Just wanted to open the "memory library" and activate the soul clone.

Then, as if passing through a ripple like a water wave, he went straight out from this dream scene!

As if, nothing happened.

Just when Zhang Ming was a little surprised, the crisp voice of the gourd came from the opposite side of the flame.

[You are safe for now. I have given you 80% of my power, now, you need to leave these polluted dreams and wake up from a lethargic state. 】

[You can be sober for about 10 years, and after that, derealism will come to you again. I can't help you. 】

[You have to find a world within 10 years to recuperate. 】

After a layer of red flames, a trace of sadness appeared on her face: [Hey, I don't seem to have gained the trust of others, I can't help it, who made me a little gourd with no power or power... 】

[But you made a wish to me, you want an omnipotent God to save you from your life in hell. 】

[My abilities are limited, and I can't treat derealism, so I can only do this. 】

An inexplicable panic arose in Zhang Ming's heart. He was shocked by the endless terror, his eyes seemed to be attracted by the figure on the opposite side of the flame, and he couldn't leave.

What's even more frightening is that he still... can't fully believe what the other party said!

He is still not sure whether the calabash is played by [long-cherished wish].

Zhang Ming said in a hoarse voice, "You, why don't you come here?"

[This dream has been transformed into a regular cage, and there must be a trapped soul. 】

【It...it likes to torture souls. Seeing these originally strong souls end up alone, with nothing, and can only choose its path in the end, it will make it sincerely happy. 】

[So I have a soul, don't I? 】

[Quietly tell you, I am the back of [long-cherished wish], just like a coin with two sides. This fact is really unspeakable. 】

[[Long-cherished wish] is the positive side of omnipotence, and the negative side of me is powerless. As long as it destroys me, it is the real ultimate... But it is very difficult to destroy me, you think, even if you use a saw, you still can't saw me open. 】

[So... I'll be fine if I'm trapped here, don't worry, it can't do anything to me. 】

[Well, actually, I really regret the original deal... I was eventually deceived by it... It gave up so much, so much that I couldn't believe it... I'm so stupid, if my wisdom is 1, its wisdom There may be 100, how can I take advantage of it? Oh, what a fool I am! 】

The gourd is like a chatterbox, standing opposite the flame and thinking about it, it seems to go back to the first time we met, this little gourd is actually quite lively, and liveliness is its true nature.

Having said this, it seems to be very happy: [I really just want to do it, after you die, help you collect your body, that's all! There is no time limit! 】

[I really didn't lie! But how can you believe me, how can you and your companions believe it? Anyway, that's it, I've tried my best! Believe it or not, I can only be locked up here! And I do it voluntarily! 】

Zhang Ming, on the other hand, was breaking out in cold sweat, and the panic in his heart was getting bigger and bigger.

He still couldn't tell if what the other party said was true or not!

Because, he...has a hole card!

His hole card, "Memory Library" has not been used yet!

In the "memory library", there is also hidden a soul clone full of obsessions that just wants to explode.

He had to make a choice.

If what Calabash says is true, it may die this time.

Because the "disillusionment" comes from another demon god, not the power of [long-cherished wish].

[Long-cherished wish] I can't kill my own opposite, but other demon gods may not be able to.

Especially the soul of the gourd, when trapped in a dream, it may... die!

But what if, everything is acting?

What if, [Long Wish] knows his hole cards and wants to make himself hand over his cards? !

Zhang Ming felt cold all over his body, like falling into an ice cave, and his heart was trembling.

He had never made such a difficult decision in his life.

The sixth sense he was so proud of was useless in the face of demon-level games.

But no matter what, he has to make a decision as soon as possible, whether to give up his hole card!

It must be immediately, immediately!

"[Long Wish] knows everything about me? Does it have mind reading skills?"

[It knows what I see and what I hear. 】

[But I have the ability to delay for a while. 】

【So hurry up, I can't delay too long, let it know you run away, and it will catch up. 】

[As for mind reading, if you communicate face to face, it will naturally be able to know your thoughts, but with such a long distance, it should not be able to read your mind. 】

"So it doesn't know everything about me?"

Zhang Ming's mind turned sharply, trying to distinguish, suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility: the ultimate goal of [long-cherished wish] might not be Zhang Ming, but this gourd!

Killing this gourd will make it the "ultimate"? !

What purpose can be greater than the achievement of "ultimate"?

there is none left!

Can the anchor of a mere other world be compared to the achievement "Ultimate"? Naturally, it is impossible, the two are not of the same magnitude at all!

Isn't anchoring other worlds just to achieve the ultimate?

Of course, Zhang Ming didn't know what "Ultimate" was, but he knew it was an evolutionary version of the Demon God just by looking at the literal meaning.

Demon gods are already so terrifying, not to mention the "Ultimate", which is really an unimaginable terrifying existence.

Even whether the peak civilization can compete against the ultimate is still a question!

Zhang Ming broke out in a cold sweat, thinking quickly in his heart: "No wonder [long-cherished wish] tormented me at a great price, but didn't kill me, because I was actually just a tool man used to trap the gourd..."

"[Long-cherished wish] In order to achieve this goal, I reached a deal with another demon god. How much will it cost?"

"Even if there is the corpse of the 'Insect of Time and Space' in all my property, would the unknown demon god be willing to return it to [long-cherished wish]? Could it be that he can't use it?"

"It's definitely not worthwhile just to anchor me at a great price."

"Its purpose is to trap the gourd in this dream cage!!"

"Of course, if Calabash is unwilling to help me, causing the entire [long-cherished wish] plan to fail, it can also get an anchor in this world, but there is a high probability that it will lose money."

Good calculation!

Zhang Ming's pupils dilated, and his heart was beating with fear. Only now did he understand the huge conspiracy hidden behind it. Just the tip of the iceberg that was revealed made people feel deep fear.

No, there is still a chance... With the cards in his hand, he still has a chance!

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(PS: The depressive part is finished, and the reverse part is next! Speaking of which, the author has been scolded enough these days, it seems that there are only a few chapters, and there will be no such content in the future.)

(12,000 words burst, please ask for a monthly pass!)