Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world

The strange light group, just coming into contact with the consciousness of these fifty experimental subjects, silently eroded them like paint meeting water.

Moisturizing things silently,

The consciousness of these people has been completely crushed and decomposed into nutrients. Their souls are gone. Even if they go to hell after death and want to become evil, there is no chance.

And far away,

More weird creatures are coming one after another.

These light groups that had just eroded human consciousness became swollen, and were torn apart by more light groups, shadows, and gray fog that followed. As the colored light dissipated, bits and pieces of light white light burst out from inside. point,

That is the residue of consciousness belonging to those experimental subjects.

"It's now!"

Wu Heng's eyes narrowed and he saw that a large number of twisted colors had gathered here.

He saw the right opportunity, and at the moment when the light group was most concentrated,

With a wave of his hand, all 400 fusions of believers and skin grafters were released.

At the same time, a million people were used, and they were supplied for several days. The stored fear emotions formed a net, which instantly caught these strange color groups in front of them who had lost their goals and wanted to leave.

Each believer immediately found his or her own position according to the team to which he belonged.

There are too many weird light groups, too concentrated!

Most of the power Wu Heng released had been eroded in just a moment.

And more than that,

This time Caiguang seemed to have tasted the sweetness, as if tentacles were climbing towards Wu Heng's brain along the eroded fear.

This made him feel dizzy,

The surrounding space seemed to be upside down and shaking constantly.

After Wu Hengqiang held on for a while, he estimated that time was almost up, and immediately cut off the connection with the terrifying emotions released.

Without his control, the remaining fear was instantly eroded away.

And these grotesque, large numbers of strange colors that refracted the dark space did not disperse after trying the power of fear. They actually aimed at Wu Heng and rushed towards him.

Wu Heng, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, could only spend one day's savings again. This time, he only delayed these light groups for a moment, as if they had become resistant to fear.

Even evil spirits like Freddy, who have been dead for decades, don't know what these light groups are. They only know that they cannot be touched by them.

At the moment when the ball of light was about to drown Wu Heng,

Wu Heng noticed that the believers were already standing in their respective positions.

He endured it, his head was almost exploded by various illusions, his body quickly retreated, and he issued his own order.

"Everyone listen to your orders, I will release the suppression on you and release your dreams!"

As Wu Heng finished speaking,

All 400 believers unfolded their dreams in an instant, as if a brilliant hydrangea flower bloomed in this dark space.

This round flower is woven from dreams,

The strange light group that had not yet arrived was pushed outside.

at the same time,

Those light groups that were concentrated in large numbers to compete for the consciousness of the fifty experimental subjects were also completely sealed in the dreamland.

Since this kind of weird light group can be resisted by dreams,

Dreams naturally become the best isolation network, just like isolating viruses.

Wu Heng saw that his plan was initially successful, and that several light groups that luckily escaped from the encirclement were still trying to make a move on him, so he led Blake and left this dreamless land full of danger.

As for the hydrangeas woven by believers in their dreams, they were left in place.

After returning to reality,

Corey looked at Wu Heng with some confusion and asked: "They are just trying to trap those 'light groups', are they going to stay there forever?"

He didn't see anything at all, he just felt that it seemed a little inconsistent with the battle he was talking about.

"That is the responsibility of these four hundred people. You and Blake have to lead the remaining people to do other things."

"Don't let down your guard. Although it seemed simple just now, in fact, if you make one mistake, you will go to hell!"

Wu Heng didn't say anything more, but saw that Ke Rui seemed to be a little relaxed, so he gave a reminder.

Corey was immediately alert when he heard this. It was a dream, and God knows what weird things might happen.

"I know, I will be more careful." Corey nodded cautiously.

Wu Heng still used the identity of No. 1 at this moment, but he didn't show much indifference. He smiled and patted Corey on the shoulder, then turned and walked to Deborah who was busy.

"Mr. Sal, the legendary masked boy Blake, just called and said that he has brought 600 people and has arrived at the foot of the mountain." Deborah said.

"Okay, let them come in and bring him here first!"

Wu Heng nodded, then looked at the second group of believers under Kerui who were about to complete the surgery, and began to calculate in his mind.

"Kori brought 789 people this time, plus Blake's 600 people, which means that apart from the 400 people who besieged the light group, there are still 989 people left."

"enough!"

"This number of people can already eliminate some troublesome enemies. As for the monsters that even a thousand Jasons cannot eliminate, even if there are nine thousand more people, it will probably be useless."

"If there is a qualitative gap in strength, the human sea tactic will be completely useless."

At this time, the isolation door behind him opened, and Corey, wearing a tactical windbreaker, strode in under the leadership of Professor Deborah.

"No. 1, I have fulfilled my mission and brought people here." Corey said happily, with a confident aura as he spoke.

This is also something Corey lacked before.

Even though he had the power of the mask and his speech in the nightmare was recognized by everyone, he still had no confidence that he could convince others.

until now,

With a satisfactory result, the whole person naturally feels confident.

For the small town of Springwood,

Corey was able to pull out 600 people from 10,000, or maybe thousands of families. This is almost a ratio of 10:1.

"You did a good job. This is the plan for this time. Take a look." Wu Heng once again handed Blake the steps on what he needed to do.

Among them, he used some referring words,

Without being immersed in the scene, outsiders can't see the purpose at all.

Blake took it and looked at it carefully, his expression changing constantly.

Until after reading it,

Then he breathed a sigh of relief: "I have no doubts about this plan. When will it be carried out?"

Corey also came to Wu Heng's side at this time, looking at Blake with scrutinizing eyes.

Both of them rely on the power gained from masks,

While they are in the same camp, they are also competing with each other.

If it weren't for Wu Heng, the No. 1, who had a strong force on top of them, maybe the two of them would have been at odds with each other and killed each other.

After all, no one would mind one more mask, and human desires cannot be filled.

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Four hours later,

Just when the six hundred believers brought by Blake also completed the operation and fell into a deep sleep together.

Wu Heng, who had been thinking with his eyes closed, suddenly stood up.

As he stood up,

Corey and Blake, who were talking in a low voice, immediately stopped talking and stared at Wu Heng, waiting silently.

The entire institute fell into silence for an instant, as if on the eve of a storm.

Wu Heng looked around,

With a wave of his hand, one hundred and nine skin grafters appeared, which was his last remaining amount.

These hundreds of skin grafters have been dispersed to all the important thoroughfares of the institute. The rest of the staff of the institute have been dismissed, and they have taken on the role of guards.

Prevent someone from infiltrating in reality to cause damage.

"Let's go, it's time for you to show up and appease the believers in the dream!"

Wu Heng asked Corey and Blake to return to their own lounge, and after taking precautions, he also brought them into the dream.

Then he turned around and left the research institute,

I drove 100 kilometers south until I sneaked into the lowest level of a hidden military base and entered a dream without anyone knowing.

On the modern streets filled with silence,

If it weren't for the corpses hanging on the trees on the roadside and swaying in the wind, it would be almost the same as reality.

857 ordinary skin grafters stood in a square formation,

The three rows standing at the front are the path-opening team composed of 132 Skin Grafters-X (Nano Metal Skin Grafters).

Their powerful bodies exuded a fierce murderous aura. If they were ordinary evil spirits, they would not be able to withstand their blows.

But unlike the murderous temperament revealed by their bodies,

But their eyes are full of determination and agility, which is the expression of the active thinking of the believers, and is also the biggest difference from a single skin grafter.

Accompanied by Blake and Corey, Wu Heng

Walking in front of this group of believers, these people all had firm beliefs. They were not ordinary soldiers, so Wu Heng did not say any words of encouragement.

He just said calmly:

"This is a dreamland. The enemies you face are all kinds of strange. You don't have to identify what the opponent is. You just need to use your sharp blade to kill everything in front of you."

"Without friendly forces, there is no way out."

"Panic, begging for mercy, surrender, and rebellion are all useless. The enemy in the dream has no such concepts."

"Victory or death, including the three of us, there will only be one outcome."

Wu Heng looked at the still silent believers and said nothing more.

But I don’t know who started it. All the believers suddenly chanted in unison what Wu Heng had woven in the Book of Fear:

"Ahead is the starting point of the abyss, and those who turn back will stay on the other side forever."

"Ahead is the starting point of the abyss, and those who turn back will stay on the other side forever!"

The weird tone, coupled with the skin grafter's clothing, gave him a feeling of being worshiped by an evil god.

Wu Heng turned his head and signaled that Corey should continue to lead everyone. He followed the plan given to the two and took Blake to an empty house on the street.

Then Wu Heng motioned to Blake to sit down cross-legged and not to make any moves.

He began to close his eyes and concentrate.

Under the influence of thoughts, the ripples scattered in the body were slowly condensed at the position of the pineal gland in the palace.

These ripples gradually gathered into a ball of light the size of a walnut.

The light slowly floated out from Wu Heng's eyebrows, blended into Blake's eyebrows, and disappeared.

After losing Jacob's ability to dream, Wu Heng instantly felt that his dream seemed to be a little unstable. He immediately filled the dream with horror and imitated Freddy's method to temporarily stabilize the dream. .

"I have my battlefield!"

"This is the ability to enter dreams. I will lend it to you temporarily to help you better grasp the direction of the battlefield. Don't let down the expectations of the leader!"

Wu Heng looked at Blake with sincere eyes and said seriously.

"I will do it, whether it's for Uncle Mai, for the believers, or for myself!"

Blake nodded upon hearing this, his tone full of responsibility.

At the same time, he rubbed his eyes a little. The dream suddenly became so real, making him feel inapplicable. After all, not everyone is like Wu Heng.

"This is the pattern and coordinates. Don't tell anyone except yourself!" Wu Heng passed a piece of information to Blake, "Go, Corey is waiting for you outside."

Blake nodded cautiously again, silently turned around and walked out of the room, and made preparations for the battle with Corey outside.

One of the two is responsible for commanding all the skin grafters, and the other is responsible for stabilizing the dream.

Wu Heng saw that everything in the dream was arranged properly.

His thoughts turned and he returned to reality again. He muttered to the sealed basement:

"This is a last-ditch battle, success or failure depends on this!"

"If I fail, even if I return to reality, I will not be able to escape the unexplainable weirdness."

Then I looked at the time and saw that it was already 14:27 in the afternoon.

"It's almost time!"

Wu Heng began to carve on the ground, and took out the soul attracting talisman, and used the communication tool that the three nightmares had given him, which was something similar to a maggot tail shell.

Embedded in the soul attracting talisman.

And immediately injected the soul-touching power, continuously activating the soul-attracting talisman.

In the airtight secret room, with the activation of the soul attracting talisman, a slight dark wind blew, as if a passage to the unknown darkness was opened.

Wu Heng's expression was extremely focused at this time, and he carefully maintained a stable power output.

but,

After a long five minutes of summoning.

Even when Wu Heng's spiritual contact power was half consumed, he still didn't get any response from the other party.

The three nightmares seemed to be dead, without any fluctuations.

The other party completely resisted the temptation of the soul attracting charm.

"These three maggots are so cautious!"

Wu Heng looked at the scene in front of him and cursed secretly.

When the three maggots gave him their tail shell, they said: "This is the horn we shed. If you blow it three times, we will hear your appeal, but you only have one chance."

"The summoning failed, it seems that I can only activate this thing!"

Wu Heng looked at the horn-like object and complained in his heart: "What horns? When did maggots have horns? This is obviously a shell shed from the butt!"

Wu Heng pointed his mouth at the sharp part of the tail shell and blew three times in succession.

Especially when it comes to the sharp part, which is probably the excretion port of maggots, it makes him have the urge to clean his teeth immediately, but at this critical moment, he can only endure it for now.

He thought secretly in his heart: "This matter must not be spread out, and those who know must be silenced."

As the three muffled sounds ended, the surrounding air was instantly distorted, as if it had turned into water waves, revealing its texture.

The floor under my feet seemed a bit hollow,

The secret room is filled with a sense of contradiction.

"Where are you, and what is your request for blowing the horn?" The sound of a child crying came from the air around him.

When Wu Heng heard this question, he felt relieved.

The nightmare opened its mouth and asked where he was. It was obvious that the summons was still attractive to them, but it had not yet reached the point where they could come to reality.