Welcome to the Nightmare Live

Chapter 284

Wen Jian looked down at the Ouroboros ring around the base of her fingers.

The blood that had just been smeared on the snake's eyes had been sucked up, and the pitch-black metal shone with a cold sheen under the light, and it seemed to be the same as before.

The air was dead silent.

None of the expected events happened.

Do you mean to wait a while?

Or is the shard sealed in ouroboros too weak to be awakened for the time being?

Wen Jianyan was a little uncertain.

After all, this kind of thing...he was also the first time.

And the "operation guide" given by the kraft paper is not specific, most of the words and phrases are rambling, and the specific content can only be guessed.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath, raised her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose, with a tired look on her brows.

Nightmare's purpose of contacting him at this time is obvious.

Obviously, in the next dungeon that he is about to enter, there are also bug residues, that is, Wu Zhu's fragments. After he "killed" Wu Zhu's body, Nightmare still needs his help to clear more hidden dangers. .

And the fragments of the witch candle exist in the deepest position from the core of the copy every time.

To make matters worse, the next instance is still a confrontation

Due to multiple reasons, Wen Jianyan had to put the meeting with Wu Zhu on the agenda.

Otherwise, he should put this matter on hold for at least two or three months.

After all, after the last backstab, Wu Zhu's reaction was so unexpected that he wasn't sure what method he should take to deal with it.

But things have already progressed to this point, and it really doesn't make sense to delay it any longer.

Although the decision has been made, Wen Jianyan still feels difficult from the bottom of his heart.

The chaotic and complicated thoughts passed through his mind, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Ugh."

The sigh echoed hollowly.

It was like a gust of wind whirling in the depths of a dark cave, gloomy, cold, and full of ominous meaning.

"?!"

Wen Jianyan was startled by the echo of her own voice, and raised her head subconsciously.

Whether it is the furniture placed in the room or the familiar furnishings around it, they are the same as in his memory, but at the moment they seem unfamiliar in his eyes, as if there are invisible shadows slowly seeping from the corners of the four sides and the depths of the furniture. It came out and spread unconsciously on the ground, walls, and ceiling, and the whole room was covered with a gloomy tone, as if it had entered another different dimension.

Wen Jianyan's heart sank.

It worked.

Here it looks....

like a dream.

In other words, the gap between dream and reality.

Wen Jianyan took a deep breath and quietly rolled over and got out of bed.

He stood in the center of the room, turning his head to look around.

He didn't see Wu Zhu's figure, but, strangely, Wen Jianyan could clearly feel the other's [existence], and this indescribable intuition guided him and led him forward.

Wen Jianyan walked to the door, raised her hand slowly, and pressed it on the door handle.

Just press down a little, and the door handle slowly rotates open. The door slid out silently.

What appeared outside the door was no longer a luxurious corridor and hall, but a boundless darkness. It was dark and dead. Unlike before, the darkness here seemed flat and no longer terrifying and solid, but appeared empty and empty. Calm, like an ocean current out of control, floating around Wen Jianyan without direction.

In the depths of the darkness, a tall figure could be vaguely seen.

It's a witch candle.

Or... it's a fragment of a witch candle.

The man floated quietly in the darkness, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be falling asleep.

It is almost the same scene as when Wen Jianyan first saw Wu Zhu in the mirror of [Decai Middle School].

Of course, just almost.

Above the man's pale limbs are pitch-black runes with claws and claws, and a dark golden crack runs across his chest.

Like glass dolls spliced ​​together after being broken, it has a broken and fragile beauty.

His hands were hoisted high, and two ouroboros were wrapped around his wrists. They slowly swam like living creatures, with dark lines extending from them, and the ends disappeared into the darkness. .

Wen Jianyan approached step by step.

Suddenly, the man's closed eyelids moved slightly.

Wen Tongyan's heart skipped a beat and subconsciously stopped.

Not far away, those golden eyes looked over, like two open flames, burning silently in the darkness.

"Ah, here you are."

A low voice broke the silence.

Wu Zhu didn't seem to be surprised by Wen Jianyan's visit, and there was an almost happy smile on her thin lips.

"I'm still wondering how long will it take you."

Wen Jianyan frowned, feeling a little annoyed.

It's obvious that he is the controller now, but for some reason, when he is absolutely dominant, he seems to have lost the initiative. Damn.

We must quickly regain the advantage.

He smiled quietly:

"No way, I'm very busy right now, I just remembered your existence just now."

The young man tore off his gentle and respectful mask, revealing sharp fangs full of aggressiveness, and he was tit for tat with the once aloof gods without giving way. In the cold dream space, the smell of gunpowder gradually rose.

Unexpectedly, the smile on Wu Zhu's lips was deeper, and he watched the human youth not far away.

"Oh? Then why did you take the time to see me this time?"

He underlined the word "taking time".

Wen Jianyan: "..."

There is a big fire.

Does this stupid god have any self-knowledge of being a prisoner? But that's fine.

He is missing an opportunity to take advantage of the problem.

With a smile on her lips, Wen Jianyan walked forward step by step, her amber eyes flashing darkly: "However, before I get down to business, I think there is one thing you seem to have forgotten?"

Wen Jianyan stood still in front of Wu Zhu.

Under the restraint of the Ouroboros, his lower body sank in the dark mud, so he was much shorter than the standing Wen Jianyan.

The young man leaned down, looked down at the imprisoned god in front of him, frivolously raised his chin with his fingertips, forcing him to look up at him. "My Father, you haven't realized your current situation, have you?"

With a smile in his eyes, he stabbed a cold knife at the other's wound with his words, "You are not the god who controlled everything before, the almighty god...

Wen Jianyan pinched the other's chin and shook it affectionately:

"You are my prisoner now."

Wu Zhu's expression was dark, and he looked at the young man in front of him with unpredictable joy and anger.

"If you understand, please show your attitude."

Wen Jianyan looked at him, her eyes were unfathomable, but there was a smile on her lips:

"Ah, let's start with a thank you."

"If I hadn't been merciful enough to leave a fragment of you, you would have been suppressed by the nightmare and fell into a deep sleep, wouldn't you?"

He distorted the truth without changing his face.

It does not seem that he personally sent the copper knife into the opponent's chest, completely subverting the opponent's dominant situation, using the Ouroboros made by Ability God to force the opponent to be bound and imprisoned, and he will not fall to the current point.

"Come on, like I did before."

Wen Jianyan leaned over with a smile, "Say something nice, lower your posture, and express your sincerity. If so... Maybe I'm in a good mood, and I'll continue to collect fragments for you."

He stroked the other person's cheek with his fingernails, and fluttered like a feather.

Wu Zhu's eyes dimmed instantly.

The next second, only to hear the sound of "ding dong", the other party suddenly raised the hand bound by the Ouroboros ring and grabbed Wen Jianyan's wrist.

Before entering the dream, what Wen Jianyan was wearing is what it is now.

He was caught off guard, and his upper body was forced to lean down, the loose collar of his T-shirt was wide open, revealing a small half of his white, clean, still wet collarbone and chest.

"You want to work with me....one time?"

Although he lost most of his power, Wu Zhu was more sensitive than usual.

Almost without thinking, he immediately sensed Wen Jianyan's intentions.

Stabbed the blade into his chest, but did not kill him, but imprisoned his consciousness, while maintaining the authority of his controller, but at the same time slightly relaxed, giving tempting conditions——

Wen Jianyan was a little surprised.

He thought that he would need to hit a few more times to let the other party see the reality...

Unexpectedly, after being stabbed with a knife, this guy's brain seems to have become sober.

but…

"You're wrong about one thing."

Wen Jianyan maintained the posture of being dragged down, staring at the face of the other party that was close at hand, with a relaxed smile on her lips:

"This time it's not a collaboration."

"...is an order."

"If you agree, after everything is over, we can naturally make no mistakes and have nothing to do with each other, but if you don't agree-" He used a force to break free from the opponent's palm.

Wen Jianyan took two steps back, opened her arms leisurely, showed the dark space behind her for the other party, and said without any psychological pressure, "This is where you will sleep forever."

"Do I have a choice?" Wu Zhu narrowed his eyes, with an unpredictable smile on his lips.

Wen Jianyan shook her head regretfully:

"Unfortunately, no."

"Oh." Wu Zhu nodded lightly and agreed, "Okay then."

Even though the outcome of the negotiation had long been expected, Wen Jianyan still did not expect that the exhibition would be so fast, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

In fact, according to his original plan, whether Wu Zhu agreed or not, the difference would not be much.

At most, he needs to spend more and use all unconventional means to force the other party to work hard for him.

Of course Wen Jianyan also guessed the possibility that the other party would eventually agree.

After all, although there is a deep hatred between them, this is still the best choice. Temporarily agreeing, waiting for the opportunity, is the path any wise being will choose.

But it shouldn't be

Simple?

"However, I suggest that you'd better leave now."

Do not tell the candle.

Wen Jianyan frowned: "Huh?"

"I'm just a fragment now, and the longest I can stay sane is three minutes."

In the man's golden eyes, there was a bit of suppressed, primitive and wild fire, "For most of the rest of the time, I will maintain a low-sanity, instinct-dominated state... just like the first time you see The way I was."

He suddenly smiled, and there was something terrifying in that smile.

"You don't want to know what the real I want to do to you.