Plague Doctor

Chapter 192: The Nightmare Spectacle has opened [Thanks to the lord Y Mao Maoqiu Y, please ask for a monthly ticket to subscribe]

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"Everyone, this is Nightmare Man, are you ready to experience a horror?"

Because Gu Jun could only look forward with his eyes wide open, he couldn't see who the talking host was, but looking at the audience in front of him, he already understood that the gang of black businessmen who bought Zugna bought him to fight Money begets money idea.

In this exotic theater, there were three to four hundred audiences in different costumes, and many of them showed doubts.

"Is this a freak spectacle?" shouted a male audience member in a round hat. "Why are there no nightmares?"

"This man is really ugly." A purple-robed female audience murmured to a friend, "How could his face be destroyed like this? I have seen a person who fell into boiling water when he was a child and was burned all over his body. He is not as good as him." serious."

"Beautiful lady, this is what the nightmare has eroded him!" The host said loudly, "We will sting him next, everyone, please look into his eyes, so that you can see the nightmare. "

Out of the corner of Gu Jun's eyes, he saw a man in black robe walking over with a long, shiny silver needle.

"Stop!" He was anxious and angry, and also a little scared, "Don't mess around."

However, he couldn't make a sound, the man in black walked up to him, and stabbed his right eye with a long needle, very quickly but very skillfully, what was stabbed was the orbicularis oculi muscle, did not damage his eyeball, but It caused a great pain.

He stabbed his right eye once, then his left eye again.

"Ah..." Gu Jun cried out in pain in his consciousness, the pain immediately set off a frenzy in his mind, and the erosive power exploded!

He knew that if he couldn't make it through, once his consciousness was shattered, he would truly become a nightmare machine, with no other possibility of turning over except for responding to painful stimuli. These black businessmen should be aware of this, so they don't have any dialogue with him, so that he will never be considered a living person...

At the same time, the hallucinations suddenly surged in the theater, and the exclamation of the audience also sounded, and the people who had shown doubts just now quickly turned their faces full of fear.

They saw worms, severed fingers, plague, guillotines, blood, withered faces, dead bodies everywhere...

Joy is a need, fear is also a need.

"Ah!!" Shocked by this nightmare, some spectators screamed, and some spectators cried outright. The man in the round hat yelled "Devil!" and ran under the chair with his head in his arms. They are just ordinary residents of this city, and they seldom even go to the outskirts of the city. Such a nightmare spectacle has never been seen before.

The purple-robed female audience turned pale with fright, looked at the nightmare man on the stage, and was completely stunned, unable to move.

Nightmare Man's face covered with purple-red scabs and his bloodshot eyes were tearing at her soul.

How could there be such a scary face in the world...

She wanted to look away, but was firmly grasped by those eyeballs. Seeing more madness, her heart became distorted and frantic at the same time.

Just when the audience was about to go crazy, the black-robed man hurriedly lowered the black cloth to cover the nightmare man, and the air in the theater cleared up immediately. Although those nightmares were still haunting the audience for a while, But it gradually diminished.

"Everyone, wake up, the nightmare is over!" The host shouted, "Are you still satisfied?"

Immediately, exclamation, cursing and applause resounded in the theater, and the shocking audience burst into a loud bang.

"This is the most terrifying nightmare spectacle I have ever seen. Gods of the earth, what has this person experienced?"

"I'd rather go to the legendary house of worms than look him in the eye again!"

"Creation of the devil, outcast of the gods!"

The voice of yelling and cursing in fright was very harsh: "This deformed child should be destroyed with fire immediately! This monster should not exist in the world!"

Just now, Gu Jun tried his best to fight against the darkness, thinking about the fountain of Kalop College, thinking about those old friends in another world. But that frantic erosion force oppressed every bit of his struggling space, hitting like a huge tsunami wave.

He was already a little dazed, but suddenly noticed the five dream bubbles.

Before the thoughts came out completely, he clicked on the already thin bubble on the far left, and his consciousness rushed in immediately.

In front of his eyes, there was still a theater, but it was an old and empty theater.

The huge waves of the tsunami disappeared, and his consciousness seemed to hide in a refuge outside the dream bubble. He immediately understood that this kind of "beautiful dream" has its own independence, and belongs to the spirit of the dreamer, not him, so there is this separation.

Gu Junchang breathed a sigh of relief, but he could still feel that his sea of consciousness outside the dream was in a violent state, and it was also impacting the dream.

He didn't open the door to summon the audience, he didn't do anything, he just meditated until he felt that the outside gradually calmed down.

"It's over?" Gu Jun carefully came out of his dream and returned to the Sea of Consciousness. The black cloth was in front of him again, and the chaotic words of the audience poured into his ears.

The dream bubble on the far left has become thinner, but he feels strangely more comfortable, and his mental strength seems to be stronger...

At this time, a prompt box pops up on the system panel:

[Your spirit is digested, erosion rate -0.1%, now 47.87%]

"Ah!" Gu Jun saw this reminder in surprise and joy, and was completely unprepared, but he lost 0.1%!

It is equivalent to eating 100 old photos at once, and 20 difficult tasks.

Digestion? He noticed the word, not purification, but digestion. Why

It feels like these audiences are taking away the nightmare energy he unleashes...and giving him their peace, their hope...

Because this is not the nightmare house after all, it's just a much weaker unconscious energy. And their fears are for entertainment, and the level is very low. In the end, they were not killed, and they did not contribute to the darkness.

With the life energy he grabbed, he digested 0.1% erosion.

"I've been thinking about 'purification', but the Abyss quest target is 'Fade', so digestion is fine too. Is this a chance to complete the quest?"

Gu Jun heard the host loudly say that the next nightmare spectacle will be held on time tomorrow, and he thought in his mind: "The more audiences, the more digested. This time, only 40 to 50% of the audience was seated. If it is full, then there should be 0.2%-0.3%.”

"If there are ten games a day, wouldn't there be 2%-3%!? It won't be a problem if the erosion rate subsides by 10% within seven days."

Amidst the chaotic and excited shouts of the audience, Gu Jun saw his wooden wheelchair being pushed back to the backstage.

"The idea of these people is that my consciousness must die." He thought, and immediately made a decision: "I can't reveal that 'I' still exists! I have to pretend that I have died and will not pose a threat to them. After consuming this After a share of nightmare energy, it will only become an empty shell, so they will use the 'nightmare man' to embezzle money unscrupulously... "

At this time, he saw that the black cloth in front of him was lifted, and his consciousness immediately hid in that dream bubble.

Perhaps a few men in black robes sized him up and saw that his eyes were completely ashes.

The black cloth fell again. Sensing this situation, it took a while before Gu Jun slipped out of that sweet dream again.

"This is an opportunity! The more viewers there are, the faster the erosion will be digested. Maybe it won't take me a month before I can move again."

Gu Jun was immediately excited again. Zu Ge's sinister nature and the evil businessman's viciousness gave him the possibility of regaining a new life.

But there is still a problem, whether these five dream bubbles can hold up...

They didn't remove the fixators in his eyes, and he couldn't close his eyes, and he still couldn't sleep, just looking at the black cloth and recovering from meditation.

It was a difficult time like this, but the next day's nightmare spectacle came as expected, and he was pushed out again in the dark.

Gu Jun could hear that the voices were more and more chaotic this time, and the host's proud voice was still the same: "Is it that scary? Is it our false propaganda? Is this really a new thing of Dilas-Lin?" ? You should see for yourself, please, Nightmare Man!!”

Only when the nightmare is scary enough will there be more audiences, and only when it becomes a hot topic of Dilaas-Lin, the digestion will be faster.

He thought of some death scenes, which made his emotions more heavy and more irritable, and when the black cloth was lifted, his consciousness slipped into the dream bubble.

He could vaguely sense that there were 70 to 80 percent of the curious audience sitting in the huge theater, and the number of them was nearly double that of yesterday.

Let's start, open the system panel dimly, click to receive the abyss task:

[Abyss Mission: Complete the reduction of erosion by 10% within a week, Mission Reward: Unknown]

accept the task

[Accept the mission is complete!]

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