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The breath was filled with a burning sulfur breath, and the lungs seemed to be corroded by a trace of acidic liquid. Every breath of air was a luxury. Zhang Jun's face was extremely unwilling, which was also caused by his mistake. He thought this time would be like the past, and after escaping a dream, he would have a few hours of buffering time as before. During this period, as long as he was careful, it would be fine. But who knew that the dream demon took advantage of the situation and pulled himself into the dream again, how should he get out this time?

Zhang Jun's spirit has become extremely weak while being constantly attacked by nightmare. Now he is pulled into a nightmare by the demon again. The impact of the nightmare on him has almost become substantial. Every inch of space around is extremely real. The texture of the metal, the oil droplets under his feet, and the burning heat of the boiler he touches at his hands all seem to be real, without a trace of illusion. The scars and pain that can only show true appearance in the dream are constantly tingling Zhang Jun's not very thick nerves.

"Bastard. This is not at all uneasy to play cards, your sister!! Get out of here!" Zhang Jun couldn't help but yelling, not afraid of pulling out the demon, because from past experience, no matter how he hides, he will find himself and catch up. The key is that in the end he catches up with the length of time he uses. So instead of panicing and scaring himself now, it's better to curse and say something about it again.

"Dida! Meet again so soon! My little snack." The harsh magic sound really echoed in this unusually used factory as Zhang Jun expected. The hoarse and harsh tone made Zhang Jun suddenly feel a chill, and the fear in his heart became stronger.

"Why? What exactly are you going to do?" Zhang Jun subconsciously took two steps back and looked at the demon who pulled out a long shadow behind him. The sound of clanging footsteps was even more terrifying. In the dim red light, the black demon shadow looked like the god of death in hell.

A sharp claw rubbed against the rusty wall, making a series of harsh buzzing. A little bit of Mars burst out from the friction between the fingertips and the steel, bringing out a trace of light to flash in this black and red environment, making it even more terrifying.

"Kill! This sweet blood and this beautiful internal organ are really a rare product. It would be a pity if you miss it! You said right? Hiss!" With the disgusting hissing of snakes, a one-foot-long snake letter actually appeared in the decaying face of the devil licking the pus left in his face, as if trying some delicious dish.

"To you, a big-headed ghost!" Zhang Jun felt that he was about to spit out the overnight dinner. This monster was not only terrible and disgusting, but it was like a maggot crawling out of hell. Zhang Jun was too lazy to reply. Thirty-six strategies were the priority. Zhang Jun didn't think he could deal with this weird guy, so he should run away!

The demon behind him seemed to have not expected that Zhang Jun was arrogant first and then ran away in a blink of an eye. He seemed to be stunned for a moment, but then he reacted and laughed and said, "Run, the more you run, the stronger your fear will be, the greater my strength will be, and your soul will be more delicious. Hahaha!"

Zhang Jun left quickly in the direction before. He had already become familiar with the factory. When he was trapped by a nightmare for the first time, Zhang Jun had almost found a way out. This time he was even more familiar with the road. He ran to the three floors of the factory in one go. When there was only one last section of the road left, the demon behind him had already appeared in Zhang Jun's sight. The demon seemed to be walking very slowly, but in fact he had appeared behind Zhang Jun in just a few steps. Zhang Jun was running and felt that his shoulders were cold, and a piece of flesh had disappeared. Blood was shot out in the wound for a second. Zhang Jun turned around and quickly covered his shoulder wound and reduced bleeding. Then his steps accelerated, as if he had exploded with full potential. In just a few steps, he stepped over the water tank in front of him and crashed into the secret door beside the wall.

The demon behind Zhang Jun smiled cruelly at his back, swallowing a piece of flesh and blood in his hand. A trace of blood on the corner of his mouth slowly evaporated a blue fluorescence, which was sucked into his body from its nostrils. He turned around and chased him quickly like a phantom. Seeing that his speed was not something that Zhang Jun could escape.

Now, Zhang Jun, who is constantly escaping, seems to have encountered some problems. If we look at the past, this staircase can be completed in just a short time. But now, it seems that with every dream Zhang Jun falls into a dream, the demonic power behind him is stronger. This makes Zhang Jun have to guess whether this demon is a relative of Freddy and can also use fear to turn into strength. But now, Zhang Jun has no time to think about this problem, because the staircase in front of Zhang Jun has undergone a huge change. The rocky staircase is now like it is made of human flesh and blood. The slippery blood keeps flowing down, which makes Zhang Jun extremely disgusting, but he has to raise his steps and try to maintain his body and escape upwards.

Everything is just for survival. Zhang Jun not only hypnotized himself, but even when Zhang Jun climbed to the end of the stairs and looked back, he didn't know how he persisted. The bloody color of his eyes and the evil laughter behind him continued to destroy Zhang Jun's beliefs, oppressed his spirit, and catalyzed the fear in his heart. There was an exit in front of him, and he would soon escape from this dream. No matter how vigilant Zhang Jun was, he couldn't help but relax now.

"Haha! Thank you so much for your hard work!" The familiar but terrifying demon sound shattered Zhang Jun's hope in an instant. A black figure had already been waiting in front of Zhang Jun, holding the railing on the edge of the balcony and stretching out its snake-like tongue tip licking its sharp claws. Looking at Zhang Jun, who was sweating all over, seemed to be considering how to eat Zhang Jun.

"You!" Zhang Jun murmured, unable to believe that it would be faster than him, and had already been waiting for him to come to him. This was not something Zhang Jun could have expected. According to previous experience, even if the other party could catch him, it should have been after reaching this place, rather than having already surpassed him.

"It's such a delicious aroma! This kind of despair, this kind of fear, this kind of taste that makes me feel extremely nostalgic. I didn't expect that, humans, let you know that this is my world, and I make the decision on my territory. It can be said that as long as I have a thought, you can't escape anywhere. I used to be just to make fun of you. Haha!" Mengmo seemed to have discovered something fun. After confirming that Zhang Jun could not escape, he even joked, as if he was enjoying the pleasure of constantly destroying the other party's hopes.

Zhang Jun clenched his teeth, but he didn't expect that he had always been a fool. The other party just regarded himself as a toy. All his efforts to survive were just a farce for it. Since he was troubled by nightmare, Zhang Jun felt the anger in his heart overwhelmed his fear for the first time.

Someone once said that the most terrifying feeling in the world is not fear, but the anger that is born from despair after hope is broken. Zhang Jun forgot where he read this sentence, but now he really feels the turbulent anger blazing from the root of despair deep in his heart. He is constantly attacked by nightmares, but he cannot speak out. Death passes by him every day, but he can only silently endure the trouble of nightmares alone, and is constantly chased and killed. Every time he escapes in great fear, he finds that his efforts are just a joke to the demon, just like he spent a whole year working hard to make an experiment, but in the end the professor directly said that this experiment was just a joke.

Zhang Jun's already blood-covered pupils were extremely red as if filled with blood. His lips, which were pale due to blood loss, had an abnormal flush. The nightmare in front of him seemed to have noticed Zhang Jun's changes, and the smile on his face became more obvious. Yellow-green pus and blood flowed out from his rotten lips. A row of sharp teeth like a crocodile kept opening and closing, and the forked tongue tips continued to stretch and contract.

With a flash, the other party had appeared in front of Zhang Jun like teleportation. His sharp claws turned into five three-inch-long sharp blades, inserted directly into Zhang Jun's shoulders, and entered them in one after another, "Haha! Fear! Your fear will be the best seasoning." The devil kept laughing evilly and shouting arrogantly, and his sharp blade-like fingers kept rotating slightly on Zhang Jun's shoulders, as if bringing better pain to the human in front of him.

"Yeah!?..." The devil said to himself for a while, but found that the human in front of him was just lowering his head and trembling in pain under his sharp blade. However, he did not say a word, and a bad feeling appeared in the nightmare's heart during silence.

In fact, Nightmare knew that what he said just now was just to hit the other party's spirit and let the other party collapse. He could indeed move around in this world and monitor everything, but he was still a thousand miles away from God. The human in front of him can be said to be a rare person with extraordinary mental power that he encountered since he came to this world. It can be said that as long as he devoured him, it is better than devouring a hundred ordinary people. But at the same time, because Zhang Jun's mental power is superior to ordinary people, if he really resists during the devouring process, it will not only cause a huge loss but also a great blow to itself. The competition at the spiritual level is extremely dangerous. Therefore, Nightmare is abnormal and constantly uses the method of dreaming to destroy the other party's mental power, use language to destroy the other party's will, and collapse the other party, so that the other party's soul and spirit can be maximized.

However, it seemed that the situation in front of him had the opposite effect. Not only did the other party not collapse, but his spirit was strangely condensed. Nightmare was shocked and was about to retreat, and a huge force suddenly grabbed his arm tightly.

"You seem to be very happy to play and want to eat me!" A low voice came from Zhang Jun's throat, but it was strangely hoarse, which sounded three-point similar to the voice of Nightmare.
Chapter completed!