Falkland Islands.

The government here has been completely shut down, and it exists in name only. The real people in charge are the masters in the temple.

Just like the local emperors, they accepted offerings from the people, and then used their strengths to provide some protection to the people.

In the new world where nightmares have descended, nothing can compare to the protection provided in the nightmare world.

This is the most powerful resource.

At this moment, in the largest temple here, several masters of the council were trembling with fear.

"Quick, go and ask Master Mal."

A master reacted and said hurriedly.

A monk behind him shivered, and then he realized what he was doing and hurriedly ran out.

The reinforcements have gone to move in.

The other masters also rolled and crawled out.

After all, the man in the room is terrible.

With just one look, their corpse ghost knelt on the ground.

This kind of thing is simply impossible to happen.

But this impossible thing really happened at this moment.

After a while, everyone in the room ran out, and Lin Mo ignored them.

He raised his hand and flicked it, and a ball of spider silk shot out, instantly opening a giant web.

Strangely enough, the cobweb was empty, as if something had been caught in it. Lin Mo pulled the cobweb over and rolled it into a ball very skillfully.

This is the spider silk ball of fear.

The outer layer is spider silk, and the inner layer is wrapped in fear.

The amount of fear caused by so many people being frightened just now is not small. Lin Mo collected it easily. It was completely out of habit, or in other words, it was a compulsive influence of the spider web in his body.

Although Lin Mo has self-awareness, in essence, he is still a spider puppet.

The instinct of the spider puppet is to constantly create fear and collect fear.

What happened just now can only be said to be a professional habit.

At this moment, Lin Mo casually held the spider ball in his hand, and then observed Xi Wenjun.

The other person lowered his head, closed his eyes, and remained motionless.

Like a wax figure.

The terrifying aura that kept strangers away was gone now.

Because of this, those around him dared to get close.

But Lin Mo can be sure that it was not those people who made Xi Wenjun like this, and the other party did not have such ability. Even though some of the dream demons who were controlled just now were powerful.

For example, the zombie who is still kneeling on the ground at this moment should not be able to defeat Xi Wenjun in a fight.

It's not those people. It can only be said that something is wrong with Xi Wenjun himself.

Just like what Lin Mo had observed before, Xi Wenjun should be trying to find a way to get rid of the control of the spider silk.

If that's true, that would be awesome.

You must know that even the terrifying existences in the second-level dream like Lao Shen and the boss's wife cannot resist the control of spider silk. In addition, there are also dream demons in the Broken Mirror who are more powerful than Lao Shen.

These can only be controlled by spiders and become spider puppets.

It stands to reason that Xi Wenjun's rank is an order of magnitude lower than that of Lao Shen and Boss Nian, but he can actually resist spider silk.

If this is not awesome, what is awesome?

Lin Mo looked around Xi Wenjun, looking left and right.

Not to mention, Xi Wenjun’s face is really pretty.

Maybe it's the wedding dress that adds extra points.

Lin Mo reached out and touched Xi Wenjun's arm.

Very stiff.

It's like touching a stone.

He knelt down and touched his legs.

Same thing.

Reach into your clothes and touch.

This is not Lin Mo playing hooligan, he wants to confirm Xi Wenjun's body temperature.

It stands to reason that ghosts are cold and cold.

But at this moment, when I touched Xi Wenjun's skin, it was not as cold as before, and there was still a trace of warmth.

"What a hell!"

Lin Mo immediately realized that something was wrong. There was something very wrong with Xi Wenjun.

My limbs are fine, but my belly is very hot.

Just like a person having a fever.

But Xi Wenjun is a ghost, and it is impossible for a ghost to have such a temperature.

Lin Mo was a little anxious.

He was anxious because he didn't understand the situation and didn't know whether it was good or bad. If Xi Wenjun needed help now, how should he help?

Lin Mo felt that since he was here, he couldn't wait any longer.

Something has to be done.

After much deliberation, I might as well ask the people here first.

Since Xi Wenjun is here, these people might know something.

Lin Mo turned around and looked.

Except for the zombie who was suppressed by him, everyone else, including the dream demon, ran away.

I walked over and looked at the zombie who was still kneeling on the ground.

Corpse incubus generally have no brains.

Or why is there the word "The Walking Dead", so there is no way to ask about this thing, and it is useless to ask.

After thinking for a while, Lin Mo took out a rune paper from his pocket and wrote a rune on it with blood.

Then he slapped it and stuck it on the zombie's forehead.

"stand up!"

After Lin Mo finished speaking, the zombie stood up in a daze.

This is the corpse control talisman.

A very high-end one.

You can easily complete the tasks assigned by Lin Mo.

"Go and capture a few people, alive."

After Lin Mo finished speaking, the zombie rushed out.

Out of sight.

The speed is fast enough, and the strength is not bad.

Anyway, it was more powerful than some ordinary zombies Lin Mo had seen before.

But this thing doesn't seem to be a complete zombie, because you don't need to jump when walking, but for Lin Mo, he can easily handle any zombie dream demon.

A zombie king can make the opponent kneel down directly.

After waiting for a while, the corpse slave came back.

Holding a person in one hand.

The two of them were almost frightened. They were wailing and begging for mercy. After they were thrown on the ground, they were so soft that they were so frightened that they could not stand up.

Lin Mo also didn't care about Hu, so he went up and slapped each one in the face.

Before he wakes up, he smokes another one.

After a few slaps, the two of them calmed down.

After some interrogation, Lin Mo knew the general situation.

I know where this place is, I know the current situation here, and I also know that these people regard Xi Wenjun as some kind of god.
To be continued...