"Bangdang~Bangdang~"

In the sound of mechanical vibrations from far to near, Wang Changle gradually regained his six senses, and the darkness in front of his eyes gradually dissipated.

He subconsciously touched his back. The material packages he carried and the equipment he wore had all disappeared. Being mentally prepared, he sighed.

Wang Changle saw in front of him a candlestick emitting dim soft light, a goblet full of red wine, and a steaming steak, and melodious and joyful tunes echoed in his ears.

When he raised his eyes again, he found that he was sitting at a gorgeous dining table. When his consciousness returned, the scene in all directions became clearer.

However, what surprised Wang Changle was that he was unable to sense the existence of Opal and Black Hoof, nor did he see any other participants in the battle.

When he thought of something, he rubbed the carpet with complicated patterns under his feet and opened the curtains beside him.

"Shua"

There was only the receding darkness outside the window, and himself reflected in the mirror, shrouded in gray and black mist. Wang Changle frowned slightly, and the strange feeling in his heart became more intense.

However, Wang Changle can be considered to have some understanding of the current environment. He is in a restaurant bar on a train that is constantly moving forward.

The carriage of this music restaurant and bar is very large, covering hundreds of square meters. The walls are covered with yellow and white wallpaper, and there are several crystal chandeliers on the top, swaying slightly in the movement of the train.

Picture frames and decorations are hung on the wallpaper, with a warm-toned style. Apart from being slightly empty, everything still looks warm and pleasant.

But for some reason, while the strange feeling in Wang Changle's heart intensified, a feeling of uneasiness was also slowly growing.

When he held the candlestick close to the car window and wanted to see the scene outside the window clearly, he found that the darkness outside the window had not weakened in the slightest.

On the contrary, looking at the endless darkness, what made Wang Changle conceive of the 'regression' was not the darkness, but the illusion of some kind of twisting and squirming living thing.

"Bo"

A slight sound came from the window, as if some kind of sticky flesh was detaching from the glass. The distorted illusion disappeared instantly, but the darkness outside did not change at all.

Wang Changle put down the candlestick, and after thinking to no avail, he began to observe the restaurant carefully.

But everything seemed ordinary, not much different from the restaurants and bars he had been to before.

Until Wang Changle raised the goblet and saw the photo frames hanging on the wall through the wine in the goblet, his eyes froze for a moment.

Although the landscapes depicted in these paintings are very different, each one seems to reveal a town in different directions under the reflection of the scarlet wine.

But when he removed the goblet, those 'towns' disappeared suddenly, and this moment caught his attention again.

Wang Changle raised the goblet again and tried to take a closer look, but the painting in his eyes was blurry again, as if separated by a layer of water mist. It might be an illusion once, but it would never be the same twice.

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The weirdness everywhere in this music restaurant immediately made him alert, and convinced him that the 'uneasiness' in his heart should be an early warning of some kind of danger.

Wang Changle glanced at the darkness outside the window, and couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart. He must figure out the weirdness of this restaurant as soon as possible, otherwise, the longer time passes, the 'uneasiness' and 'illusion' will most likely turn into reality.

"簌猌"

Wang Changle frowned, suppressed the growing uneasiness in his heart, raised the goblet, and was about to stand up to check the photo frame.

The next moment, four or five figures suddenly appeared in the empty restaurant car, one of whom was at the dining table to his left.

Due to the obstruction of the gray and black mist, Wang Changle could not clearly see their appearance and physical signs, but he could sense that the souls of these people were not weak. He immediately understood that these should be the participants in this round of battle.

As for why he appeared at the dining bar first, and why other participants appeared one after another, this should have something to do with the strength of his soul.

Wang Changle's current soul strength is 75 points. This attribute is outstanding even in the sixth-level soul system.

As for why Opal and Black Hoof did not show up, he guessed that it had something to do with some of the banned permissions, and that this music restaurant should be some kind of level set up in the second round of the battle for hegemony.

The reason why it is said to be a certain level rather than a promotion point is not only due to the consideration of the 30-person battle scenario, but also the key page is the purpose of this event where the strongest compete for hegemony.

It is known that the fourth game was an arena battle in the Void Arena, and the fifth game was a battle among the top ten. There were 300,000 spectators and participants. It is not difficult to imagine that these manpower naturally included major figures from all ethnic groups.

Dude.

In other words, these two games are the final outcome of the "battle of the strongest" between the major camps in the void to divide their interests.

So the first three rounds of the strongest battles are naturally preparations for the next two battles. The purpose is the same as the first battle, to pass different levels of levels to select strong enough participants.

Wang Changle and the five newly emerged combatants were able to teleport earlier than the others. This was due to their superior soul strength.

The advantage he had by arriving early was not to wait for other participants, who were all competitors.

If you can make good use of this weak time difference and break through this level early, you will definitely be able to establish an advantage.

"Bala"

Thinking of this, the sense of urgency in Wang Changle's heart suddenly increased, and he stood up suddenly. Due to the excessive movement, the steak fell to the floor.

But just as he was distracted, several more combatants appeared in front of the dining table. In almost a few seconds, 1 to 3 combatants would appear.

And every time someone appears, the same candlestick, red wine and food will appear on the dining table, and even the placement is the same, as if they are gift packages for newbies issued by some kind of 'program'.

When he raised the goblet again, he found that the color of the "town" painting in the photo frame on the wallpaper became more vivid.

But the picture became increasingly blurry, as if the ink was twisting and torn apart, turning the flesh and bones into a puddle of mixed minced meat.

This change made Wang Changle excited. He immediately stopped paying attention to the words that sounded in the restaurant bar. Instead, he once again focused all his attention on the 'painting' in the photo frame, paying attention to every change in the 'painting'.

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I didn't even notice that the pattern on the carpet under my feet came to life at some point, and the steak that fell on the ground disappeared.

"Pa bang bang~"

When the number of combatants in the dining bar exceeded twenty, the smudged and distorted colors gradually scattered into irregular patterns.

Suddenly, a series of crisp sounds came from the window, as if something was beating on the window, urgent and dense.

Wang Changle only glanced at it with his peripheral vision, and found that although it was still dark outside the window, the darkness was no longer 'retrograde', and there was no longer a sense of 'endless' emptiness, and even the 'clang' of the train had disappeared.

On the contrary, the inexplicable squeezing became stronger, as if something was attached to the car window again.

The strong sense of unreality made him focus his attention on the painting, and he immediately noticed something abnormal.

I saw that the originally smudged, twisted and irregularly distributed ink color condensed into the outline of a human figure.

"簌猌"

The number of combatants in front of the dining table continues to increase. With each additional person, the gray-black mist on the people around them spreads in all directions.

At the same time, the outline of the human figure in the 'painting' became clearer and clearer, and the darkness that invaded and oppressed became more intense, making Wang Changle's feeling of uneasiness even stronger.

"Boom!"

"Darkness, red wine, sly paintings, programs... humanoid shapes... gray fog..."

After dozens of seconds of observation and a strong sense of distortion, Wang Changle, who was mumbling to himself, seemed to have grasped something. He stood up and rushed to the compartment door behind him. At the same time as him, there were two people sitting at the front of the car on the other side.

He kicked the car door, which buzzed but did not move at all. On the contrary, his legs were shaking in pain and his bones were cracked.

In an instant, all kinds of strange things flashed through my mind, and my guess was confirmed. This was indeed a dream!

"laugh"

The next moment, Wang Changle picked up the table knife and stabbed it through his throat, suffocating his breath.

Just as he was lying on his back, the last combatant appeared in front of the dining table, the candlelight was extinguished and gray mist filled the air.

In the haziness, Wang Changle seemed to see the photo frame in the gray fog, broken into slag, and the ink figure in the photo frame jumped out ferociously.

There was an instant confrontation between two people in front of the dining table, but his seat was empty.

"Bang"

A dull sound suddenly sounded, and the carpet pattern under Wang Changle came to life, engulfing him in an instant, and his vision fell into darkness.

When he opened his eyes again, he had appeared in front of the dining table again, in the empty dining bar.

However, there are only red wine and candlesticks on the table, no steak, cutlery, and no music. There are no picture frames and wallpaper decorations on the walls. The mottled walls make everything look old and dated.

Even outside the window, there is no longer darkness, but a wilderness filled with thick fog, which makes people look at it for a long time. It can't help but feel a bit quiet and peaceful.

"Huhu"

Wisps of wind blew along the gaps, making the feathers on Wang Changle's body rustle and making the candlelight flicker.

After he looked around and found nothing, he raised his head and looked at the feathered bird's head reflected on the glass, the endless gray fog floating outside the window, and the town hidden in the distance of the fog, quietly lost in thought.

It was a town that was just like the one in the "painting". As the train accelerated, Wang Changle found that he was getting closer to that town. It seemed that he would be able to reach it in just a little while.

"A superimposed multiple dream..."

At just the first glance, Wang Changle knew that he was still trapped in a dream. The gray-brown mist was a unique scene in dreams.

He looked at the mist outside the window. Because he didn't know how many layers this 'multiple dream' had, he didn't use the 'suicide' trigger method to forcefully break through the dream.

But since it is a 'dream', whether it is a 'conscious dream' or a 'multiple dream', it is a special realm.

Entry requires a corresponding key or medium. This medium can be pure spiritual power, or it can be some kind of artifact, or a mark, or some kind of ritual.

Breaking through the limitations of dreams also requires destroying the medium. Wang Changle, who could not find the medium after observing the restaurant for several minutes, decided to do the opposite.

The medium is the key to entering the dream, and it is also the node or portal of the dream. If you cannot find the portal, just demolish the house.

Just like Mr. J relied on his powerful combat power to break through the shackles of dreams, destroying the structure of dreams and thus crushing the medium in reverse.

Thinking of this, Wang Changle immediately set his sights on the dining bar that was the subject of the two dreams, grabbed the candlestick and lit the curtain by the window.
To be continued...