"..."

When I looked at the elegant old man in front of me, I suddenly felt that he was a bit pitiful.

The look he gave himself in the dream should be that of someone in his fifties, which corresponds to the stage of working hard for a hundred days and building the ore town. Psychologically speaking, this represents...

Forget it, no need for psychology, just using Danmaku to know that what he wants to say is that he wants to live another five hundred years!

He himself is also a ruthless person comparable to Tarasha. In order to seal the God of Destruction Baal, the archmage Tarasha directly embedded the Demon King's soul stone into his own body, and then sealed himself into an ancient tomb.

Here, in the endless years, a protracted decisive battle with the devil began.

As for Old Yorkson, in order to have eternal life, long-term protection against the erosion of the world, and resist the invasion of disasters, he summoned the evil existences in the ancient books. According to the records in the books, after being summoned, the interstellar vampires will first

Time attacks the summoner, so the aging body becomes food for the monster.

But Old Yorkson's consciousness, using the secret method obtained behind the dream gate, was successfully integrated into the core of consciousness of an interstellar vampire as it was devoured.

Due to the restrictions of this summoning ritual, the monster will be expelled from this space with the death of the summoner. Old Yorkson's consciousness hides with the monster in a twisted interstellar space, waiting for Father Hook.

Summon him back as planned.

Until this moment, he still confidently believed that he could completely obliterate the consciousness of interstellar vampires and possess an immortal body.

Just like Tarasha was eventually tortured to death by the devil, and his body was also possessed by evil. The implementation of Yorkson Providence's plan also exceeded his expectations.

The first surprise is that the consciousness of interstellar vampires is very different from that of humans. Contrary to the vast sea of ​​consciousness and subconsciousness of humans, the core of consciousness of interstellar vampires is like a dry land.

That narrow piece of land is forever haunted by evil whispers, blasphemous murmurs, deadly chaos, and the eternal thirst for blood and life. Therefore, Old Yorkson can only use complex dream techniques to erode the monster layer by layer.

Awareness, slowly gaining ground.

The second surprise was that Little Hook, who had been entrusted with the important task, did not send a return signal as planned. Even across the distant universe and chaotic space, he could sense that the meme that belonged to him was sleeping quietly.

, no response...

The third accident was based on the first two accidents and appeared over a long period of time——

"Weirdness is an inhuman existence. Trying to control weirdness with a human heart will only lead to misfortune." Old Yorkson lowered his head and spoke in a deep voice as he concluded the conclusion he had drawn.

"The monster consciousness that I stripped away did not completely dissipate. Instead, it squirmed from the debris on the ground into a poisonous snake. When I was concentrating on conquering the city, the venom called madness was injected into my body."

"I have been waiting in the twisted interstellar gap for countless years, almost becoming one with that dead world. Can you imagine? I was locked in a dark cage, my heartbeat and breathing stopped, and I was subjected to the penetration of high-energy particles.

Penetration and radiation, but you can never die..."

"During these horrific years of imprisonment, I found that my behavior was becoming more and more out of control. There was always a period of time every day when I lost control of my body, waving my tentacles in the void, making a sharp sneer, and acting stupidly and ignorantly.

Staggering among the stars..."

"It was then that I realized that the spiritual venom of the interstellar vampire had spread to my entire consciousness. Under the influence of this terrifying power, I was evolving into a monster like it..."

"I urgently need to return to Earth and rely on the Holy Seal and the Door of Dreams to resist the spread, but it seems that I will never be able to wait for the signal of return..."

I am certain that this old man has been shaken a bit.

Father Hook was still alive and well in the following years, and there was no possibility of any accident - this old man might still be living in some corner of the world!

The meme that Old Yorkson mentioned is very similar to the figure I came into contact with in the nightmare in prison. It can be seen that Father Hook used some method to leave the meme to me. But he himself never followed the agreement.

Plan to bring back old friends!

I found that in addition to the obvious nobility in him, there was also a kind of arrogance and conceit that was not easy to detect. It was a sense of superiority based on knowledge, experience, spiritual cultivation and other aspects.

When he took on the responsibility of fighting the "final disaster" alone, he had no companions in his heart.

Such arrogance led him to formulate a crazy plan, which failed miserably after he made a desperate move.

Old Yorkson quickly stood up, regained his expression hidden in the shadows, and seemed to have forgotten his misfortune.

"Old Yorkson, how did you get back here?"

"This may be an accident. Over the long years, my will was gradually assimilated by the interstellar vampires, leaving only the remaining memory part guarding the island of consciousness, surrounded by crazy monster consciousnesses. At this point, I lost the authority to control my body.

Became blind and deaf."

"This interstellar vampire must have regained its cruel nature. It was attracted by the unusual movements in Ore Town and came here through the cracks in the corrosive space. And because the core of its consciousness was seriously injured, it gave me the opportunity to take advantage of it."

I nodded, and I understood this process. At that time, Gray and I were still waiting in the corner, and we both had a good view of the ever-changing battlefield.

But this coincidence... is it really that simple?

"This is the only explanation." Old Yorkson saw through my inner thoughts and replied decisively.

"...It's very rude to read other people's thoughts all the time! Can you restrain yourself?" I said dissatisfied.

But Old Yorkson asked inexplicably: "In this dream, is there any difference between your thoughts and your words to me? Do you really have a vocal organ?"

"Okay... what you said makes sense..."

My current ghost state is like a personal writing board to him?

"Next question, how can I kill the giant Deep One outside?"

"Before I answer your question, let me show you my conversation with Dolanco."

Old Yorkson took me out of the police station and set foot on the stone road again.

The stone road in Ore Town at that time still looked brand new, and the corners showed the traces of the beaten bricks during excavation. But the people on this road showed the effect of double-speed playback, turning into phantoms and passing through my body.

Before the brief encounter, I saw the fearful and confused expressions on the weather-beaten faces of the residents.

Until this moment, Old Yorkson was still the master of this dream. After a snap of his fingers, the rapid flow of time stopped abruptly.

He pushed open the door of his room and stretched out his hand for me to enter. In this room, there was already a big man who was 80% similar to Gotz. The man had shaggy beard and hair, and his expression was ancient. He seemed to have been waiting in the darkness for a long time.

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But the next moment, the walking old Yorkson was frozen in time.
Chapter completed!