The violent wind blew.

There are countless densely packed blood-red eyes in the sky, staring at the earth.

Countless people who make up the earth sleep silently, occasionally emitting shrill moans.

Countless crumbling buildings in the ruins of the city were silent in the bloody light, and the dark windows and doors looked like the lair of evil spirits.

From time to time there are twisted and weird figures crawling on the ground, which are abyssal creatures born in the darkness.

Even if just one of these abyssal creatures appears in reality, it is enough to drive the humans who witness them crazy.

Suddenly there was a flash of light on the road between the dark nests of high-rise buildings in the ruins of the city.

Then a half-bald man wearing a vest and shorts appeared here.

The body of the man in the vest feels vaguely translucent and does not seem to be solid.

Seeing the apocalyptic scene around him, the countless terrifying eyes in the sky, and the twisted human faces that he trampled under his feet, the man in the vest couldn't help shouting in horror:

"What is this place? Where is this!? Let me go back, let me go back!"

Everything around him was enveloped in an aura of madness, bringing him to the edge of madness.

But his shout seemed to be the cry of prey, and a crawling sound and distorted roar immediately came from the surrounding ruins.

The next second, several rotten living corpses with their limbs on the ground crawled out from the dark hollow of the ruins of the building, and rushed towards the man in the vest!

The man in the vest was so frightened that he turned around and ran away, murmuring:

"A dream... this must be a dream... I am having a nightmare..."

The rotting zombies behind him were getting closer and closer. In the blink of an eye, one of the zombies rushed over and bit the man in the vest. He bit off three fingers in an instant while he screamed, causing blood to flow out.

Several other living corpses also pounced on him, trying to cut him into pieces.

At this moment, a heavy ground rumble came, and a monster that was completely connected by blood vessels and nerves and squirmed like a ball of wool emerged from the ground made up of human faces.

Tough blood vessels and nerves entangled the living corpses, tearing them into pieces like sharp blades, and then pounced on the man in the vest.

The man in the vest was shocked and trembling on the spot at this horrific scene.

With a "boom" sound, a humanoid monster with blades all over its body and no skin fell from the sky. Its limbs danced, and the blade was like the wind, instantly cutting the monster made of twisted blood vessels and nerves into pieces.

Before the man in the vest could react, the blade monster had already raised its hand and pierced his heart.

Severe pain was felt, and the man in the vest had completely collapsed and went crazy, moaning from his mouth.

There were still monsters rushing over in the surrounding darkness. The blade monster directly lifted the man in the vest high with one hand, and quickly climbed up to the roof of the ruins of a tall building nearby with his remaining legs and one arm.

He raised his hand and tore the man in the vest in half, bathed in blood, and roared, as if to demonstrate to the monsters in the area.

At this moment, a colorful ray of light suddenly shone from a distance, and in an instant it was in front of the blade monster.

The violent blade monster was shrouded in this glow, and suddenly restrained its ferocious nature, became docile, and quickly lowered its head.

But then he felt boundless anger, resentment, regret, as well as inner excitement and love.

The originally powerful body was instantly distorted by the torn emotions like a storm. He actually raised his hand and began to dig out his own flesh and blood, cutting himself into white bones. Then he fell to the ground from the top of the building and was smashed into pieces.

The colorful glow completely enveloped the area at this time, and countless monsters in the ruins of the city below began to kill each other.

In the center of the glow, there is a monster with eight heads floating and sinking, followed by three mountain-like giants.

They didn't even bother to look at the inferior creatures fighting, but looked at the two human corpses on the roof.

That was the body belonging to the man in the vest.

It seemed that they were not completely dead yet, as the eyes on one of the corpses were still moving.

The five heads of the eight heads frowned, and the other three heads said in unison:

"Strange, the stench of false happiness comes from this humble human being, but this is not a dreamland at all..."

Decay, who looked like a giant skeleton, said:

"Bashou, is there something wrong with your nose? Why don't I smell the stink of false happiness? Are you stalling for time and want to show off more? If you really have this plan, you must tell us three brothers."

Chaos nodded and said solemnly:

"Let's go to your Majesty and complain."

Eighteen sixteen eyes rolled their eyes at the same time, too lazy to answer the question.

During the past few days with the Three Giants of Life, he realized that his previous dislike of the three of them was somewhat unreasonable.

It should obviously be disgusting!

It's really annoying to be rude and need a beating!

If it weren't for the fear of being unable to defeat the Dream Demon in order to support the Three Giants of Life, Bazou would have already left them alone and acted alone.

While Bazou poked out four heads to examine the body of the dead man in the vest, he said quietly with the remaining four heads:

"Why didn't the Master of Life kill the three of you back then? With just this one mistake, he should be trapped in the abyss forever."

The evil being walked casually, and in the blink of an eye he had trampled the ruins of two high-rise buildings. Clumps of twisted biological tissue grew wherever he passed, like strange webs.

said:

"You are a bit of a personal attack. The master of life still likes us three brothers very much. We are sweet-tongued and good at talking."

Chaos also groaned and walked to the other side.

The next moment, the faces of the four abyss strongmen who were still bickering darkened. At the same time, they activated the terrifying power in their bodies and blasted towards a tall building that was only half-remaining!

Eight colorful haloes enveloped the tall building, and the webs of flesh and blood and nerves laid out by evil creatures climbed up and crushed the tall building into pieces. Chaos and decay simultaneously spewed out black winds, blowing towards the ruins of the tall building.

The remaining ruins of the high-rise building instantly collapsed and turned into fly ash and were blown away, revealing a figure frozen by the colorful halo of eight songs.

It was a figure entirely composed of countless flowing black vortices.

Bazou looked at each other and said coldly:

"Nightmare, you still dare to come out? You and your master Dream Demon are in danger. The Lord of the Prison is looking for Dreamland. If you want to survive, you'd better go to the Prison and confess your guilt!"

Evil Life said with excitement:

"Only the fire of purgatory can wash away your sins. Go quickly, Your Majesty and we are waiting."

The figure composed of black vortexes suddenly laughed wildly and said:

"The majestic Eight-Headed Dharma King, a candidate for the Supreme Lord, unexpectedly turned out to be a loyal dog! And you three puppies are simply a joke in the abyss... Do you really think that is the Lord of Prison Suppression? Or,

Do you really think that the Lord of Prison Suppression still has all the power?"

"I have been secretly investigating for a long time. The Lord of the Prison cannot get out of the Prison at all. He himself has now become a prisoner imprisoned by the Prison! Only you poor people still don't understand!"

The Eight-headed Dharma King said solemnly:

"It's ridiculous, you have no idea what you're talking about! Don't talk to me about these arrogant words until you return to the prison!"

The body flowing like a nightmare vortex dissipated in an instant.

All that exists here is his shadow.

When the shadow dissipated, there was still a voice in the wind:

"The dreamland is about to connect to reality. When the dream demon dominates reality, the prison lord is just a joke!"

The Eight-Headed Dharma King and the Three Giants of Life looked at each other with faces as cold as frost.

They must find Dreamland as soon as possible!

…

There are various items in the utility room of the prison. Li Fan once found a chip, a pair of glasses, a comb, and a key here before.

But I never had time to use these items.

Now if you look closely, you can see that the chips are actually the blood chips in the blood chip casino.

I wonder if the Lord of Prison Suppression often went to the casino run by the Lord of Destiny in the past.

Now this thing is completely useless and was thrown away by Li Fan.

There are only a few items left, so we can only return to reality and study them again.

Li Fan continued to rummage inside, but to his disappointment, most of the items were damaged and could not be used.

And they are mainly made up of daily necessities, which look like they are completely created on the earth.

I don’t know whether these things were like this when they were first made, or whether they changed according to the consciousness of the prison lord.

Perhaps during the time of the former Lord of Prison Suppression, the items here looked completely different. Only after Li Fan completely mastered the Prison Suppression did the things here become consistent with Li Fan's cognition.

There is an archive next door that is full of paper files. The files are all in Chinese characters. This should be the same principle.

After all, he is the master of the prison and controls everything here.

Holding a broom and a dustpan, the prison master rummaged and swept, sweeping the useless and obviously damaged things into a pile.

In the end, we found dozens of items that seemed to be usable, but most of them were daily necessities, and there were even a few cloaks and gloves.

The only weapon he had was a rusty-looking bronze dagger.
To be continued...