I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 11 Killed
Ancient Chia script is too far away for ordinary people, just like the oracle bone inscriptions on earth are only known to ordinary people, but no one cares about the specifics.

Lin Zhen stared at Han Dong's back for a long time, seeing that he didn't notice anything unusual, a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

After a while, Lin Zhen didn't seem to give up. He looked around and found that there were not many people around, so he slowly took off his glasses. Soon, a purple light burst out from the depths of his eyes, and it appeared immediately. passed away.

"Hey, it turns out that he is just an ordinary person without any spiritual power. Moreover, his spiritual power is even lower than that of ordinary people..." Lin Zhen shook his head in disappointment. After putting on his glasses again, he stood up and took the He picked up a book he had just read and walked towards the borrowing office.

Originally, I thought I would meet a seedling who was a spiritual master apprentice, but the result was disappointing.

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Han Dong didn't know that he had been observed for a long time, but he was just concentrating on studying the pronunciation rules of ancient Chia script. Most of the pronunciation rules of ancient Chia script in this book were speculations, which were not completely correct, but Han Dong still The harvest is huge. After all, all the speculations are based on the existing discoveries, not random guesses. When he enters the nightmare world again at night, with the ancient Xiya dictionary inside, Han Dong can quickly master the pronunciation of that spell.

The day passed like this, and when I got home, my mother had not returned from overtime work, and my sister had already prepared meals, but she ate them ahead of time, and the meals were all warm in the pot.

"It's back to the way it was before..." Han Dong sighed slightly, ate dinner hastily, after washing up, returned to the bedroom, and quickly lay down on the bed.

He already has some understanding of the pronunciation rules of Ancient Chia, and if nothing else happens, he can read that spell completely today.

"I hope I don't miss too many mistakes!" Han Dong sighed, closed his eyes, and soon his consciousness fell into darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Dong heard a strong knocking sound.

Boom, boom, boom~
Opening his eyes, he entered the room in the previous nightmare again. The zombie roared wildly from outside the closed door, as if he had been stimulated by something.

Han Dong glanced at the wooden door, a little worried about whether it could withstand such a strong impact.

"What should I do if the zombies rush in?" Han Dong sat up and stared at the door with a very nervous look. After a long time, the door was not broken through, so he relaxed a little and thought about it Thinking about it, I decided to learn that meditation method completely.

chah~
There was a slight rubbing sound, and in the darkness, a small flame lit up.

After lighting the candle, Han Dong didn't dare to delay for a moment. He opened the dictionary and began to compare and verify it with his research during the day.

The impact outside the door became more violent. The zombie didn't seem to know the pain and fatigue. Accompanied by the impact, there were bursts of low growls from its throat, just like a wounded beast.

Han Dong was unmoved, he didn't even tremble when turning the pages of the book, his eyes were fixed on the dictionary and the meditation notes.

"There are a total of six mistakes in the pronunciation rules, but they have little effect on the incantation!" Han Dong pointed at the incantation with his finger, comparing it word by word.

This spell has a total of eighteen words, which have no connection with each other, just a simple pile of words.

"ang, xi, fagey, sita, limins, kuwo,..."

Familiar with the pronunciation rules, it is not difficult to recite this mantra. Han Dong desperately memorized these eighteen words.

bang, bang~
The sound of hitting the wooden door became more and more violent. Han Dong even heard the friction sound of the wooden door because it couldn't bear the impact. He didn't have much time left.

Kacha~
The sound of cracking rang in Han Dong's ears, making his heart sink. He turned his head and looked.

The wooden door was crumbling, sawdust flying, and the zombie desperately struggled to get in through the big hole, its two paws constantly beating on the broken wooden door.

"Its power is at least twice that of an ordinary adult..." Han Dong watched the zombie completely shatter the wooden door, and such an idea came to his mind inexplicably.

At this moment, Han Dong was sitting blankly in front of the desk, as if frightened, watching the zombies break in, unable to do anything.

Soon the zombies rushed into the room and rushed towards Han Dong. Han Dong suddenly shuddered, as if thinking of something, grabbed the wooden chair under him, shouted, and rushed towards the zombies. When the zombie was less than one meter away from him with its claws raised, Han Dong suddenly raised the wooden chair and threw it at the zombie.

Kacha~
The wooden chair hit the zombie hard, but it only staggered. The zombie didn't seem to have suffered much damage, but the wooden chair shattered, leaving only half of the wood in Han Dong's hand. chair legs.

"Its body is as hard as a rock..." Han Dong was a little surprised. The zombie's body had rotted into a bad shape, with bones exposed in many places, but he didn't expect such a severely damaged body to be so strong.

Han Dong's pupils shrank, and he stepped back step by step. At this moment, he felt the threat of death.

The dim candlelight kept flickering, and the zombie kept making low growls of "ho ho". In its scarlet eyes, there was a ferocious and tyrannical look, and it approached Han Dong step by step.

Bang!
Han Dong's back was pressed against the cold wall, and he had no way to retreat at this time.

Damn!

Han Dong turned his head and quickly ran to the side, but he didn't expect the zombie's speed to increase sharply. Although it was dragging an injured right leg, its sprinting speed was even faster than Han Dong's.

There was a strong smelly wind coming from his ears, Han Dong's heart sank, and then he was thrown to the ground by the zombies. The sharp claws easily cut Han Dong's neck, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

Han Dong only felt a sharp pain in his neck, and then his eyes went dark, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

chi chi chi~
The zombie's two claws, like sharp knives, kept cutting Han Dong's body, and a large amount of plasma gushed out until the whole corpse was cut into palm-sized pieces of meat, and the zombie stopped moving, slowly He stood up, bent his back, and slowly moved out of the room.

In the nightmare world, next to Han Dong's body, a black robe suddenly appeared intact, with a faint white fluorescence emitting from its surface. After a while, the fluorescence dissipated, and the robe returned to its previous appearance, lying quietly on the ground.

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Hoo, hoo, hoo~
Han Dong opened his eyes abruptly, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he felt indescribable pain all over his body, as if his body had been divided by countless sharp knives.

He was lying on his back on the bed, the muscles in his neck twitched intermittently, and he still had the severe pain from being roughly cut.

"I, I was killed by it?"

The ferocious face of the zombie with its mouth wide open clearly remained in Han Dong's memory, and its movements like a wild beast left a deep impression on Han Dong.

The sense of oppression coming to him and his sense of helplessness made Han Dong's face terribly gloomy.

"That's not a monster I can deal with at all!" Han Dong reached out and instinctively touched his neck, and slowly sat up from the bed, leaning his back against the head of the bed.

Although there were no wounds on the skin of his neck, he still felt bursts of pain, and his head felt like it was being pricked by a needle.

Fortunately, this pain gradually disappeared with the passage of time, which gradually calmed down Han Dong's mood.

"The door has been destroyed, what should I do next time I enter?" Thinking of this, Han Dong, who had calmed down, became anxious again.

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(End of this chapter)