I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 480

Han Dong stood in the middle of the narrow room, with rubbish all over the floor under his feet. At this moment, the movement outside the door became louder and louder. Knocking on the door, no, it has now become a smashing door.

The sound of slamming the door became louder and louder, and even the anti-theft door began to tremble slightly, and some dust fell, which made Han Dong a little worried, and the next moment the anti-theft door was directly smashed down.

"What's the situation..." Han Dong muttered to himself, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

At this time, Han Dong, with the lever attached to a body with only a little physical quality, feeling this weak body, Han Dong was sure that this man named Nuowei had probably lived a very miserable and painful life before his death.

Ignoring the loud sound of the door being smashed, Han Dong began to search in the room of less than ten square meters.

The cramped room consisted of a simple single bed, a double-door wardrobe, and a desk with a TV on it.

A coffee table full of rubbish and a dirty sofa make the whole room look very shabby.

In addition, there is a bathroom facing the single bed. The door of the bathroom is open, and the faucet inside seems not to be tightened, and there is a sound of "tick-tick-tick" water dripping.

This is a shabby single apartment. I don't know how long this man named Nuowei has lived here. Looking at the garbage on the ground, he has been staying at home for at least a month or two, and even put After eating all the food at home, he would rather starve to death than go out.

After a brief search, Han Dong found no food, and was a little disappointed.

Nuo Wei's body is too weak. If he doesn't eat something, Han Dong may not be able to last for 24 hours.

Boom, boom, boom~
The sound of slamming the door became more urgent, and it had already started to slam and kick. The door was smashed "bang bang", but it was still firm.

"It's been 5 minutes, this takeaway guy has really good physical strength!" A smile appeared on the corner of Han Dong's mouth, and he glanced at the door.

The next moment, the door suddenly became quiet, and there was no sound, no knocking on the door, no kicking, not even the footsteps of the takeaway brother leaving, as if he suddenly stopped all movements, just Standing quietly at the door.

It took less than a second from the extremely noisy sound to the extremely quiet. Han Dong couldn't help frowning due to this weird situation, and even subconsciously wanted to open the door to see if there was really standing outside the door. A delivery guy.

However, just when this thought arose, Han Dong Duoshe's body began to frantically warn him again, as if as long as he opened the door, something unexpected and terrible would happen.

"This guy named Nuowei, did he starve to death, or was he scared to death? Could it be that he has a mental illness?" Han Dong couldn't help but sighed. He didn't get the memory of the other party, which made it difficult for Han Dong to understand him now. In such a situation, everything can only be more careful!

"Fill yourself with water first, and then try to meditate. This body is too much work now!" Han Dong shook his head, thinking to himself.

At this time, Han Dong felt as if he was wearing a heavy armor. This feeling was even more uncomfortable than becoming an ordinary person again.

Walking into the bathroom slowly, Han Dong struggled to turn on the faucet, and a thin stream of water flowed out from the faucet.

There wasn't even a toothbrush in the bathroom, so Han Dong could only use his hands to collect the water, and when it was full, he brought it to his mouth and drank it.

After taking a few mouthfuls of cold tap water, Han Dong felt more refreshed, raised his head, and looked towards the glass mirror in front of the sink.

In the glass mirror, a thin figure appeared, with sunken eye sockets, dark circles around the eyes, protruding cheekbones, no trace of blood or muscle on the cheeks, and dull eyes, looking like a seriously ill patient.

Staring at himself in the mirror, Han Dong felt some inexplicable fear in his heart. He frowned slightly, splashed another handful of cold water on his face, rubbed his cheek vigorously, and walked out of the bathroom, ready to try meditation.

When Han Dong left the bathroom, there was no one in front of the sink, but in the glass mirror, there was still a figure of Novi staring blankly ahead, as if Han Dong had never left before.

The moment Han Dong stepped out of the bathroom, Nuo Wei, who had originally had blank eyes in the mirror, suddenly turned his head and looked at Han Dong's back. An eerie smile.

Han Dong didn't notice anything wrong. After drinking tap water, he regained some strength. He walked to the single bed, kicked off his shoes, sat cross-legged on it, and began to meditate, ready to try meditation for the first time.

At this time, Han Dong seemed to be in contact with meditation for the first time. Starting from the simplest meditation, he tried to open the door of the soul step by step.

Meditation is the foundation of a healer, as long as he can successfully perform meditation, it means that he has touched the door of the extraordinary, and at least he can recover some strength.

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The speed at which Han Dong succeeded in meditating was much faster than he had imagined. The moment he successfully entered into meditation, Han Dong entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

At this time, the sea of ​​consciousness is pitch black, and the dry sea of ​​spirit is only a shallow layer, but above the head, there are many stars shining!

Zhou Tiandou!

The divine talent, Zhou Tianxingdou, was not blocked because of Han Dong's transmigration. This is simply good news that couldn't be better.

"After entering the gate of nightmare, the skill tree will be sealed. Once any spiritual spell is cast, it will be locked by the consciousness of the new world, and then it will be driven or even attacked. However, in my sea of ​​consciousness, there is no skill tree and soul gate. , only Spirit Sea and Zhou Tian Xingdou!" Han Dong thought to himself: "Does this mean that I can gradually restore my original strength and cultivation through practice in the new world!"

This was good news for Han Dong.Although even if Han Dong regained his cultivation, as long as he casts spiritual spells in the new world, he will be locked and driven away by the will of the world, but having a sword and not having a sword are two completely different concepts!

Abyss Tentacle Meditation Idea!
Han Dong naturally used the abyss tentacles meditation idea, and the eight tentacles phantoms began to slowly appear behind Han Dong. This phantom is just the projection of Han Dong's spiritual will, and does not have a substance, so it will not be recognized by the world consciousness. felt.

The foggy nightmare tentacles penetrated into the void, began to continuously extract the power of nightmare, then compressed and purified, turned into the purest spiritual energy, and merged into Han Dong's sea of ​​consciousness.

Leaving the nightmare world, the efficiency of the nightmare tentacles absorbing the power of nightmares drops sharply, at most only one-tenth of that in the nightmare world. none.

Even so, in Han Dong's sea of ​​consciousness, there was still a drizzle of drizzle, and spiritual energy kept falling into the sea of ​​spirit, replenishing the nearly dry sea of ​​spirit.

At this moment, one of the transparent spiritual tentacles suddenly trembled twice, as if sensing something, it began to absorb the power of this strange world.

A gray breath began to infiltrate from the tip of this spiritual tentacle, and slowly spread out.

However, just when the gray aura had diffused by one-tenth, the mental tentacle suddenly twisted violently and kept shaking, throwing all the gray aura out of the body and returning to a transparent state.

It seems that the spiritual tentacle is full of dislike for the world power of this strange world, just like a child who sees delicious food, picks it up and tastes it, and finds it is not to his appetite, so he re-chews the food he has chewed twice. Spit it out, and at the same time spit out two mouthfuls of smear in disgust.

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(End of this chapter)