I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 979

thump~
A low bell rang, and all the skeleton soldiers standing in front of Han Dong turned into powder and covered the entire steps in an instant. The next moment, like cutting rice, after the skeleton soldiers collapsed, waves of nightmare insects seemed to There was a bomb hidden in the body, and it seemed to explode suddenly, and all the flesh and carapace exploded.

chi chi chi chi chi

Rows of ghost worms were swept by the sound waves, and the carapaces of flesh and blood exploded, covering the entire steps, and the strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire tower.

The surging tide of ghost worms suddenly slumped, and the flesh and blood covered the entire steps like a thick creeper.

Holding the ancient ghost clock in his hand, Han Dong slowly walked down the steps.

Paji, paji~
Han Dong stepped on the pool of blood, and the sticky feeling from his feet made him feel a little sick.

The previous blow seemed to have frightened the Nightmare Psychic Worm, and he never saw any living Nightmare Psychic Worm appearing all the way.

After walking down another seven or eight steps, Han Dong suddenly saw an open door below, and the light from inside the door shone in softly. This light was much stronger than the candlelight next to the stairs, warm and bright, in the dark After walking for so long, Han Dong felt the urge to go immediately when he saw this door full of sunlight.

Han Dong walked slowly to the door. The soft light inside the door suddenly became dazzling. Looking inside, he couldn't see anything clearly, even his perception was blocked.

A sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of Han Dong's mouth, and he walked towards the open door with the ancient ghost clock in his hand.

As soon as he entered the room, the door behind him closed with a bang, completely isolating the room from the tower behind him.

There was a three-meter-high oil painting hanging in front of the room, which depicted a castle. On the balcony of the castle, an old man in a luxurious dress looked down at the front with a long sword in his hand.

Under the castle, countless nightmare worms are madly attacking the castle wall, and a large number of worms have already stepped on the bodies of their companions and climbed up the wall.

Surrounding the castle, there were terrified warriors. Some clenched their long swords with both hands as if they were ready to resist. Others threw away their long swords and rushed towards the gate of the castle while taking off their armor.

This oil painting seemed to record the moment before the castle was breached by the Nightmare Worm. Han Dong stared at it for a while, then looked in other directions in the room.

On the left hand side of the entrance is a fireplace, and the firewood burning inside makes a "crackling" sound. On the right side is a row of sofas and coffee tables, empty and empty.

crunch, crunch~
There was a slight rubbing sound in the room, and Han Dong followed the sound, and saw a rocking chair next to the fireplace, which was empty, and suddenly shook slightly, as if someone was lying on it.

Call ~
The curtains behind the sofa floated up inexplicably, as if blown by the wind, and hadn't fallen down for a long time.

Click, click~
There was a chewing sound, which sounded like a mouse was chewing on the shell of the nut and scratching at the kernel inside.

A vigilant look appeared on Han Dong's face. In an instant, various sounds rang out in this empty room, the sound of drinking water, the sound of snoring, the sound of tableware hitting each other, loud yelling, and the crying of children Voice……

A small, empty room was noisier than a vegetable market.

Han Dong took a deep breath, and his fingers glowed with the power of the Moon Realm again, and knocked fiercely towards the ancient Nether clock!

Boom!
The invisible sound wave seemed to be startled ripples, continuously spreading towards the surroundings.

Click, click~
First, the slowly shaking rocking chair couldn't withstand the attack of sound waves, and cracks appeared on the surface. Finally, with a "poof", the whole wooden chair scattered into a pile of sawdust, and then the whole room seemed to be blown by a whirlwind. All the items were torn into pieces by the sound waves, and even the surrounding walls had cracks like spider webs.

"This room is more fragile than I imagined!" Looking at the cracks on the surrounding walls, Han Dong's eyes lit up immediately, and his right hand, which was bursting with spiritual light, was about to ring the ancient ghost clock again.

The Nether Ancient Clock originally only had the effect of protecting the soul, but after devouring the Holy Grail of Light, it has the ability to attack from a distance, and it is a relatively special sonic attack.

This kind of sound wave is different from ordinary sound waves. It doesn't need a medium. Even in a vacuum, Han Dong can ring the ancient clock, causing terrible damage.

The only shortcoming was that except for Han Dong, everyone else could not avoid this kind of sound wave damage. When Han Dong was on the stairs before, Han Dong released a sound wave attack. Under the indiscriminate attack, he didn't even let his own undead puppets go.

Therefore, if there are teammates, there is no way to release this attack, unless you want to be a companion killer!
Just when Han Dong was about to ring the ancient clock again, an old voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"Stop it, young man!"

Han Dong stopped his movements and looked around. The voice appeared directly in his mind, and he couldn't tell who the other party was by the voice.

"Come out, or I'll keep knocking until the whole room collapses!" Han Dong shouted.

"Young man, you are too irritable!" This time, an old voice came from the front, and Han Dong looked up. In the oil painting on the front wall, the old man standing with a sword slowly turned his head, He looked towards Han Dong.

Han Dong was startled, and grabbed the ancient Nether clock again. The opponent was obviously not a living person, but more like a ghost. For this kind of undead creature, the ancient Nether clock was definitely its nemesis.

"Don't play tricks, come out!" Han Dong stared at the oil painting with cold eyes.

A moment later, a translucent soul body appeared in front of Han Dong, which looked exactly like the old man in the oil painting, and the position of the old man in the oil painting had become blank.

"Young man, I don't know how you came here, but it seems that you are especially loved by this world..." The old man stared at Han Dong up and down, with a faint smile on his face.

"Who are you, tell me your identity, and where this place is..." Han Dong said in a deep voice while holding the ancient Nether Bell.

"Hehe, do you really want to listen? Speaking of it, this is a very long story..." The old man showed a bitterness on his face, his eyes were slightly closed, and he seemed to be trapped in memories.

"Speaking of which, I was only six years old that year, and I was only the second son of an ordinary lord's family. One day, I was playing by a small river outside the castle, and suddenly a man in a black robe appeared in my In front of you..." The soul of the old man slowly began to tell his own story.

Han Dong listened carefully, but didn't notice that the cracks on the surrounding walls, which were originally affected by the ancient ghost clock, began to disappear quietly and slowly when the old man told his story. The room that was about to collapse, It returned to the way it was before.

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(End of this chapter)