Soul echo

Chapter 70 Dream Walker ([-])
Hundreds of limbs hang down, born from a dream, the eyes of the evil beast that feeds on human souls are glaring, and hundreds of thousands of eyeballs are turning back and forth, adapting to this body.

In order to fight against Zhong Ye, it had to speed up its hatching speed, but Zhong Ye's speed of cutting the thread of dream was much faster than its hatching speed.

When Zhong Ye cut off the last silk thread, it had lost all nourishment before it was fully formed.

Afterwards, Zhong Ye even launched the 'final blow'. In order to save its life, it had no choice but to give up hatching.

The price is that its original body is completely melted and merged into the giant cocoon.

The original body disappeared, and only this tattered body could be used. The evil beast had to adapt again, because its soul was not prepared for this body.

It was also at this time that that damned human attacked it again!
The wicker-like limbs swung and turned into steel-like spears in the air, shooting at Zhong Ye who was striding forward.

Why so persistent?
The warrior running on the roof of the house suddenly stamped his feet, jumped sideways, and dodged the dozens of long spears.

The steel-like limbs slashed across the roof, plowing out many cracks, hitting the wall, and even piercing it directly.

The warrior landed lightly, and as soon as his toes touched the ground, he floated forward again. After one or two steps, he flew across the long street like a strong wind.

Why are you so reckless!

The limbs were pulled down one after another, and Zhong Ye dodged left and right. Even if the huge cocoon's limbs could crack the ground and shatter the walls, as long as they missed, it would be equivalent to non-existence to him.

The monster in the giant cocoon screamed, frantically flicked its limbs, and lashed at the surrounding houses.

Zhong Ye opened his eyes wide with anger, and immediately swung his sword, cutting off several limbs that came.

Cutting off the thread of dream will make people fall into a dream, and cutting off the limbs of this evil beast whose body is made of dreams, of course it will!

Zhong Ye's movements were obviously sluggish, and his eyes lost their luster. A sinister laughter resounded from within the giant cocoon, and his frantically swinging limbs suddenly pointed in the same direction.

And at the moment before death, Zhong Ye's eyes jumped up, and his will returned to his body.

The wind of despair and death beat on his face, but he didn't show the slightest fear.

The tops of the sharp limbs were already in sight, and under the moonlight, they were glowing with metallic luster.

Countless steel spears pointed from all directions, and the center point was where he was standing.

Just in time, the idea flashed!
The upper body leaned back, the muscles of the waist, thighs and calves tensed up, and the power throughout the whole body was poured into the ground at this moment, and the Mother Earth also gave him the same "love" at this moment.

boom!boom!boom!boom--

Zhong Ye retreated violently, followed by countless limbs of the monster.

They bombarded the ground, whipped the wall, smashed the eaves, and shattered the ground, but they could only hit the images left on the road, but couldn't hit Zhong Ye himself.

The monster in the giant cocoon became more and more violent. It 'walked' towards Zhong Ye, retracted the limbs that had been extended to the limit or pierced into the ground, and then flung them out again.

Zhong Ye kept backing away, his eyes fixed on the monster, but he never found a chance to strike again.

——The power gap between him and it is really too big!
"……what!!!"

At this moment, a voice that didn't know whether it was a scream, a scream, or both sounded.

After the thread of dream was cut, the city awoke.

Zhong Ye panicked and looked in the direction of the sound, and then found that the monster also responded to the sound.

How to do?
The panic only existed in his mind for a moment, before Zhong Ye calmed down and stopped in his tracks.

Lifting the big sword, bent his knees, and lowered his body.

The sound of the wind leaked from the gap between the teeth, the warrior swallowed the air, and ran wildly in the face of the surging steel whip.

As expected, the monster's attention was drawn back, and then Zhong Ye stepped on the ground, jumped onto its limbs, stepped on its limbs, and ran towards its torso.

First he was stunned for a moment, then he flew into a rage.

"Xiao——!"

The limbs moved, and the furious monster focused all its attention on Zhong Ye, and the power of the dream appeared again.

But this time, Zhong Ye did not fall into a dream again!

——Every time he falls into a dream, he can wake up faster than the last time; every time he falls into a dream, his will becomes stronger!

Now, he has been able to resist the dream power of that monster, and will not be pulled into dreams by it again.

Although the dream contained his wishes and the future he wished to see, it was just a 'dream' after all and could not satisfy his greed.

Even on turbulent limbs, warriors are walking on flat ground.

He ran forward steadfastly, jumping from limb to limb, dodging and parrying, and the raging monster couldn't hit his body at all.

The monster became more and more angry, and the strong anger made it touch the depths of the soul, unsealing the power hidden at this level.

Its name is, 'psychic power'!
The power of vastness erupted suddenly, turning into lightning and galloping through the atmosphere.

The thunderbolt struck Zhong Ye's body, causing his muscles to lock together, his body froze, and he fell into the waves of his limbs.

From rage to ecstasy, it only took a moment.

Feeling that damned human fell into his grasp, the monster hiding in the giant cocoon let out a shrill laugh and curled its limbs back.

at this time--

A huge ax smashed into the monster's torso with whining wind, and a figure roared and rushed into the monster's thousands of limbs.

Zhong Ye opened his eyes, watching a tall giant rushing into the limbs, his lips trembled, but he couldn't open his mouth.

The giant man picked up Zhong Ye, lowered his head and knocked out the locks on his limbs. After breaking away from the siege, he watched the monster in the distance vigilantly, and asked in a rough voice, "Boy, are you still alive?"

"good……"

Zhong Ye clenched his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from his throat.

His injuries were serious, not only his skin and muscles, but also his internal organs and nerves were severely damaged.

The brain seemed to be boiled, and the hot current was circulating in the head, and every breath was a torment to the throat.

If he still had the physique of the earth period, he might have died after suffering such a heavy blow.

But now not only is he not dead, his injuries are still gradually recovering under the circulation of breath—even if this speed is very slow.

As a big city, Belgrade naturally has extraordinary people.

The giant man is one of the supernatural beings in this city, but he was infected with the "plague" of the dream, and it was difficult to escape from the dream.

If Zhong Ye hadn't made a move, he might have died for no apparent reason in his sleep.

"Thank you, boy."

The giant man gently put Zhong Ye on the ground and moved his joints, "Thank you for protecting this city and all living people in this city at the expense of your life. Leave the rest to us!"

"Be careful..." Zhong Ye endured the pain, and squeezed out a voice through his teeth, "Hit that... monster, and you will... fall into a dream!"

The giant man's face turned serious, he nodded silently, and charged towards the giant cocoon.

Zhong Ye turned his head sideways and watched the giant man's back go away. Just doing this consumed all his physical strength.

Suddenly, Zhong Ye felt someone approaching, turned his head with difficulty, and saw a middle-aged woman wearing a colorful robe and holding a scepter.

"You are a good boy."

Facing Zhong Ye, the middle-aged woman with a stern expression softened her expression, her thin and stern face softened, squatted down, and helped Zhong Ye up from the ground.

Zhong Ye originally wanted to refuse, after all, his current body was unable to move at all, but after being gently lifted up by the middle-aged woman, he found that his injuries had healed!
His eyes widened in shock, Zhong Ye was speechless, speechless.

The middle-aged woman smiled at him, then raised her scepter and pointed it at the giant cocoon.

As if struck by lightning, the monster was just about to attack the giant, when its thousands of limbs froze in mid-air.

At the right time, the giant man shouted angrily and swung a heavy punch.

The fist blasted out, and hundreds of limbs were broken in response.

- Extraordinary!
The monster was no match for the giant man at all, its steel-like limbs couldn't pierce his skin at all, and even the whipping was nothing but itching.

Even if the giant man is pulled into the dreamland and let it attack casually, it is difficult for it to hurt the giant man.

Zhong Ye subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword, but the middle-aged woman pressed her shoulder.

Looking around in a daze, the middle-aged woman shook her head slightly and held up her scepter again.

"[Take off force]."

Words have power too, and when the word is blurted out, the cocoon's tentacles drop down, and they fall into the street.

"I want to kill that monster as soon as possible." Zhong Ye pursed his lips, and gently took off the middle-aged woman's hand from her shoulder, "In this way, more losses can be avoided."

The middle-aged woman looked at him in surprise, and then her eyebrows became softer.

"You are a good boy... I didn't think of this, and almost caused more losses to this city, and caused those innocent people to lose their lives for nothing."

Zhong Ye pursed his lips and smiled, put the big sword on his shoulder, and started to run in big strides.

The middle-aged woman waved the scepter to bless him with many magical spells.

The dead skin covering his body, as well as the pieces of clothes scorched by lightning, peeled off.

Zhong Ye breathed, and the breath circulated continuously in his body, accumulating even stronger power.

After running across two long streets, Zhong Ye saw the giant man who was frozen in place, and saw the giant cocoon lying on the ground and getting up tremblingly.

Under the moonlight, with a long roar, he drew out his great sword.

(End of this chapter)