Collapse of Iron Cultivating the Star God was exposed, breaking the defense of Ruan Mei

“Am I super?!”The messenger exclaimed, and saw that the frost wrapped around the upper body of the young knight was suddenly shattered.

It held a bone nail with a pale cold light, drew a dangerous arc in mid-air, and stabbed the messenger.

The messenger hurriedly controlled the memory. , turned into frost and wrapped around the little knight’s body again.

The frost solidified, turned into an ice shell, and wrapped around the little knight’s body layer by layer.

Without thinking too much, the messenger borrowed the power from the other rememberers around, It poured down on the little knight.

The little knight was covered in layers of frost and finally stopped moving.

The shining bone nails were pressed against the messenger’s mirrored face.

A crack also appeared. If the messenger reacted If you were any slower, you would be pierced by the little knight’s bone nail.

Previously, the messenger had seen the power of that bone nail when he was facing death. He could easily severely injure him as a fan of the Memory Realm by just waving it. The cause of something is heading towards death.

Although the Memory Meme is different from the Memory Domain Meme, they essentially rely on memory, emotion and consciousness to exist.

But the Little Knight’s Bone Nail has the ability to turn these into emptiness. Power.

In other words, the ability to pull the conscious and subconscious into the unconscious.

This is why the messenger is always afraid of the Little Knight.

This unborn insect god is the nemesis of memory.

This is why they take risks, and also The reason for capturing it

“But it’s still settled. You and I will move it into the Memory Realm and find an opportunity to send it to Shanjiantian again.”

The messenger breathed a sigh of relief and said to the handsome figures around him.

The messengers who had been messengered nodded one after another, and the messenger closest to the messenger stepped forward,”The messenger is right, don’t worry about the long night.————”

The words of the rememberer were suddenly stuck in mid-air.

Above his blurry figure, a burst of orange-yellow suddenly appeared.

The orange-yellow seemed like a stream of light and essence, a dream and a madness.

“messenger————”He opened his mouth to speak, but orange-yellow pus came out in the air.

The messenger hurriedly dodged, but he didn’t know what happened.

I can only watch helplessly as the body of the Reminder swells, becomes deformed, and is filled with dark yellow pus.

“What is this?!”The messenger fell into panic.

Even in Liuguang Yiting’s stored memory, he had never seen such a strange scene.

Not only the rememberer in front of her, but also seven or eight rememberers, there were also orange-yellow stains on them. The pustules, with strange liquid flowing in them, seemed to be brewing madness.

The messenger finally realized that the situation had changed. They were being followed by the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole.

Before she had time to think about it, she reached out and grabbed the little boy who was frozen in place. The knight wanted to keep the hard-earned loot.

But at this moment, a crack with an orange glow opened on the ceiling, and a shadow fell from it, hitting the space between the messenger and the little knight.

The messenger’s eyes widened. Looking forward, it was a huge corpse. The broken carapace and evil eyes were scattered on the ground.

The two sharp claws were also torn and smashed. Even the wing arm blade was cut into several pieces and scattered on the ground.

“What points towards death?!”The messenger showed panic.

The thing that was lured by Yi Ting to catch the little knight was heading towards death, but was killed by someone at an unknown time.

The most chilling thing is that the corpse is still full of orange-yellow The pustules were filled with pure white nailed swords.

The messenger looked at the crack in the ceiling with fear.

A dazzling light fell from the crack and turned into a beam of light to illuminate the empty corridor.

The darkness in the Daydream Hotel was swept away. In the sky, the whole world was illuminated into a bright yellow, like the dawn rising in this dream that never woke up.

The messenger’s eyes widened, she saw…

That is the lofty Lord of Dreams, that is the God of Light, that is the screaming light that comes from consciousness.

The pure white moth wings trembled and sprinkled light scale powder. The triple crown was on its head and floating light swirled around its body.

“……flow! Light! Memories! court!……”

“……actually! Risk it! Commit! Light! mango!……”

“……Li! bright! must! Will! arrive! Come!……”

Light screamed out from the crack on the messenger’s face that was pierced by bone nails. will die! The Messenger was clearly aware of this.

She must escape! The messenger tried hard to grab some thread of memory and wanted to leave this dreamland.

Rememberers are inhuman beings who can move along dreams and exist as memories.

As long as she captures someone else’s memory of her, the messenger can escape.

She chose to seize the memory of the pioneers and escape to the location of the pioneers, but————

The being that descended from the rift took the messenger’s broken mind into the moth wings.

From the broken mind, it saw the memory that the messenger was trying to capture, which was about a gray-haired pioneer.

“……open! Tuo! By!……”(To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

“…..Wait! Ru! enter! Dream!…..”

Xing suddenly raised his head from the table, and the echoes of strange dreams were still surging in the minds of the pioneers.

Those fragmented dreams, those strange scenes, the long corridor that kept repeating, the pale and empty little knight, the knight with the triple crown moth…..

This weird and illogical broken thing made Xing’s head swell.

“Star, what’s wrong with you?”March 7 poked the star, with a worried expression in his eyes.

“We didn’t come here together to wait for Lingke”

“I…..There’s nothing wrong with me. Xing rubbed his temples and said hesitantly:

“I seem to have had a nightmare, dreaming of a hotel shrouded in darkness”

“A pale and empty little knight, a moth with a triple crown”

“The little knight was empty and unconscious, waving a threaded bone nail.”

“And that moth is a god, and the dream he controls spreads madness…….”

Xing was stunned. She saw March Qi’s eyes widened and she was listening to Xing’s story with her face in her hands.

“keep going.”Pella on the side also urged.

“That’s all I dreamed about.”Xing scratched his head

“It’s a pity, but it feels like a very suitable setting for an adventure story.”

Pella pinched her chin,[]

“Maybe it could be written like this: In an ancient Hallownest made of bugs, an ancient moth-like god infected the bugs with dreams, causing them to have broken minds and become enslaved by it.”

“The empty, unconscious, dreamless little knight is a vessel created to seal the gods.”

Perla’s thoughts were suddenly aroused.

“Perla, are you telling a funny story?”A voice with thin emotion sounded in Pella’s ears.