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The Pitsbergen Islands in Norway at 78°55′ north latitude and 11°56′ east longitude are a cold country. Standing on the soft white snow, you can see the strange aurora of Lu Li when you look up.

Go another two kilometers to the north, climb up the hills, leave your own footprints on the snow, and climb to the top step by step.

At that time, you can see the miraculous fog shrouding and a layer of film between the sky and the earth. It is like a dream bubble, like a barrier near the abyss. When you walk into it, you will be isolated from the world and have a quiet view of the magnificence of the universe.

The scientific researchers placed in this position hid in the castle-like space station, sat in front of the window sill, wrapped up like a bear, and watched the scenery outside. Either the heavy snow is flying, or the cold wind is howling.

Only then did they feel warmer.

After going out, you have to shrink your neck even more, to obtain the most accurate observation data for the command center, as well as the situation in the death dimension of the Arctic surface, and the degree of recovery of the ancient spirit.

The researchers here have to enter the death dimension once every two days on average, and it is not uncommon for them to pass through the dream-like membrane.

There are even people who are excited about entering this dimension.

Even the aurora, snow-capped peaks, and snow lotus on the mountains. Such scenery will also be boring to people, and the creatures in the dimensions that have never been seen are different, they are so poor.

The scientific researchers walked in with trembling bodies, and immediately the dull heartbeat sounded like a drum on an ancient battlefield. The gray earth was shaking. They lay on the ground and brushed off the dust. The body hundreds of meters down is so eye-catching.

Seeing this scene, they will feel a kind of fear from the bottom of their hearts, and they can't help but want to kneel down and surrender. They dare not look at it but always want to squint their eyes, and they are constantly convincing themselves.

How could the bodies of ancient spirits be so attractive? They had dragon-like backs, alienated tentacles, rock-like teeth, and erect pupils in cloudy eyeballs.

Even the most ferocious warrior in the world, holding the sword bestowed by the gods, is content to be fearless in the roaring roar, and when he comes to it like a fairy tale, he will be frightened and drop his helmet and armor, and kneel down endlessly.

It sinks in the abyss, and when it wakes up, only the war between kings and kings can relieve its loneliness.

Mortals never have a choice, they only have the right to submit.

A wonderful feeling came from Ouqi's first entry into the realm of death, and he stumbled out, like a tarsal maggot, he couldn't shake it no matter what.

It felt like a wandering spirit had entered his body, making Ou Qi sleepless at night, even if he fell asleep, he would see the pair of pupils in the darkness in his dream, and he was watched silently, feeling ashamed, wanting to find The slits get in and become maggots.

But he has nowhere to hide.

Ou Qi woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, covered in cold sweat, feeling that he had passed through countless long years, but when he turned on his phone, he found that he had only slept for half an hour.

He stood up, wrapped his clothes, left the warm blanket, and pushed the door out.

In the corridor, Ouqi was sitting, looking up at the window.

The outside is colorful, the sky is a curtain, the streamer stretches on it, and the stars change their shapes.

There is the whistling sound of the cold wind in my ears, and sometimes snow mixed with goose feathers falls and drenches on the edge of the window sill, waiting to become frost tomorrow.

There are large expanses of whiteness, which can't be seen at a glance.

He took out the lighter from his pocket, took another cigarette in his mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath.

He sighed, and the smoke drifted out with the sigh, rose and spread, and disappeared at the top of the corridor.

In this way, I smoked one after another until I completely calmed down. Ou Qi returned to the dormitory, wrapped up the quilt, and closed his eyes again.

It was those eyes again.

woke up.

Sleepless day and night, tortured until dawn.

Woke up listlessly, it was early morning outside, and continued to work.

If things go on like this, he becomes more and more haggard, his eyes are dull, he ignores his colleagues' calls, and mostly sits in a chair in a daze.

Only a few minutes before entering the dimension of death after the shift, Ouqi's coagulated blood will flow again.

He felt that his throat became dry, and he couldn't help swallowing. He felt thirsty all the time, and desire rose in his heart, wanting to kneel down on the ground and touch Gu Ling's body from top to bottom with his eyes.

He felt that any gray scale was too beautiful to describe, it was a wonderful work of art.

Unknowingly, Ouqi is looking forward to its awakening more and more, looking forward to it raising its wings, spreading its body, standing in the sky overlooking the North Pole, like a god.

Expect it to wake up the sleeping world with a roar, tear up the glaciers that have existed for tens of thousands of years, and rush like a raging giant beast!

It wants to look far away to the east, its majestic gaze passes through layers of space, and falls on the handsome young man standing on the mechanical ring arm, forcing the other party to surrender.

This is the king's declaration of war!

The moment he left the dimension of death, Ouqi felt cold all over his body. He was no longer the young man who crashed headlong into the dimension to search for the truth for human beings. He lost his soul from beginning to end, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

"How about the observed data?"

The staff who respond outside will always ask this question.

"very good."

Ou Qi took a step forward and hurried away silently, not waiting for the suspicious companions behind him.

The European brother who held the camera before has been his partner, and was later transferred to the second group to observe the data in turn.

The same situation also appeared in him.

With the accumulation of time, the most lively dining table on weekdays in the center of the observatory no longer saw laughter.

This group of young people miraculously remained silent, kept silent, ate in silence, and then left the table.

Strange things are assimilating everyone.

Moreover, the frequency of these people entering the death dimension began to increase, from twice a day to three, four, and five times a day.

In the end, except that the reporting data comes out of the dimension, the rest of the time stays in it.

The Federation didn't know anything about this, and they never imagined that within ten days, the people who stayed in the cold arctic country had become the king's slaves.

They walked through the membrane, staggering forward, kneeling on the ground. One by one, the clothes were peeled off from the body, looking down dully, naked.

Gray scales began to appear on his body, they squeezed out from the skin, nibbled away the flesh on the surface, and gnawed at his bloody cheeks.

Without exception, more than 20 people, all with extremely pious emotions, the gray powder in the dimension floated all over the sky and fell on their bodies. The scales were watered by the dust and came alive to grow crazily, eating the original cells.

Dots of gray awns gather together, like flying beetles.

Fall on the "people", on their...

on the tail.