Chapter: 201

Lumian was very familiar with the surrounding environment, and his running speed was faster than the monster with uncoordinated legs and hands. He easily shook off it, went back to the wasteland, and hid in its original position.

He didn't run away because he was afraid of the other party, but because he was worried that a fight would really start and he couldn't stop it. He didn't know if he could find another "noodle man" who could dance in the ruins of the dream.

He had no intention of hunting the strange monster until he had learned that mysterious dance.

After waiting for a while, Lumian saw the "noodle man" return to this area.

He nodded and said silently to himself:

"Sure enough, monsters all have their own 'territories', and are used to moving in a certain place or patrolling along a certain route...

"It's like a beast..."

Next, Lumian waited patiently for a dance that might or might not be there.

Nearly two hours had passed, and he had consumed a lot of spirituality, and he felt a little hungry.

The "noodle man" who rested for a long time walked to the middle of the wasteland and raised his arms and legs.

"Noodle Man" danced again.

Lumian took this to confirm that this mysterious dance could indeed not fully activate the black thorn symbol on his chest, that is, the pattern appeared but there was almost no accompanying scary sound, only a little illusory whisper.

This is a great benefit for him to use the "special" of dreams.

But at the same time, he discovered two problems:

One is that the dance moves of "Noodle Man" are extremely difficult, and some even violate the structure of the human body. Only a monster with such exaggerated flexibility can complete it. The "Hunter", whose body has been greatly strengthened, also has no confidence in himself. He feels that if he jumps in such a complete circle, either a ligament is torn, or a certain muscle is strained, and there may be a fracture.

The second is that this mysterious dance seems to be able to leverage the natural forces around it, and it has an extraordinary charm, so that after Lumian memorized it for a while, he found that his spirituality was extremely exhausted.

"After watching this one time, I have to go back and rest." Lumian sighed silently as he looked at the "noodle man" who performed the "mysterious dance" for the third time.

The spirituality of "Hunter" is really useless!

And after today's incident, he can almost confirm that the hidden existence corresponding to the thorn symbol is closely related to this dream ruin.

There are not only the black mark on the priest of the church, but also the dancing monster that can inspire the symbol of thorns. It is surprising to say that it has nothing to do with that hidden existence!

Thinking of the similar symbol on the priest's chest, and thinking that the ruins of the dream were restarted along with the reality and caught in a loop, Lumian believed in Aurora's guess more and more:

Deep down here may be the key to undoing the loop, some if not all of it.

So, that mysterious lady keeps hinting to me to unravel the secret of the dream ruins? The more Lumian thought about it, the more he hated it. He raised his left hand, which was not holding the ax, and made an obscene gesture of "IX you XX" to the black thorn symbol on his chest.

He is not worried about whether he will anger the other party, let alone whether the hidden existence can sense it or see it, it is just that he has fallen into the time loop brought by him, and the people around him are getting weirder and more dangerous. Let Lumian feel that the problem will no longer be serious.

After watching the dance for the third time, Lumian rubbed his somewhat empty head, bearing the slight heat in his chest, left the ruins the same way, and returned to his home on the other side of the wilderness.

Before leaving the dream, he tried to consolidate the part of the dance that he had memorized, and almost slipped to the waist, broke the ligament in his knee, and tore the muscles on the inner side of his calf.

"Shit, this is not something normal humans can do!" Lumian cursed and lay down on the bed.

Because of the great spiritual consumption and deep fatigue, he quickly fell asleep.

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When Lumian woke up, it was just dawn, the sun had not yet risen, and the red moon had lost its brilliance.