Dream No. 7
After leaving the captain's room, Xu Wei felt dizzy and almost fell on the deck.
The vibrations of the Dream's hull increased, and the shaking amplitude seemed to throw out all the creatures exposed outside the cabin. The salty smell in the air became stronger, and a layer of seawater seeped out of the floor, soaking everyone's body as the hull rose and fell.
Xu Wei leaned against the fence, gritted his teeth and endured the pain caused by the dizziness in his head, and moved towards the room with difficulty.
She originally planned to go back to check on her teammates after instigating the officials to deal with Howard, but a strong sense of foreboding came over her, driving her to go to the bottom of the ship immediately.
In the disaster twenty years ago, whether it was the huge sea monster in the shipwreck or the behemoth behind the Dream, their power was far greater than that of the players, not to mention that the players were restricted by the conditions of the copy.
What made her even more uneasy was the condition of her teammates.
At first, she thought Howard had planted some kind of curse in the video on Karina's USB drive, and that everyone who investigated the truth about the Dream would be affected by the information they obtained. But when she thought about everything that happened during the dungeon - Lu Fanye and Fu Fenglou's uncontrollable desire for strawberries, Li Xia Kerui's abrupt argument with Howard, her several inappropriate and eye-catching laughs...
These are reasonable for ordinary people - a seven or eight-year-old child can't resist the desire for sweets, a disabled person is angry at the disrespect of others, and an old lady in her seventies or eighties laughs when she sees an acquaintance make a fool of himself. But for players who have experienced many dungeons and are skilled in suppressing abnormal desires and impulses, it is extremely abnormal... Not to mention that they are new to the dungeon and don't know the specific situation. Even novice players know that they should not attract the attention of dungeon creatures.
Unless, the curse has existed for a long time, or perhaps even earlier - when players first entered the dungeon, they became very old and disabled, which was a manifestation of the curse.
Damn it.
The high waves hit the hull violently, and Xu Wei stumbled and was thrown out. He had to stretch out his tentacles and stick the suction cups firmly to the ground. Blue light surged at the end of the suction cups and trickled back into his body.
Her legs began to become transparent, spreading all the way up. As the blue light continued to flow back, the organs in her torso became clearly visible. This feeling was truly magical. She lowered her head and saw her heart beating like a drum, contracting, and pumping out blue blood.
Is the power of the Dream stronger? Is Howard sacrificing the captured children?
What about the authorities? Will they take immediate action?
The weather at sea was getting weirder. The night sky was clear but filled with dark clouds. There was no moon or stars. Lightning roared and tore through the clouds. Waves that were more than a dozen stories high came over one another and slammed into the shaky ship. Endless destruction was like the prelude to the end of the world.
A sign of something coming.
The "dong dong" sound that had been heard from the bottom of the boat reappeared, this time beating harder than usual, as if a huge rock was hitting the cliff in a bottomless abyss, making a long, dull sound.
The feeling of this sound changed again. It no longer brought tension and oppression. Instead, it was like a mother's gentle whisper, urging people to fall into its warm dreamland. Xu Wei's head was dizzy, the tentacles on his body were shaking randomly, and his mouth made an unclear hissing sound.
She could smell a salty smell starting to come from herself.
It suddenly occurred to her that perhaps this shouldn't be called a curse.
Howard is a tentacle man, the page is a tentacle man one level lower than him, and the players are affected and will eventually become tentacle men as well.
It's not like a curse, but more like assimilation. The Dream is assimilating them and turning them into the same thing as itself.
There was not a single star in the night sky, and the clouds were getting thicker and thicker, as if they were about to crush the drifting boat. The Dream was as small as a grain of sand in front of the majestic ocean, and could only be tossed up and down in the turbulent waves.
With a loud bang, the ship was thrown high up by the angry waves, and Xu Wei fell upwards as if he was weightless.
At this moment, she was a little glad that the Dream was not an ordinary ship. The current sea conditions were so outrageous that it seemed like the end of the world. The fact that the ship could remain intact under the impact of the huge waves was really due to the power of the Dream itself.
The suction cups scratched out crystal blue blood. She didn't know how long she had been crawling with difficulty, nor could she tell how much of herself had been assimilated. She only remembered that when she crawled into the VIP area, all the passers-by she met screamed and dodged.
Just when she was about to become exhausted, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground came slowly towards her.
"clatter."
"clatter."
"Mrs. Xu," the woman in the crew uniform knelt down with a professional smile on her face, "Do you remember me? I was the one who greeted you when you boarded the ship. These are Jack and William who carried your luggage for you."
She slightly turned sideways to make way for the two tall men standing behind her.
Xu Wei raised his head with difficulty. His brain went blank due to the headache and his pupils were dilated.
Li Yi chuckled, and two people behind him walked forward and lifted up the wet doll.
Xu Wei no longer looked like a human being, he had turned into a pool of mud with countless tentacles sticking out.
"Mrs. Xu, Mr. Howard means that you have had enough fun. In view of the cooperative relationship between the two parties, the family can forgive your previous behavior. Of course, the premise is that you have not forgotten the most important thing. If you have forgotten, he might as well help you remember it."
The sticky humanoid oozed out a winding trail of water, all the way down, and was dragged back to the bottom of the boat.
The smell of blood was so strong that it was nauseating. Carcasses of cattle, sheep and other livestock were everywhere. The gradually cooling blood and pieces of meat covered the ground in a layer. The tentacle people who occupied half of the underground were scattered, lying prone on the piled up pieces of meat and chewing on them. The blood splattered on the wall, spraying large patches of blood.
The fences on all four sides were demolished, leaving only the deep red railing in the center. There stood a heavy stone tablet, engraved with intricate patterns and obscure inscriptions.
The "new sacrifice" nailed on the stone tablet made Xu Wei's dilated pupils focus and suddenly shrink.
Dajiu, Xiaojiu, Shaya, Shali, Fu Fenglou, Li Xia, Corey, and Zhang Yuan and Li Shaodong who disappeared at the beginning.
They returned to their original appearance, bound tightly by thick iron chains, with iron nails piercing their limbs. Bright red blood was spilled on the stone tablet, and the inscriptions greedily devoured the blood beads, emitting a dim red glow.
Howard stood under the stone tablet, wiping the blood from his hands leisurely: "A slippery Oriental got away."
The force that was supporting his body was gone, and Xu Wei fell onto a pile of blood and flesh.
"In a remote and unknown country on the other side of the world, so many oriental faces came at once," Howard threw down his handkerchief. "Madam, you are so sure that Howard and others will be afraid of the Xu family."
"Of course, I still sincerely thank you and your family for every sacrifice. In return, after I succeed to the throne, Howard will continue to provide you with opportunities for transformation." The tentacles behind him stretched out, dragged Xu Wei, and threw him into the crimson fence.
Hiss. Unknown images suddenly flashed in Xu Wei's mind, like a torn movie film, playing frame by frame.
The bracelet that had disappeared as soon as he entered the dungeon suddenly vibrated wildly, as if it had just connected to the "Internet" and was impatiently sending out a belated notification.
Xu Wei had no time to care what news the system brought, whether it was a copy upgrade or a task trigger. She just wanted to know whether her companions were still alive.
The bracelet suddenly stopped vibrating: [Hiss, hiss, hiss... Mission... Hiss... Aborted. ]
[Destruction warning, request to activate the emergency voice broadcast function. ]
The "network" seems to be not very good, and the bracelet fell silent again.
Howard stood outside the railing and looked at his watch. "Time is running out, ma'am. I don't know what the crazy people on the bow did. They took action tonight. But the situation has changed. We are heading into the same sea area as 20 years ago. This is not what you want to see."
"Your granddaughter is smart and cute. If you really can't bear it, you might as well ask your family to modify the secret method on your way back. After all, it's too cruel to kill your relatives every time you cast the spell..."
Although his tone was no longer as tolerant as before, it was still somewhat polite.
He still needs her help.
Xu Wei reacted immediately.
Twenty years ago, the Xu family, Howard, shipwreck...
Trade, red railings, inscriptions, sacrifices, assimilation...
Strange yet familiar memories came flooding back, and the broken film in my mind suddenly connected together, finally converging into a flickering film.
Hundreds of years ago, the first generation of Howard began to worship the evil god by chance. Since then, each generation of patriarchs and successors have used themselves as the host of the evil god to nourish the development of the family with its power. However, the power of the evil god is greedy. Twenty years ago, a single person could no longer satisfy its desire. Howard gradually weakened and was on the verge of collapse, until they met a mysterious family from the East that was eager for immortality.
The deal was done, and Howard successfully sacrificed hundreds of people using the Xu family's secret method. The evil god descended again, and the Xu family's secret method required the caster's blood relatives as the activation price.
Xu Wei’s character is exactly the second generation spellcaster of the Xu family.
This should have been the information provided by the system and the bracelet in the first place. Why is it still incomplete and unclear?
"Xu...hiss...Wei..."
The bracelet vibrated.
The voice was intermittent and accompanied by heavy breathing, which was very different from his usual image.
Xu Wei looked at the bracelet suspiciously: "Mao Ting?"
“Hiss…”
Howard urged: "Mrs. Xu?"
Xu Wei concentrated and barely managed to stand up with the help of several tentacles.
Now that things have come to this, we need to stay calm.
This dungeon must be affected by something, which causes players to be at a huge disadvantage as soon as they enter. Currently, there are only two parties that can affect the operation of the dungeon - the system and the "dark clouds".
The bracelet activated the emergency voice function. It was obvious that something had gone wrong with Mao Cheng. He represented the system and it was obvious that Wu Yun must have done something to the system, and it was even worse than the last large-scale attack on the Judgment City.
Really?
Xu Wei was stunned.
"Madam," a red-patterned dagger was placed on a tray, and the etiquette lady smiled and gestured to her, "Your magic weapon."
Xu Wei glanced at her hands away from the red railing.
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