The official operation here has completely stopped and is in name only. The people who are really in charge are the masters in the temples.

They are just like local emperors, accepting offerings from the people and then using their strengths to provide some protection to the people.

In the new world where nightmares descend, nothing can compare to the protection provided in the nightmare world.

This is the most powerful resource.

At this moment in the largest temple here, several masters from the council were trembling with fear.

"Quick, go and get Master Mal."

A master reacted and spoke hurriedly.

A monk at the back shuddered, then reacted and ran out quickly.

Going to call for help.

The other masters also ran out, tumbling and crawling.

After all, the man in the room was too scary.

With just one look, their corpse ghost god knelt on the ground.

There is simply no way this could happen.

But this impossible thing is really happening at this moment.

After a while, everyone in the room ran out, and Lin Mo ignored them.

At this moment, he raised his hand and a ball of spider silk spurted out, instantly forming a huge web.

Oddly enough, the spider web appeared in the air, as if it had entangled something. Lin Mo pulled the spider web over and then skillfully rolled it into a ball.

This is the spider ball of fear.

The outer layer is spider silk, and what is wrapped inside is fear.

So many people were frightened just now, and the amount of fear generated was not small. Lin Mo collected it casually, completely out of habit, or perhaps it was a compulsory influence of the spider web in his body.

Although Lin Mo has self-awareness, in essence, he is still a spider puppet.

The instinct of the spider puppet is to constantly create and collect fear.

What I did just now can only be described as a professional habit.

At this moment, Lin Mo casually held the spider ball in his hand and observed Xi Wenjun.

The other person lowered his head, closed his eyes, and did not move.

Like a wax figure.

The terrifying atmosphere that kept strangers away was gone at this moment.

Because of this, those around dared to approach.

But Lin Mo was sure that it was not those people who made Xi Wenjun like this, and the other party did not have such ability. Just look at the few nightmares that were controlled just now, although some of them were powerful.

For example, the zombie who is still kneeling on the ground at this moment, if he really wants to arm wrestle with Xi Wenjun, he probably won’t be able to beat him.

It’s not those people, it can only be said that there is something wrong with Xi Wenjun himself.

Just as Lin Mo had observed before, Xi Wenjun should be trying to find a way to break free from the control of the spider silk.

If that's true, that's amazing.

You know, even terrifying beings like Lao Shen and the proprietress from the second level of dreams cannot resist the control of the spider silk. In addition, there are nightmares in the Broken Mirror that are more powerful than Lao Shen.

These can only be controlled by spiders and become spider puppets.

Logically speaking, Xi Wenjun's level is an order of magnitude lower than Lao Shen and Laobannian, but he can actually resist spider silk.

If this isn’t awesome, then what is awesome?

Lin Mo looked around Xi Wenjun, left and right.

You know what, Xi Wenjun has a really pretty face.

Maybe it was the wedding dress that added points.

Lin Mo reached out and touched Xi Wenjun's arm.

Very stiff.

It's like touching a stone.

He squatted down and touched his legs.

Same here.

Reach into the clothes and touch.

Lin Mo was not being naughty, he just wanted to check Xi Wenjun's body temperature.

Ghosts are supposed to be cold and sinister.

But when I touched Xi Wenjun's skin at this moment, it was not as cold as before, and there was even a hint of warmth.

"What the hell!"

Lin Mo immediately realized that something was wrong. Xi Wenjun's condition was very abnormal.

The limbs were fine, but the belly was very hot.

Just like a person having a fever.

But Xi Wenjun is a ghost, and ghosts cannot have this kind of temperature.

Lin Mo was a little anxious.

He was anxious because he couldn't figure out the situation, and didn't know whether it was good or bad. If Xi Wenjun needed help now, how could he help? Lin Mo felt that since he was here, he couldn't just wait.

Something has to be done.

After thinking about it, I decided to ask the people here first.

Since Xi Wenjun is here, these people might know something.

Lin Mo turned his head and looked.

I walked over and took a look at the zombie who was still kneeling on the ground.

Corpse nightmares are generally brainless.

Otherwise, how could there be the term "the walking dead"? So there is no way to ask about this, and it would be useless to ask.

After thinking for a while, Lin Mo took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket and wrote a rune on it with blood.

Then it stuck to the zombie's forehead.

"stand up!"

After Lin Mo finished speaking, the zombie stood up blankly.

This is a corpse-controlling talisman.

Very high-end kind.

You can easily complete the tasks assigned by Lin Mo.

"Go and capture a few people alive."

After Lin Mo finished speaking, the zombie rushed out.

Blink and it's gone.

The speed is fast enough and the strength is also acceptable.

Anyway, it is more powerful than some ordinary zombies Lin Mo has seen before.

But this thing doesn't seem to be a complete zombie, because it doesn't need to jump to walk, but to Lin Mo, as long as it is a corpse nightmare, he can easily control it.

Even a zombie king can make the opponent kneel down directly.

After waiting for a while, the corpse slave came back.

Holding a person in each hand.

The two men were almost terrified and were wailing for mercy. After being thrown to the ground, they were as soft as tofu and were so scared that they couldn't even stand up.

Lin Mo was not vague either, and slapped each of them.

If you haven’t woken up yet, draw another one.

After a few slaps, the two men calmed down.

After some interrogation, Lin Mo knew the general situation.

I knew where this place was, what the current situation was, and I also knew that these people regarded Xi Wenjun as some kind of god.

Regarding this, it’s not that these people are stupid or ignorant.

This is the Falkland Islands.

There are foreign religions and local religions, and the temples here are a fusion of the two.

It is said that many bone towers of gods are enshrined in this large temple.

In peacetime, that is, in the old days, it was viewed purely as a tourist attraction.

But after the nightmare came, the bone towers of the gods here came in very useful. The monks and masters serving here could harness and control the gods in these towers that had turned into nightmares. It could be said that their value had increased a hundred or a thousand times.

The power of this kind of deity lies in the fact that it can occupy the body of a nightmare.

It's like a parasite.

According to them, gods can occupy any nightmare, and gods are extremely powerful and almost invincible.

Lin Mo didn't quite believe this.

He has seen many powerful nightmares. Even the most terrifying nightmares he has ever seen, such as ghost trees and spiders, are not invincible.

Could it be that the gods in this temple are more powerful than these two? As for Xi Wenjun, she was currently possessed by a certain god.

This is also what those two people said.

Lin Mo's first reaction was a little worried. He asked what was going on now. "We don't know either. Perhaps it will take a long time for the gods to completely control this female ghost."

"Wait a minute." Lin Mo suddenly thought of something. He pointed at Xi Wenjun and asked the two people, "Do you mean to say that there is a spirit trying to control her at this moment?"

They both nodded.

Lin Mo thought of a possibility.

He knew why Xi Wenjun was in a "downtime" state now.

It can be simply understood as the same situation as your own.

It is a fact that Xi Wenjun was controlled by the spider and became a spider puppet.

Because Lin Mo could see the spider silk extending from Xi Wenjun's body into the mirror.

Logically speaking, it would be impossible for Xi Wenjun to resist the spider with his own strength.

Even Old Shen and the boss lady can't do it.

But there is one exception.

If another monster that was good at controlling others also entered Xi Wenjun's body, the situation would be different.

Isn't this just like yourself?

There are spider silk, ghost tree saplings, and yourself in the body.

Lin Mo called it a three-legged tripod.

And inside Xi Wenjun's body, there are spider silk, a certain god, and Xi Wenjun herself.

Isn't this also a three-way balance of power?

Lin Mo suddenly slapped his thigh.

He comprehended a huge and extremely valuable secret.

That's how to escape the spider's control.