Lu Ning followed closely behind, quickly catching up with Yog's speed.
However, when he saw the look in Yog's eyes, he felt a chill run down his spine.
Jörg seemed to have developed feelings for him as well.
Lu Ning's lips curled into a sinister smile: "Damn it, are you looking for death?! What are you looking at?!"
With the power of soul-stirring energy surging, Lu Ning, amplified by the Crimson Sword and the Crown of Pain, unleashed wave after wave of sword light in a mere instant.
"Heh..."
While panting, Yog used Silver Mist to block Lu Ning and defend against the attack.
However, given his current condition, Yog is simply unable to completely withstand Lu Ning's offensive.
In a short time, the wounds on Yog's body became more and more numerous, and silvery mucus flowed out, almost dyeing his entire body silver.
Pain flashed in his eyes, and silver mist began to emanate from his body.
Lu Ning saw white mist emerging from Yog's body, indicating that the level of mental pollution had exceeded the normal value.
With such a powerful negative impact, coupled with his severe injuries, Jörg was already close to becoming ill.
Lu Ning's eyes were icy cold, and his smile grew even more ferocious: "Die!"
The crimson sword slashed through the void, and dozens of sword lights intertwined to form a dense sword net.
Yog's body was cut into several pieces, which floated in the air.
Yog's head, still attached to a small part of his chest, fell heavily to the ground.
Even so, he was still coughing up his eyeballs.
Lu Ning stepped forward, ready to deliver the final blow to Yog.
Just then, Yog revealed a sinister smile, his eyes filled with hatred.
"You think you can win?! Let's die together!!"
Suddenly, Yog's scattered body flashed with intense silver light.
Within the silver light, an incomparably rich spiritual power spread.
The next moment, everything about Yog, including his head, turned into silver mist and rose into the air.
Lu Ning frowned as he watched Yog's body disappear.
He didn't understand what Jörg had just done.
However, one thing is certain: Jörg will not self-destruct; his behavior just now was clearly abnormal.
Anlocks, Lin Wuyue, and the others standing nearby were somewhat taken aback when they saw that Yog had actually sacrificed himself.
Anlocks drifted to Lu Ning's side, his gaze sweeping over the spot where Yog had just been lying.
He frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
Lu Ning looked at Anlocks: "You don't know either?"
Anlocks shook his head.
Just then, the entire cave suddenly began to shake.
A cacophony of screeching followed.
The expressions on everyone's faces subtly changed. Anlocks, realizing something, turned pale and said grimly, "This is a spider's nest... Could it be..."
A look of horror flashed in Anlocks' eyes: "It's over."
Lu Ning asked, "Why is it over?"
Anlocks's lips twitched slightly: "Yorg's self-sacrifice just now probably attracted the attention of the Dreamweaver Spider Mother. Even if the Dreamweaver Spider Mother's true form cannot descend, projecting her own power in the dream dimension shouldn't be difficult. That would be a demigod-level evil god projection!"
Upon hearing Anlocks' words, Lu Ning recalled the information he had previously gathered about the Mind Cult.
"The Dream Weaver Spider Mother worshipped by that Mind Cult?"
Anlocks nodded and slowly said, "The Dreamweaver Spider Mother is a servant of the ruler of the dream dimension, and is also extremely powerful. She is also one of the evil gods worshipped by the Mind Cult. As a saint, and now that Yog is in the Dreamweaver Spider's lair, there is a high probability that if he sacrifices himself, he will attract the Dreamweaver Spider Mother's attention!"
Then Anlocks seemed to realize something and said, "Run now!"
He looked at Jerry, Yun Rou, and the old man who were bound by the spider webs, and said, "Rescue them!"
Lu Ning's figure vanished, and several sword lights flashed across the spider webs.
After the spider silk was cut, the three landed on the ground.
Lu Ning walked over and cut open the silk cocoons on their bodies, freeing Jerry, Yun Rou, and the old man from their restraints.
Soon, the ferocious expressions on the three people's faces gradually calmed down, and they slowly opened their eyes.
After Jerry and his two companions woke up, they jumped up immediately.
They looked around warily, and when they saw Lu Ning, Jerry and Yun Rou were both taken aback.
Jerry exclaimed in surprise, "Lu Ning?! And Lord Anlocks is here too? This is... the Dream Dimension? How did I get here?"
Yun Rou, who was standing nearby, still remembered what had happened before. She frowned and said, "I remember being swallowed by a nightmare, and then I don't know anything else..."
Then she exclaimed in surprise, "You've already dealt with the pathogen?"
The old man opened his mouth, about to say something.
Suddenly, everyone noticed a gaze sweeping over them.
As that gaze swept over them, everyone felt as if their spiritual bodies had gained consciousness and were howling in fear.
That kind of looking down on the essence of life instills fear in everyone involuntarily.
Anlocks's face was grim. He growled, "Looking over here! Run! May! Come here! Jerry, Rain, you still have a little bit of mental power left. Hurry up and get out of the dream dimension together, or you'll all die!"
Fear flashed in Jerry and Ryan's eyes.
They already understand the situation they are facing.
Without saying a word, the two came to Anlocks' side, and Lin Wuyue also ran over quickly.
Just then, streaks of silver spider silk suddenly appeared in the sky above the entire cave.
These spider silks seemed to emerge from the void, rapidly outlining and spreading, as if sketching the silhouette of some terrifying creature.
As the spider silk outlined the cave, silver light flowed above it, enveloping the cave in a curtain of light.
Despair appeared in the eyes of Anlocks, Jerry, and the other three powerful figures in the realm of mind.
"It's too late..."
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