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Chapter 401 Real Moth and Fake Moth
The dark and sticky blood of chaos completely enveloped the female dancer's brain in an instant. It was as if a snow-white walnut had been soaked in the dirty thick ink. The white jade-like walnut kernel had become Dark and dull.

And there is another dark space hidden in this dark color.

It is a space that symbolizes the spiritual consciousness of the female dancer, which is obviously different from the passage of time in the waking world.

In the vacuum-like darkness, the gates made up of countless small gates piled up and stacked up became higher and higher, and expanded more and more huge.

The shadow snakes leaking out from the gaps between the countless doors are like countless thin arms, twisting and twisting towards the moths and hearts below.

The moth inside the decayed skull still had half the strength left to struggle and resist, twisting its body wildly to try to break free from the shackles of the snakes, and even tried its best to throw out wisps of Kai's venom that corroded the flesh.

But even so, the body of the intracranial moth is still inevitably open.

The cicada's wings became more and more fragmented, as if they were pieces of broken chips, and the needle-shaped tubular mouthparts cracked like shavings.

The moth's belly is open with horizontal cracks, and the wild organs inside are completely exposed to the void, allowing the greedy snakes to pour into the moth's cavity, dance wildly, and further disintegrate.

The mind that should be in endless motion is now as weak as a rotten peach, wrinkled and shriveled.

The number of small doors became more and more numerous, and the countless small doors that were slightly opened and closed were like countless flickering vertical pupils. In the darkness deep in the pupils, twisted snakes could be seen dancing wildly.

The centipede key snake hidden deep in the huge door is twisting and dancing excitedly, and the twisting of the huge snake body will make the doors further grow in size.

The snakes of enlightenment are tightly wrapped around these secret scriptures that hide knowledge and power. The secret scriptures of moths can't escape from the snakes even if they flap their wings desperately. The secret scriptures of the heart beat hard but are getting weaker and weaker.

The twisted snakes extending from countless tiny gates danced wildly and screamed towards the boundless darkness in all directions. They seemed to be able to touch the fragile boundary of this enclosed darkness. The vacuum-like darkness could not withstand the tremors and trembles. .

The endless group of snakes is like a sea of ​​snakes, submerging the two secret scriptures in the ocean of twisted snake bodies.

The giant gate stacked up by countless small gates also thrives as it absorbs the power of the moth and the mind.

The pitch-black moth vibrated its scaled wings slightly, and its seven special-shaped fleshy wings evoked thick shadows like ancient ink during the flapping. Its trace was therefore completely integrated with the surrounding darkness, as if it had never appeared before.

The gates of the gates are still expanding and becoming gigantic. They are like a giant gate body made up of countless tiny gates stacked together. They are expanding infinitely at a speed that exceeds worldly imagination.

If the essence of the mottled moth and the endless heart can be completely dismantled, and the knowledge and power can be absorbed, the gates of the gates will be able to advance to the fifth level, and then the gates of the waking world will never be able to reject the female dancer. in and out - if Mary Morstan could still retain her intact mind.

The scriptures that were originally integrated into one gradually expanded and tore apart, the length of the secret transmission was no longer as complete as before, and the meaning of the sentences between the lines also began to be twisted and dismembered - wildness and chaos, longevity and continuity have been mixed with the dismantling and corrosion of snakes.

Just when Kai Zhimen was dismantling and absorbing the essence of the moth and the heart, a dark shadow had quietly broken into the realm that symbolized the spiritual consciousness of the female dancer.

The group of snakes glowing with a faint purple light are not simply wrapped tightly, but work together in an orderly manner. Each is responsible for wrapping around different parts of a single scripture character, but they drag and exert force in different directions.

The Mottled Moth and the Endless Heart are almost torn to pieces in the shackles of the snakes. The body is dismembered and broken into pieces. Its deep essence has been exposed, and the secret scriptures containing Si Chen's secrets have been exposed at a glance.

The snake of enlightenment unscrupulously penetrates the cracks in the mind, burrowing into the atria and ventricles of the heart to absorb the sweet spring of life and vitality.

The snakes lodged in countless tiny gates are still working tirelessly to dismantle and open holes.

The heart tube connected to the boundless void was invaded by a group of snakes, and the exposed section of the heart blood vessels was covered with terrifying flowers formed by twisted snake tails.

The mottled moth appearance, the endless mental state... At this moment, they have all fallen into the clutches of the snakes at the Gate of Kai, and they will surely dismantle all the gaps and gaps for the snakes, until their essence hidden in the deepest depths will be revealed. Swallowed up by snakes!

The gates that were addicted to the pleasure of promotion could not detect this visitor with false goodwill.

Even the pulsating frequency of contraction and expansion seemed sluggish and weak, and the sound of beating drums and heartbeats that should have resounded through the sky was as weak as a dying old man lingering on his last breath.

This dark void seems boundless, but in fact it is just the embodiment of the female dancer's spiritual world, and naturally there is a certain limited space.

The ever-expanding gates are about to exceed the endurance limit of the female dancer’s spiritual world in one second!

Countless snakes dancing wildly in countless tiny gates will roar an irresistible spell to tear apart this closed space and transform into a group of crazy giant anacondas that have nowhere to go! At that time, the Gate of Gates will be able to completely control the body of the host!

After losing the trouble of mortal consciousness, Qi Xiang will be able to exert the complete power of principles!

The power of pure principles, not mixed with any distracting thoughts of mortals, such clean power... can even break through the power restrictions and prohibitions set by the Sichens, and erupt with unprecedented power in the waking world!
This kind of power is also named by the mortals in the waking world...the power of distortion.

However, just one seventh of a millisecond later in the waking world.

The door that was about to tear apart the dark curtain above the head and open the door to the spiritual and material world suddenly realized that a small group of snakes that had spread out suddenly lost contact!

The terrifying arms, twisted and coiled by countless thin snakes, stretched out towards the mottled moth from the gates of the gates, and suddenly disintegrated and shattered silently!
Countless thin snakes exploded in an instant, and their broken snake bodies splashed into the darkness.

But cracks and fragments are the source of Qi's power, and these snakes that have been shattered into slag still have consciousness.

The scraps of flesh floating in the darkness struggled and squirmed wildly, as if they would transform into countless new thin snakes in the next moment.

But before the broken flesh could squirm and regain new life, an indescribable and unusually deep dark shadow quietly flashed past.

The shattered snakes suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if they had been completely swallowed up by this dark void, leaving not even a single residue behind!

The jet-black moth succeeded with one strike, and instantly disappeared back into the darkness, as if it had never appeared or come before.

But the snakes wrapped around the mottled moth's remains exploded one after another!
Those twisted thin snakes containing the knowledge and power of the subtle revelations exploded into sporadic purple rays of light, just like brilliant purple fireworks blooming around the mottled moth.

But this bright light was completely swallowed up by the darkness as deep as ancient ink in an instant. It was like a dark eraser wiped back and forth twice. The group of ferocious dancing snakes disappeared, leaving only Moth moth on a colorful background.

The mottled moth looked around with doubts, but even the whimsical intuition given by the moth boss could not find any answer... Could it be that those snakes of enlightenment have been completely lost in the madness of pursuing desire, and they have been demolished together with themselves? untie?
Different from other esoteric aspects, the mottled moth hidden in the female dancer's skull is not an esoteric aspect that was born naturally due to mortals reading the esoteric knowledge.

The female dancer's original secret moth appearance had already been torn apart by this mottled moth when she first entered the forest.

This extremely talented mortal body is also where this moth takes over its nest.

It was hatched and born by the moth boss himself.

It has never been contaminated by the distortion of the virtual world.

They inhabit the skulls of mortals, using their mortal bodies as pupae, just waiting for the day of maturity to arrive.

At that time, you can directly drink the host's brain fluid and burst it out, ushering in the true transformation!

Just like the boss moth did back then!

"Seize the mortal head, absorb the mortal soul, and transform the body...I see. No wonder the guy who I induced distortion before seems to be very different from the distortions recorded in the world. He is both crazy and rational."

"It turns out that woodland moths and esoteric moths are moths from two different groups."

"It turns out that the legendary color of the virtual world is like this."

"None of those moths dared to reveal such secrets to me before..."

"Hehe, this trip was indeed not in vain. Thanks to you, boy, I was able to taste such a delicious secret."

"In order to thank you for this kindness, well... I allow you to follow me and witness the real world."

The mottled moth looked back in horror, and saw a deep darkness beyond imagination rushing towards it, until it completely submerged the moth, which was broken into pieces.

The dark eraser wiped past again, and this time even the mottled moth born in the woodland was not spared.

(End of this chapter)