Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Taking a deep breath of fresh air, he turned his head and looked at the huge white sphere in the room.

Created from the madness of hell, Atlak Nakya's spider silk seems to have some kind of weird activity, and their tentacles penetrated deeply into the floor and roof, locking Luo Hao's "cocoon" into prison firmly fixed in place.

Ropey reached out and touched the rough shell, feeling the sleeping individual, and nodded with satisfaction.

He was still worried about whether the silk thread bundle of the spider god would be assimilated into a monster by the will of "Dreamland" for a long time, but now it seems that he is more worried.The will of Wu Lin Supreme is enough to resist this trouble. After all, this group of spider silk was created by Rope in reality, and it does not belong to the territory of Atlak Nakeya.

"Insanity hell."

"Roar!"

A pitch-black double appeared behind Rope, and its hands covered with vines gently touched the "cocoon" of Atlach Nakya.

The remaining divine power was absorbed, and the white spider silk returned to the palm of the insane hell like a thread, and submerged into its body. Even Ropey himself didn't know where those things went.

Then, he saw the black-haired beauty who was hung up.

The two remaining thin threads pulled up her hands respectively, connected to the ceiling, and hung Luo Hao on it in a "big" shape, preventing her feet from touching the ground.

"It looks like a very weak girl..."

Luo Pei looked at Luo Hao's sleeping face and took the spider silk from her cheek for her.

Because of the battle, the leader's hair had long since disappeared, the jet-black hair was like a waterfall, and the serene and low eyebrows added a bit of pity to her.

Who would have imagined that under this face hides the soul of a brutal and tyrannical tyrant who has ruled China for two centuries?

"It's time to wake up, Miss Sect Master."

The fingers stroked her cheek for a while, then followed the trend and stopped at her neck.

suddenly tightened.

Even though the godslayer has surpassed human beings, the various instincts of the human body still exist, and the loss of breathing will cause pain in the lungs, although it will not lead to death.

As Rope tightened his fingers, Luo Hao's face began to twist.The disappearance of Atlas Nakya's spider silk made her crawling out of the abyss of deep sleep little by little, and finally returned to reality.

"Cough cough..."

"Are you awake?"

Rope retracted his fingers, looked at the constant coughing, opened his beautiful eyes, and teased the leader.

"I'm sorry I can't let you move around after you wake up. So far I'm very satisfied with this place and I don't want it to turn into a pile of rubble."

After speaking, he looked around a few times, took out a chair from the corner of the sundries, and sat in front of Luo Hao with Erlang's legs crossed.

"Cough... Rope?"

Finally woke up from the nightmare of the fantasy dreamland, it took the black-haired girl about three seconds to realize who the person in front of her was.

——Defeat yourself and imprison your new godslayer.

Thinking and memory were reconnected, and all the previous events appeared in front of Luo Hao's eyes like a slideshow, and finally stayed on the handsome young man's face in front of him.

"Well, it's me. First of all, congratulations on your brain not being eaten by nightmares. Those dream robbers like you the most undefended deep sleeper."

Rope looked at the spider silk on her wrist and continued. "His Royal Highness Atlach Nakya's silk thread has the smell of its own divine power, and it also protects you from the prying eyes of the weak and weak. You should be thankful for this. Otherwise, when I opened the "cocoon", There is a good chance of seeing a drooling idiot pretty girl. "

The monsters of the dreamland have a characteristic, that is, they will eat the soul and spirit of the lost.

Those poor bastards who have been eaten up will often die because of brain damage in reality, and some strong-willed people will also become idiots and fools in the second half of their lives, spending their lives in a hurry.

By the way, this is also one of the things that "God of Spiders" Atlach Nakya likes to do most.

"Want some black tea?" he asked.

His mind was still groggy, and it was difficult for the leader to understand the meaning of what Rope said.

Luo Hao subconsciously wanted to break free from the bondage, but found that with her boundless strength she couldn't shake the thread, and even the fragile ceiling could not be ripped off.

The power of the spell is bound—

"...You have killed the Monkey King?"

Still still a fish in a cup, Luo Hao gave up breaking free, staring at the young man in front of him with beautiful eyes.

"You let me wake up from my sleep. You must have achieved your goal, right? Junior."

Speaking of this, Luo Hao felt a nameless anger in his heart.

It was probably the anger that something that had already been reserved for him was robbed. "The Great Sage Monkey King" Sun Wukong, the god of war in his country, still failed to die in her hands...

But what surprised her was that after saying these words, the blond boy shook his head with a wry smile.

"The plan went wrong, Miss Luo Hao," he said.

"I think both of us were deceived by that monkey. What he came to this world was not his original appearance, but an existence degraded and suppressed by legends. Killing him now is meaningless."

If it wasn't for Rope's doubts about Sun Wukong's strength, he might not have known the inside story after killing Sun Wukong.

"What do you mean by that?" Luo Hao frowned.

"From mythology to birth, Sun Wukong is a god of dual personalities. He skewed his personality to the side of the "demon god" and voluntarily gave up the more powerful "Buddha". ' said Rope.

"No more explanation, I want to make a deal with you, Sect Master."

"I give you back your freedom and dignity, please take me back to China and find for me a divine tool related to "Fighting Victory over Buddha", or something else. "