Inside the ruined wooden house.
The black shadow, carrying with it a biting cold, and the thick fog rolled towards Ian.
"Damn it! How did he escape so quickly!" Constantine, who was standing in front of Ian, looked pale and quickly raised his hand, wanting to take out something from his windbreaker to ward off evil spirits.
However, the shadow was so fast that he had no time to react. It was like a big truck, and it directly knocked Constantine away.
Constantine's body drew an arc in the air and slammed heavily into Charles, who was running towards this side with a water bottle. The two of them were directly smashed into the weak wall.
"Come on! Become my food! Delicious child!" The evil spirit seemed to be very greedy for a little boy like Ian. It directly crashed into Ian's chest and penetrated into him.
"Constantine is indeed an unreliable, traitor, and a jinx!" Ian only had time to curse loudly before he felt the whole world start to spin.
At the same time.
The system in my mind also gave a feedback sound.
[When attacked by a special soul, the Berserker's professional experience value increases by +1]
With the appearance of this prompt, Ian successfully completed the upgrade of the [Berserker] profession. He could clearly feel that his abilities in all aspects had been improved accordingly.
[Strength: 3.5——5.6]
[Physique: 3.0——4.5]
[Intelligence: 2.3——2.4]
[Spirit: 2.7————2.9]
[Upgrade Reward: Professional Skill Point +1, Position Weight Increased]
This should have been something worth celebrating, but Ian still couldn't be happy. He didn't even have the mood to think about what the so-called "increased position weight" meant.
"Where is this place?"
When Ian's vision became clear again, he found himself standing in an unfamiliar room. The temperature in the eerie and extremely gloomy room was less than 0 degrees.
The walls were covered with black blood vessels, wriggling with some strange rhythm. Outside the house, the darkness was as thick as ink that could not be dissolved, boundless, as if it did not exist at all, and as if everything had been swallowed up, so depressing and heavy - this place was obviously no longer a real space.
Ian couldn't even open the windows of the house. The windows seemed to be 3D printed. When he smashed the glass hard, all he could hear was a dull sound like hitting bricks.
It just doesn't feel right.
"Dimension of mind and soul?"
Ian looked up at the ceiling. Scarlet drops of water like blood were seeping out from the cracks in the ceiling, dripping slowly and heavily to the ground, drop by drop.
"Da~"
"Da~"
"Da~"
…
Ian wiped the water droplets that splashed onto his forehead. They were very sticky. The air seemed to be filled with the smell of rust. The blood that seeped from the ceiling quickly gathered on the ground into horrible puddles of blood.
"So scary."
Ian felt that he should feel fear, but his body seemed to have entered the rebellious period prematurely. Not only did he not feel fear, but it also increased his anger.
Maybe this was a characteristic of the Berserker class? Anyway, Ian felt that it was definitely not his problem. Although he had some psychological problems, they were not so abnormal.
"I have always admired the innocent boys in Teletubbies and Garden Babies!" Under Ian's gaze, the translucent bar [Anger Value] in the lower right corner of his head was slowly rising.
At the same time.
Ian's four-dimensional attributes are also gaining corresponding increases.
The effect of [Reverse Blood Furnace] is still working in this world of mind and soul, which probably proves that Ian is continuing to suffer attacks from the evil spirit.
"Psychic attack?"
Ian looked around.
The only wooden door in the room slowly opened with a creaking sound.
A dark figure stood in the darkness.
It was an evil spirit wearing a tattered nun's uniform. Its pale face was completely twisted and deformed, with the corners of its mouth torn directly to its ears, and pus and blood constantly oozing from its dark eye sockets.
It gave Ian a hideous and malicious smile, dark brown blood dripping from its two rows of fangs. Ian could smell a disgusting stench from a distance away.
"It's been how many years since you last brushed your teeth?"
Ian swallowed.
The anger value rose slightly again. At this moment, suddenly, the light in the room seemed to flicker, and the flickering light made the atmosphere tense.
Every time light and darkness alternate.
The evil spirit of the nun standing at the wooden door will move closer to Ian.
It was like a flash.
In the blink of an eye, she appeared right in front of Ian, stretched out the skinny hands, put them tightly on Ian's neck, and strangled Ian with great strength.
"Suffer, wail!"
The voice of the evil nun was sharp and piercing, full of momentum, vicious and ferocious. However, the atmosphere, which should have been very scary, seemed a little awkward and stiff at this moment.
No way.
It was Ian's fault for not cooperating in the struggle.
"Are you stupid?"
Ian had a weird expression on his face. He raised his fist and smashed it into the face of the evil nun. "Do you think I need to breathe? We are now free from the constraints of flesh and blood!"
Punch after punch.
The evil spirit was hit by Ian and retreated repeatedly. Its already ugly face became even more sunken, pus and blood splattered everywhere, and flesh flew everywhere. Most of its head was smashed into pieces.
"What's going on!"
The evil spirit's expression was one of astonishment.
It seemed to find it hard to imagine that it was so weak. Soon, after Ian kicked it to the ground, it seemed to finally understand what was going on.
"I didn't absorb your fear! Impossible! Where is your fear? Where is your terror!" The evil nun screamed shrilly, with confusion and bewilderment in her roaring voice.
It wanted to escape and hide.
But Ian rushed over and stepped on its head.
"Yes! Where did you hide my fear and terror? Give them back to me!" Ian turned the tables, and his fists rained down like raindrops.
The head of the evil nun had been smashed into pieces. However, it was also tough, and even in such a tragic situation, it still roared at Ian with hatred.
"This is just your last struggle. In the real dimension, your life is already rapidly withering! No human body can bear my poison!"
"Five minutes! Your life will only continue for five minutes!" She was obviously trying to induce Ian's fear, and her bloody body let out a crazy laugh.
"Um?"
Ian's fist did stop because of this.
But,
The evil spirit strangely found that he still could not absorb the other party's power of fear.
"Do I have to get rid of you within five minutes..." Ian really felt the urgency, and his amazing intelligence and wisdom of 2.4 was working rapidly.
It is definitely better to believe in yourself than to believe in Constantine outside.
Five minutes.
How can he save himself?
"Human...you can't destroy me like this..." The evil spirit laughed, but before it could finish its boastful words, it found Ian lying on top of it.
In an instant.
The evil spirit's arrogant and mocking words suddenly stopped. Instead, the evil nun spirit became the first to be terrified.
"Ah!!! What are you doing!?"
More than just horror.
Still a little flustered.
Its wails echoed throughout the world of thought.
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