The ticking sound came.
The sound of water droplets gently echoed in his ears.
At first, it was very slow, just like Ryan's heartbeat. Gradually, it increased its speed and became faster and faster. Ryan's heartbeat also became faster and faster like the rhythm of the water droplets. Later on, the water droplets was like the heavy rain. The droplets continuously fell from the eaves to the ground like a rapid drumbeat.
Ryan felt very uncomfortable.
It was like a nightmare.
He wanted to wake up, but his body could not move. He had no way to control his body, even if he was sober.
What was going on?
Did something go wrong with his training?
He created this breathing technique that he cultivated. The foundation of the breathing technique came from the breathing technique of his family martial arts. Meanwhile, he combined it with the Indian Yuga and other cultivation techniques. In the end, his cultivation technique was unique. It was no longer pure martial arts, but was in the category of mysticism. On Earth, although he could not purely use his mind to affect matters, he could stimulate his own potential and do something that ordinary people couldn't do.
This was the reason why he was able to stand out among the many adventurers and enter the bottom of the mysterious pyramid, finally obtaining the Book of Gold.
Therefore, even though his heart was uncomfortable, Ryan's mind was still firm and he did not panic.
In his previous life, he had closed to die many times. He understood a principle. When things came to an end, he must not be flustered. In the face of danger, emotional fluctuations did not help at all.
Calm down!
He needed absolute calm!
He opened his eyes.
A blood-red sea...
What he saw was a blood-red sea. Blood fell from the sky like a rainstorm, drowning the ground and forming a vast sea. His body was floating above the Blood Sea, drifting with the flow.
The smell of blood filled his nose.
It was bone-piercingly cold!
The skin all over his body was covered in goosebumps and his heart suddenly stopped beating.
Could it be that his breathing method was incompatible with this world?
Fear!
Fear arose from his heart!
But he was still a human, so he couldn't avoid having human emotions.
Although his mind did not collapse, his body had an instinctive reaction. His whole body was tense. He could not help but tremble. He clenched his teeth but his teeth still chattered.
It's the reality?
Or an illusion?
For a moment, it was difficult to distinguish between illusions and reality.
Fear could kill people, especially the fear of the unknown.
It was not an exaggeration to say that people were scared to death, because there were examples.
Most people would bow to fear and give up resisting. They would let despair drown them. Gu Chaoyang, who came from Earth, was not an ordinary person. He would never choose to admit defeat and surrender.
There was a saying in a book that he liked.
A man could be killed, but not be defeated!
A Heart Lamp like Nirvana Lotus.
Ryan imagined a Heart Lamp. His soul was emitting a faint light. He visualized the light spreading out bit by bit, dispersing the boundless darkness. Then, it dispelled the fear that shrouded his mind.
The core of the Heart Lamp was a golden flame the size of which was as small as a soybean.
This was a phenomenon that had never appeared before.
On Earth, he had visualized the Heart Lamp countless times. He had never seen such a flame before. At that time, the light in his heart was mostly illusory and not as bright as it was now.
The golden flame flashed and disappeared.
The Blood Sea retreated like a tide from before, disappearing into the darkness.
He thought he would wake up from the nightmare.
However, the next moment, he found himself in a damp and dark alley. On both sides were walls covered in moss, towering into the clouds. Looking up, the moon was blocked by the high walls. Only a trace of yellow moonlight left.
A sound of footsteps came!
There were hurried footsteps behind him.
He wanted to look back, but his body was out of control.
It was still a nightmare!
It was still a clear dream!
The so-called clear dream was that when a person was dreaming, they still had a clear self-consciousness, the ability to think and remember, and even the feeling in the dream was the same as that of reality.
There were similarities between the clear dream and his current state, but there were also great differences.
He could not describe his current state in one word.
Just call it the clear dream!
He was afraid.
To be precise, there was another consciousness in his body.
That consciousness was extremely terrified and restless. It constantly asked for help. Other than asking for help, it had nothing to do.
Ryan could sense this consciousness, but this consciousness knew nothing about him.
Then, Ryan started running.
Running forward under the drive of that consciousness.
Behind him, the footsteps became hurried, accompanied by a violent gasp.
The consciousness cried.
Ryan could hear the cries. After being completely crushed by fear, the desperate cries showed a kind of indescribable sorrow.
Another voice sounded in his ears.
It was a sound that made one's eardrums uncomfortable. Although Ryan could not turn back, he knew that it was the sound of the blade scraping against the bluestone wall.
Was he being hunted?
At that moment, he felt like laughing.
What kind of bullshit dream is this?
However, since the transmigration and rebirth existed, it was not surprising that something strange would happen again.
His feet slipped.
He stepped on the slippery moss. His body staggered and fell heavily to the ground. He could not get up for a while. Driven by fear, he could only crawl forward.
That crying consciousness had completely collapsed and could only subconsciously crawl forward, aimlessly.
There was a puddle on the ground that had yet to dry up after the rain. The yellow moonlight fell from the top of his head to the surface of the water. He saw the reflection in the water. It was a face that flashed for a moment. It was a pale and bloodless face, and tears flew from it. This person had fluffy, curly blonde hair.
It was a young woman.
Looking again, the woman had already climbed over the puddle.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer...
Ryan's consciousness was bound to the woman's body. He was like a bystander who could only observe the world from the perspective of this woman. No matter how hard he tried, he could not control this body.
Thus, he could only watch helplessly as all this happened.
The woman's long hair was pulled up by someone, and she looked back at the faint yellow moonlight above her head.
There were clouds coming over and covering the moonlight.
There was a touch of coldness on her neck.
The woman cried, her whole body trembling uncontrollably...
Ryan felt a sense of danger. He didn't know why, but he always felt that if the cold blade cut through the woman's neck, he would also be greatly injured.
Fear seemed to be contagious, and he had a sense.
That was not a good experience.
He had to find a way to break free!
Phew...Letting out a long breath, Ryan suddenly sat up.It was as if he had emerged from the water. His entire body was soaked in sweat. If he took off his clothes and twisted them with force, the water would definitely wet the ground. This was not an exaggeration at all.The yellow moonlight shone through the window and painted several grids on the ground.Taking a deep breath, Ryan slowly relaxed his clenched fists.In that seemingly realistic dream, when the knife was about to cut his throat, Ryan visualized the Heart Lamp. The golden flame rotated and penetrated the endless darkness. His consciousness was thrown into the golden flame, as if he was caught in the eye of the tornado.After that, he woke up.Why?On Earth, he had cultivated countless times and had never encountered such a situation.Ever since he mastered the breathing technique, he had not even had
After walking out of the apartment and going down Mount Louga, Ryan bought two mutton pies from a roadside stall. After the meal, he sat in a public carriage that carried guests on the side of the road. The starting price was ten Finneys. After one kilometer, according to the number measurement device, each kilometer would cost five Finneys.The nobles and merchants all had private carriages, and most of the people who took public carriages were middle-class, such as the managers of the merchant association or low-level administrative officials.The Mount Louga community where Ryan was located was far away from the Holy Roland Block where his uncle and his family lived.About ten kilometers.In the past, in order to save money, Ryan would choose to walk to Holy Roland.With his speed, even if he walked very fast, it would take him more than three hours.Now he no longer valued money as much as before. Mone
Sunlight shone through the window.The windows of the dining room were open. Outside the windows was the backyard of the house. There was a flowerbed. Inside the flowerbed, the tulips were very beautiful. They swayed gently with the wind, and the strong fragrance of flowers drifted into the room with the wind. It was refreshing.Ryan sat at a seat facing the windows, separated from his uncle's family by a rectangular table. On the opposite side sat his uncle Jordan Bell, his aunt Susan Bell, and his cousin Ronzo Bell, who was sitting on the top of the table on his right. Now, he was talking with confidence."This is rare! This is a rare good thing!"Ronzo waved his arm. The amplitude of his movement was not big, but it was very powerful.He stared at Ryan, who was opposite him. His eyes were bright and his expression was particularly sincere.Ronzo had once seen Speaker Macron's speech in the upper house a
Bang!The door was heavily closed behind him. The flower basket hanging on the door was shaking. It seemed that it was about to fall. A few seconds later, the shaking stopped. The flower basket was still hanging on the door, but it was a bit crooked than before.Ryan walked down the corridor, with his hands empty.He stood on the aisle in front of the door and looked up at the sky.At noon, the sun hung above his head. When the sunlight shone upon the ground, the heat of summer was released by the cool breeze from the Star Sea. The air was filled with the smell of the moist sea.It was lunchtime, but Ryan was driven out of the door.Because he refused to sign the contract, his uncle and his family immediately became unpleased. It was definitely not possible for him to stay for lunch. As for Ryan's request, of course, it was also rejected. They said that the rain had leaked and poured into the basement. The
Amidst the scream, Ryan could not help but blink.It was as if his entire body had fallen into the eye of a tornado, and he could not help it.That is how he felt.Ryan did not allow himself to be controlled by this feeling. His mind was still highly concentrated. In his sea of consciousness, although the golden flame was weak, it was still blooming like a lotus flower.The page of the book in the center of the flame was still half open, not closed, and not completely open.Soon, he opened his eyes.Everything had disappeared!Everything returned to normal!There was no white mist, no old woman, but only lines of tombstones, leafy trees, and the sunlight that passed through the branches. Leaves fell on the ground in front of the tombstone, swaying with the wind."Dong..."At the top of the church on the mountain peak, there was a spire with a cross, and a
The young man, Ryan, had lived in this world for sixteen years and had never stepped out of Lanceton. He had been struggling for livelihood all year round. After all, Lanceton was also considered a prosperous place in the south of Franka Empire. It was the fief of the Rose Duke, and it was also a transportation hub from the south to the north. It was a commercial city. Therefore, even if Ryan did not care much about the world, he had more or less received some information. He was not a teenager who grew up in the countryside knowing nothing about this world.This world was different from Earth.This was a world where the spirit could interfere with matter.On Earth, mysticism was just a delusion. Even if he cultivated a special technique, it was only able to increase the potential of his body. He could maintain a clear mind and remain calm like a mountain. However, when he erupted, there was still no way to surpass the limits of the human body.
Putting down the knife and fork, Ryan exhaled a long breath.The sunlight penetrating through the window and felling on the dining table had moved forward a few centimeters. Now, it was almost three o'clock.Forty-five minutes.In forty-five minutes, the food in his stomach was about four or five kilograms. Normally, Ryan's stomach should be bulging. At this moment, it was difficult for him to even get up. If he moved a little, his stomach would feel extremely uncomfortable. If he moved violently, his intestines would most likely be broken.Eating so much in a short period of time, except for trained people with a big stomach, ordinary people would not be able to do it.However, Ryan's lower abdomen was extremely flat, like a plain, not a high mountain. The four or five kilograms of food seemed to have disappeared into a deep well without a trace.The digestive system of the body naturally could not do thi
The orange sunset glow floated in the western sky, dyeing most of the sky beautiful. On the other side of the port, the sound of a whistle could be heard from time to time. It was a fishing boat that had returned late at night. The outer sea of the port was just like the sky. It was colorful and undulating.Ryan walked up the slope in a sunset.The ground was covered by dirty water. The streets were piled up with garbage. the wooden houses were randomly built. The narrow alleys could only allow the two of them to walk side by side. Having no care about the environment, the children were screaming, laughing, and fooling around...Everything was normal!There seemed to be no change!But he was different from the youth before!At the entrance of the apartment, Ryan met Aunt Schultz, who was as big as a bear."Hello, Mr. Charles!"She greeted loudly, her voice loud and clear.