System: Arena of the Gods

Chapter 660

In the observation room, there was a strange creature about one meter long floating in the observation room. It had the body of an elephant and tiger claws. It curled up and was attacking in all directions.

Wang Chu set up a spatial restriction and a mental restriction in the outside world to trap this strange creature.

Seeing the conflict, the strange creature roared, but the sound was hollow and inconsistent with its appearance. Just listening to the sound, one would have thought it was some cute little guy.

Everyone was observing this creature, but most of them shook their heads and sighed. They didn't know it. Only Qiu Long sighed after hesitating: "I didn't expect that the legendary creature actually appeared. The pressure in the future is getting bigger and bigger." ."

Wang Chu heard this and asked in surprise: "Do you know what this is?"

"The dream tapir is a dream-eating mythical beast, but it was probably deified by the ancients. Its ability is single and it cannot be called a mythical beast." Qiu Long said solemnly.

Wang Chu suddenly realized that he had seen creatures like the Dream Tapir in many games, but in the game modeling, they were all cute images, which made him unable to deal with them for a moment. Sure enough, people always like to speculate on unknown existences. Beautify.

After thinking about it, he walked to the ban, wanting to carefully observe the dream tapir that existed in the game. The trapped dream tapir also knew who caused his current situation, so he and the king who came closer Chu met his eyes.

"Human, what are you looking at?" Meng Tapir shouted, his voice sounding milky.

Wang Chu knew that it could talk, but he didn't expect that it actually had a dialect tone and replied for no reason, "What are you looking at?"

"Damn it, you're going too far to bully a demon." Meng Tapir said angrily, but it really had no deterrent effect.

But the next moment, the body of Meng Tapir, who was still imprisoned and could not escape, suddenly became illusory, and then penetrated out of the two restrictions without any hindrance, and suddenly got into Wang Chu's head.

Wang Chu's movements froze instantly, he slowly closed his eyes, and then fell backwards.

Qiu Long rushed out and wanted to support Wang Chu, but his legs and feet became weak. He threw himself on the ground, but he was still crawling forward. However, he crawled for a few times before he realized that Wang Chu had already fallen. It was his turn and he looked up. Sure enough, Wang Chu had been caught by Qi Sihui and helped to a chair.

"Thank you." Qi Sihui said as she looked at Qiu Long who was slowly getting up.

Qiu Long didn't answer, just smiled awkwardly, and then sat back on the chair.

"Does he need treatment? This one is about to wake up." A nurse asked.

"No need, I believe that my son, the little monster, can't do anything to him." Qi Sihui said domineeringly.

……

In Wang Chu's sea of ​​consciousness, his spiritual body was floating on it at this moment. He lowered his head and looked at his body. It was smooth and the color was light white and blue. His left arm also grew back.

The spiritual body appeared in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, looking at the smooth mirror-like water surface and the rich white mist. This was the first time he saw the sea of ​​​​consciousness with his "eyes". This feeling was very strange, as if it was far away, like a dream.

Opposite Wang Chu, the dream tapir's form also changed. It lost its fur and sharp claws and turned into a small elephant with purple firm skin, which looked quite cute.

"If you can see my uncle in this form, you will die with no regrets." Meng Tapir said confidently.

Wang Chu laughed out loud, but the sound was too inconsistent. It was like a baby who had just learned to speak and always said mature words and did adult things without realizing it.

"Human, don't go too far. You have been dragged into the spiritual battlefield by me. Here, you can only rely on your spirit to fight. Our Meng Tapir clan has racial advantages, and you are no match for me." Meng Tapir threatened.

Wang Chu didn't think Meng Tapir was joking. He had already sensed it just now. Meng Tapir's mental intensity was only higher than his. His current mental intensity was sharpened by the Divine Furnace Concept and was about to transform into a higher level. The quality of mental power of Meng Tapir is higher than that of him. This racial talent allows him to be born with high-quality mental power, which is indeed an advantage.

But this does not mean that he will definitely lose. He only has many more mental attack methods than Meng Tapir, and he also has some ideas and is about to try them.

Seeing Wang Chu floating motionless, Meng Tapir thought that he had successfully frightened him, so he gloated: "But it's not impossible to talk about it. I have sensed too many negative emotions in you that don't belong to you. This is the most important thing for me." Good food, as long as you swear to surrender to me, I will live in your sea of ​​consciousness and help you clean up these emotions regularly, but you must ensure that I can eat enough every week."

Wang Chu was still indifferent, and Meng Tapir became more and more curious about this. He hadn't even started attacking yet, so why did his opponent become like this?It approached Wang Chu and wanted to find out. Being confident, it didn't think it would suffer any losses in the spiritual battlefield, so it didn't have much vigilance.

But when it approached Wang Chu, a green flame suddenly ignited on Wang Chu's body and enveloped him. This flame did not have a high temperature, but it could burn his mental power.

The dream tapir screamed in pain and escaped from the flames. It forcibly separated part of its body and burned it with the green fire.

"What kind of flame is this? Why can it burn the spirit and even threaten the soul?" Meng Tapir exclaimed.

"My guess is indeed correct. The Nine Netherworld Fire can indeed affect it, but there is still more." Wang Chu looked at the Nine Netherworld Fire burning on his body and said in a deep voice.

The next moment, the sea of ​​consciousness shook, and a red furnace broke through the clouds and mists, floating and suppressing it.

"What kind of monster are you? How come there is such a thing in the sea of ​​consciousness?" Meng Tapir couldn't believe it and wanted to give up.

But when Meng Tapir wanted to escape first, Wang Chu casually circled a circle of flames and surrounded it with himself. The sacred furnace rotated at high altitude in the center of the venue, attracting the Nine Nether Fires to gradually pour into it, forming a prison of flames. prison.

"Come again, isn't this what you are good at?" Wang Chu said with a smile.

"Brother, we have something to discuss." Meng Tapir said with a smile.

……

In the observation room, everyone except Qiu Long left. The nurses pushed Hu Wei back to the ward. Qiu Long leaned on the back of the chair, holding his chin and looking at Wang Chu.

Qi Sihui patted Wang Chu's shoulder gently, as if she was coaxing him to sleep as a child. Looking at the child who was breathing slowly, Qi Sihui showed a gentle expression.

But when she put her palm on Wang Chu's cold left arm, her expression was filled with distress and guilt.

After a while, Wang Chu slowly opened his eyes, looked at his mother's face close at hand, and smiled knowingly.

"Is it solved?" Qi Sihui asked.

"Solved." Wang Chu replied.

"Killed?" Qi Sihui asked again.

"No, keep it for use. I signed a master-servant contract and it will serve me." Wang Chu said with a smile.

Qi Sihui changed her soft tone and became serious again, and said in a deep voice: "You have to wait here until I get off work today. If you dare to run away, you will look good."

Wang Chu pursed his lips and nodded vigorously.