Miss Sword Case can't see anything.
Qin Ze couldn't help but ponder, where did he fall short of Miss Sword Case?
The villagers' soul power was continuously transferred to the tower, and the soul power, as dazzling as stars, was so magnificent under the dark night sky.
Qin Ze suddenly remembered the Grand Consul's words.
"The most obvious one in the world is the ultimate weapon; you can see it at a glance."
Compared to the boundless green ocean, the Star Tower is indeed too conspicuous.
Qin Ze carried Miss Sword Case on his back, preparing to sneak into the tower at night.
But at that moment, the tower vanished into thin air.
Moreover, the villagers' soul power also stopped being stripped away.
Night fell silent once more, broken only by the sounds of the villagers' snores and occasional murmurs.
We've found some ruins!
The excited voices of the clones echoed through the network.
Qin Ze didn't have time to think and immediately switched perspectives.
Through the vision of his clones, he saw a building half-buried underground.
Most of it has collapsed, with only a small portion remaining relatively intact.
Through the open "door," one can see the mess inside.
Broken furniture, yellowed books, and some bottles and jars.
"Who brought a metal shovel? Bring it out now!"
"Dig! Dig!"
"It's pitch black, can the Self-Destruct Squad please light up?"
"I'm a hand grenade, not a flare!"
"..."
Although the world is dark and devoid of light, it still cannot dampen the enthusiasm of the old folks.
The group used whatever materials were available, cutting down trees to make torches which they then stuck into the ground.
With all preliminary preparations complete, the clone, armed with a diamond shovel, prepared to "go down into the tomb."
My arm is so itchy.
"What you said makes my butt a little itchy too."
"Damn it! My butt has eyes!"
"It would be strange if they hadn't grown, right?"
"Eyes! They're big, bright eyes!"
"Look, I have them on my arms and chest too!"
"Damn! This isn't something to brag about, we've been infected!"
"..."
None of the clones present escaped unscathed; eyes opened one after another from various parts of their bodies.
Qin Ze heard a series of chaotic whispers, and his already unstable clone went Completely Insane.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~ I'm the big windmill!"
Let me blow on it~
Call me the King of Hundred Eyes!
"..."
Those who specialize in creating mental clones have higher resistance, so they immediately took out daggers and began to gouge out the alien eyes.
But the eyes appeared too quickly; in the time it took to dig out one, two new ones had already grown.
In less than a minute, the clone's entire body was covered with countless eyes of all sizes, with not an inch of intact skin remaining.
The clones stood rooted to the spot like wooden stakes, their strange eyes blinking eerily.
Eyes appeared on the canopies of the surrounding trees, all looking towards the village.
The forest seemed to come alive at that moment, Qin Ze sensed that it was being watched by the village.
Tree branches swayed without wind, river water flowed upstream, and animals rotted instantly.
All the clones lost their connection, and the more than thirty clones Qin Ze released during the day were all rendered useless.
"This forest is dangerous."
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Qin Ze would never have been able to reconcile the hellish scene he had just witnessed with the vibrant forest he had seen during the day.
The spirit in his face and eyes suddenly became restless, constantly moving in and out, testing Qin Ze's bottom line.
"You're really getting worked up!"
Qin Ze lost his patience and prepared to pry it out.
Her eyes grew anxious, and disregarding the burning sensation from Qin Ze's powerful spiritual body, she actually confronted him head-on.
Qin Ze sensed Ling's emotional change. "Are you afraid?"
The spirit completely shattered the eggshell of the eye and headed straight for Qin Ze's Spiritual Sea of Consciousness.
However, this newborn little creature was far too weak, and was submerged in the Spiritual Sea of Consciousness without a trace.
Qin Ze sneered, "Possession also requires strength."
After saying that, he used his fingernails to pry the strange eye off his face.
Without the spirit within, the eyes were no longer as bright as before.
But the eyeball did not wither; a glimmer of life remained.
Before Qin Ze could examine the scene closely, he suddenly felt a tremendous force, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down on the village.
"Is the spirit in your eyes afraid of the forest?"
It seemed to sense the forest's encroachment; either way, it was doomed, so it ultimately chose to fight to the death.
Unfortunately, it chose the wrong target.
The primary target of that strange force was the villagers around the campfire.
It was at this moment that a sudden change occurred.
An invisible force field surrounded the villagers, blocking all the forest's attacks.
"Dream."
"He is protecting the leeks through the power of dreams."
Qin Ze clicked his tongue in amazement; this guy, Brother Bull Head, actually understood sustainable development.
The forest quickly changed direction and locked onto Qin Ze's stone house.
Miss Sword Case exclaimed, "They're coming towards us!"
In an instant, the house where Qin Ze was located was enveloped by a "huge wave" that descended from the sky.
Tables, floors, walls, ceilings...
Everywhere he could see, countless eyes opened.
Those eyes were cold, indifferent, and devoid of emotion.
Qin Ze felt as if his body was trapped in a giant vortex, sinking deeper and deeper...
The countless clamorous whispers disturbed his mind.
Unseen, gigantic hands were tearing at his soul.
Even after activating the Source of God, Qin Ze was unable to completely block this power.
It's the power of rules again.
To defy the rules, one must possess overwhelming power.
Alternatively, find the corresponding rules to achieve maximum effect with minimal effort.
Qin Ze caught a glimpse of the sleeping villagers outside and immediately called out to Miss Sword Case.
" Daydream Seed, let me enter your dreams."
Upon hearing this, Miss Sword Case, who was anxiously pacing around, immediately planted a seed of Daydream Seed on Qin Ze's head.
The vortex beneath his feet finally disappeared, and he saw himself surrounded by countless hideous ghostly figures.
Qin Ze activated the Source of God and Annihilation all the ghostly figures with a single punch.
But the next second, countless ghostly figures surged in.
"I'll help you."
Miss Sword Case's power entered the dream, and the stone house transformed into an impregnable fortress, keeping out all invading forces.
"Done!"
Miss Sword Case appeared beside Qin Ze, Yangyang.
In my dreams, I'm invincible!
Qin Ze looked at the evil spirits pounding on the doors and windows outside; they were the embodiment of the power of the forest.
What he found interesting was that the power of the forest was similar to the evil god who harvested leeks, both being related to dreams.
After an unknown amount of time, the ghostly figures outside the window all disappeared.
Miss Sword Case said, "It's dawn."
Qin Ze opened his eyes and woke up in the stone house.
The villagers in the square also woke up and began their busy day.
Just then, the witch looked over. He simply smiled slightly and then returned to his house.
Qin Ze muttered, "You really do have to close your eyes when it gets dark."
Dreams are the rules of the forest; only in dreams can one truly confront them.
He still held the strange eye in his hand, with a white, tail-like thing trailing behind it.
After a night, my eyeballs have become somewhat shriveled.
Qin Ze gently touched it with his finger, infusing it with a wisp of life, and the eyeballs regained their fullness.
Immediately afterwards, he tried to inject a wisp of spiritual energy into it, and a voice that seemed to come from near and far suddenly rang in his ears.
"Reborn, please respond! Reborn, please respond! I need help..."