Chapter 80 Dark Memories In the end, the two chose to take the discussing it and thinking it over carefully, we realized that the risk radius of walking up the stairs for such a long distance is about the same as that of taking the elevator. It is impossible to avoid danger in this strange place, so it is better to free up your legs and feet a little bit and ensure that you can run when you really encounter danger. Taking the old elevator, Anti and Iris stood side by side as the elevator moved slowly. "Have you thought of more things during this time?" Anti asked. "No, if Mr. Passerby wants to get intelligence support from me, don't expect too much." Iris replied indifferently. "Okay." After saying that, Anti's eyes were still on the knives in Iris's hands. [“Iris’ Claw”: The sharp claw of the bird of eternal sleep, a weapon used to bring wakefulness or sleep to all lost souls in dreams, is a symbolic object extended from the bird itself. One blade represents “wakefulness”, and the other blade represents “sleep”.] A weapon with a name. Anti was greedy. "Mr. Passerby, why are you staring at my weapon?" Iris noticed Anti's eyes and asked.
"These weapons are very delicate and sharp. What stories do they have?" Although Night Eyes had already given some information, it did not stop Anti from asking again. "They are weapons that have been with me for a long time. Even though I have forgotten a lot about them, they still give me a sense of familiarity." Iris said, raising her right hand and making some knife moves. The blade scraped against the elevator wall, leaving a mark. "Compared to my weapon, I'm more curious about Mr. Passerby. Your weapon seems to have a very close relationship with you. This is also a change on the flesh and blood level." Iris asked. "I don't know either. My understanding of my body is now close to zero. Perhaps the only thing I am familiar with is this layer of skin." Anti said. "Indeed, you are one of the few sober people I have ever met. Even in a dream, you can control the most profound part of yourself very well." Anti was stunned: "Can you tell?" "I am your guide, so naturally I must understand you. Please make sure that your deep self remains asleep here, otherwise this fragile dream may be disturbed." "I'm trying my best." As he was speaking, the elevator, moving at a snail's pace, arrived at the eighteenth floor. As expected, the target layer was not reached directly. The elevator door slowly opened, revealing a spacious corridor ahead. Anti reached out and pressed the button to close the door, but there was no response. I looked outside and it seemed like the button on the outside of the elevator was being held down by something invisible, so no matter how hard I pressed the buttons from the inside, it wouldn't close. "Let's go." Iris walked out of the elevator and said calmly. "Yeah." Anti responded and suddenly smashed the elevator button on the wall with a hammer. The elevator seemed to malfunction suddenly and began to move downwards without the doors closing. Anti and Iris saw a blurry mass of flesh and blood above the elevator bridge box, with human limbs stuck in it, and a human face with a creepy smile. It looked at the two of them as it passed by and then sank into the darkness below. When he arrived at the elevator door, the flame totem flashed, and he performed a burning miracle, throwing a ball of fire down.
Clapping his hands, Anti turned around and said, "Let's go." The two of them ignored what would happen to the elevator behind them and came to the corridor. As soon as I came up, I saw what seemed to be several figures moving in the corridor. There were a few doctors stitching faces, and a group of people dressed casually whose backgrounds were unclear. Although Anti and Iris did not get close, the sound of a negotiation still reached their ears, as if it was being spoken in their ears. "Why are there reporters coming in secretly? It seems that this deal has been going on for a long time." "We have already dealt with that reporter. It was just that there were so many people around at the time, so we had to deal with him in a hurry. We broke his limbs and threw him into the elevator. We will think of a way to deal with him in the evening." "Idiot, do you know why these reporters are here? These rats must have smelled something. You and our deal have been going on for quite some time, so maybe the news leaked out." "But...but..." "You guys should figure out how to get rid of those traces during this time. Hehe, but this time we can help you digest a little more, but the price is this, you know." "I knew you had bad intentions!" "Just tell me whether you want to do this deal or not." "……bring it on." There was a loud and somewhat harsh sound of footsteps passing by. "Director, the woman who was giving birth ran away!" "How can you run away when you're already on the operating table?! Didn't you give me the medicine?" "I did, but the woman in labor was booked by one of their people, and with the meat they gave her, it seems like something went wrong." "What?" The shrill voice from before sounded again, curiously asking, "Something happened to the newborn baby we ordered before? Because the mother added something we gave her?" "Yes, but we can handle it..." "No, no, no, take us there quickly, we want to see it with our own eyes!" The voice stopped here, and Anti looked at Iris. Iris said, "I've said before that the time and space in dreams, as well as the internal logic, are all disordered, and everything is based on the dreamer's desire to express himself." Anti nodded, walked out of the corner, and walked into the corridor with a swagger. Iris followed with a normal expression. The undisguised footsteps attracted the attention of the weirdos in front. They all turned their heads and found that they were all monsters with stitched faces. It seemed that they were not the ones who were talking before, because they did not look rational. The images and sounds just now were more like a scene from a dream. The monster ran over with a roar. Anti lit the hammer with one hand and used his hand to control the object. The hammer flew up under the cover of red light while burning with flames and smashed out in the air. At the same time, Iris stretched out her arms and opened her swords like a flying bird.
Another purple-white light flashed. Iris' speed was even faster than the hammer controlled by Yuwu. Several monsters with stitched faces were chopped into pieces at the first sight. The hammer knocked over the remaining men, and the flames spread to their flesh, burning them directly. Anti pulled open the lining: "Big mouth?" no response. I didn’t even eat in my dream, so the purity seems to be a bit low. However, it may be that he is simply too tired and wants to have a good rest. Anti didn't blame it too much. Iris attacked very ruthlessly, and her movements were accompanied by purple and white light, without any of the strange traditional "girls dancing when fighting" style. [Sleeping Skill: A technique refined from the power to make the target fall into a deep sleep. After using it, one can immediately know the fastest way to kill the target and act. The light footsteps and heavy strikes can even deprive the godhood. The skill with ruthlessness and killing as the main theme is the gentleness and kindness of the bird of eternal sleep.] It was not a miracle, but a real strength that he possessed, and Night's eyes gave him a very high evaluation. Iris stood among the minced meat, holding the knife in her backhand and turning her head. She had no habit of wiping the blood, and looked at Anti with the same expression. Anti took back the hammer, stood among the flames of the burning corpses in the corridor, and shook his hand to remove the flames attached to the hammer. "Come on, keep going upstairs." (End of this chapter)