Chapter 33: Dreams, nightmares, elegy for traitors

　　 Before setting off, Lu Zhengkang still has one important thing to complete, and that is to replenish his soul energy.
There are two methods of 　　, one is meditation, which restores energy with dreams, and the second is the old method, which is to devour residual dreams.
In terms of efficiency, the second one is far better than the first one, and can increase the upper limit of soul energy, but the hidden danger is quite large, there are too many messy memories, and Lu Zhengkang's subconscious will be over-enhanced, which will have a serious impact on him. , Including wandering, frantic, etc.
　　 Lu Zhengkang's plan is to choose whether to devour the soul after getting the container mask, which is very safe.
　　 Find a safe and clean corner, Lu Zhengkang lay down, closed his eyes and started to sleep.
　　 The golden dream world expands, engulfing Lu Zhengkang.
　　 As soon as he entered here, there was a feeling of disintegration. He turned into a pure white sun, projecting nearly ten thousand points of consciousness.
　　 The finishing work of absorbing the huge amount of Can Dreams in the Colosseum of Fools has not yet been completely completed, so many sub-consciousnesses, many have not yet arranged their destinations.
　　The scale of the Dreamland Arena is a bit too small, so Lu Zhengkang decided to make further plans.
　　 is based on the eighteen levels subdivided into the total consciousness. Every three levels of consciousness share one arena, and the number of arenas will reach six.
The lower the level, the greater the number of sub-consciousnesses. Because the memories learned when creating them are too fragmented, the low-level consciousness is not very intelligent and the personality is chaotic, which will not cause too much trouble to the high-level managers. .
For example, there are three thousand "junior gladiators" at the lowest level, but there are only twenty "intermediate gladiators" who are in charge of them. There are a total of one thousand intermediate gladiators, and there are only fifty senior gladiators who manage them. By analogy, there are a total of nine thousand nine hundred and twenty-three sub-consciousness, and there are only ten generals at the top, all of whom are involved in the management of the next-level upper command.
　　 In terms of strength, of course, the higher the level, the stronger the strength, but as the low-level sub-conscious personality continues to improve, it can also be promoted to the high-level.
　　 Lu Zhengkang's dream world has established a kingdom, a fighter kingdom!
　　 The six arenas are the battlegrounds for the fighters and the place for their promotion. They are selected by the elimination system, and the number of each level is fixed. If someone goes up, someone goes down.
　　 points consciousness will grow in the battle, enhance the strength of Lu Zhengkang's overall soul, and at the same time help him sort out and merge messy memories.
　　 The six dream arenas are built on six platforms, shrinking from bottom to top, like a pyramid, and the total consciousness is the sun hanging in the sky, illuminating everything.
　　 Total consciousness perceives the vast dream world.
　　 How did it appear here?
　　 Why are the dreams of all bugs united into one? Is it the instinct of race? Or some great creation?
　　 A deep gaze interrupted his thinking.
　　 Deep in the sky of the dream world, there is a round of bright light, even the gorgeous color of the dream itself cannot conceal the magnificent momentum of this brilliant golden light.
　　 "Submission! Serve!" The bursting will rushed over, breaking the barrier between dreams, turning into a fuzzy light group with wings, making a terrifying roar, constantly echoing in Lu Zhengkang's dream.
　　 is radiation!
　　 He noticed Lu Zhengkang. Perhaps such a powerful soul made him happy with the hunt. The radiant will with unquestionable majesty, taught people not to resist, kneeling under the great light.
　　 Lu Zhengkang's dreams rioted, and many of the underlying sub-consciousnesses were infested by the radiant will, and began to emit orange light, and the infection began to spread.
　　 The total consciousness incarnates into a white bone nail condensed with light, piercing down into the dream world, destroying the infected sub-consciousness, and at the same time turning the remaining sub-consciousness into light, thrown into this sharp and huge bone nail.
　　 The bone nails that condense the great will of countless warriors, attack the gods!
　　 A sword pierced the radiant incarnation that rushed into the dreamland, destroying the dead, hitting the point!
　　 Radiant light gave out a cold roar, "I! No! Will! Be! Beat! Defeated!"
　　 Then, the radiant incarnation split by the sword qi shattered, and the radiant body was about to continue to make an impact, but was restricted by the seal, and had to withdraw his attention.
　　 A huge amount of dream essence gushes out of the broken incarnation, which is integrated into the bone nails of martial art, so that the surface of it shows colorful and mysterious lines, like a hardened warrior.
This time it was a blessing in disguise. Lu Zhengkang's total consciousness stripped off the sub-consciousness. The number has been reduced by nearly a thousand, mainly low-level fighters, but the overall quality has improved a lot. Those originally dull and chaotic sub-consciousness have become wise and clear. .
　　 Lu Zhengkang sensed that his soul energy had been fully replenished, and even improved a lot, and immediately he did not want to stay in the dream world and awaken himself.
Opening his eyes, Lu Zhengkang stood up tired of the view of the Queen’s Garden. This nightmare was thrilling. If it weren’t for the radiant light to be blocked by the seal, I was afraid that I would be doomed this time. It seems that I can’t enter a dream recently. Go to those special places.
　　 After experiencing the danger, Lu Zhengkang quickly adjusted his mood and went to the fungus wasteland to meet the three mantis leaders.
　　 Coming to the tribe, Lu Zhengkang keenly perceives the depressive atmosphere here. There are no warriors guarding on the road. There are vaguely a few hurried figures jumping quickly between the platforms and rushing towards the center of the village.
　　 Lu Zhengkang followed the figure in front and came to the battlefield where the three leaders were decisively fought. The fence here was lowered, and a fight was going on inside.
　　 Dozens of traitor mantises are being besieged by the three leaders. Although they are better than the warriors of the tribe ~EbookFREE.me~, they are far inferior to the leaders.
　　 The death of the traitor lord had a profound impact on the small circle of the Mantis tribe. It seems that some traitors decided to return to the tribe and accept the verdict.
　　 These traitors regained their glory, but their actions still caused irreparable pain, so the tribe decided to give them the death of a warrior. This glorious death sentence was executed by the leader himself.
The traitors fell one by one. Lu Zhengkang could see that they were fighting hard. Their sober minds brought them more dexterous means of fighting, but this did not make up for the difference in strength between them and the leader, only their resistance. Make this closing ceremony of death more enjoyable.
　　 That's all.
　　 It didn't take long. The traitors were killed and wounded, the fence gate was raised, and the three leaders came out to meet Lu Zhengkang.
　　 They said in unison: "Thank you for your help. Starting today, the glory of the tribe is complete again!"
Lu Zhengkang said solemnly: "Before he died, the traitor lord hoped that I would give you a message on his behalf. I promised. Then do you want to hear it? If you don't, I will record these words. When you want to watch , Can watch at any time."
　　 The expressions of the three leaders were stagnant, and they were silent for a long time. The leader said softly: "Under the glory, all hatred will dissipate. Say it, we can accept it."
"He said that he missed the scene of flying and hunting when he was young, and said that he was sorry and that his strength was not wrong. Finally, when he was completely swallowed by the infection, he shouted'Light! Radiation! Guardian! Attack!'. After shouting, he said Fell completely."
　　 The three chiefs turned their backs and sobbed softly. The two chiefs stood still. The chief said in a low voice, "Thank you. You will always be a distinguished guest of the tribe."
　　 Lu Zhengkang shook his head, said nothing, turned and left.