Chapter 146

Dan Heng quickly judged Dennis's current situation from his mind:

"But he was clearly a human just a moment ago... A meme-creature transformed from a human?!"

Before Dan Heng could clearly assess the situation before him, a burst of manic laughter erupted from the mouth of Dennis, who had transformed into a meme state.

"Why not join us?! Join in Penacony's eternal... carnival."

At this moment, the members of the Astral Express suddenly noticed that behind Dennis's neck, a twisted and sticky memory-substance tentacle was connected,

hanging down from Penacony's invisible ceiling like a puppeteer controlling a marionette, manipulating Dennis.

The sound of manic laughter turned into hard blocks of memory substance and smashed toward the Astral Express members.

"Watch out!!!"

Welt Yang raised his cane, and the gravity around him suddenly distorted, deflecting the heavy block condensed from memory substance.

"Join the carnival! Penacony's eternal carnival!!!"

Dennis's face, covered by a paper bag, suddenly appeared behind Welt Yang, extending withered yellow fingers to stab at Welt Yang's head.

The viscous tentacle probed into Welt Yang's ear canal,

and various scenes of indulgence and carnival emerged before Welt Yang's eyes...

Slash——————

A scabbard wrapped in thunder light swept past, and Dennis's arm was severed and flew into the sky.

Acheron was surrounded by purple thunder light, and a bone-chilling coldness surged out, closing in on Dennis, whose arms had been severed.

However, the cartoon pattern on Dennis's paper-bag face suddenly smiled.

The surrounding hotel lobby changed like a Rubik's cube, folding and twisting.

In the blink of an eye, the Astral Express members were standing in a long hotel corridor.

"... What on earth is all this?!" March 7th, looking completely bewildered, finally couldn't help but ask out loud.

That lobby manager had inexplicably undergone a change, inexplicably given them a clearly strange room card, and then inexplicably launched an attack...

Acheron vigilantly gripped the katana in her hand and looked around the hotel corridor...

"A meme... or a similar meme-creature?" Dan Heng said in a low voice.

"The sensation when cutting it was also very strange." Acheron, standing to the side, nodded slightly and said, "It's somewhat like a Blood-Sin Spirit; cutting into it feels like hitting a void..."

"Eternal, four point five billion years..." Welt Yang pinched his chin, a guess arising in his heart.

【"Drip..."】

【"【Party Guest. Dennis】"】

【"Penacony's lobby manager, a party guest chasing pleasure in the Golden Hour. It is said that the cartoon smile on the paper-bag face is the remnant of his past laughter."】

【"One of the guests who has existed in the dreamscape for four point five billion years, having drained all laughter from the indulgence of the long years, he fell into becoming a meme-creature with only an outer shell but filled with void inside, once again becoming a guest who guides new guests into the dreamscape."】

Just as Welt Yang was thinking, a sound came from the golden trash can that Stelle was holding in her hands.

"..." Everyone looked at Stelle with bewildered expressions.

"Why is this trash can still in your hands?!" March 7th couldn't help but complain, "Didn't the End of Nihility give this thing?"

Hearing March 7th's words, Stelle hurriedly hugged the trash can tightly: "His Majesty told me to carry it, saying this is called critical usage."

"So the sound just now was the function of this trash can... right?" Welt Yang raised his eyebrows.

He remembered that Stelle had once used this trash can to identify that fruit from another world.

Stelle nodded: "This can can identify all things."

"I see, this confirms my guess."

Welt Yang pinched his chin and said in a deep voice:

"If I guessed correctly, the time flow in the Penacony dreamscape is not the same as the outside world."

"Only a few hours have passed in the outside world, but four point five billion years have already passed in the dreamscape."

"The residents of Penacony have also been trapped in the dreamscape for four point five billion years."

142. 【How many seconds are there in eternity?】

"Four point five billion years..." Listening to Welt Yang's words, March 7th couldn't help but feel a bit dazed.

Four point five billion years, a long, almost infinite period of time; four point five billion years had actually passed within Penacony.

The residents here had also lived in this dreamscape for four point five billion years, a length of time that is terrifying.

"The Xianzhou people have long lifespans, and in terms of their physical bodies, they are almost immortal."

Dan Heng frowned, looked around at the gloomy surroundings, and said in a low voice:

"But as the years pass, the sadness, pain, resentment, and hatred in one's memories... these emotions will gradually devour a person's spirit, eventually causing them to fall into Mara-Struck after less than a thousand years of life."

"The residents of Penacony are likely similar..."

"Eternal existence will breed unbearable void."

Acheron nodded slightly and added softly:

"Four point five billion years of existence and void pressing down on a mortal's spirit... will breed unimaginable monsters."

"That lobby manager named Dennis just now is likely—"

22 Hiss!!!

The sound of sharp claws tearing through the air suddenly rang out, and the surrounding lights suddenly dimmed.

"Are you looking for me?!" Dennis's voice suddenly rang out.

Acheron's katana broke through the air from its sheath, wrapping in thunder light and slashing toward Dennis in the darkness.

The thunder light illuminated Dennis's paper-bag face, and also illuminated the creepy cartoon smile on his face.

The hotel corridor lights flickered once, and Dennis's figure suddenly disappeared.

When the lights came on again, his figure appeared under the pale light not far away.

The lights flickered, shining on the withered yellow paper-bag head; the scarlet cartoon smile looked like it was dripping blood.

"Do you want a balloon?"

Dennis reached out, rummaged through his paper-bag face, and took out a balloon as shriveled as dead skin.

He blew into the balloon a few times, and the balloon immediately began to expand into a strip shape.

Dennis's fingertips moved rapidly, and he tied the balloon into the shape of a puppy.

Hiss————

The lights went out and came back on, and Dennis's figure instantly appeared in front of March 7th, holding the balloon puppy in his hand.

March 7th looked at Dennis's paper-bag head and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Dennis chuckled, and handed the balloon in his hand to March 7th...

"Pale Dragon of the Turbid World!!!"

The flowing water turned into a pale dragon, filling the entire corridor. Its brilliant divine eyes stared at Dennis, roaring and dancing as it surged toward him.

"Giggle!!"

Dennis giggled, and the balloon in his hand was thrown into mid-air.

This balloon puppy expanded rapidly, squeezing between the flowing water dragon and him.

Welt Yang and Acheron seized this fleeting opportunity, the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, holding their cane and katana, attacked Dennis, who was hiding behind the balloon puppy, with gravity and a black hole.

However, the lights flashed, and Dennis's figure suddenly disappeared.

And that balloon puppy expanded to its limit; with a bang, the balloon burst.

The huge impact force directly shattered the flowing water dragon and sent Acheron and Welt Yang flying against the wall behind them.

"Acheron! Mr. Yang!" March 7th hurriedly moved forward, wanting to support the two with an ice shield.

"Giggle giggle giggle..."

A cold, chilling laugh rang out, and Dennis suddenly appeared behind March 7th.

He held a club made of balloons in his hand and struck March 7th on the back of the head.

March 7th couldn't dodge in time and fell to the ground.

"March!!!"

Himeko hurriedly launched an attack on Dennis, and Stelle reached out to grab March 7th—

Then, March 7th only felt gravity reverse, and the ground before her eyes extended continuously, reaching into the darkness in the distance.

Subsequently, the lights flickered, and the unbearable scent of aromatherapy filling the air made March 7th's body tremble violently.

When she reacted again, she and Stelle were already standing in another corridor.