Chapter 89: Nightmare

[Clay calendar years
The master of the nightmare is now in the world, and the global population has plummeted by more than 50%, which is known as the period of "sacred punishment" in history.
At this point, the religious era of hundreds of flowers has come to an end, and a darker era is coming-the nightmare era.
Morris, the world ’s only demon nightmare master, has revived and weaves a never-ending nightmare for the entire world.
Since then, the nightmare sect has become the only religion of human faith with an irresistible attitude.
In the formerly bustling cities, tall and gorgeous temples were built to worship this ancient god.
The entire planet is caught in a fervent belief in the gods, and each person considers himself a God's people, glorified by being able to enter the nightmare created by the gods.
However, everyone did not realize that they were in a nightmare and never woke up.
In just ten years, the sea has turned into mulberry fields, and yellow sand has covered cities. This planet, which looks like a green in the universe, is slowly being swallowed up by this endless barrenness.
Wearing a black cape, a man with blond hair as bright as gold appeared on the planet.
He looked down at the planet, which was losing its vitality, and his blue eyes were hollow.
The appearance of a man is no longer the ugly puppet of the past, but a kind of handsome beauty that cannot be described by human beings, with a peculiar pride of beauty that is unique to the gods.
He slowly reached out his hand and erased a small town on the continent that contained all the memories of his life, and then a smile appeared.
"I wish you good dreams."]
From "Nightmare" 3
Morris's blue eyes were full of bloodthirsty killing, and his voice contained unprecedented brutality: "Go to death!"
Al stared fiercely at oss, but felt that the palms were cold.
Originally still reluctant to maintain his reason, he was attacked by the spiritual power of Morris scattered throughout the dream, bearing pressure far beyond the load that his soul could bear.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Before El had time to respond to the boss's attack, he couldn't help but scream.
The eyes he had stared at with Morris burst out just a moment ago, and even with his soul he had a strong tearing feeling.
This ordinary person's unbearable pain made him unable to bear his voice out of battle.
"Captain !!!" Milo first supported the shaky captain, but the next moment, she noticed that the captain's body had begun to blur, and even the arms held by her showed signs of disappearing.
"No, the repulsion suddenly increased, the captain's soul ... No, captain, you hold on!" Tears ran out in Milo's eyes, and even the voice brought a crying voice.
Behind him, several other members of the reincarnation team were also attacked by the boss's spirits to varying degrees, and even had signs of collapse.
"This, how is this possible? How could it suddenly increase! We didn't do anything special!"
In the team, a veteran veteran looked at his gradually disintegrating arm, his face was incredible.
"No! Ah !!!!"
Just now, the slender reincarnation who was unrestricted as a rookie, who has survived to the present, is no longer lucky.
Unlike other reincarnations, he has not undergone many enhancements, and even his soul is extremely resistant to stress.
The soul is as fragile as ordinary people. He instantly collapsed in this wave of mental pollution, the facial features began to distort and bleed, the muscles on the body also became a dough-like fluid, and the entire body collapsed like a melting ice cream. The purple-black stains splattered to the ground.
"Hmm ... Captain! I'll help you!"
Milo, who was extraordinarily strong because of his major in magic, was affected a little after all.
Her was not strong, so her internal organs were damaged and she spit out a large mouthful of blood, but fortunately, her body showed no signs of collapse.
The captain of the minded system, Milo, endured the pain inside the body, quickly made a gesture, and performed a soul curing operation.
As the light of the soul curing flashed, Al's ghost and collapsed body finally stabilized, his wounds began to recover, and his vision was restored.
Al, whose pain was relieved, looked up and looked at their boss Morris coldly, yelling: "Come on! Protect the world!"
The Guardian of the World, a protective prop from the s-class world, has powerful protective capabilities. The most rare thing is that it is a soul-bound prop, so it can play a role even in a dream.
The shroud of turquoise and holy light shrouded the five remaining samsaras, temporarily blocking the oppression from the dream space.
Here, Zhou Yu heard the screams coming from behind, and just about to turn his head, Morris held the back of his head.
"Zhou Yu, don't look, will you go back first? I'll take care of the rest."
Whether it is inferiority or overbearing, he just doesn't want Zhou Yu to see these scenes.
"Don't worry, they won't die. You can call me a police first. They deserve the punishment they deserve."
The dregs who died in the dream are just crazy in reality, but being crazy alone is not enough to relieve his hatred, and the law will give them a better ending.
Speaking, this oss accustomed to showing fierce expressions tried to pull out a gentle smile in front of the friend he cared about most.
Zhou Yu looked at Morris's smile and laughed out: "Okay, Morris, this time, I won't break my trust anymore."
He brought all the guys who hurt Morris to justice.
As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yu felt a little dizzy.
He understood that this was a precursor to returning to the real world, and had to embrace Morris again, not only to ease the discomfort, but also unspeakable in his heart: "I wait for you, don't let me wait too long . "
"Ok!"
Morris nodded somewhat stupidly after being held twice in a row.
He looked at Zhou Yu disappearing in his arms, and there was a trace of loss and nostalgia in his eyes.
It would be great if they could hug together forever, then that would never be such a sense of loss.
The scorched blond man put away the remaining tenderness in his eyes and turned to look at the huge green protective cover.
So, those guys that made me have to separate from my friends, are they ready to die?
There was a stern smile on the man's uncle's face: "Hey--would you feel a little stuffy hiding in the hood? Let me find a companion for you!"
Within the hood, the cyclers who thought they could breathe for a moment ushered in another nightmare.
"Go to death !!! Ghost! Go to death!" The old reincarnation shaved flat head frantically took a huge machete and slashed everywhere.
Inside the hood, the black monster that burst out suddenly hit the reincarnations and kept biting.
Unlike the previous pain, the damage caused by these monsters is more soul pain and more unbearable.
"This boss is a little too strong! Why! These things can still appear in the guardian of the world! This is a treasure that once blessed the entire world!"
Al was tired of dealing with these emerging black monsters, and his just-consolidated soul began to show signs of collapse again.
As the world ’s repulsion against him strengthened, his intellect and abilities began to plummet, only to feel that he was currently in a state of despair and couldn't think of a solution at all.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" There were two reincarnations who for a moment didn't notice that they were bitten in the flesh by those black monsters and they screamed in pain.
"Abominable! If we weren't in a dream, we could come up with those powerful props!"
In the dreamland of oss Morris, the items they can bring out are pitifully small. Except for the props that are on the body and bound to the soul, other powerful hot weapons cannot be brought in.
They have a treasure mountain in their air, but they can only sigh.
boom--
There was a huge impact sound from the protective cover. For a moment, a crack appeared on this prop that should never be broken.
"How is this possible? This is a world-class item!" A dying samurai yelled, and the next moment, he found that a crack appeared under his feet.
"What? Uh-"
The reincarnation fell down before they could react, but the screams were still echoing.
"Oh no--"
Coincidentally, another reincarnation also fell into the black hole that suddenly appeared under him. Even if his avatar, a kin, wanted to fly out of the hole, he couldn't resist the strong attraction, and there was no sound in an instant. .
Al looked at the team with only three men left, and sweating from the forehead: "Damn! It was a deep dream! They fell into their subconscious mind!"
In this world of dreams, it is oss Morris that dominates everything, but the monsters that appear in it all originate from the deep fear of all the people who are trapped in them.
In addition, Morris can pull people into the deep dreams he once again woven, where the real despair is.
No one can completely control their subconscious mind, even if they have experienced countless worlds and strengthened to the limit of human beings, they can't get rid of this curse.
In the subconscious dream, they will lose all the abilities that they once strengthened, and truly die like ants, and their souls will be irreversibly damaged.
"It's over ... even if Morris can't get into the guardian of the world, he can create all kinds of hallucinations, disturb our reason, and then pull us into his prepared nightmare moment before he goes crazy ... "
Awkwardly confronted with the constantly emerging monsters, Al looked up at the shroud of the shimmering turquoise light.
The crack, which was already obvious, had long since disappeared.
Obviously, everything just now is just an illusion that disturbs people's spirit.
Another saint with a flat head is also very aware of the current situation. He smiled bitterly and stopped all the moves: "Forget it, Captain, I'm tired."
Instead of being killed by the boss after entering the subconscious, it is actually a right choice to be killed now because the damage to the soul is the lowest.
The flat-shaven reincarnation body was full of muscles, and blood caves were bitten by the black monsters.
Obviously, he was at the end of his crossbow, his arms were shaking steadily, and he could no longer hold the machete in his hand.
"Sorry, Captain, I'll go back first ... ah ah ah !!!"
Even if he was ready to die, the reincarnation still covered his body with those black monsters that were rushing in, and the screams that had been suppressed in his throat could not help overflowing.
[Number of deaths in this mission: 13]
"Old Claus ..."
Milo, still struggling to support, watched the old Klaus, who was extremely powerful in her eyes, die so miserably, with big blue eyes filled with tears.
Ayr also looked away unbearably, and the robotic arm that had been constantly releasing the energy beam stopped for a moment.
"Milo, hide behind me!"
As the captain, Al knew very well that Old Claus's initiative to give up was the correct way, but he could not do so.
Because there was Milo behind him.
Milo's soul is strong, yes, but she can't bear the pain of resurrection, and every resurrection is betting on death.
Therefore, he could not leave her, but could only survive to the last minute and win a chance for Milo.
"So annoying-haven't you been bored yet? I'm a bit tired!"
The voice of boss Morris came from the outside, and the duo and cruelty of the two felt barely supportive feeling despair.
"Do you really think I can't get in? Well, it feels good to stay in this turtle shell ~"
A blond man covered with burning marks suddenly appeared inside the protective cover, and looked at them in shock with a smile.
"Well-why didn't you think about it before hurting him?"
The man with a terrible face extended his hand at Al and Milo, his eyes were full of the same eyes as they saw those indigenous people-a look called contempt.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhah!-" The red-haired girl Milo screamed, her body collapsed and dissolved in just a few seconds, huge pain swept her entire soul.
"No-Milo !!! Ah ..." Watching as Milo turned into a pool of minced meat, pus and blood, Al tried to hug Milo's surviving body, but at the next moment found that he had started the same dissolution. .
But until the moment he died, Aier also did not understand why the boss would care so much about the cannon fodder Zhou Yu who was destined to die.
Maybe ... he did it wrong, and he shouldn't have despised the guy named Zhou Yu from the beginning.
That guy-is the biggest variable.
[Number of deaths in this mission: 15]
[An advanced task was detected as incomplete, execute the erase command. 】
[Instruction has been executed, the number of resurrection remaining: 4]
"It's a perfect match-well, I wish you all good dreams ~"
Morris ticked the corners of his lips and turned away from the bloodstained and screaming protective cover.
The nightmare controller who killed all the sinners stepped out of this already broken dream world with deep expectations.
Zhou Yu is still waiting for him.
Will his friend wait?
The author has something to say: Huh! Finally dead, it should be possible to end this world tomorrow. Qaq is not easy.
Sorry today I forgot to put it on orz I'm sorry!
Thank you Xiaojiu x3, Ying Fei grass grows x2, claustrophobic mines ~ Thank you little angel mines ~ Thank you ~
Thanks to Ni Ni ’s grenade ~ Thanks to Angel ~ It ’s a waste! Do you love you ~
Thank you for your nutrition
small theater:
Spiritual world consciousness: (Old father's kind smile) Today is Valentine's Day, so dying a couple is not a big deal, right?
Al and Milo: (Empty) Tui!
Cthulhu's world consciousness: (tie them up) I think they seem to have a heat stroke.
Future world consciousness: (eating silently) is a singleton underneath, so it doesn't matter ~
Nightmare World Consciousness: (silently pulled out a marriage certificate) I am married in the future!
Future world consciousness: (Crash.jpg) Don't bullshit! Under the innocence! (Pull yourself up.jpg)
Nightmare world consciousness: (a serious one) Well, we are not married, we are just dating!
Future world consciousness: (Relaxed) Huh! I said it early! It's innocent under the ground!
Nightmare World Consciousness: (Planning.jpg) 2k novel reading network