The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 193
Yes, Ziliang and the others were in the dream, and it was a fourth-level mutant who made them enter the dream.

Bryan Singer

Nickname: [Nightmare]

The ability of this mutant can be known from his nickname, that is to control dreams, the trigger condition is very simple, that is, as long as he sees you, he can make you dream.This kind of seeing does not even require direct eye contact, and can be activated even across the screen.

In fact, Bryan Singer was not in this hall at the moment, but was watching Ziliang and the others through a monitor somewhere in the base.

There is no limit to the number of his abilities. If he wants, he can stand on a certain square and make tens of thousands of people fall into a nightmare at once.Does not require continuous casting, does not require chanting, ignores distance, and is completely instant.

Although there is no direct damage ability, just as Ziliang speculated just now, his dreams completely make people fall into the kind of events that he fears the most, so many people are trapped alive in their dreams. Tortured to the point of mental breakdown, or even frightened to death, of course, if you find it troublesome, you can take a knife and directly stab the dreamer to death. After death, naturally I don't care whether I have dreams or not.

It is precisely because of this powerful control ability that [Nightmare] has become another powerful force to defend this military base besides [Phoenix].

Then someone has to ask, is this ability too strong? As long as time permits, he can completely control people all over the world. Why is he only classified as a fourth-level mutant?

This is because the nightmare's ability is really a dream
Well, dreaming, although it is a bit deeper than dreaming in the traditional sense, is still dreaming, not mind control, let alone hypnosis, so you can't direct a person to do something, let alone actively create things that are not in that person's mind. Dreamland, only allows those affected by his power to stand
This also leads to the limitations of his abilities. For example, he cannot make a fish dream, because fish can't dream at all, and he can't make a person under mind control dream, because his brain temporarily does not belong to him.

And these creatures that can't make them fall into a nightmare naturally include the three lickers.
Don't look at the lickers whose brains are completely exposed and appear to be very smart. In fact, they basically have no thinking ability, and they don't sleep. In addition, they don't have eyes at all, so they don't have any visual sense when dreaming. There is nothing to be afraid of. In short, the combination of various factors has caused the licker to be completely unaffected by the [Nightmare] ability.

So Shirley has room to maneuver.

What?Didn't you say Shirley also fell into a nightmare?

Yes, she is indeed in a nightmare, but don't forget what kind of thing she is, a person who has the ability to create the G virus by herself. not too slow.

Moreover, [Nightmare] can only make a person dream, but it cannot make a person stop thinking in a dream.So in the next few seconds, Shirley seemed to think naturally that it would be best to let her lovely children stab Ziliang to get out of the dream. Even if she didn't get out of the dream, it would be fine, anyway. That guy will regenerate.

Thus, the following scene appeared.

A licker smelled the smoke, found the unshaven guy, and then cut Ziliang's neck with a knife!
Bryan Singer in front of the monitor was dumbfounded. He wondered why the intruders were busy committing suicide before they could do it themselves.
However, what made him even more dumbfounded was that the person whose neck had been cut open stretched out his hand as if nothing had happened, dragged his drooping head, and pushed it forward, and the huge wound healed quickly.

"Ah, isn't it too harsh? You must have wanted to kill me a long time ago." Ziliang shrugged and said, "Well, I seem to have said that before."

At this moment, Bryan Singer was dumbfounded, but he quickly stabilized his mind. His nightmare ability will naturally be broken under this kind of near-death injury, and he is not a mutant with strong regenerative ability. He hadn't seen it before, so he just smiled and activated his ability again.

Ziliang also fell into a dream again.

"Oh, that's so naive, you think you can get away from me and my grass" before he finished speaking, the licker made a 'puchi' and gave Ziliang another blow.

“啊呀啊呀，你就庆幸吧，要是那边的小姑娘知道你在哪，这些可爱的小宠物捅穿的就不是我的身子，而是你的了。”子良又把自己的脑袋扶正， lightly said

"And" Bryan Singer smiled disdainfully: "Although these disgusting monsters will not be controlled by the nightmare, so what, you can't find me at all, oh, I know what you are thinking, you want to find me The monitor here, and let me lose control of you, right? Haha, that won’t work, because the monitor in this hall is completely embedded in the wall, and it has been treated with strong defenses. Otherwise, you would think, I said why wait until you get here before attacking you. So, you can slowly repeat the game of 'sleeping' and 'waking up' here. I have plenty of time. When the support troops arrive, you will Wait to die!"

at this time
"Wait to die?" A voice suddenly came from behind Bryan Singer, scaring him into a shrewdness, and turned his head quickly.

Then, his eyes widened in shock.
Because he actually saw that a group of people who were supposed to be in the hall all appeared behind him!
"Damn, what's going on?" Bryan Singer growled in his mind.

But the shock was the shock, he activated his [Nightmare] skill very quickly.

However.
"Heh, I don't know if there is a profession of 'psychological counselor' in this world, but in my world, as a psychiatrist, distinguishing dreams is a basic skill." Hannibal slightly raised his head and said.

"Bastard, what's going on?" Bryan Singer cursed, and activated his skills several times in a row, but it still didn't help.

"Okay, I call myself a nightmare, but I can't even tell whether I'm in a dream." Hannibal said lightly, and then, holding a scalpel, walked over lightly: "Stupid taste, even the best spices You can't hide it."

As he said that, the knife plunged into Bryan Singer's chest.

(End of this chapter)