Drawing cards can't save the weird world

Gone? people!

Where is my naive Sam?

The four of them panicked at first, but then they realized that when they were preparing, Prada made voodoo dolls for everyone.

This thing has no other function, but it can determine the general state of the person. If it dies, the doll will be destroyed.

Prada pulled out the Sam doll, and it was all right, all right.

"It seems that Sam's life is not in danger, but he was rejected by this dream." Prada said.

Her guess should be right, at that moment just now, Zhao Hao felt a slight change, similar to when he forcibly awakened those dream masters.

It seems that someone else woke up Sam and made him realize that he was in a dream, so some mechanism was triggered and he was directly expelled from the dream.

"Well, in this way, Sam is luckier than us! We're still stuck here!" Ciro spread his hands.

"What shall we do next? Let's get out of this dream?" Black Lincoln asked.

Before anyone could answer, the dream began to change again.

The sun quickly turned blood red, and then fell to the west mountain, a gray mist filled the air, and the three people around disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The four were separated and entered the second layer of dreams separately.

While observing the changes in the surrounding dreams, Zhao Hao tried to find out the flaws and patterns, while on the other hand, he was paying attention to the dreams in the small enchantment in his hand to calculate the time.

"Sure enough, it's the second layer of dreams, and the ratio to the real time has increased many times..."

Just like Zhao Hao was able to set up multiple dreams to "extend time", in this second dream, the time has become even longer.

Moreover, it seemed that there was a voice coming from the gray mist.

Shadowy monsters are galloping in the gray mist, and there are many of them.

Nightmares, countless nightmares!

"Strange, how come there are so many nightmares, and they are all very strong!"

Nightmare is a strange existence, not a creature or an undead, but a twisted spirit born in a dream. They are monsters shaped by the negative emotions, deformed emotions, etc. of spirit beings.

They feed on the emotions and psychic powers of sentient beings, and can thrive in dreams.

Zhao Hao, on the other hand, relied on the variation of Hidden Dragon's Sleeping Alchemy: Slashing Magic in Dreams to kill nightmares and increase his spiritual energy.

Even after the fantasy game was developed, they began to round up, hunt, and lure nightmares wantonly, and did not bother to kill them one by one. Instead, they were treated as monster NPCs in the dream game and let players kill for themselves~

There was even a time when players were growing too fast, and there were too many monsters to kill, so they had to release more daily errand tasks to fool players.

I didn't expect there to be so many nightmares here!

There are too many of them, and many of them are black iron 4-star and 5-star.

This kind of strength nightmare is already considered a big boss level in the big dream, and here it has become a large number of small captains.

Now that his teammates are not around, there is no need to hide. Zhao Hao waved his hand, and a big golden arm that was more than ten meters long swept across, directly killing a dozen or twenty nightmares. The other nightmares turned around and ran away in fright!

But such things as nightmares are very "simple", they are dominated by the emotional and spiritual forces that make up themselves.

If it is anger or jealousy, they are desperate to destroy the dream of the dreamer and damage his spiritual power.

If it is fear, they will be keen on walking and harvesting fear, and will keep threatening and frightening the dreamer.

If it's astringency...well, there aren't many of them. Zhao Hao didn't see too many of them, and he was reluctant to kill them for the players, and kept them for experiments~ Sometimes they were also used as high-level task rewards for players, and they were worth a lot in the fantasy game auction house.

So, soon those strange shapes, twisted and weird big bugs, monsters made of several kinds of animals, black shadows with indeterminate shapes, fat and oily meat mountains... Nightmares of various shapes came back again, facing Zhao Hao and Moya Yunxue stared at each other.

Zhao Hao casually released his own paper gods: the Four Heavenly Kings, and released a batch of black iron 3-star paper gods to assist him, and built a formation under his feet—while absorbing the scattered spirits of the nightmare. Can, while using these psychic powers to repair those paper shikigami, then ignore it, and start thinking about the meaning of this dream.

The first dream is a carefree world without thinking or thinking. Eat and drink, happy every day~

Wait, these days are not very interesting. No novels to read!

But……

"Wow~" A nightmare like a strange bird more than ten meters high swooped down from the sky, breaking through the defense of the four heavenly kings.

Zhao Hao didn't raise his head when his thoughts were interrupted, he stretched out his finger and drew a circle, "bang" the strange bird hit the barrier, and directly smashed into a puddle of flesh.

... But what exactly does this world want the dreamer to do? Zhao Hao couldn't figure it out.

At this time, the other three teammates also fell into a nightmare.

Fight, never-ending battle!

In Black Lincoln's dream, all kinds of mechanical bodies, vehicles, and war machines flooded in endlessly.

He turned into Mi Gao's black muscular giant, smashing like crazy, and constantly destroyed in the artillery fire and gunpowder smoke.

However, he himself was terrified. Several years of experience in the Annan War left him mentally devastated. For war, he has an instinctive aversion and fear.

The dream also seemed to be able to perceive the memory of the dreamer, and began to change slowly.

The surrounding environment has turned into a virgin forest, and those nightmares have also changed their strategies, turning into human figures whose appearances cannot be seen clearly, and all of them have a secretive and sneaky style.

Behind every tree, under every leaf, and in every bush, hides a creepy, disgusting monster with goosebumps all over its body. They attack, set traps, engage in assassinations, and do everything they can.

Lincoln seemed to have returned there, to the jungle that had devoured countless comrades in arms.

He muttered to himself, what he said was the sentence that was listed as a taboo in the army but was widely spread: "Alive, this jungle is alive..."

The jungle seemed to be spreading, covering the sky and covering the sky, swallowing the thin Lincoln like a tide.

In Ciro's dream, there are countless women. That's right woman!

However, they were all women with sharp weapons in their hands, gritted teeth, ferocious faces, and blood-red eyes.

They searched and hunted down Xi Luo throughout the city. The sharp knives, kitchen knives, scissors, iron rods, whips wrapped in thorns... all kinds of weapons will put him to death!

Shiro didn't dare to resist, nor did he dare to use violence.

He ran and fled, as if he had lost his spiritual power, as if he had forgotten that he was an extraordinary person, and became an ordinary person again.

He was panting and sweating profusely, and was almost regarded as hopeless by countless women!

Suddenly, a small door opened behind him, "Come in!" the woman in the room shouted.

Ciro didn't know what to think, so he believed it and went straight into the door.

That woman is very beautiful, the kind of gentle, non-aggressive beauty that makes people feel pity and closeness involuntarily.

Ciro relaxed, his spirit relaxed a little.

"Quick, get under my skirt, they're coming in!"

Ciro's heart was throbbing, and he bent down and slid under the hem of the skirt supported by whalebone. He seemed to have forgotten the tension and danger, and a wretched smile appeared on his face.

As soon as he got in, he heard the sound of knocking on the door. Then the door was broken, and many people entered the house, making a lot of noise.

"Where's the other person! Where's the damned person?"

"Call him out!"

"Yes, kill him!"

"Break it into pieces!"

"Drag him to the dogs!"

Ciro's breath became short of breath again, and he was a little out of breath. He raised his ears to listen to the voices outside.

The reality at this time is that a black iron 5-star nightmare is wrapping its tentacles around Siro, wrapping tightly around and imprisoning them, and then tightening them continuously... while the countless weak nightmares beside him absorb The psionic energy and spiritual power exuded by Ciro were mesmerized.

In Prada's nightmare, there are countless snake people, lizard people, toad people, and more strange gods. She led her tribe to survive under the siege led by those monsters.

She fell into a more primitive, family-inherited nightmare.

These monsters ran rampant in South America hundreds of thousands of years ago, and they kept humans in captivity as livestock.

In the entire planet, only South America is very hip, worse than Africa.

The whole world is ruled by human beings, but in South America, it has become a super race that dominates. To be precise, it is the world of snake people and lizard people.

They ruled the primitive human dynasties, engaged in bloody wars and sacrifices. It wasn't until hundreds of years ago that psionic energy fell silent that it was finally defeated and disappeared.

Today, the alien race that these ancestors once fought has appeared again.

However, Prada is the queen of voodoo after all. Not only is she powerful, she is backed by the gods, but she also has a very intelligent mind.

She quickly realized that something was wrong. The most important thing was why the old Penna whom she enshrined had no voice?

As a result, she found a flaw.

In the dream, I don’t know that I am a guest, and I forget the time~

I don't know how long it has passed, but Zhao Hao's psychic power has increased by one-tenth. Almost in the watch world, tens of thousands of players work for themselves for four or five months!

There may not be tens of thousands of Nightmare Killers, and even the strength attribute and vitality have superimposed a lot. Who knows why so many nightmares are locked here.

Now the nightmare is finally over!

When the gray fog cleared on Zhao Hao's side and the rainforest on Prada's side died, the two returned to the first layer of dreamland where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant.

At this time, Ciro and Black Lincoln are no longer around.

"What about the two of them?" Prada asked.

"I didn't see it, I must have woken up from a dream."

At this time, Ciro and Black Lincoln did wake up. They appeared in the valley of the underworld that was first taken out.

And Sam, who woke up earlier, was fumbling here and there to check the surrounding environment.

"Oh~hiss~" Ciro kept patting his body as soon as he opened his eyes, as if his body was covered with bugs.

And Black Lincoln punched a big hole with a diameter of seven or eight meters on the ground!

If Ciro and Sam hadn't been far away, they would have been affected. It can be seen that he has used all his strength.

Then Black Lincoln, who was sweating profusely down his bald head, looked around in shock.

At this time, both of them were very weak, Xi Luo seemed to have stayed up late for a month, his whole body was so weak, and the dark circles under his eyes were so deep that he could raise fish.

And Black Lincoln was so exhausted that he couldn't stand up, as if he had done heavy work for three days but had no food to eat.

The psionic and spiritual power of the two of them had almost bottomed out.

"Well, what's the matter with you? Are you all right!" Sam asked.

"No, nothing! Nothing!" Ciro + Black Lincoln.

...

"It seems that this is a selection ceremony, and those who are unqualified will wake up from their dreams." Prada checked the voodoo dolls of the other three, and they were all still alive.

"I just don't know when this kind of selection will be the first, and how many times will it be selected?" Zhao Hao said.

As soon as his words fell, the dream changed again...

This time in the dream, the two of them seemed to have gone through centuries, from an extraordinary person to an extremely powerful extraordinary person, and then became a god, and began to shape the ideal world in their hearts.

I don't know how long it took, Prada woke up unknowingly, and she appeared in the valley. She didn't even know what happened to her, the content of the dream had been forgotten.

The other three people in the valley quickly surrounded them.

"Where's Zhao Hao?"

"What happened?"

"What should we do now?"

This is an ordinary valley, but the three of them have tried it just now and cannot leave. Because the entrance is the exit, it's like a closed loop.

They also found more than 30 skeletons, some of which were rotten and fell off when touched, and some were relatively hard.

"These should be the people who entered the ruins before and failed, right?"

"Could it be that they are trapped in this place just like us, and can only wait to die in the end?!"

Black Lincoln became ruthless: "Wait for me to reply, even if it is to break through the mountain, I have to go out!"

On the other side, Zhao Hao also woke up.

In the third dream, the dreamer becomes the omnipotent creator.

If you indulge in this omnipotence, you will be swallowed by dreams.

Prada was indulging in this dream, and finally woke up from a failed dream.

But Zhao Hao is different, he can try this feeling every night, and he is already tired of it.

Because everything in the dream is fake, it is your own fantasy.

If it is something beyond one's own cognition, it cannot be changed. So it's all vain.

Zhao Hao has long been tired of playing with power over the world, beauties and luxury cars~

Therefore, he was not deceived from the beginning.

Now, when he woke up, he didn't appear in the valley like the four teammates, but appeared in a garden.

The garden is not big, exotic flowers and plants are everywhere, there is a small fountain in the middle, and in the center of the fountain is a white marble sculpture, a fairy.

She is very beautiful, with two transparent cicada wings in the shape of butterflies behind her.

And beside her, above the water flow of the fountain, there was a small colorful rainbow scattered.

This thing is what Mr. Julery City Councilor wants-Rainbow Bridge.

Not the rainbow bridge in Norse mythology, but the rainbow of Iris, the goddess of the rainbow in Greek mythology.

However, according to Greek mythology, Iris, the goddess of the rainbow, is the wife of Zephyrus. How did she appear in the ruins of Oneiroi?

If it's just a statue, why is the rainbow of the Rainbow Goddess staying here?

The rainbow is regarded as the existence of communication between heaven and earth, so the rainbow goddess is also the messenger of the gods, conveying oracles for the gods to mortals.

This rainbow is the tool she used to go back and forth between heaven and earth, but now it is left in the garden of Oneiroi... This?

Well, thinking about the messy and even cross-species emotional stories in Greek mythology, it doesn't seem so unacceptable.

The rainbow is a means of transportation across space. With this thing, not to mention the inner and outer worlds, even the underworld is free to travel.

So, what did the Council of Five in Juleri City want this thing for?

Or, do you want to hand over such a precious thing to the Council of Five?

wipe! Give him a fart! If I have this thing, how can I still use them?

However, when Zhao Hao got closer, he realized that there was a colorful ball of light on the other hand of the Rainbow Goddess.

Just didn't see it because of the angle.

"This is..." Zhao Hao felt familiar for a while.

He raised his hand, and what he was holding was his own little dream wrapped in an enchantment, which was used to prove the passage of time.

This is a dream! Or the ability to dream!

The Rainbow Goddess left behind her own rainbow, and Murphys, one of the three Dream God brothers, left behind his dream-making ability of "creating dreams for others"!

And the previous triple dream was set by Murphys, the first dream of anesthesia, the second dream of fear, and the third dream of self.

(Here, there is a famous classical painting "Morpheus and the Rainbow Goddess" in the watch world, please don't go to Baidu! Don't... want it!)

Zhao Hao stretched out his hand to grab the ball of "Power to Man-made Dreams"...