"Bang"

In the fantasy and magnificent dream world, the sound of bubbles breaking suddenly sounded.

The sound was very light, but it fell into Zatanna's ears, like a muffled thunder.

In his dream world, Zatanna, who is studying mystics knowledge, rushed out of the golden castle.

She stood on the balcony and looked into the mist in the distance.

After that fog, the nightmare power that has expanded again in the past six months is like a twisted wall full of black halos.

On that wall, a crack that collapsed outwards had appeared.

Liquid like black mud is flowing from the other end of the dream world into Zatanna's dream world.

Those black, disgusting, sour smelly liquid dripped on the ground like mud.

Where they come into contact, the flowers that symbolize beautiful things in their dreams dry up in an instant.

Like a dehydrated plant.

In just a few seconds, it becomes browned, as if it has been burned by fire.

"Damn it!"

Miss Magician cursed.

She was in a hurry to take out a special old seal from her black pocket around her waist and recited it with her unique antonym magic.

The curse was urgent and fast, but it was not real.

It's like a reverse tape, like a noisy and meaningless cry.

However, with the magic power of the old seal, Zatanna's waving, strange things on both ends were summoned in the dream.

They have no specific shapes, just like the unremitting, mixed with eyeballs, flesh and tentacles, and strange things like sharp mouthparts.

The moment they formed in their dreams, they were attracted by the black liquid spouting out of the nightmare wall.

They made a cry like a baby crying, pounced on the glowing wall, melted their mouthparts into the black liquid, and began to swallow the substantial nightmare.

They eat sweetly, and even their twisted bodies quickly become round.

"Eat, eat, you ugly bastards."

Zatanna glanced at the ruined garden, and she glared at the creature lying in the light and devouring nightmares.

She wanted to drive them away.

Because these two guys are full of substantial nightmare, they are about to start excreting.

That is definitely the most disgusting process in the world.

But the broken points on the Nightmare Wall still need them to guard...

These guys are very edible. Before the nightmare is dispersed, they can eat all the nightmares that have spilled out of the tiny cracks.

"It's not a solution to continue like this."

Miss Magician pinched her nose and walked back to her castle.

She came to the second floor of the balcony and looked at the nightmare wall in the fog.

The wall was already covered with dream eaters.

They are dotted on the growing nightmare wall like pale lamps, and they are like ugly patches, making Zatanna's originally beautiful dream world similar to a beggar's nest.

But summoning the dream eater to swallow the nightmare is only a cure for symptoms but not the root cause.

As a spellcaster who deals with mysterious affairs all year round, Zatanna knows it very well.

Summoning these twisted creatures from the sea of ​​lights multiple times in the same place will cause great trouble.

They are born in chaos and gather in this dream, which will make this place extend to the realm of chaos and become a symbol of the Dark Sea deep into the sea of ​​light...

If this continues, one day, this Taoist mark will be noticed by some spirits diving deep in the sea of ​​lightlessness.

Once an ancient evil spirit responds to the call of Tao Biao, the dream world will be over.

It fell into chaos.

Even Zatanna herself will be dragged into that terrifying world.

These mysterious sorcerers are like walking on the edge of the abyss, exploring the knowledge of taboos in the darkness. If you are not careful, you will fall into an abyss full of unknowns and indescribable...

And that is just the beginning of all suffering.

"I have to make a decision quickly."

Zatanna reached out and patted the railings on the second floor.

She glanced at the gap that was still seeping out of a substantial nightmare, like a crushed abscess, filled with unknown details.

The Sandman really found her a good job.

Miss Magician returned to the hall and continued to look through the magical scriptures at hand. She had already sorted out several magic rituals related to the power of nightmares, and even some shamanisms that were scattered.

But these things may be useful to deal with sudden supernatural events in some collective nightmares.

Now facing a symbolic consciousness born in the dimension of nightmare, no one can guarantee that they will work.

In addition to these magic rituals, Zatanna also prepared a suicide counterattack plan of "fighting poison with poison".

She planned to summon a dream-eating spirit from the sea of ​​light after the power of nightmare completely entered the dream world, and then two extremely evil forces fought each other.

Before they decide the winner, Zatanna can still win some time to transfer.

Of course, the difficulty of this plan is...

How can we ensure that when the Dream-Eating Spirit is summoned, we will not be the first to eat Zatanna herself first.

So until the last moment of despair, Zatanna will not use this suicide plan.

Zatanna bit a pen in her mouth and searched through the two books with her hands.

She tried hard to find any helpful information, but before she could copy another very erratic spell, another sound of bubble bursting sounded in this dream world.

Miss Magic stood up with a snap, she glanced outward, and another crack opened.

And it was one after another, breaking several gaps in a row.

She hasn't seen the nightmare of consciousness born in the spiritual world of Sandman.

But now, obviously, that guy has begun to provoke.

"calm!"

Zatanna patted her face, and she pinched her fingers and called cold water to splash it on her face to make herself more awake.

She looked at the magic script on the table, and a sense of anxiety rose in her heart.

"Bang"

She snapped her fingers, and the magical scriptures on the table in front of her disappeared at the same time.

She rubbed her forehead and sat on the sofa.

It would be great if someone could help her with her at this time.

Unfortunately, another man who can enter this world has disappeared for more than six months...

"Merlin."

Zatanna covered her eyes and said:

"Damn the Divine Realm...well, wait, the Divine Realm... the Divine Realm?"

Miss Magic's eyes narrowed, and she quickly walked to the bookshelf and searched in it.

More than ten seconds later, a rather ancient map of the World Tree Territory was found.

Zatanna spread the thing out on the table.

Her fingers were placed in the center of the branches of the virtual world tree, and the mark was Midgart, that is, the earth.

Her fingers stretched down the branches and finally stopped in the world of Neforheim.

"Nine Kingdoms...Asgard's Underworld, connected to the border of hell, Niforheim...The roots of the tree of the world...Nightmare, transfer...explosion..."

Zatanna mumbled.

A vague idea quickly formed in her mind.

"The Queen of Hell's Borders is Merlin's friend. It is said that she has some unclear relationships with Merlin... She should be helping, right?"

Zatanna stood up, she rubbed her delicate chin.

She said:

"After all, we are also Merlin's friend, uh, and a lover in another sense."

"No matter what, it's already the case, give it a try!"

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To be continued...