Under the golden sun stood a box of slender dwarves dressed in black. The dwarf looked calm, with an elegant smile on his face, and stretched out his hand from a distance.
"Hi, we meet again."
The black runes on his black dress were flowing, and his eyes were shining with a crazy smile.
"You devil, do you think it's fun to play with people's hearts?"
Long Yang took a long stride and came to the front of the nightmare, the golden spear trembling slightly in his hand.
“Not only is it fun, it can also be said to be delicious...”
There was a hint of relief on the evil face of this nightmare, and its eyes were full of greed, staring closely at Long Yang.
"Do you know where this is?"
The Nightmare pointed at this sea of golden light and breathed the air here crazily, enjoying it extremely.
"This is your burial place!"
Long Yang could no longer control his violent murderous intent, and shot out a shooting star, which shot through the night sky and descended into the world.
"Oh, be careful. This is the core of your soul. If it is broken, it will be bad."
The nightmare smiled faintly, looking like a ghost, and seemed to have no intention of fighting.
In this dream space, he is everywhere and has no worries about survival.
"Hey, damn it!"
Long Yang swung several spears, but could not hit the nightmare at all. In this sea of consciousness, the speed of the nightmare was greatly accelerated.
"My favorite thing is to watch you humans struggling desperately under my feet. It's so interesting to look like you are struggling to live but not to die!"
The voice of the nightmare came from all directions in this sea of consciousness, as if he was the god of this dream world. If he wanted to kill Long Yang, it would be no different than squeezing an ant to death.
Whoosh whoosh!
Several waves of black energy struck, but Long Yang's body was suddenly restrained by the golden ocean and unable to move.
ah!
Incomparable pain came, and the black energy seemed to be eroding Long Yang's soul, and even the golden ocean gradually turned black.
"Hehehe, it's so interesting, it's painful, it's a struggle..."
The nightmare covered his mouth and smiled, the evil in his eyes seemed to want to devour everything.
Only that wheel still shines today.
Whoosh whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, Long Yang was hit by several beams of black energy. He fell to his knees with scars and blood everywhere.
"Am I going to die?"
Long Yang wanted to get up and fight, but his body didn't obey the command at all.
"Hey, this is no good. He is so weak. He is far inferior to that great emperor."
"You were tortured by me in this dimension for thousands of years before you died..."
"In the end, he knelt down to me and begged me to let him go. It's a pity that a person who has lost his will to fight is meaningless to me."
"His death scream is really a very beautiful fairy music..."
The Nightmare's face was full of enjoyment and nostalgia, as if he was reminiscing.
"You are not allowed to insult Mr. Nie! There is no way he will kneel down to you! You are not worthy!"
Long Yang's eyes glowed with golden flames, and he stood up tenaciously.
Anger gradually occupied Long Yang's mind, and the golden ocean began to become extremely violent.
"This golden ocean will change state according to my emotions, proving that the nightmare is right, this is indeed my sea of consciousness."
"And that golden sun is my spiritual core."
"Since this is my sea of consciousness, then I must have the ability to wrest control of this sea of consciousness from the nightmare and drive him out!"
Long Yang's mind turned.
He stopped attacking, sat down, and began to use the "Xingyao Concentration Technique". Suddenly, the golden ocean began to churn, the black air gradually faded, and the golden sun became brighter.
"What? This kid actually knows the magic of condensing souls. It's going to be difficult now."
The Nightmare's expression gradually became serious, and his black energy could no longer invade the golden ocean.
"The level of this technique is not low, and the speed of condensing the soul is so fast."
Suddenly, the nightmare laughed.
"Hey, I'm bored. I wanted to enjoy this human tragedy from a close distance. It's a pity."
He floated in the air, watching boredly as Long Yang sat in the golden ocean without attacking.
"Well, why doesn't this nightmare attack?"
Long Yang calmed down and used the Xingyao Concentration Technique, intending to risk injury or death to regain control of the sea of consciousness.
Obviously this is the time when Long Yang is most vulnerable, why doesn't the Nightmare attack? Long Yang is puzzled.
Gradually, Long Yang regained control of the sea of consciousness.
He stood up, and the nightmare was still sitting upright in the air, playing with the eyeballs in his hand.
"woke up?"
Nightmare looked bored and said excitedly, as if he wasn't worried at all.
Long Yang said nothing, swung his spear away, controlled the golden sun to emit golden light, and attacked together.
Unexpectedly, the Nightmare didn't even try to dodge. Gun Mang and the golden light hit the Nightmare at the same time, passing through his body without causing any damage!
The nightmare is like a ghost, immune to all physical attacks!
"No wonder you are so confident!"
Long Yang smiled lightly and already had a countermeasure in mind.
Although he has not mastered the "Xingweishen Destruction Technique" that Mr. Nie gave him, it is enough to use some simple spiritual attacks.
And in his own sea of consciousness, this divine consciousness attack will mobilize all the power of divine consciousness, and it can be said that the power is at least a hundred times greater!
The nightmare obviously didn't know that he could attack with consciousness.
"What's wrong, boy, have you given up resistance?"
"Then give up the ownership of the Consciousness Sea and I will spare your life."
The Nightmare smiled evilly and said that when he saw Long Yang giving up the attack, he thought that Long Yang had been frightened by his immunity characteristics and gave up resistance, intending to become his plaything.
For countless years, no one had posed any threat to him except Nie Feng of the Imperial Realm.
Although his current strength has dropped a lot, and he will definitely be killed by an Imperial Realm expert again, but in this era, the Imperial Realm experts are almost extinct, and their spiritual power is almost exhausted.
He is confident.
As for the spiritual attack, he never thought that this boy from the Celestial Realm would practice spiritual attack. How could such a secret skill be found at the bottom of the deep sea.
The ancestral tomb of the Nie family was covered up by the emperor's formation arranged by Nie Feng. He had no idea that there was a piece of land in Rune Land that was not under his control.
Naturally, he didn't know that Nie Feng's remnant soul left the method of cultivating his spiritual consciousness there.
"Okay, if you take my shot, I will give you the ownership of the sea of consciousness."
Long Yang sneered.
Once the gun is fired, the light shines brightly.
"Okay, you can shoot as many times as you want, I won't move, then continue."
The Nightmare said with disdain in his eyes.
But when the gun light touched his body, his expression changed drastically.
At this moment, the violent power of consciousness in the entire space surged towards him.
"How come you kid can attack with consciousness?!"
For the first time, the Nightmare showed a frightened and angry look. This was Long Yang's sea of consciousness, and all the consciousness was attacking him.
He had nowhere to hide, and his consciousness was almost extinguished.
"This is the second shot you want, catch it."
Long Yang waved his spear, and the golden light shone brightly.
The power of the gun transformed into a dragon, and the surrounding consciousness condensed on the gun, shining brightly.
The nightmare showed an expression of extreme anger. This was the first time in ten thousand years that he had been injured.
His terrifying face covered with runes became even more ferocious. He suddenly disappeared and then appeared behind Long Yang. His terrifying claws instantly grabbed Long Yang's heart!
As long as he pinches it gently, Long Yang will die!
But he didn't do this. He sneered and exited the consciousness space at an extremely fast speed.
Soon, the entire space lost his breath.
The evil spirit dissipates.
"Strange, this nightmare has exited my dream, why am I still here?"
Long Yang frowned.
"Is it true that the only way to escape is to kill your loved ones?"
Long Yang thought of Meng Ji and how he could do it.
He sat in this dilapidated sea of consciousness for a long time, until the golden sun had dimmed.
"Don't trust those closest to you..."
Long Yang kept repeating this sentence.
"No, Mr. Nie is wrong!"
Suddenly, Long Yang stood up, his blond hair dancing wildly, and his eyes full of excitement.
"Old Nie specially gave me this spiritual consciousness cultivation method and spiritual consciousness attack method. This proves that Old Nie's remnant soul knows that this monster needs to be driven out of the dream with spiritual consciousness attacks."
"That proves that the remnant soul was split by Mr. Nie after expelling the nightmare demon in the sea of consciousness."
"It said that you can't trust the people around you, which means that at that time, Mr. Nie planned to kill the people close to him. He thought this was the way to have a dream."
"It was also before this step that he used the Great Emperor's magical power to separate a remnant soul."
"But after Mr. Nie killed all his relatives, he did not escape from the dream. Instead, he died here!"
"That proves that the way to go out is not to kill your loved ones, and your loved ones are definitely not nightmares."
"And Remnant Soul doesn't have the ability to think independently, so naturally he can't think of this step."
Long Yang suddenly felt enlightened, and he understood everything.
After contacting the nightmare in this dream space, he clearly had the opportunity to kill him but failed many times. He figured everything out.
There is only one way to come out of a dream.
That is, kill yourself!
In this dream space, Long Yang is an absolute god, and the only one who can kill him is himself.
"But what if this is not a way to get out of the formation? If I die here, will I really die?"
Long Yang's eyes gradually turned cold.
"It doesn't matter if you die, instead of being a loser and trapped in this dream, it's better to fight for it."
Without any hesitation, Long Yang took out the Coiled Dragon Spine and stabbed himself in the neck with a spear!
Blood splattered everywhere!
But the neck was too hard and only half of it was pierced.
Long Yang raised his spear and poured all his strength into it!
The head fell off!
There was a flash of white light, and as if after hundreds of millions of years, Long Yang's consciousness finally returned to his body.
He finally returned to Runeterra again!
At this time, the main hall had been destroyed, and the Nightmare was hit by Long Yang's divine attack. He was so weak that he leaned on the chair, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
Long Yang stood up quietly, picked up the coiled dragon spine that had fallen aside, and turned his neck hard.
"You...you came out?"
The sound of Long Yang getting up woke up the Nightmare. At this time, he was also extremely embarrassed, his face was pale and he was trembling slightly. It was obvious that his consciousness had been greatly damaged.
"Thanks to your mercy, I figured out the key to this nightmare."
"For everyone in this world, the most important thing is themselves."
"In the dream of complete self, the dream will only end if you die."
"Otherwise, no matter how close someone is to you, you will never wake up from your sweet dream. You may feel sad or regretful."
"But in the absolutely beautiful dream you created, countless new people will appear to replace the old ones. Everything is extremely beautiful to the dreamer."
"No one wants to wake up unless they are dead."
"This kind of absolute selfishness is the bad nature deeply hidden in human genes."
Long Yang sighed.
The more advanced a person is in cultivation, the less he understands the principle of sacrificing himself for others. The road to immortality is difficult and dangerous, and all high-level monks fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Even Emperor Nie Feng, who was kind and simple in nature, was not exempt from vulgarity.
"I would rather teach me to betray the world than let the world betray me."
This is what almost all strong people have in common. Those who are not ruthless enough will have long since died on the road to immortality.
Long Yang is ruthless, but he is still a young man after all. He can kill countless enemies and strangers without mercy.
But he still can't do anything to his family now.
And this indirectly saved his life.
Because as long as you attack your family in a dream, you will be directly obliterated by the power of law along with the dream.
No one could escape, even Emperor Nie Feng died sadly, leaving only a remnant soul that was separated in advance.
"Hey, so what if you come out, I can still let you in!"
The Nightmare smiled ferociously and charged towards Long Yang.
"Death!"
Long Yang thought of Mr. Nie, the countless martyrs of the Nie family, and Nie Xiner.
Golden light rippled around his body, and he seemed to see a dazzling galaxy in his eyes. He waved the spear in his hand violently, and gun flowers appeared, tightly surrounding the nightmare.
The nightmare spirit was seriously injured, and its reaction ability declined rapidly. Although it still had a domineering black aura, its strength was far inferior to before.
"Impossible! How could I be suppressed by a junior like you!"
The Nightmare no longer had the calmness and arrogance of before, and was filled with rage and ferociousness.
"You are no longer my match."
Long Yang swung his gun and struck out forcefully. He had thick blond hair and wise eyes that could penetrate everything. With every move he made, the world trembled for him.
The nightmare's eyes engraved with runes emitted fierce black light, and two beams of light fiercely attacked Long Yang.
However, his consciousness was damaged and the power of the black light was not as powerful as before, so he was shot to pieces by Long Yang.
The nightmare stretched out its hand, its strange eyes glowing again, trying to inhale Long Yang into it.
"Dream"
Long Yang's eyes turned white, and then he immediately regained consciousness.
"Dream...Dream...Dream..."
The Nightmare's face was filled with horror. His trick that had been tried a hundred times had no effect on Long Yang.
Long Yang slowly approached the Nightmare.
"No, he was hit every time, but every time he hacked himself to death and came out quickly!"
The Nightmare's face turned pale and he was trembling. He looked at Long Yang as if he was looking at a devil!
A devil who has a habit of cutting himself!
Finally, Long Yang came to the nightmare. His short body seemed so small in front of Long Yang's strong body.
Long Yang raised his leg and kicked the nightmare demon's short body down.
Then he pressed hard on his short body and punched him hard.
"This punch is for the master!"
With a punch thrown out, blood splattered on the Nightmare's face.
"How is it possible! This is impossible? I don't believe it!"
The nightmare became a little hysterical. In the past hundreds of millions of years, he was the only one who had beaten others. How had he ever suffered such humiliation?
Long Yang continued to punch.
"This punch is for the lives of the Nie family that you killed!"
The Nightmare's head was driven into the earth, foaming from his mouth and he was convulsing.
"This punch is for the countless lives that died in the spirit-absorbing array!"
... ...
"This punch was for me!"
"It's fun to play with other people's feelings, isn't it?"
Long Yang was furious and extremely angry. He hated this monster who took pleasure in playing with other people's emotions.
The nightmare has gradually lost consciousness.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"I didn't expect that the dream-entering technique that I was so proud of would be broken by you."
The nightmare suddenly started laughing, its head had been driven deep into the ground, and it was unclear how it made the sound.
"Over hundreds of millions of years, countless great powers have fallen into the dreams I created, and they have refused to come out throughout their lives."
"In that dream, you are God, in control of everything, and all people and things revolve around you."
"Even if this is the case, do you still have to fight your way out? Wouldn't it be better to spend the rest of your life in that beautiful dream?"
"Why go back to this dirty world?"
"In this world where you have been bullied by countless people, no one cares about your feelings, and they all regard you as nothing, what is there that is worthy of your nostalgia?"
The nightmare's voice suddenly became extremely clear and serious, no longer feeling evil and cynical.
It recalled his youth, when he loved everything in the world, but was deceived, insulted and abandoned by the people he loved around him, just because he was an ugly dwarf.
In the end, he fell into the devil's path and became the strongest guardian of Rune Land. He played in the world in his dreams and watched the people he loved turn against each other and kill each other.
He felt extremely happy.
In his heart, feelings are fragile and nihilistic. What people love most is always themselves. In order to survive, everyone can hurt others.
Even if that person is the person he loves the most.
He didn't understand why Long Yang would rather kill himself than hurt the one he loved.
"You are right, this world is extremely dirty. The reason why I came back is because I still have an unfinished mission."
"And the reason why I was able to get out of trouble was not because I was noble and sacrificed myself for others, but just because I guessed what you were thinking."
"I guessed that I could only escape by killing myself."
"Also, you underestimated Emperor Nie Feng, who provided me with a lot of information."
"You didn't lose to me, you lost to me and everyone in the Nie family, and you lost to your pride!"
Nightmare chuckled, looking a little relieved.
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, you win."
After saying that, the body of the Nightmare began to dissipate, and the entire rune space began to collapse.
Before his soul flew away, there was a drop of tear left in the corner of the Nightmare's eyes.
It's hard to imagine why such an evil and heartless monster would shed tears.
But all this disappeared with the death of Nightmare.