In the cold basement, facing the sudden change, Amira gritted her teeth and finally prevented herself from screaming.
Her reaction was also swift, and the barrier that had just been lifted instantly spread out again, wrapping all three of her inside.
However, she soon discovered that this was completely unnecessary.
The ferocious strange-shaped creature that originally covered Enke's body had quickly stopped moving, and layers of white frost had condensed on it.
"There has really been a change..."
Reginald next to him was not much better. He looked at this scene incomprehensibly and felt mixed emotions.
So it was only one step away from the answer?
Our idea is actually not wrong. Let him enter the nightmare, and there will really be special discoveries...
Just do a little more...
However, if it weren't for this guy's crazy attempt to die, the answer would have been missed.
…
"So it's essentially the same nightmare, just too well hidden?"
Amira obviously had the same view. The gorgeous coldness in front of her came from the person trapped below.
"The victims are also affected."
"It wasn't until he came into contact with the pollution in other nightmares that it was finally induced?"
The more she thought about it, the more her scalp became numb, and Amira looked at Reginald.
"What's next?"
If this is the case, this nightmare cannot be overemphasized.
With such a huge number of victims, it is unimaginable if there is really any hidden danger.
"Unfortunately, we didn't see any special connections or channels...it's still far from the results we wanted."
Reginald shook his head slowly and looked away with difficulty.
The burning frost covering the whole body seems to have a coldness that freezes everything. If you look at it for a long time, your thoughts will freeze.
There was no trace of liquid moisture in the entire room, and the remains of the blood-sucking insects were covered with a layer of crystal white frost, and there was almost no sign of life.
"It will be over soon. Let's deal with the threat of pollution first."
The next moment, Reginald gave a low shout, the lead flames on his hands rekindled, and he rushed forward.
Are you sure it still needs to be processed?
This scene made Amira sincerely puzzled.
Not to mention that Encore showed no signs of being invaded except for being induced to exert this special power.
The mass covering his upper body at this moment has almost turned into an ice sculpture and lost all activity. In comparison, the fire in Reginald's hand may actually be dangerous.
Wow!
However, Reginald's movements were determined and he hit the target in an instant.
As expected, the latter had completely lost its toughness, and the heavy metallic flame was like a heavy hammer, knocking out countless debris and flying to the ground.
Along with it, there seemed to be an invisible wailing that passed away in a flash.
"Thanks."
The volunteer who was "rescued" by the blow, faced Reginald's lead-flamed hand, showed no intention of avoiding it, and took off the mask from his face.
The brilliance that shrouded his whole body also dissipated.
…
Reginald's expression was slightly complicated and he did not respond. Instead, he lowered his head and looked to the side.
However, I saw that the various ice crystals splashed out were actually mixed with a touch of gold.
this……
Subconsciously following Amira who looked over, her brows furrowed for a moment.
"No need to thank me."
Reginald finally spoke, and at the same time he took two steps forward, picked up the thing from the pile of ice slag, and spread it in the palm of his hand.
"it's over."
However, before he could say anything, a reminder from Amira came next to him.
Before he finished speaking, everything in front of him disappeared silently, and the slightly cramped bedroom appeared in front of him again.
…
Everything was the same as when he left, with dim light, incense to help him sleep, and even the owner of this bedroom was lying there quietly with the fork on his face.
There was no change in his body, and even his expression became calmer quickly.
But everything seemed to have changed. At least Reginald and the other two were silent for the first time.
"Is it really a minute?"
At this moment, Fu Qian looked up at the corner of the room and broke the silence with emotion.
After realizing what he said, Amira and the two subconsciously looked over and saw a small desk clock placed almost in the corner farthest from the bed.
The wooden casing is exquisitely painted and obviously operates normally, but it is left alone on the ground. If you are not familiar with it, it is easy to ignore it.
And this guy not only saw it, he even wrote down the time to verify the previous statement.
Amira looked at each other and could see each other's complicated mood.
This guy really brought too many surprises today.
"This is one of the characteristics of nightmares. As long as you enter, no matter how long you stay, no matter how you come out, only one minute of real time will pass."
Finally, Amira spoke up and explained softly.
It sounds like a special response to the one-minute ban.
Before paying, he nodded slightly and once again lamented the strictness of certain rules in this world.
After today's nightmare, this kind of thing that obviously involves a high level can only be dealt with in this disguised manner.
"Of course, he won't wake up before we remove the brain fork, but will be in a special coma."
As she spoke, she pointed at the person on the bed.
"So that's it. It seems that this guy finally got a better sleep today."
Before paying, he sighed and handed the mask in his hand back to the other party.
Returning to reality, the patterns on it have become dull.
"……how are you feeling?"
Reaching out to take it, Amira was more concerned about his changes.
“Better than ever.”
Fu Qian answered quickly, with a heartfelt smile on his face.
"Thank you for everything you did today."
"...It should be the cult that thanks you. We also gained a lot."
Amira didn't seem to know how to respond to this gratitude, and glanced at Reginald with a forced smile.
"Yes, Mr. Encore really brought a lot of surprises today."
Reginald, who had been staring at Fu Qian, seemed to have some meaning in his words. The next moment he looked away and looked at the palm of his hand.
The golden light was shining, and the last harvest from the nightmare was actually brought out.
And at a glance, it turned out to be a pocket watch.
Although it has a lot of wear and tear, it is obviously made of gold. It is a pity that the dial has been broken.
"It looks like an antique. It's indeed a good trophy."
After glancing at it, Fu Qian smiled and praised him.
"It's a very special phenomenon that it can be brought out from inside... But this thing is obviously not abnormal at all, it is an ordinary item..."
Reginald murmured to himself, raised his head and glanced at Fu Qian, his expression a little complicated, and the next moment he actually handed over the pocket watch.
"Take it, theoretically this is your trophy."
"The Order will not take such unnecessary advantage."()