Under the pitch-black sky, the soul-stirring whispers of bewitching people kept ringing out, like a devil's spell, making people feel frightened.
"Child, look, how this fearless hero is eaten by fear."
"Look at how the selfless ruler is working hard, as if he has no backbone."
"See, my child, how lovers sworn by heaven and earth betray and torture one another with lies."
"Look, how they sacrifice the lives of others for their own rights, just like you. How great you are, guarding Liyue for nearly a thousand years, but can anyone understand your sacrifice?"
Mandrill has heard these words countless times. In the darkest years, these words have always been with him, and the person who said the vicious words seized his weakness thousands of years ago and restrained him.
The devil of dreams who brings down great demons.
Surrounded by hatred and resentment, the god lay on her throne, tasting the fruit of joy and watching the juice flow between her fingers.
And with the invisible, clattering sound of chains, the blood was drunk in pain and fanaticism, and the loyal blood hound at her feet devoured the "dream".
"Your words have no effect on me. They can only make me feel tired. I don't need anyone to be grateful for protecting Liyue. I just want to repay that gentleman's kindness." Mandrill raised his head and looked at the throne.
God said coldly.
"My child, are you rejecting me?" The Demon God of Dreams looked very disappointed and said, "I really miss the days when you were my servant thousands of years ago. At that time
How loyal you are, but now, you have changed."
As soon as the Demon God of Dreams finished speaking, the chain under her feet suddenly swelled and wrapped around the mandrill, binding it tightly and getting tighter and tighter, almost suffocating her soul.
The pain and anger suppressed by Yun Mo's lullaby once again occupied Mandrill's mind, but he still refused to give in. He just gritted his teeth and endured, his eyes full of hatred.
Those unyielding bones resisted punctures and lashes, though every struggle brought new agony, and the wondrous taste of blood-soaked dreams was rivaled only by their transience.
The sheer hatred and revulsion they generated truly made the gods ecstatic, a feeling they hadn't experienced in a long time.
The Demon God of Dreams stood up from his seat, walked to Mandrill, stretched out his hand and gently slapped his slightly ferocious face, with a cruel smile on his lips: "Then tell me, child, tell me! You
What does it taste like to swallow those sweet dreams?”
"The despair and misery of those Yakshas who died before your eyes will definitely be something you will never forget, don't you think?"
"Tell me, child."
Such words make people tremble all over.
Extreme anger and resentment emerged in Mandrill's heart, and the fragile string was almost broken. At this time, his self-consciousness began to slowly fade away, and his consciousness gradually fell into chaos.
The Demon God of Dreams was very satisfied with Mandrill's reaction. All he needed to do was add the last weight. The villain who had betrayed him for thousands of years would return to his command again, and his body would also transform into a weapon to attack the Rock King Emperor.
Sharp weapon.
The look of the Demon God of Dreams became much more sinister, and her eyes shone with cold and evil light, like an endless whirlpool, trying to suck people into it. She said like a ghost: "My child..."
"Noisy!"
Before the Demon God of Dreams finished speaking, a loud roar suddenly came from the sky and the earth, deafening, like thunder from the sky, exploding the space into pieces.
At the same time, a jade arrow shot through the air, carrying an aura that destroyed everything, and directly hit the Demon God of Dreams between the eyebrows. The huge power directly shot her whole body out, and she was nailed to the throne.
above.
The power of the Dream Demon God was defeated, and Mandrill's mind recovered. He raised his head and looked in the direction where the arrow was shot.
I saw a ray of light suddenly shining through the endless darkness. It was not the light of the sun, but the brilliance of the rock, which was exceptionally bright when night fell.
Under the light, the figure of Emperor Yanwang appeared particularly clear, with a cold and arrogant expression on his handsome face, holding a fluorescent green long bow in his hand, which penetrated the jade of the Demon God of Dreams.
The arrow is shot from here.
That bow and mandrill is called the Hepu Bow. Thousands of years ago, Emperor Yan Wang held this bow and killed the Demon God of Dreams with one arrow, saving him from the karma of murder, just like today.
But at this moment, the Demon God of Dreams who was nailed to the throne by the jade arrow did not die. She crushed the arrow and then flew high into the sky. She looked at the Rock King and said in a deep voice: "