"Resurrection..." The Lord of Nightmares looked at the scythe in front of him, as if he was deep in thought.
As if being reminded by Bai Ye, it was awakened by some bad memories. It looked back at its owner and suddenly laughed dryly: "How about forget it. In fact, resurrection is not necessary. I can transform ordinary monsters to increase my power."
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"All the money was spent, and you suddenly changed your mind. You just ran away on the battlefield and were about to be beheaded by the inspector." Bai Ye was speechless.
"How can I be afraid?" the Nightmare Lord retorted.
"You just follow the most prudent choice in your heart."
"Then why did you change your mind suddenly?" Bai Ye said.
"I just think we can change our thinking," the Nightmare Lord said.
"Could there be any bad consequences of resurrecting the Soul Reaper Scythe?" Bai Ye raised his brows, as the Nightmare Lord's little moves still couldn't be hidden from him.
"Just tell me, tell me boldly. If there are any bad consequences, just tell me and don't hide it from me." Bai Ye said.
The Lord of Nightmares turned his head and glanced at Bai Ye.
"It might alarm something." The Nightmare Lord said after a moment of silence.
"Reviving the Soul Reaver doesn't seem too difficult to me. I've always overlooked something before."
The Nightmare Lord has some vicissitudes of life.
If it were at its peak, there would be no need to consider this issue.
But it's not at its peak now.
If you are targeted by those monsters deep in the dream.
I'm afraid the consequences will be very serious.
"Reviving the Soul Reaper may expose the fact that I have been resurrected." The Lord of Nightmares whispered.
"Can they know where you are?" Bai Ye asked.
The Lord of Nightmares was surprised, and then shook his head, "How is it possible? The starry sky is so big, they can't possibly know where I am, unless there is a space-time crack nearby that leads to the depths of the dream world, and there are ancient beings who know me behind the crack. Maybe
Only then did you recognize me."
Bai Ye thought about the cracks that he didn't know existed deep in the Mushroom Paradise.
Think for a moment.
The conversation changed. "Forget it, since you don't want to, let's not resurrect for the time being." What greeted him was the contemptuous look in the eyes of the Lord of Nightmares.
The meaning in his eyes was very obvious, "How dare you despise me just like this?"
Laugh at fifty steps and laugh at a hundred steps.
Big brother, don't talk about second brother.
"Even if there are cracks in Mushroom Paradise, it has nothing to do with us." The Nightmare Lord came forward and whispered in Bai Ye's ear.
"The neighborhood I'm talking about refers to the scope of our base city. Even if there are cracks in Mushroom Paradise, it's still far away from us."
Bai Ye's face changed, and he was slightly angry, "Do you think I don't know what it has to do with Mushroom Paradise? I just saw you so scared and I was embarrassed to expose you."
"Since you want to resurrect it so much, then go ahead and do it boldly. I've already done everything I need to do. I've already paid 20 million star coins. It's your turn." Bai Ye raised two fingers.
"It's meditation time today, bye." Bai Ye glanced at the clock in the living room.
Turn around and walk into the bedroom.
boom.
close the door.
...
The Lord of Nightmares looked at Bai Ye's back and was stunned for several seconds, and then he laughed strangely.
Since you are not afraid, then what should I be afraid of?
It first closed its eyes and searched the entire base city through its own nightmare world.
Make sure that the interior of the base city is clean and there are no spatial cracks before you feel relieved.
Stand on the table, lift your right foot, and lower it high.
The moment the bird's claws touched the table, a layer of gray mist that was invisible to the naked eye spread around.
Bang~
The color of the light cyan stone table spreads out from the center of the bird's claw landing point to gray-white.
In an instant, you enter the dream world from the real world.
The strange thing is that the scythe of Soul Reaver is still placed on the table, and its color still remains emerald green.
It looks out of place with the surrounding black and white.
The Lord of Nightmares placed his right foot on the Scythe of Souls.
A wisp of black mist was drawn out.
The color of Reaper of Souls seems to have been taken away a bit.
This color blends into the entire nightmare world.
It's so subtle that it's almost invisible to the naked eye. The color of the entire nightmare world is just a little bit more.
This is almost a psychological feeling.
For ordinary people, even if they use instruments to test, they will not find any problems.
But if you let some special beings observe it.
This point, like the black ink dripping on rice paper, is particularly eye-catching.
Rumble~
Suddenly the whole nightmare world was shaking.
The space is turbulent, and the high-rise buildings and mountains throughout the nightmare world base city are shaking and shaking.
All over Base City No. 36.
To the east of the base city, a dragonfly with a body length of more than six meters and clinging to the wall suddenly raised its head.
"It's what the master is doing."
In the south of the base city, a big white-haired and blue-patterned sheep with horns stood on the square and acted as a sculpture and jumped down from the pedestal.
It's performance art disguised as sculpture is interrupted.
If it had been any other existence, it would have been very angry and would have killed it with its own horns.
But since you are the master, forget it.
In the suburban forest north of the base city, a squirrel sitting on a branch reading a book looked expressionlessly at the violently shaking branches and leaves falling like snow.
He snorted softly and flipped his fluffy tail forward to cover his head. The fluffy tail protected him like a house and blocked out the noise and movement outside.
But the noise is getting louder and louder, which has seriously affected its ability to read.
"It's so annoying!"
The squirrel was furious.
Dropping the book in his hand, he stood on the branch, hugged the trunk with his front paws, and banged his head against the tree.
"So annoying!"
"Boom."
"So annoying!"
"Boom."
"So annoying!"
"Boom."
"..."
The nightmare world is the domain of the Nightmare Lord. It exists in the shallow layer of the dream world, and its size depends on the power of the Nightmare Lord.
Theoretically speaking, this level is the domain of the Nightmare Lord.
But now it is far from regaining the power it had at its peak.
The authority to control this level is also temporarily vacant.
It can only control the scope of its own domain.
To put it simply, it is a nightmare world? A shallow layer of the dream world.
At this moment, a slight slight change occurred in the shallow layers of the nightmare world and the dream world.
Looking at the intersection between the two from a distance, there seems to be something inexplicable.
...
The depths of the dream world.
This is a chaotic and profound layer of space.
It complements the shallow world of dreams, but is independent of the shallow world.
Different from the boring black, white and gray in the shallow dream world, the deep world is like a colorful sea of chaos.
Dreams are all kinds of weird, some are sweet and sour, some are bitter, some are happy, some are sad.
When the illusion of nothingness is stripped away, dreams return to their essential colorfulness.
It's like knocking over countless paint buckets and turning them into a dazzling sea of deep colors.
A trace of color has been stolen.
Through some way, it flows to the shallow layer of the dream mirror world and fills it into the nightmare world.
This process is full of weird flavor.
There is no barrier between the two.
The deep colors blend perfectly into the nightmare world.