Chapter 1180: Invasion of Nightmares
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“What’s going on?”
Meng Chao and the Ancient Dream Saintess sensed that the dream world trembling at the same time.
It was like the real world outside had undergone a drastic change. It caused a severe shock to both of their brains, causing the dream world to become illusory and fragmented.
Originally, the sky of the dream world was covered by a colorful haze, giving off an endless sense of transparency.
But now, the mist was gradually freezing, like a contaminated ice shell.
Then, the ice shell cracked with cracking sounds.
“What the hell are you doing?”
The ancient Dream Saintess condensed the White Bone Spike battlesuit again and yelled at Meng Chao in shock and anger, “What did you do to My Dream?”
“I didn’t do it.”
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes, his face extremely solemn. “If I had such an ability, I wouldn’t have wasted so much saliva just now to convince you, Ancient Dream Saintess!”
His eyes pierced into the gaps of the ancient Dream Saintess’White Bone Spike battlesuit like a javelin.
He sensed the astonishment of the ancient Dream Saintess.
On second thought, if the ancient Dream Saintess wanted to attack him, there was no need to waste so much time.
Therefore —
“A third party has invaded our dream!”
Meng Chao’s face suddenly changed.
Before he finished his words, the Crystal Palace was cracking in the sky.
The entire frozen sky collapsed.
The ancient Dream Saintess’dream collapsed.
Outside of the dream realm, there was an even more unstable, dangerous, and treacherous nightmare!
Meng Chao and the ancient Dream Saintess’subconsciousness seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss.
The powerless weightlessness was like a hungry python that tightly wrapped around them.
After an unknown amount of time, the two of them fell into an extremely sticky, stinky, and torrential sea of blood.
The Sea of blood was boiling. The bright red blood was as hot as magma, but it was also like a living demon that was rushing to invade their orifices and every pore.
Meng Chao and the Saintess of the ancient dream were struggling in the Sea of blood. They saw countless glittering ‘balloon jellyfish’floating around them.
They were the memory cells of the Saintess of the ancient dream.
More precisely, they were the dreams that she had created with the painful memories of herself and the soldiers of the Great Horn Legion!
In the beginning, the dreams were categorized and stored in the memory database of the Saintess of the ancient dream, which had become the source of her power.
At this moment, all the dreams were crazily spinning and colliding with each other as if they were carried by an unstoppable torrent and a storm, releasing the most violent power.
Meng Chao felt an astronomical amount of information rushing toward him.
It was as if he had ten, no, hundreds of nightmares at the same time.
At the same time, he could taste the taste of being a ‘garbage bug’who was groping in the suffocating sewage and poisonous fog deep inside the dark sewage pipes.
He could also feel the pain of being a fugitive slave who was smeared with grease and hung upside down on the flagpole after being caught by his master. He was exposed to the scorching sun, and his internal organs were about to spurt out from the depths of his throat.
At the same time, he was also a cannon fodder who charged into the enemy’s trenches. For the glory of his master, he jumped into the enemy’s trenches. Who knew that the enemy would be filled with sharp blades and thorns under the trenches.
His body was covered in wounds and blood. He could only watch as his companions jumped into the trenches one after another and pressed down on his body. The light above his head was gradually swallowed by the darkness.
Although the ancient Dream Saintess had made him have similar nightmares countless times just now, it was still a nightmare after another.
There would always be a short respite between the nightmares.
At this moment, countless nightmares were like earth-drilling bombs, bombarding the depths of Meng Chao’s brain at the same time.
Even though he had a powerful soul that had been tempered by the flames of the apocalypse.
He was still caught off guard and felt as if his soul had been destroyed. He felt as if his life was worse than death.
What Meng Chao didn’t expect even more was..
In theory, the master of this brain region, the ancient Dream Saintess herself, was also surrounded by countless ‘balloon jellyfish’.
These ‘balloon jellyfish’spread out their barbed tentacles and easily drilled into the gaps of the ancient Dream Saintess’white bone spikes armor. They poured astronomical information into the depths of her soul.
From the ancient Dream Saintess’body language, which was twisted to the extreme, she was struggling desperately.
She was also in extreme pain and couldn’t control herself.
“How is this possible? These dreams were obviously created by the ancient Dream Saintess herself. How can she be stuck in her own nightmare? Unless –”
Meng Chao thought quickly. He thought of an extremely terrifying possibility and couldn’t help but feel his hair stand on end.
It was as if he was trying to confirm his judgment.
The boiling momentum of the sea of blood became more and more intense.
Countless huge bubbles with a diameter of more than a hundred meters quickly floated up from the depths of the sea of blood and exploded on the surface of the sea, giving off a deafening roar.
There were also thick pillars of smoke that looked like the arms of demons that rose from the bottom of the sea. They spread out their fingers and grabbed at the sky that was filled with lightning and thunder.
If one looked carefully, they would see that the pillars of smoke were all strangely shaped, scarred, tormented, and bloody human figures. They were the relatives of the ancient Dream Saintess and the rat soldiers who had been ravaged and died a long time ago!
The pillars of smoke continued to grow and soon turned into towering pillars.
A ring-shaped circle of giant pillars locked Meng Chao and the ancient Dream Saintess inside.
Then, a huge blood bubble suddenly appeared in the middle of the surging sea of blood.
It was like tens of thousands of mountains rising from the bottom of the sea.
When the blood that was as thick as fire flowed out, what appeared in front of Meng Chao and the ancient Dream Saintess was a towering statue of the Rat God.
No, it was not a statue, but a living rat god!
The black eye sockets of the Rat God in the nightmare were more than a hundred meters in diameter.
Not to mention the huge horns that were full of hostility. They were spewing flames, freezing ice, curling electric arcs, and flowing venom. They were about to pierce thousands of holes in the sky.
And this was only his upper body.
More accurately, it was above his chest.
Below his chest, it was still hidden in the thick ink-like surging sea of blood, giving rise to an unknown fear.
And when the Big Horn Rat God in the nightmare, from the black hole-like eye sockets, condensed scarlet flames, like a meteor that tore through the sky, and ruthlessly smashed toward Meng Chao.
Even though Meng Chao knew clearly that the big horn rat god was a fictional God, in his memories of his previous life, it had long disappeared along with the collapse of the Big Horn Army.
He was still shaken and could not resist the urge to worship her.
Then, he looked at the ancient Dream Saintess beside him
Her original image in the dream was wearing white bone spikes armor. She was more than 30 to 50 arms tall and was equally awe-inspiring, as if a God had descended from heaven.
This was a symbol of her extremely powerful spiritual power.
It also meant that her subconscious was very confident and her mind was extremely firm.
At this moment, in front of this indomitable big-horned rat god, her body was being squeezed smaller and smaller.
The armor around her body cracked and peeled off, revealing the softest and weakest side in the depths of her heart under the armor that was as hard as iron.
The big-horned rat God didn’t say a word. He just stared at her meaningfully, causing the ancient dream saintess to have dazed, annoyed, terrified, regretful, and ashamed expressions… all sorts of expressions.
At this moment, Gu Meng Saintess was no longer the leader of the rebel army who commanded thousands of troops.
Instead, she had regressed to that helpless little girl who had been plagued by the plague a long time ago in her deathly silent home!
Meng Chao knew that things weren’t good.
Gu Meng Saintess’subconscious was about to be defeated and captured by the so-called “Horned Rat God.”.
He silently meditated on the scene of the apocalypse.
He made his subconscious insert the wings formed by the apocalyptic flames.
He charged toward the ancient Dream Saintess’subconscious with all his might.
He tried to use the apocalyptic flames to burn the endless nightmares that entangled the two of them.
At the same time, he transmitted a hoarse shout to the depths of the ancient Dream Saintess’subconscious:
“Don’t believe it. This is fake. Everything you see is an illusion, an illusory nightmare!
“We were just talking about whether the rat god is real or not, and your brain was invaded. All the dreams were hijacked. How could there be such a coincidence?
“If the Rat God is a real god, there are a hundred ways to make you believe firmly and not be affected by my nonsense!
“It’s ‘Jackal’kanus!
“It must be the cunning wolf king who has been monitoring your brain through some secret method!
“He may not know what you are thinking at all times, but he must have deployed some sort of… warning system deep inside your brain. Our conversation just now triggered the warning system, allowing him to sense your ‘awakening’from hundreds of kilometers away.
“He knows that you have already recognized his true colors and are about to break free from his control.
“Therefore, he attacked first and activated and amplified all the nightmares in an attempt to completely control or even burn your brain