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Chapter 426

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The moment the Queen of Rotten Dreams lifted the shackles and completely swallowed the Stellaris, a great uproar was set off on the Endless Sea.

Through the double helix cage, everyone could see the viscous nightmare gushing out of the Stellaris like a waterfall.

It was the essence of the nightmare that Rotten Dreams had collected and selected for hundreds of years in the Abyss. It was the essence of despair left behind after countless souls were burned up in hesitation, pain, confusion, and destruction.

It was a part of his body.

Every part was an extension of the current him, the current Rotten Dreams.

In the blink of an eye, it swallowed 110,000 passengers. The black nightmare rapidly expanded and evaporated. Gray fog rose and completely covered the outline of the Stellaris.

It filled every corner of the double helix.

It looked like a crystal ball imprisoned in a strange birdcage.

Then, it stood still.

Not only did it not choose to tear apart the outer shackles, but it also seemed to not care about what was happening outside. It sealed itself and shrank all the remaining power in one place.

The dark fog quickly solidified.

It was like internal organs.

Countless blood vessels and the outline and color of eyes emerged from it. The bone-deep resentment spread from the deranged eyes as he stared indifferently at the combatants outside the cage.

For some reason, it was so terrifying, but it always reminded people of the dying prisoners in the ICU.

They had no strength to resist, and they were powerless to resist the fall of destruction. They could only stare at the beautiful world outside the window with resentment and unwillingness.

They cursed all of this.

But soon, the frozen nightmare began to squirm crazily.

A shrill cry burst out again.

It was so ear-piercing.

It was like … indigestion.

Something was moving crazily in his stomach … It was acting recklessly and was about to burst out of his stomach!

"What is that?"

Under the double helix crystal, Mathers stared at the surging nightmare. Then, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the projection of Yegor in the distance. "Is it the backup plan of the Astronomy Society?"

"Maybe."

Yegor replied. He neither smiled nor mocked.

He just calmly told him, "When facing an enemy, you always have to be prepared, don't you think?"

"As expected of the Preacher. He is more difficult to deal with than the rumors."

Mathers nodded approvingly. "Apart from this situation, you must have other preparations, right? But in fact, it doesn't matter at all … His life and death are of no importance to us. "

He glanced disdainfully at the twitching Nightmare under his feet as if it was not the ruler of the Abyss but a piece of dead pork.

"Anyway, it's just bait in the trap … What's the big deal with one less or one more, right?"

Accompanied by his words, the Endless Sea beneath the Twin Spiraling Mystic Instruments suddenly froze.

That power did not come from him.

Rather, it would be more accurate to say that it was the embodiment of a certain authority, a certain law that was inscribed in the Abyss, a power that could not be defied had descended upon this place.

In the blink of an eye, all the raging waves calmed down.

The sea surface was as smooth as a mirror.

That's right. At this moment, the Endless Ocean had become a huge mirror that indifferently reflected the countless twin spiral pillars, the sky that represented the Endless Abyss, and the behemoths that were constantly fighting in the deep space.

Inexplicably, there was an indescribable understanding that arose in everyone's hearts.

The Mirror of the Ocean should be under their feet, but why did it feel like there was something overlooking them from inside?

Immediately after, in the gloomy mirror, a twisted and cold shadow slowly emerged.

It was as if it was floating up from the deep sea.

The Mirror Realm!

That should be the authority of the Queen of Rotten Dreams, but at this moment, Rotten Dreams was still imprisoned by the Twin Spiraling Secret Instruments. So, who was the shadow that gradually emerged from the distant Hell when the Mirror Realm was opened?

"Ah, what was that saying again?"

Mathers took off his hat, revealing a head of mottled white hair, as if he was welcoming the arrival of an important person. He smiled happily.

"Didn't some novels like to write a long time ago that when the stars returned to their positions, there would be a supreme being rising from the sea?

Now, the Constellation has indeed arrived at the correct position … "

Along with his words, in the Mirror of the Ocean, the gloomy and ferocious shadow was getting closer and closer. Endless gray and black had already covered everything as far as the eye could see.

Something was coming …

Something … was breaking out of the sea!

In the roar, it was as if thousands of sharp reefs were rapidly rising from the bottom of the sea. Streaks of gray color pierced out from the Mirror Realm. After breaking through the shackles of depth, they revealed their ferocious appearance from the surface of the world.

That was … a tree?

In the reflection of the mirror, the image of a withered and huge inverted tree was revealed.

Countless complicated and sharp branches spread out in all directions, but there was not a single leaf or fruit on them.

Only countless cries that sounded like a baby's cry echoed between the branches.

It was like an invisible worm crawling, drilling into everyone's eardrums, gently pulling at their souls and wills, ravaging their organs and bones.

Pouring into their brains.

It was not language, but it was undoubtedly the most straightforward way of expressing it. Any parent who heard such cries would immediately come to a realization.

He said:

— I'm hungry.

Thus, in the Twin Spiraling Secret Instruments, the frozen nightmare also struggled violently, trembling, and letting out a shrill roar.

But it was unable to break through the cage in front of it.

It was unable to escape from the train that it had spent so much effort to climb up.

And then … in the Mirror Realm, the huge roots of the inverted tree seemed to be alive. They extended out from the mirror and gently and deftly entangled themselves on the Twin Spiraling Secret Instruments.

It directly penetrated into it.

The tight seal of the Twin Spiraling Secret Instruments was like an illusion at this moment. Of course, it did not exist.

Only countless roots were like pairs of baby hands, hugging the nightmare and beginning to suck sweetly.

It's time to breastfeed, Mother.

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When the last predator was burned to ashes by Bahamut's flames, Huai Shi's body had swelled to an unimaginable extent.

It felt like a walking continental plate, but there was nothing in the nightmare that could be used as a comparison.

But when he looked around, there were no more enemies.

The nightmare was barren and dead silent.

A familiar voice sounded in the wind.

"You seem to be having fun?"

He looked back in shock, but he could not see anything. At his feet, the tiny shadow raised its hand and waved, indicating that it was here.

He lowered his head and lay on the ground, trying his best to move his eyes closer to the figure.

Then, he became more and more shocked.

"Huh? You're … Beelzebub? "

"That's me."

Beelzebub tilted his head and looked at him. "I didn't expect you to recognize me."

"After all, your voice is similar to what I imagined. It sounds very frivolous and unreliable." He sighed with emotion. "But your appearance is also …"

It doesn't match at all.

Huai Shi originally thought that Beelzebub would look like a fat otaku from a newspaper office after transforming. But right in front of him, the blonde young man smiled brightly, reminding him of sunshine.

He was wearing a black motorcycle jacket and jeans, with thick leather boots on his feet. He seemed to have just returned from racing somewhere. His blue eyes were always filled with joy.

Perhaps it was an illusion or something.

Huai Shi felt that he was different from before.

It was not just his appearance.

"Don't look like you're in disbelief, okay?"

Beelzebub shrugged slightly. "This is a setting left by Orton. That bastard always likes to pinch himself when he pinches people. He doesn't care if others can accept it."

"But why are you here?" Huai Shi asked.

"I'm the one who should be here, right?"

Beelzebub shook his head. "I've always been in Astral's dream. Now that Astral has been swallowed by the Rotten Dream, isn't it normal for me to appear here?

"Just you?" Huai Shi looked around nervously. "Where did the others go?"

Then he realized that Beelzebub was looking at him strangely.

It was as if he was the only unlucky person in the entire company who had not been added into the company's QQ account.

Beelzebub's face was filled with sympathy, pity, helplessness, and a look that said, "Learn to be strong."

This made him feel even more uneasy.

Soon, the Book of Steel appeared in Beelzebub's hand. He opened it and scanned it with the radar, producing a projection.

In the deepest part of the Rotten Dream, there was a bubble floating in the endless darkness.

Like a soap bubble, it flowed with dazzling colors.

It looked fragile, but no matter how the Rotten Dream eroded it, it could not penetrate it. Instead, it maintained its own independence and formed a new layer of dream in the nightmare.

"What's this?"

Huai Shi asked, "A new type of Matryoshka doll?"

"Something like that," Beelzebub explained.

"After all, the Rotten Dream has been rampant for so long. It's not strange for the Astronomy Department to have a dream protection technology that specifically targets it …

Now, everyone's dreams have been integrated together. Under the protection of this law, the wills of those ordinary people have gathered together and are not contaminated by the Abyss. Instead, under the strong external pressure, they've been integrated into a temporary soul to temporarily resist the erosion of the Rotten Dream. I have to say, the creativity is amazing. "

Huai Shi's dog head was dazed.

After a long time, he finally reacted.

"Isn't I the only one who was thrown in here?"

He angrily hammered the ground. "You're isolating me again! This is such a good thing. Why can't you bring me along? "

Beelzebub sympathetically raised his hand and patted his … paw tip.

"If I'm not wrong, you were sent here to cause trouble, right? Well, after all, you look like you're good at tearing down houses … Let me see. "

In his hand, a blue ripple spread out from the Book of Steel, silently sweeping across Huai Shi's body.

Then, the radar began to analyze.

"Oh, this recording technology is really exquisite … It seems to have been reorganized and modified. Looking at the labels and notes left behind, it was actually modified by the six Creators to ensure that it can be reproduced in the Rotten Dream."

Beelzebub sighed. "So this is what you look like? I really couldn't tell. "

"Uh, it's a long story …"

"Don't worry. Take your time."

Beelzebub calmly waved his hand. "Anyway, we still have a long time before the Rotten Dream dies."

"Wait! It's going to die? "

"Yeah."

Beelzebub spread his hands and looked around. "Isn't it already eaten until it's like an empty shell? If it was at its peak, you and I would've already become the nightmare's puppets, right? "

"Who wants to kill it?"

Huai Shi could not figure it out. "No, who can kill it? Is it the rancher? "

If it was that guy, he was heartless and did not want to pay after the deed was done. Instead, he wanted to kill his cheap friend … This could be explained from the motive and ability.

"I'm not sure about that."

In Beelzebub's hand, the Book of Steel showed a projection of the outside world, depicting a huge upside-down tree. It was solemn and terrifying.

"However, in the radar's observation, although it has some of the rancher's genealogical characteristics, it's more like a Rotten Dream in essence …"

Following Beelzebub's words, a bolt of lightning seemed to flash across Huai Shi's blank thoughts.

It was fleeting, but it connected all the original clues.

"That's its child."

Huai Shi murmured in realization, "That's the surviving evil that it and the rancher gave birth to!"

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Pain, begging for votes at the beginning of the month ~

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