As soon as the middle-aged woman left, it was as if a war horn had been blown in the small kitchen. Everything was on the verge of going out of control and chaos.
Anker was the first to roar, "Damn it, Aldo, is that your mother? Didn't you say your mother died a long time ago? So what is that woman? A ghost? "
Hoffa: "Chloe, how did you get into this house?"
Chloe: "You're asking me? I haven't asked you how you got involved with them." There was a rare hint of hatred in her voice.
Anker: "Looks like you don't know anything about your companion. He's actually with us."
Chloe: "You think I'll listen to your nonsense?!"
Anker: "Hmph, Aldo, what are you waiting for? Help me restrain Lemour first. "
"Enough!"
In this moment of chaos, Aldo's angry roar silenced the small dining room. "We haven't left this island yet. By the way, this used to be my home. If you want to quarrel, go outside."
His chest rose and fell, his shoulders trembled, and his emotions were very unstable.
After a moment of silence.
Aldo: "I have a feeling that if we don't understand the environment here, we may never get out."
"Island, what are you talking about?" Chloe asked Hoffa.
"Nightmare," Hoffa suddenly said.
"What?" Anker's eyes narrowed coldly.
"I'm saying that we're not in any real place, nor are we in any space-time. Our minds are trapped in a nightmare, and everything we see is an illusion. "
"Where's your proof?" Anker asked.
Hoffa pointed outside the window without a word. Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing. Except for Chloe, everyone else was stunned.
Good heavens, everything outside the house had changed. The originally strange and dangerous island full of bugs had now become a bustling street. Black carriages and cars shuttled through the streets at the same time. There were also some old but lively residents on the side of the road. The atmosphere was peaceful and full of business.
Hoffa said, "Apart from that, there's no better explanation for this weird and ever-changing scene, the monsters that don't make sense at all, and our magic power that's mysteriously disappearing. It's completely impossible in the real world. So, the only explanation is that we're in a man-made dream. "
A dream.
"It's just a dream?"
Aldo sighed in relief.
"This is your dream, Aldo," Hoffa said.
"Me?!"
"Anker and I have no fear of giant worms and arthropods. You can also sense Lemour's presence, and the house you're most familiar with has appeared here. If this is not your dream, then whose is it?"
Anker said, "If this is really a nightmare, why haven't we woken up after realizing that it's a dream? Also … "
Slap!
Anker's palm Anker's face.
Aldo covered his face and jumped three feet high. "What are you doing, you bastard!?"
Anker: "Look, if this is a dream, why aren't we waking up?"
"He's the owner of this dream. Everything here is a projection of his spirit, but he's definitely not the source of the dream. Of course, it's useless to hit him."
"The source of the dream?"
"That's right. I still remember before I fainted, there was a white mist floating on the sea, and there seemed to be a voice humming in my ear. That voice didn't belong to any of you. I think, the owner of that voice is the source of the dream."
"Now that you mention it, it does seem like such a thing is true. But what's the source? What's the purpose … "Anker calmed down and fell into deep thought.
As the three of them were thinking, Chloe raised her arm.
"I … have a question."
Hoffa looked at her.
"Based on what you said, it seems like you were on an island, and then you encountered a lot of bugs."
"Yes."
"Then I think, if this is really a dream, it shouldn't be a beautiful dream, right? It should be a nightmare."
Hoffa: "It must be a nightmare."
"If it's a nightmare, but I didn't see any bugs, and I didn't experience anything particularly scary. From yesterday until now, everything has been very peaceful. "
Peaceful, huh … Hoffa looked at Aldo, only to see him covering his face. His face was pale, and he looked very different from his usual irritable and irritable self.
"Hey, Aldo, is there something scary that hasn't happened in this house yet?"
Aldo shuddered, as if he remembered something, and he stood up abruptly. At the same time, there was a loud bang outside the door.
Bang!!
The door was slammed open.
The woman who had left the house earlier had returned, but there was a man beside her. The man was wearing a tattered shirt of unknown color, and he stood at the door with a bottle of wine. His face was full of whiskers, and there were two patches of red on his face. The strong sunlight behind him made him look very tall.
Aldo, who was sitting by the table, trembled.
The drunkard asked drunkenly, "Where's Aldo? Where's that little b * stard?!"
"Berkley, get out of my way. I … I've already cut off all contact with you!" The woman stood beside him, grabbing his arm tightly.
"Shut up, b * tch!"
The drunkard knocked the woman to the ground with his arm. "You still want to protect him? I … burp, I lost a watch. Aldo, did you steal it?"
He staggered into the house. "B * stard, I'm asking you, did you steal my watch and sell it for money?"
The three people in the house focused their attention on Aldo. After Hoffa explained the dream theory to them, they all knew that everything in front of them was not real, but a nightmare of the man named Aldo.
"Are you mute?!" The drunkard stood beside Aldo, his saliva flying everywhere. He reached out to grab Aldo's collar. "Quick, give me back my things!"
"I … I never took your things. You lost them by gambling." Aldo's teeth were chattering as he spoke with difficulty.
"Liar!"
The drunkard roared and threw the bottle aside. "Are you mocking me for not being as good as you? Let me tell you, I've been winning for the past two days!"
He raised his right hand high and punched down. When the fist was only a centimeter away from Aldo's nose, he was pushed away. The middle-aged woman stood in front of him and said, "Aldo, quick … Quick, leave this place."
Aldo stood up and stumbled two steps back.
The drunkard said, "It's all because of you. Look at him now. He's already a thief!"
"Enough, Berkley. I took your watch!"
The woman screamed. "You lost so many things. You have to leave something behind. I've already sold the watch. If you want to find it, go to the flea market!"
The drunkard trembled with anger. "Good, good, good. You took my things and bought this food to entertain these worthless strangers!"
He slapped the woman hard on the face, sending her flying more than a meter away and crashing into the wall.
Hoffa's eyelids twitched. Chloe covered her mouth and widened her eyes in horror. Anker leaned against the wall and prepared to sneak out. Aldo shrank in the corner, not daring to move.
"When I was at home, you only fed me pickles every day!"
The drunkard picked up the bottle and smashed it on the woman's head.
"After you slept with Dolco next door, you made him a f * cking sandwich!"
The woman screamed as she fought back. Her strength gradually increased. The broken bottle was replaced by the pot on the table. After the pot was broken, it became a kitchen knife. After a while, the middle-aged woman fell into a pool of blood. No one knew if she was dead or alive.
Chloe stood up, trembling, and wanted to stop the drunkard. Hoffa pulled her back. "None of this is real. Come with me and get out of here."
The drunkard let go of the woman and staggered toward Aldo with a hideous smile. As he walked, his body grew bigger and bigger. He grew from 1.75 meters to 2 meters, then to 3 meters, then to 4 meters. He burst through his clothes and broke through the ceiling.
Aldo trembled as he pulled out his wand. He held it horizontally and wanted to cast a spell, but he couldn't even chant a spell.
"Aldo," Hoffa reminded him. "Don't think too much."
His words were useless. The man grew bigger and bigger. His muscles even burst through his skin. He lifted the table lightly and sent it flying. Anker tried to sneak away from the man, but he was smashed back by the man's pillar-like arm.
He fell to the ground and spat out blood. "Aldo, what are you doing? Don't think too much. Let us get out of here first!"
"Your existence is worthless. Your life is meaningless!"
The giant drunkard roared. Countless giant worms poured out of his mouth. He became more and more ferocious and grotesque.
Hoffa wanted to break the window and escape with Chloe, but the room had become extremely sturdy. The glass had the color of granite. Nothing could be measured by common sense.
The giant first grabbed Anker, who was closest to him. He squeezed his head and opened his bloody mouth.
Anker grabbed the giant's finger and kicked in the air. "Aldo, you bastard … How dare you do this to me!?"
However, Aldo had already dropped his wand and knelt down. He huddled in the corner of the living room and cried. He did not have the demeanor of an adult wizard. He was as fragile as a child.
They were in Aldo's nightmare and could not leave.
Chloe gritted her teeth and said to Hoffa, "I have an idea."
"What idea?"
"Buy me some time," she said, looking at Aldo.
"Are you sure?"
"Go!"
"As if I'll believe you! Goddamned wand! "
Hoffa cursed the nun, but his actions were not hesitant. He rolled up his sleeves and raised the round wooden table in the corner. He mocked loudly, "Hey, big idiot!"
The giant with Anker looked over. "Who are you talking about?"
Countless worms fell from his mouth like rain. Hoffa raised the round table to block his head.
"Do you know where your wife got the money from selling the watch?"
"Huh? Where is it? "
Hoffa smiled evilly. "In the hotel. Your wife used your money to get a room with someone else."
"Go to hell!"
* Boom!! *
The giant raised his hand and smashed the round table in Hoffa's hand into pieces. Huo Fa rolled awkwardly on the ground to avoid the violent blow. "Who knows, maybe Durex got a share too. What's the point of being angry here?"
* Roar!! *
The giant threw Anker away and chased after Hoffa, smashing the stairs and furniture in the room. Horrible worms crawled all over the room.
Just as Hoffa was crazily praising the giant. Chloe ran over to Aldo, who was crying in the corner. She crouched down beside him, hugged his head, and softly hummed a nursery rhyme.
The giant who was swinging his arm paused. His body shrunk little by little, and even his expression became confused.
"It's working!"
Hoffa rolled and crawled to Chloe's side. "Continue, don't stop."
Chloe's face was covered in sweat. She tried her best to keep her voice steady. The giant stopped spitting out worms. His body gradually returned to its normal size. The granite patterns on the window also gradually disappeared.
"Let's go!"
Hoffa shouted to Chloe. Chloe dragged the unconscious Aldo to his feet.
"Get out of the way!"
Anker, who was vomiting blood, did not hesitate to push the three away. He jumped out of the window without looking back and ran out.
At this time, Hoffa didn't have time to care about this. He pushed Chloe and Aldo out and jumped out of the window himself. After jumping out of the window, he pulled with force and the glass window was heavily sealed.
The four of them ran until they were about a hundred meters away from the house and stopped.
Anker clutched his chest and stood there panting. He then grabbed Aldo's collar and slammed him into a trash can by the roadside. "Trash! You almost got me killed! "
Anker scolded Aldo harshly. "If I knew you were such a good-for-nothing, even an idiot wouldn't team up with you!"
Aldo did not refute.
Chloe was just catching her breath when she heard Anker curse Aldo in exasperation. Her face turned pale.
"Don't provoke him!"
Just as she finished speaking, a loud boom came from behind. The small wooden house in the distance was directly blown up by the giant. It stood up from the ruins. It directly turned into a huge centipede that was dozens of meters long. Its whole body was covered in shiny black armor. Its abdomen was bloody red, and there was an unusually terrifying human face on top of its head.
"F * ck!"
Hoffa cursed. He had been in the magic world for so many years, but he had never seen such a strange creature.
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