Inside the Solidified Dream, there was a round building that was one story tall, floating in the void by itself. It was because of the building's existence that the void was divided into top and bottom, as well as the plane that should exist on the surface. Other than that, there were specks of light scattered in all directions, making this place seem like it was under a starry sky.
There was a magic creature that looked like a horse. Its body seemed to be flowing with magma, reddish-brown in color. It stepped on the raging flames and barged into the dream. On its back, there was a beautiful woman. There was not much cloth on her body to cover her voluptuous and beautiful figure. There was a pair of bat-like wings on her back and a pair of horns on her head.
This was a Nightmare Beast and a Nightmare Demon. It could transcend the boundary of the Abyss and the Lost Land, walking through one Dream after another. Now, they had accidentally barged into this place. They did not feel much about the scene in the Dream. What really amazed them was that everything here was full of Authority. Or rather, it was built by Authority. To them, this was a feast filled with delicious food.
But they were not in a hurry to enjoy all of this. There was no one here, which meant that there was no Dream Master. Naturally, it was not like normal Dreams, where strange stories played out. And those who could create Solidified Dreams, other than coincidence and talent, were Mages who had mastered mysterious powers.
The scene in front of them did not contain a little bit of Authority that could be preserved in the Dream forever. Other than the starry sky, there was only the one story building that had been built by purified Authority. It was a round building, and it was built according to the specifications of a Magic Tower.
In the eyes of the two Dream Demons, the round building was filled with dense lines and runes. The Authority of Mana flowed within, seeping out a mysterious power that they could not identify.
It was not that there were no Dreams created by Mages in the Lost Land, but they were very rare. And every time they encountered one, it was both an opportunity and a crisis. The purified Authority was undoubtedly the biggest reward, but the question was, how many traps were hidden here? What kind of abilities did it have?
A Mage who only knew how to create Dreams but did not know how to protect himself was a rare one in a hundred years. If they really encountered one, they could use a little trick to turn this kind of Mage into a milk cow, providing an endless supply of nutritious milk. If there were some tricky traps, it was acceptable to seize the Authority of this place in one go.
But the premise of all this was to first observe this Dream and see what tricks were in it.
The Nightmare Beast carried the Nightmare Demon and walked around the only building. What they saw made the two Demons click their tongues in wonder. On the bricks of the building, although each line and rune was independent, they seemed like a part of a whole. Although there was some kind of rules that were hard to understand, it did not stop them.
But after walking around the building, they did not see a door or window, which meant that there was something more worthy of protection. Although the layout of this place was special, it was not out of the ordinary human mind. In fact, it was for this reason that most humans couldn't defeat these demons who fed on dreams and walked in them.
Outside the building, how much of a threat could those incomprehensible magic patterns be? This seemed to be the only place in the Dream Realm that the Nightmare Beast and the Nightmare Demon were worried about.
The Nightmare Demon on the Nightmare Beast's back gently stroked the neck of the Nightmare Beast and said softly, "Do you want to try attacking and see the defensive arrangements here? Or do you want to find other Nightmares and figure out the magic here before attacking? "
With a snort, the Nightmare Beast turned its head and looked at the Nightmare Demon on its back, "Let's try first and see what's going on. Wouldn't it be a pity to summon others to take a share of the action? "
"Then, where should we start?"
"They all look the same. You can just pick a place."
"Then let's go to the place five steps ahead. There's a place where the magic patterns are sparse. Perhaps it's a weak point. "
The Nightmare Beast heard this and stomped a few steps forward, facing the weak point that the Nightmare Demon mentioned. Its front hooves dug a few times, and with a hiss, it spat out a five coloured breath from its mouth. It seemed as beautiful as a dream, but it contained an unimaginable power.
The moment the five coloured breath touched the wall, a light green aura of authority emerged from the wall along with the engraved channels and magic formations, resisting the Nightmare Beast's breath. The brick wall that should have melted in response could only weakly resist.
Although there was a thin layer of aura that isolated the five coloured breath, it still looked like it was on the verge of collapse. It wouldn't be surprising if it completely disappeared.
The Nightmare Demon excitedly hugged the horse's neck, and the Nightmare Beast sprayed even harder. However, in a place that the Nightmare Beast and the Nightmare Beast didn't notice, the scattered light that was disguised as a starry sky was flickering with a special frequency. Moreover, the aura that was supposed to only be in the place resisting the breath had now spread to the entire building.
The Nightmare Beast was still admiring the tenacity of the building when the first breath was interrupted. Under the Nightmare Demon's instigation, it took a deep breath, organized the energy in its stomach, and prepared for the second attack. However, the moment before it spat out, the starry sky suddenly flashed, and countless white light beams pierced through the Nightmare Beast and the Nightmare Beast, and then disappeared as if nothing had happened.
As for the magic engraved on the first floor, Lin Xiang once said that only the Light Spell was engraved. This sentence was both correct and incorrect. Because the first floor was completely sealed, there were no stairways left, nor were there any doors or windows, so there was no way to know the situation inside. In fact, when they were doing their homework, there was still a magic formation left inside, which was set in reality, the light beam trap on the first floor of the Tower of the Great Sage.
However, the magic formation engraved at that time wasn't complete, only the walls and the floor. The ceiling part was capped, so they didn't have time to do their homework. Moreover, this magic formation had to have an emitting point and an receiving point to complete a laser beam that could be used to cut. In addition, it was set in a sealed floor, so of course, Lin Xiang thought that it was an invalid setting.
However, this wasn't the case. Combined with the star chart arranged by the Light Spell, the magic formation engraved on the interior of the floor produced a different effect. It was just that this effect didn't have a programmed trigger mechanism. The death of the Nightmare Beast and the Nightmare Beast could be said to be the self-protection mechanism of this Dream World, which prompted this half-finished magic tower to launch a counterattack.
Looking at the two Nightmares lying on the ground with holes all over their bodies, a strange and smelly liquid kept flowing out, this should be the blood of the Nightmares, just that it wasn't red. From the void, a fat man and a short figure walked out, and went straight to the two corpses.
"What are you thinking about?" The fat man asked.
"How did you stuff the horse penis in?" The short man answered very seriously.
Similarly, he looked at the broken body that should have been tender and tender, as well as the horse-like appearance of the Nightmare Beast. After thinking for a while, the fat man said, "… Was I that dirty when I was in middle school?"
"Do you really think that you were a good person when you were in middle school?"
"I'm right, there's no way to refute it." The fat man looked helpless, sighed, and said, "Then how should we clean up the aftermath? Based on the current situation. "
Without saying anything, the short man dismembered the two dead Nightmares in front of him according to the habits of the previous war, and then used the Shaping Spell to turn them into bricks. The short one made his move, and the fat one didn't fall behind either. Both of them started to make their moves as well.
The number of bricks formed by the Nightmare Beast and the Nightmare Beast was a lot more than the number of bricks they turned into after their deaths, but it didn't seem like the number of bricks a complete soul would leave behind after being killed in the Dream World.
"What's the purpose of this?" The fat man thought about the possible answers as he worked. The shorter one said, "If their blood didn't drain away along with their Authority after they died, then they didn't truly die, but just like us, they were resurrected in a place with full health."
"Yes, indeed." Although the fat man expressed his agreement, there were only two possibilities, and no one was certain of one, so what he said was nonsense. However, he didn't continue to dwell on it, and said, "Since they've been turned into bricks, what should we do with them next?"
"Follow the original, and continue to build the original, how about that?"
The fat man seemed to be tempting, and said, "Didn't you consider helping the original and changing the design of the second floor?"
"Change? How? Until now, the original version still thinks that we are his own imagination. I'm not interested in working for free and wasting my energy. "
"Hmm, well said." The fat one went one step further and said, "Have you considered the idea of replacing the original version? At that time, you can do whatever you want. "
"Hmph, I'm not interested in taking over someone else's messed up life."
"Sigh, that's not considered messed up. He has big breasts and two flat little lolis. You're a virgin, don't you feel envious? "
"Don't keep talking about me, don't you have such thoughts?" The short man pushed his glasses and looked at the fat man in front of him. However, no matter how sharp his gaze was, it was useless when met with that cheeky smile.
Thinking about it, the short man understood the key point, and snorted, and said with a cold smile, "That's true. Even if you tell a fat otaku how beautiful the outside world is, how bright the sun is, it's no different from playing the lute to a cow. "
"No, no, no, please don't think so, chuunibyou. I'm not afraid of the outside world, I'm just too lazy to go out. No matter how beautiful the world is, it has nothing to do with me; no matter how bright the sun is, it's blinding. I'd rather spend my limited life on the things I cherish, and not waste it on false exchanges between people. "
"Excuses, everything is an excuse. I feel disgusted when I think about how I'll become like you when I grow up. "
After laughing a few times, the fat man said, "When you learn, the world will continue to operate without you or me. When the world doesn't revolve around me, I really want to see what that expression looks like.
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