"what happened?"

Meng Chao and the Saint of Ancient Dreams sensed the tremors of the dream at the same time.

Just like the real world outside the dream, earth-shaking changes have occurred, causing serious shocks to the brains of both people, making the dream world become illusory and fragmented.

Originally, the sky in the dreamland was shrouded in colorful mist, showing a sense of boundless transparency.

Now, the mist is gradually freezing, like a layer of contaminated ice shell.

Immediately afterwards, the ice shell cracked with a tiny crackling sound of "click, click, click."

"What the hell are you doing?"

The ancient dream saint's body once again formed the armor of white bone spikes, and she screamed at Meng Chao in shock and anger, "What on earth did you do to my dream?"

"It wasn't me."

Meng Chao narrowed his eyes with an extremely solemn expression, "If I had such ability, I wouldn't have wasted so much saliva just now trying to convince you, the Saint of Ancient Dreams!"

His gaze was like a javelin piercing into the cracks of the ancient dream saint's bone-spiked armor.

He was keenly aware of the surprise that the ancient dream saint was indeed a fake.

Thinking about it carefully, if the Ancient Dream Saint wanted to take action against him, there was no need to waste so much time.

so--

"A third party has invaded our dreams!"

Meng Chao's expression suddenly changed.

Before he finished speaking, the sound of the Crystal Palace breaking into pieces was heard in the sky.

The entire frozen sky collapsed.

The dream of the ancient dream saint collapsed.

Outside the dream, there is another nightmare that is more unstable, more dangerous and treacherous!

The subconscious minds of Meng Chao and Saint Gu Meng seemed to have fallen into an abyss.

The feeling of powerless weightlessness was like a hungry python, wrapping them tightly around them.

I don't know how long it took before the two of them fell into a sea of ​​blood that was extremely sticky and smelly.

The sea of ​​blood boiled, and the bright red blood was as hot as magma, and like a living demon, rushing to invade their seven orifices and even every pore.

Meng Chao and the Ancient Dream Saint were struggling in the sea of ​​magma and blood, and saw countless shining "balloon jellyfish" sinking and floating around them.

Those are the memory cells of the Ancient Dream Saint.

To be more precise, she used the painful memories of herself and the soldiers of the Great Horn Legion to create a series of dreams!

Originally, these dreams were classified into categories and stored neatly in the memory database of the Ancient Dream Saint, becoming the source of her power.

At this moment, all dreams seemed to be carried by unstoppable torrents and storms, spinning crazily, colliding with each other, and releasing the most violent power.

Meng Chao felt an astronomical flow of information rushing towards him.

He seemed to be having ten, no, hundreds of nightmares at the same time.

At the same time, he could taste the feeling of being a "garbage bug", groping deep in the dark sewage pipes, amidst the suffocating sewage and poisonous mist.

I can also feel the pain of being a runaway slave who, after being captured by his master, was smeared with grease and hung upside down from a flagpole, exposed to the scorching sun, and his internal organs gushing out from the depths of his throat.

At the same time, he was also a cannon fodder who charged into battle. For the glory of his master, he jumped into the enemy's trench, but who knew that the enemy had inserted sharp blades and covered it with thorns under the trench.

With wounds all over his body and blood dripping from his wounds, he could only watch helplessly as his companions jumped into the ditch one after another and pressed on him, causing the light above his head to be gradually swallowed up by darkness.

Although it was a similar nightmare, the Ancient Dream Saint had made him have it countless times just now.

But just now it was one nightmare after another, and there was always a short respite between nightmares.

At this moment, countless nightmares were bombarding him indiscriminately in the depths of Meng Chao's mind like ground bombs.

It's true that he has a powerful mind that has been tempered by the flames of doom.

Still being caught off guard, I felt like my soul was in disarray and life was worse than death.

What Meng Chao didn't expect even more was——

Theoretically, the ancient dream saint herself, who should be the master of this brain area, is surrounded by countless "balloon jellyfish".

These "balloon jellyfish" opened their tentacles covered with barbs one after another, and easily got into the gaps in the bone-spiked armor of the Saint of Ancient Dreams, pouring an astronomical flow of information into the depths of her soul.

Judging from the ancient dream saint's desperately struggling and extremely distorted body language.

She was also in extreme pain and couldn't help herself.

"How is it possible? These dreams were obviously created by the Ancient Dream Saint herself. How could she be trapped in her own nightmare and unable to extricate herself? Unless——"

Meng Chao's mind was spinning, and he couldn't help but feel horrified as he thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.

It seems to confirm his judgment.

The boiling tide of blood is getting more and more intense.

Countless huge bubbles with a diameter of hundreds of meters quickly floated up from the depths of the Blood Sea and exploded on the surface of the sea, making a deafening roar.

There are also extremely thick smoke pillars, like the arms of a demon, rising from the bottom of the sea, spreading their fingers and grabbing at the lightning and thunder sky.

If you look carefully, you will see that the smoke pillars are all grotesque, scarred, tortured, and bloody human figures - all of them are close relatives who have been ravaged and died tragically long ago in the memories of the Saint of Ancient Dreams and the rat warriors!

The smoke column continued to grow, and soon it became a giant pillar that towered over the sky.

A circle of giant pillars, arranged in a circular pattern, sealed Meng Chao and the Saint of Ancient Dreams inside.

Then, in the center surrounded by giant pillars, a huge blood bubble suddenly appeared among the surging sea of ​​blood.

Like a ten-thousand-foot mountain rising from the bottom of the sea.

When the blood as strong as fire flowed away, what appeared in front of Meng Chao and Saint Gu Meng was a towering statue of the Horned Rat God that was impossible to look directly at.

No, not a statue, but a living horned rat god!

The diameter of the black eye sockets of the horned rat god in the nightmare alone is over a hundred meters.

Not to mention the large, arrogant horns on its head, spraying flames, condensing frost, swirling arcs, flowing venom, almost poking hundreds of holes in the sky.

And this is just his upper body.

To be more precise, it was the part above his chest.

Below the chest, it was still hidden in the surging sea of ​​blood as thick as ink, giving rise to an unknown fear.

And when the horned rat god in the nightmare condensed scarlet flames from his black hole-like eye sockets, like flying fireballs that tore the sky apart, and struck hard at Meng Chao.

Although Meng Chao knew clearly that the Great Horned Rat God was a fictitious god, and in his memory of his previous life, it had already disappeared with the disintegration of the Great Horned Legion.

I was still shaken and couldn't help but have the urge to worship.

Look at the Ancient Dream Saint next to you——

Her original image in the dream was clad in armor with white bones and spikes, and she was over thirty or fifty arms tall. She was equally majestic, like a god descending to earth.

This is a symbol of extremely powerful spiritual power.

It also means that her subconscious is very confident and her mind is extremely determined.

At this moment, in front of this giant horned rat god who stood tall and tall, her figure was squeezed smaller and smaller.

The armor all over his body was once again cracked and peeled off, exposing the softest and weakest side deep inside his heart, which was as hard as iron.

The Great Horned Rat God didn't say a word, but through his meaningful gaze, various expressions of confusion, annoyance, fear, regret and shame appeared on the face of the Ancient Dream Saint.

At this moment, the Saint of Ancient Dreams is no longer the rebel leader commanding thousands of troops.

Instead, she has regressed to that little girl who was helpless a long time ago, in a home that was plagued by plague and was in deathly silence!

Meng Chao secretly cried out that something was not good.

Seeing that the subconscious of the Ancient Dream Saint is about to be defeated and captured by the so-called "Great Horned Rat God".

He silently meditated on the scene of doomsday destruction.

The subconscious mind is given wings formed by the flames of doom.

He rushed towards the subconscious of the Ancient Dream Saint.

He tried to use the flames of doom to burn away the endless nightmare that haunted the two of them.

At the same time, a hoarse shout was transmitted to the depths of the ancient dream saint’s subconscious:

"Don't believe it, this is fake, everything you see is an illusion and a illusory nightmare!

"We were just talking about whether the Horned Rat God is real or fake, and your brain was invaded and all your dreams were hijacked. How could there be such a coincidence?

"If the Horned Rat God is a real god, there are a hundred ways for you to firmly believe in it and not be affected by my nonsense!

"It's Canus the Jackal!

"It must be this cunning wolf king who is always monitoring your brain through some very secret method!

"He may not be able to know what you are thinking at any time and at any time, but he must have deployed some kind of... warning system deep in your brain. Our conversation just now triggered this warning system, causing him to count.

Hundreds of miles away, I keenly sense your 'awakening'.

"He knows that you have clearly recognized his true face and are about to break free from his control.
Chapter completed!