The Enemy Always Wants to Pull Me into a Coffin

Arecio has been squatting in the shadow of Nightmare for the past few days, gnawing on carrots. Although the neuropathy will sometimes bring him some delicious food, he feels that most of the delicious food can’t be eaten by Nightmare. Doomed not to go much, so Alessio can only gnaw the carrot silently.

Nightmare seemed a little guilty about this.

"It's okay. Actually, I won't die if I don't eat. I'm just used to eating a little." Alessio grabbed the radish. To be sure, he had enough blood food every day, and other foods were just icing on the cake.

"Are all dark creatures like this?" Nightmare had never left the farm before, and he was full of curiosity about his own kind in the outside world.

"Not all of them, there are all kinds of dark creatures."

Alessio is usually very patient with the cubs, and he tells the nightmare about many different dark creatures, the sea serpent, the manticore in this part, the vampires from ten thousand years ago, the lich, and the extinct dragon.He has seen too much and experienced too much, but the ordinary narration seems to be full of vitality. In the end, he took out the badge of the Dark Creature Alliance.

"It is already an organization that can stand on its own, and it is still growing. After this turmoil passes, it must have a lot of real power."

He lay on Nightmare's head and handed the badge to his eyes.The badge is small, surrounded by secret snakes, and colorful. Such a dream-like badge seems to be far from dark creatures, but everyone who sees the badge cannot deny its connection with dark creatures.

At least that's the case with Nightmare Brendan.

"Can I...can I join?" He asked nervously, "Join the Dark Creature Alliance?"

He is learning at a very fast speed, and he has mastered the basic common sense. Now that he is self-taught, he can apply to join the organization.

"Dark creatures are eligible to join, and even non-dark creatures can serve as advisors." Alessio said, and then he added conditions to this loose rule, "However, you still need to work hard enough to join, think Want to see, what can you bring to the alliance?"

"I..." Brendan hesitated, he has been locked up in the farm, he can't do anything, and he can't communicate with people, so he...

"So, you have to seize this opportunity."

"……Chance?"

"Yes." The little bat lying on his head flapped its wings, with a smile in its tone, "This is your chance! If you can save all the nightmares."

Saving others is something Brendan has never thought about. He is the one being rescued, how could it be possible...

Suddenly, Aresio put away his badge and quickly hid in his shadow.Only then did Brendan look up, and found that several unfamiliar staff members were whispering, and the person in charge could be vaguely seen flashing behind.

It's time to start.Arecio thought in the shadows, they spent a lot of effort to force the branch to where it is now, just to allow them to exchange between nightmares.The cruel nightmare farm must not be ignored, and this southeast branch, which has been completely decayed, should not continue to exist.

The former was handled by him and the psychopath, while the latter...

I opened my eyes, they are black eyes that are common in the east, but they are darker.His domain has already been opened, and now it is only spreading further.In his perception, the movements of those worms were all clearly visible, including the physiological characteristics and behavioral habits they stole from the dead people, all of which were completely "seen" by him.

The distance between the guardian and the god is usually very close, so Helgodon is as brave and good at fighting as Behemoth, Lucy sits on the sea of ​​undead, and he...in the psychic realm of all things, he is overlooking everything emperor!

"It has already started. It is estimated that the Nightmare will be replaced within two hours." He said, mainly to inform the saints around him.He is very proficient in doing this. After all, they also cooperated ten thousand years ago. Although the salvation of the world failed in the end, that was the reason why the temple was too powerful. The current temple...

No, you can't underestimate them either. Once the gods don't care about their fate, they will be crushed instantly.

"According to the military department, a staff member secretly sent back has been tested and confirmed that the individual died on the spiritual level." Luzius said lightly, "The test on the individual worm that appeared in the Emerald Inner Sea shows that it died after death. In order to avoid more victims, the surrounding area has been blocked, with non-proliferation as the top priority, and the remains of the victims should be preserved as much as possible.”

This is an official and authoritative certification. In fact, the people who are currently active in the branch have died for more than a month. The death list is listed by the relevant department and will only be announced after all the dust settles.

I look down.

"Let Mr. Clawson evacuate together, and don't leave any of us in the branch."

"Okay." Ruzius didn't intend to disturb him at first. He just received the last message from Aresio that Nightmare has been replaced. When he arrives at the Nightmare Farm, Aresio will immediately send back the location information.

***

Arecio is floating in the shadow of the nightmare at this time. In order to hide, he can't see the outside world now, and can only realize that they are on the way through some bumps and twists and turns.The aircraft with a sandwich inside flew out of the branch, and no one would have guessed that there was a Nightmare inside.

After everything stabilized, Aresio emerged from the shadows.The space in the mezzanine was so small that Nightmare could only curl up tightly. If it weren't for his current bat form, he wouldn't even be able to show his head.

Brendan was drugged and fell asleep. Alessio dragged out the potion hidden in the shadow and gave him a shot.

"Don't move, there's no way for you to look up here." Arecio reminded, "Be patient a little bit, but to be honest, I think it's better for you to fall asleep on the way."

Brendan shook his head, it was his own request to stay sober, he didn't want to be completely useless at the mercy of others.

Crouching was an uncomfortable position, and he endured it with his eyes open in the dark, when suddenly, he felt Alessio move to the side of his head.

"That's good, you can let your consciousness sink into a dream, it won't be so uncomfortable, and you can wake up immediately if there is a threat from the outside world."

"But... how?"

Aresio was expressionless.

He is just a vampire, but so far, he has taught werewolves how to attack and liches how to use undead magic, and now it is too difficult for him to teach nightmares how to enter the dreamland.

"I remember it seems that I need to imagine?" He was not very sure, "Nightmare can weave dreams, you just think about the scene you want to see."

With that said, he realized that Brendan was not like the nightmares of his day.In his era, nightmares especially liked to travel around, which could make their dreams vivid and colorful. However, Brendan, who grew up in a farm, obviously did not have such extensive knowledge.

He had no choice but to guide further.

"You can imagine that one day when you drink water, the bowl is overturned, and a lot of water is sprinkled under your feet..."

He seems to be really gifted in teaching, and the point of entry is very close to life. Under his guidance, Nightmare's body is still curled up in a small space, but he feels that he has stood up, and a stream is winding under his feet , shining brightly.

At the end of the creek is the great lake, and above the great lake is the moon, and the moon rises high, illuminating the dreams he has woven.

"Isn't this pretty?" Alessio returned to his human form in the dream, and stepped in the stream without hesitation. The water in the stream was warm, not cool, probably because Brendan only drank from the basin. Because of the warm water.

"Yeah!" Brendan happily responded, kicking and walking in the stream.

They soon came to the edge of the dream.

"There are other dreams outside. When you are more familiar with dreams, you can go and see them in other dreams." Alessio pointed him to the dreams floating outside the border, "Some of these dreams are good dreams, some are nightmares, and some are dreaming now. Yes, some were made a long time ago... Dreams are interesting things."

Brendan listened intently, and suddenly, he noticed someone he was familiar with in a dream floating in front of him.

——It’s that saint.

Of course Alessio saw it too, and he frowned slightly.

"I'll go and have a look, I'll be back soon, you stay here."

He was very concerned about everything about neuropathy, and he was curious about the content of that psychopathic dream, so he jumped out of this dream and fell into that dream precisely.

As soon as he stood firm, he raised his eyes and saw the saint walking along the corridor with several hunters from the temple.Different from the neurosis he was familiar with, the eyes of the saint at this time were full of gloom.

Arecio looked out again, the flowers and trees were scattered, and the red walls were hidden, like the oriental gardens he saw in some books.At first Alessio thought it was a dream of a certain tribe in the east, but in this dream there was a psychopath who was dressed up thousands of years ago.

This is actually a dream about thousands of years ago!

The dream is just an image, so Arecio obeyed his curiosity, followed in the footsteps of these people, and even walked relaxedly beside the psychopath in the dream.He turned his head and looked at the neuropathy walking beside him. He hadn't seen much neuropathy in this period, and it seemed to be something that happened when the neuropathy was in the eastern branch.

Not necessarily, the dream, after all, is mostly chaotic.

The line of hunters from the temple walked into the palace, and Aresio saw the emperor sitting on the throne with his eyes downcast.

--I? !

"I heard that His Majesty is planning to commit suicide?" He heard the voice of the saint, without any emotion, even with some sarcasm.

The emperor on the throne trembled slightly, he raised his eyes, but flinched suddenly, the point of a spear hit his brow, and bloodstains snaked down.

The saint smiled coldly.

"It seems that His Majesty is not ready to die, otherwise why would he back down?"

The hunters also laughed.

"Your Majesty, the life of the entire city is in your hands, please make the right choice."

The emperor's face was pale, and he watched them leave dejectedly.

is a threat.

He raised his hand and touched the blood on his forehead.The blood lingered on his fingertips. It was originally silent and beautiful, but at a certain moment, it twisted like a living thing.

【The life of the whole city is in your hands. 】

The emperor looked at the living blood and trembled, but not because of fear.

[Please also make the right choice. 】

The hunter of the temple, under the watchful eyes of everyone, sent him something that could reverse his fate.

The emperor didn't hesitate anymore, and swallowed the zombie's blood in one gulp.