The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The old black dragon looked at Dorai, the light in his eyes brightening a little, still unsure if the person in front of him was Dorai.

He tentatively asked, "What's with the idealism and materialism? I can't understand it. Just tell me, what should I do?"

Dorai glanced around and said, "This world was created from your memories. All the layouts are based on your memories. Looking at the current level of realism, it shows how deeply you're impressed by this place. Try to think, are there any places here you haven't been to, any creatures you haven't seen?"

The old black dragon didn't know if Dorai was real or fake. Hearing this, he immediately remembered.

His memory wasn't omnipotent, and there were many places he hadn't been to. He immediately became vigilant and said, "If you're a nightmare, you've obtained the locations of those places. If you attack Black Dragon Valley in the future, wouldn't I be a sinner of Black Dragon Valley?"

Dorai's mouth twitched. Wasn't this old black dragon giving up? Why is he so righteous now?

He sighed in relief and then explained, "That's not what I meant. I mean, for the places you haven't been to, imagine them all as toilets, filled with stench and maggots everywhere, then just take a look."

The old black dragon was stunned. "That works?"

Dorai nodded, acting like a wise old man, "Why not? Now, imagine what the elders look like when they're usually lazy, how lazy they are. Imagine them as lazy as possible, and then we'll act."

At this moment, the old black dragon believed Dorai a little, because these were all feasible methods.

He was about to act when he suddenly remembered, "Since you're so familiar with dreams, can your ability take me out?"

Dorai still wanted to know where those locations were. Hearing this question, his mouth immediately twitched.

He glanced around, stomped his foot on the ground, and then slowly said, "I can go out myself, but I can't take you out. You are the cornerstone of this world. If you leave, this world will collapse, and the world will have no meaning. If you want to get out, you can only rely on your own will, but I can come and go freely."

Dorai really could come and go freely, but taking someone with him was impossible, because the old black dragon was the center of this world. The Nightmare Ancestor would never let Dorai take the old black dragon away. Perhaps he had already been noticed by the nightmare after chatting for so long.

However, there were rules to dreaming. If the old black dragon didn't pay attention to these details, even if the nightmare discovered it, it wouldn't take any action, because all the will was on the old black dragon, he just didn't feel it himself.

If the old black dragon was feeling guilty at this moment, the nightmare could immediately urge those elders to bind him up and beat him up.

But killing him was unlikely, because killing the old black dragon was not his goal. His goal was to control the old black dragon.

However, the old black dragon's mind was now full of toilets, and it was estimated that the nightmare could not detect the old black dragon's emotional changes.

Dorai said to the old black dragon at this time, "You wander around here first, don't lose yourself too much. I'll come back in a few days. Also, remember, you are the true will of this world. The old monster Nightmare is at most just using you. When he really wants to kill you, that's the ultimate horror. But he won't kill you, he'll only imprison you. You must maintain yourself, confirm your self-awareness, so that you will never be caught by him."

The old black dragon was a little angry, "Even if I can maintain myself, what can I do? Be trapped here for the rest of my life? I've been here for almost a month, like this every day. Am I going to stay like this for the rest of my life? I have more than eight hundred years to live, am I going to stay here for more than eight hundred years?"

Dorai looked at the old black dragon, his young dragon face filled with depth and solemnity, "If you continue like this, giving up on yourself, and your spirit slowly weakens, even if I come again, I won't be able to save you. Take care of yourself."

Dorai twisted his small dragon body and then ran outside. He followed the will of this little dragon and ran to the outermost edge of the river, leaving the little dragon's body, his will quietly flying into the sky, coming to the edge of the world, tearing a crack, and was about to leave.

The closer he got to the center of the world, the more real the world became, the stronger the dream rules became, and the harder it was for Dorai to leave. As long as he left the old black dragon, it was very easy for him to leave.

Just as Dorai was about to leave, a huge figure flew over, covering the sky and the earth, while flying, he gloomily transmitted his voice.

"Dorai, why do you have to oppose me?"

Dorai's figure slowly stopped. He turned around and glanced behind him. It was an old black dragon with a blurry figure, but the old black dragon's aura was very terrifying. It could be said that it was the most terrifying creature he had ever seen, without exception.

But if you really looked closely, you would find that this aura was fake. As long as Dorai didn't think it was real, it would never hurt him.

Then the question came, if this old black dragon attacked and Dorai ignored him, and if the power of the nightmare was mixed in, would Dorai think he was real or fake?

Dorai became vigilant, he looked at the old black dragon in front of him, his eyes deepening.

"The ninth level of the nightmare, I've already guessed what it is!"

The old black dragon was stunned, and then began to quibble, "I don't even know myself, what do you know? Just believe what others say? Then what am I still cultivating for?"

Dorai chuckled, "The cultivation process of a nightmare is illusory, but when it is enhanced to a certain extent, it is like mental power interfering with reality. Therefore, I have always speculated that the ninth level of the Nightmare Meditation Method is to merge into reality. The biggest and most intuitive manifestation is to create the creatures you imagine through imagination. In this way, as long as your mental power is sufficient, you can imagine a group of level nine creatures, wreaking havoc on the continent."

"Or there is another way, you can put all the intelligent creatures to sleep, turning them all into your nourishment. You create a dream world for everyone's mental power to live on."

"No matter which one it is, it is not acceptable to normal creatures. What's the difference between being invaded by you and dying? Even if you're dreaming, what's the point of never waking up and sleeping in a dream for the rest of your life?"

The black dragon transformed by the Nightmare Ancestor had a very deep look on his face. Dorai guessed completely correctly, but there were slight differences.

He was planning to invade reality with dreams, creating a dream reality world, but he didn't intend to let everyone enter the dream and live in the dream for the rest of their lives. That was not realistic. The real body would starve to death, and the mental power would lose its sustenance. This was not in line with the long-term concept. He was planning to let these people live in reality during the day and live in dreams at night, working for him during the day and working for him at night, so that he could harvest two shares of the power of faith. By then, he would be the God of Dreams.

He shook his head. Recently, because of absorbing the power of faith, too many distracting thoughts had appeared in his mind, it was too chaotic.

He forcibly woke up a little, and then said fiercely, "Dorai, don't meddle in things. We can still get along peacefully. If you cause me trouble again, believe me, I will definitely kill you."