Just can no longer interfere with reality.

Although life is like death.

"But I have been watching. Through the dreams of all things in the world, I saw the confrontation between you and the ghost of the demon god. I saw your strange power awaken the consciousness of the dead demon god. I saw you kill the ghost of the demon god. Shadow, but let him die willingly, without any karma and resentment.”

"I saw even more - your magical power."

"have to say..."

"Really, is it interesting?"

As the demon god's words fell, the pitch-black shadow slowly blurred behind him.

Luo Wei's eyes froze, but the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

Because he feels it.

Indeed, as a 'God Slayer', I feel...

The breath of the God of Disobedience!

"Woven myths enclose ancient gods in so-called 'destinies'."

"Use the cognition of the human heart to change the nature of the gods in a weak state."

"Those who submit to fate disappear naturally, leaving no trace."

"Those who break free from fate can reappear in the world."

"...What a wonderful thing?"

The Demon God of Dreams admired softly, she was admiring Luo Wei, and she was also thinking about her current state.

A colorful dream appeared behind him.

In the real Qingce Mountain, a pitch-black mist spread out again, slowly covering the entire mountain range.

Everything dreams here.

Maybe it's the night, and I can't see it clearly, but it does bring enough influence.

Just exist.

It will cause changes in the world phenomenon.

This shouldn't be possible for the Demon God of Dreams, who exists in a completely different way from other demon gods.

At this moment, he should not be able to affect reality.

But now, the Demon God of Dreams has indeed done it.

Because he is no longer a mere shadow of a demon god.

Because he borrowed the fate written by Luo Wei...

Jump into the cage.

Then break free on your own.

He is already the god of disobedience—

One who does not obey fate.

"That's right... If this is not the case, there is no way to interfere with you in this world, and there is no way to take the initiative to accept us into your dream world!"

Luo Wei vibrated the knife lightly, moved the blade and groaned softly, not surprised but delighted:

"It's no wonder...

"From the very beginning."

"My blood has been burning since I was at Shimen!"

Chapter 44 Whose dream is this

Luo Wei understood at this moment.

It is easy to lose the true appearance of the ancient legends handed down. At least it is the first time Luo Wei has heard about the characteristics of the demon god of dreams that are completely reversed from ordinary demon gods.

However, at this very moment, facing the Demon God who displayed the power of the 'God of Disobedience', Luo Wei's slightly ignited blood surged even more violently.

The Demon God over there still chuckled.

...the strength of the God of Disobedience is where He relies.

It is He who is currently in an incomplete state, but still dares to show his own existence, and dares to use the power of dreams to awaken the remnant soul of the chilong suppressed by Morax with divine power, so that it will come out to make trouble when the pulse of the earth is turbulent, and lure the "God Slayer" 'The reason for coming.

Everything that happened before was actually planned by the Demon God of Dreams.

The purpose is to draw Luo Wei, the godslayer, into his 'dream'.

With his familiarity with the mind, and his previous observation of Luo Wei hidden in the mind, he can also be sure that Luo Wei will definitely come.

god slayer, god slayer,

He will definitely want to rendezvous with himself, the 'God of Disobedience'.

"A fool who dares to swing a knife at the gods with a mortal body, and a person who makes miracles."

"I would like to know--"

"The despair in your heart must be interesting, right?"

"I also want to know..." Luo Wei slowly raised the 'Li Hai Meng Duan' in his hand: "After the dream is peeled off, what can be seen!"

The invisible dragon chant spread like a flood again.

Broken dream space.

Among the fragments of mottled and free dreams.

A cold light rose, pointing directly at the figure of 'Gentle' and 'Lovely' holding high above the throne.

The corner of the Demon God's raised mouth brought a little joy and anticipation.

Godslayers and Gods of Disobedience are natural enemies.

This was preordained by the 'initiation' and 'reincarnation ceremony' of the Godslayer's birth.

——'Reincarnation Ritual' uses the energy of the disobedient god as a sacrifice to usurp its power.

——For the godslayer, for the 'reincarnation ritual', the disobedient god is the 'prey'.

In the eyes of the disobedient gods, fools who dare to swing their knives at the superior gods are also unforgivable criminals.

It is naturally difficult to be compatible with each other.

Of course, Luo Wei, who is in charge of the 'Reincarnation Ritual', can curb this hostility.

But...why bother?

Confronting the gods is a godslayer's longing.

Similarly, it is also something that Luo Wei is delighted with.

The mottled fragments are scattered like bubbles, and the encounter between natural enemies and natural enemies does not require too many words-the vibrating sleeves are lifted almost instantly, and the swaying Lihai Mengduan splits layers of light and shadow in an instant, and slams into the front .

"My child, why worry? You know this dream has just begun—"

The long blade cuts across accurately, but it seems that layers of flowing shadows are floating on the water surface, and the light and shadow are broken, but it is just the reflection of the real thing.

He missed it.

The moment the knife fell, he turned around at the same time.

Behind him, the Demon God of Dreams who was supposed to be in front of him was still sitting high on the throne, with a gentle smile on his gentle face.

Have you replaced yourself with the dream fragments?

Luo Wei stared, not surprised.

The Demon God of Dreams is not good at fighting.

He prefers to hide behind the curtain, manipulate the fate of others, and write tragedies that please him.

So of course he wouldn't fight Luo Wei.

Will not fight with its swordsmen.

What he prefers is to use other people's dreams as raw materials to weave cages one after another.

"Now." The fibrous hand that was raised again raised an invisible airflow, and the demon god on the throne slowly stood up, his eyes reflected the scenery of the outside world, and the fog of endless dreams covered Wuwangpo and light strategy The mountain, like a flood, submerged the ancient scattered village on the other side of the mountain opposite to Wuwangpo - Qingcezhuang.

There are elderly people who have settled down in Qingce Village.

After nightfall, the old people fell asleep earlier.

But tonight, the Demon God of Dreams wants to use their supposedly peaceful dreams to stir up waves here.

Dreams are gathering.

The light and shadow on all sides began to distort.

The residual consciousness of the demon god turned into a god of disobedience like a bubble and shattered shadow. Of course, it cannot compare with its heyday, but after automatically jumping into fate and breaking free again, it also gave the demon god of dreams a deeper understanding of the matter of "writing fate". comprehend.

...greater interest.

"My child, I will let you taste the real dream."

"I will make your consciousness lost and confused in endless dreams."

"And your body will become my brand-new throne—what a pleasure it is to write my destiny!"

The Demon God of Dreams tried to crush Luo Wei's consciousness with the dreams gathered at this moment from outsiders, and then seized his body and his identity as a 'God Slayer'.

For Him, this is the real delicacy.

In contrast, Mandrill, who was reunited after 2000, is interesting, but it can only be regarded as an appetizer.

Facing the dream space that was circulating again, Luo Wei only held the long knife in his hand tightly, stood still in place, and did not make another move.

Here, as long as the Dream Demon God doesn't want to fight, he actually has nothing to do.

Just like facing the 'elementalized' Chilong before.

Unable to fight with a knife.

But Luo Wei is not afraid of the current situation.

Because this time, completely different from before——

"Qing Ce... Where did Qing Ce come from? Where is Qing Ce Villa?" Luo Wei held the dream in his hand to leave the sea, and the clanging dragon chant never stopped. .

Wait, steam?

The demon god standing in front of the throne was startled suddenly, she raised her hand to caress her face, her hand was cold.

Here is a dream that belongs to him.

Where does the water vapor come from?

Where did it come from again...

"Did you feel it?" Luo Wei chuckled, "You should have heard—His roar and excitement."

he...

"The knife in your hand—that tailed Chichi?" At this moment, the Demon God of Dreams seemed to have finally realized something.

"Between the sea, people who go out to sea often see the water mist in front of them, and there are towering palace buildings looming, and there are immortals floating on it, coming and going. It's a vast expanse, and the fairy palace is nowhere to be seen."

Luo Wei responded calmly: "At this moment, you are just like the sailor at sea."

reality.

A dreamland as dark as mist covered the top of Wuwangpo and Qingce Mountain.

But at the edge of the drop, it was resisted by the invisible water mist.

Under the refraction of the moon shadow, the water mist reflected the shadow of Qing Ce Zhuang, so the dream covered it, and the demon god in the dream...believed it was true.

But that is undoubtedly false.

False shadows.

False 'dreams'.

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