Nightmare, the lord of the dream dimension.

Strictly speaking, the dream dimension cannot be called **** because it does not have the ability to receive souls.

But dreams are closely related to the soul, and nightmares need to rely on the negative emotions of intelligent creatures harvested in dreams, especially fear, as food for their growth.

So all along, Nightmare also belongs to the **** camp, and the **** lords get what they need.

This is what Oaks learned from Mephisto's Tucao.

The old guy had the expression on Shet's face, and the strong resentment was almost condensed into substance.

But Oaks obviously won't be fooled so easily by Mephisto's acting skills...

"This reason is too far-fetched. That's a nightmare. You are an ally of the same faction. You want to unite with me, an outsider, to kill him?"

Oaks listened to Mephisto shake out the old foundation of the nightmare, and shook his head while listening:

"Can be defeated, but not destroyed, as long as there are dreams and imaginations in the universe, he will exist forever...

This kind of survivability against the sky is the basis for Nightmare to be able to compete with you, the veteran **** lords.

Why do you think that I will have a way to deal with him? "

"Hehehe... Originally, of course I didn't think you would have this ability..."

Mephisto turned his head and glanced outside the ruins. At the moment he was talking to Oaks, there were already police cars piled up nearby, but all the policemen were wandering around like headless flies, and they couldn't see any of them in the ruins. Both of them.

This is the chaotic enchantment cast by Mephisto, and the consciousness of the police is disturbed. One person and one demon within the enchantment range are invisible to them.

"A little trick..."

Mephisto cocked the corners of his mouth proudly:

"When I was looking for the Dark God Book here before, a big event happened in the middle of this country...

It seems that a very high-ranking power has descended on the earth, isn't it? "

"Um?"

Oaks frowned:

"Central... It's true, it doesn't surprise me that you can perceive it."

"That power is extremely powerful... but another force that competes with it is even more... surprises me!"

"Another force..."

Oaks fell silent, thoughtful.

"You were there back then, weren't you? Hehehe... Avenger Druids showed up in Missouri and stopped the catastrophic expansion of alien plants!"

Mephisto took out a newspaper from the air, and raised it to Oaks:

"Look, your news media are always so dedicated, and there's news so soon."

"...I can't tell, you still like reading newspapers."

Oaks nodded slowly, without denying:

"You're surprised? Why?"

"Because of that power, I saw it for the first time in this world!"

Mephisto's eyes flashed a red light, and he looked at Oaks with burning eyes, and subconsciously licked the corner of his mouth:

"What a powerful and fascinating force, as if the world was helping you... how did you do it?"

"It's very impolite to inquire about the source of other people's power like this."

Oaks probably understood what Mephisto meant, and there was a strange look in his eyes.

To be honest, he was very interested in this "dream dimension" of nightmares.

Avalon's power is not enough, but if you add the power of the dream dimension, you will definitely be able to contact the thousands of Ego spirits before!

If the nightmare is to use the dream dimension to bring nightmares to intelligent creatures to create fear, then perhaps dreams can do more things.

From Mephisto's few words, Oaks has learned that this unprecedented feat of killing, or at least "expelling" a dimension lord, may be related to Gaia consciousness.

A dimension lord is undefeated in his own dimension.

But what if he is not in his own dimension, and is cut off from his own dimension?

This matter may be discussed with Supreme Master. After all, her old man is really experienced in dealing with dimensional invasion.

"I'm still too weak now, it's useless to say so much."

Oaks was silent for a moment, then shook his head:

"I have my own plan to promote my pocket space, and I believe you can see that in terms of life expectancy, it is not a big problem for me...

I've got time to take it slow, so Mr. Mephisto, don't keep tempting me. "

Oaks stood up, put away the rattan chair, sensed the positions of Johnny and Agatha, and shook his head:

"I still have something to do, so this time... I'll take you to meet an old acquaintance?"

"Um?"

Mephisto was stunned, this is the end? I haven't told you what to do yet...

"Wait, old acquaintance? Odin or Gu Yi?"

"You can see whatever you want."

"Joke! My uncle doesn't want to see any of them!"

Mephisto jumped up from his chair with a look of disbelief:

"Wait! Are you really not interested in the dream dimension at all? This is impossible! No one can refuse the position of a dimension lord!"

"I don't refuse, it's just that I want to build a dimension by myself."

Oakes took a deep look at the old demon and bent the corners of his mouth:

"Working with you Mephisto, I'm afraid I don't know how to die. If it wasn't for Odin and the Supreme Mage standing behind me, I'm afraid your body would have come and captured me...

I still have this self-knowledge, so I say..."

He snapped his fingers, and the rich starlight crashed down in Mephisto's disbelief, binding his soul imprint firmly:

"Let's go, I can't believe even a single word of the **** lord's words, so as not to be sold by you and count the money for you, I don't know how to die when I die."

"Hehehe...you are unexpectedly cautious, Druid!"

Mephisto, who was bound by the shackles of astral energy, turned gloomy, and then put on a smile:

"In fact, as long as you use the Dark God Book, you can easily..."

"boom!"

The sun beam slammed down, Mephisto's mouth opened in the sunlight technique, and he found that he couldn't say anything.

"Be quiet, I am very aware of the dangers of the dark sacred book..."

"Hehehe...but the solution to the problem is in there, you won't turn a blind eye..."

Oaks frowned. Mephisto was using his soul to transmit sound. Speaking of which, he was just a body simulated by a soul imprint.

"As for the two old acquaintances, I won't go there...I'll use my body to visit when I get a chance, Druid!

The last thing that spellcasters can't refuse is knowledge, and the knowledge in the Dark God Book is something that even I am ashamed of...

I'll put it with you for the time being, before I come to take it away, I can see as much as I can..."

Mephisto's figure gradually faded in the shackles of starlight, and finally disappeared, leaving only a remnant of soul fluctuations:

"You will take the initiative to find me to cooperate, I promise."

"..."

Oaks watched Mephisto's soul imprint disappear, raised his hand and waved away the shackles of sunlight and starlight, and pinched his eyebrows:

"Decisive enough... Are you afraid that I will bring this imprint of my soul to the two bosses, and they will make it by means?"

He stayed silent for a moment, and after a while he smiled coldly:

"Tempting me to read the Dark God Book? You think too much...

Dream dimension, I have a more secure method..."

...

Leaving the ruins, Oaks found Johnny and Agatha who were waiting in the distance.

Both of them are more normal now...

Johnny changed back to human form, while Agatha changed into the appearance of an ordinary middle-aged woman, who looked very shrewd at first glance.

"Lord Druid...Thank you for expelling Mephisto's soul mark for me."

Seeing Oaks, before Johnny spoke, Agatha bowed deeply to Oaks with a sincere expression:

"I've done so many wrong things over the years... It's really unforgivable!"

"??"

Oakes scratched his head strangely, looking at Johnny beside him:

"What's the matter?"

"The role of the Eye of Judgment, of course, the most fundamental reason is that you stripped off Mephisto's soul imprint, allowing her to restore her true self."

Johnny leaned on his Harley and shrugged:

"I understand her relatively well... After all, what she experienced was too cruel in my opinion, even at that time.

If I've experienced those, I'm afraid I'll do more than she does. "

"Mephisto's subtle influence is naturally the primary influence, but it is also a fact that you yourself will do anything to pursue knowledge and power."

Oaks sighed, there should be few witches on earth.

"Yes, Lord Druid..."

Agatha seemed to have come to a realization, her brows completely disappeared from her previous sullen anger, but her bright eyes made Oaks understand that her pursuit of knowledge would not be weakened.

"Also a wizard, Your Excellency Druid, your magical heritage is grand and mysterious, completely different from witches and black magic, but it's not the magic of those white magicians who call themselves upright gentlemen..."

Agatha has actually heard about Oaks for a long time, and understands that they are essentially a kind of people, so she is very interested in him:

"Druid priests were also called wizards or witches in ancient times, and in the records of the Witches..."

She was a little confused and asked tentatively:

"The spells of the Druid priests should be more inclined to black magic?"

"That is a blasphemous heritage forced by war and deviated from the orthodox. The magic of nature and the stars is the orthodox heritage of the Druids."

Oxton paused ~lightnovelpub.net~ and asked:

"Agatha, even without Mephisto's soul imprint, you are still one of the strongest witches.

That mark has dissipated, what are your plans next? "

"I……"

Confusion flashed in Agatha's eyes, and then she became firm:

"The power of magic tells me that I should follow you."

Her eyes are getting brighter:

"I have a hunch that with you, I will have a huge harvest!"

"The intuition of a powerful spellcaster, interesting."

Oaks pondered for a moment, nodded, and waved his hand to open the transmission channel to the small rain forest:

"Come on then."

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