I Am A Concept God! The Country Makes Me An Ancestor

"No, buddy, calm down! Do you want me to cheer you up again?"

Ye Ren said and wanted to draw the knife again. The little friend shuddered and returned to normal sanity from an imminent collapse in an instant.

At this time Xingzhi shook his head helplessly:

"The power of the Lord of Dreams is far beyond our imagination. I...I don't know what to do..."

Meanwhile in reality.

Colonel Lin Shuang frowned and stared closely at Xingwei in the wheelchair.

She noticed that Xingzhi's face suddenly became extremely pale in her dream, which was a kind of panic that she had never experienced before.

Lin Shuang's intuition told her that things were developing in an uncontrollable direction.

At this moment, at the last moment when Xingwei was stripped of her control over the dream by the Lord of Dreams, she opened her eyes with all her strength and said two words tremblingly:

"wake……"

Lin Shuang's pupils shrank, and she immediately realized Xingwei's intention. She quickly issued an order: "Wake everyone up!"

However, it was still a step slow.

No matter how the technicians tried, Xingzhi and Ye Ren seemed to be dead and could not wake up from their dreams.

"Is there an abnormal effect..." Lin Shuang was already starting to panic.

She took a deep breath, then quickly picked up the communicator and asked for a connection to the deviant [Prophet]:

"We need the Prophet's help, contact him immediately."

Through online contact, the voice of the abnormal prophet soon sounded in the communicator:

"Colonel Lin Shuang, I already have a rough idea of ​​the situation. Now I will look through my notes to make predictions. Please wait a moment."

Lin Shuang hummed silently.

The prophet's voice became deeper: "Tonight you asked the Dream Weaver to weave a dream for them, but the Dream Weaver suddenly lost the ability to control the dream, and then..."

Suddenly, the prophet's voice stopped abruptly, and a loud noise came from the communicator.

Lin Shuang asked hurriedly: "Prophet, are you still there? What happened?"

However, only silence responded to her.

Seconds later, she received the news that the prophet was in a coma, and his prophetic ability was backfired.

Lin Shuang put down the communicator, her hands trembling slightly.

At this moment, her heart was filled with regret, and she began to feel annoyed that her decision was simply based on a defense.

If Ye Ren makes any mistakes because of this, the consequences will be unacceptable!

She turned and looked out the window. The base seemed particularly quiet under the night.

After a brief period of calmness.

Lin Shuang picked up the phone again and dialed the superior's dedicated line.

A steady voice came from the other end of the phone, and Lin Shuang reported the situation quickly and accurately:

"Sir, X--11 and the rest of the lampbearer team encountered an unknown abnormal effect while performing a dream assessment. They are currently in a deep sleep. The prophet cannot explain the situation. I apply to call a higher-level abnormality for assistance."

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone, and then instructions from the superior came:

"Approved, we will dispatch the best deviants to assist you."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Shuang immediately took action. She contacted the emergency center of the lamp bearer and asked for the dispatch of abnormal people [Key of Truth], [Encyclopedia], and [Ascetic].

Under the efficient operation of the state machine, a top team of lampbearers was quickly formed. Their goal was to find out the reason why Ye Ren was sleeping and find a way to wake them up.

In less than a few seconds, a detailed report about the Dream Lord appeared on Lin Shuang's computer.

[Dream Lord Noxtus]

Just looking at this line of words, Lin Shuang's mood fell to the bottom.

"We cannot compete with the existence of the Lord of Dreams." [Key of Truth]'s voice revealed a hint of helplessness, "Although we know what he has done, we can't find a way to wake up X-11."

[Encyclopedia] Looking through the information in his hand, he frowned: "As one of the lords of the abyss, we cannot overstep his status..."

[Ascetic] was silent and said nothing, his pupils dim and dull.

Lin Shuang was desperate.

In the dream world.

Panic and helplessness continue to spread in everyone's hearts like a plague.

Everyone has been searching for an exit along the road in front of them for a long time, but they have found nothing, because there is never an exit in the dream.

It's just that people don't want to sit still and struggle in vain.

Xingzhi's voice was trembling and weak at this time, and her eyes were filled with despair:

"There's nothing to be afraid of..."

because.

We.

Will stay here forever.

The surrounding lamp holders looked at each other in confusion, their eyes reflected the distorted scene of the abyss, and the fear in their hearts swallowed their will like a black hole.

The dream of despair made them breathless.

At the moment before his will collapsed, Ye Ren pulled out the bleeding blade and refreshed everyone's sanity.

But everyone who recovered from despair can only feel a deeper despair.

A dream that cannot be left.

More terrible than death.

"If according to what you said, the Lord of Dreams is one of the lords of the abyss, his projection cannot stay in the surface world for too long."

Jiang Sui said suddenly.

This brief sentence instantly brightened everyone's dim eyes.

yes!

The more powerful the abyss creature is, the shorter the time it can stay in the surface world!

Any lamp holder knows this!

In other words, it doesn’t take long for the Lord of Dreams to be forcibly recalled to the abyss, and everyone will be able to wake up by then?

However, Xingzhi shook his head bitterly.

Her voice was almost drowned by the roar of the abyss:

"But here... time in dreams is infinite."

"A minute in the real world may be an eternity to us..."

Hearing this, everyone's faces froze with joy.

Good guy.

What could be more despairing than giving hope and then shattering it with your own hands?

However, Ye Ren showed a distinctive calmness.

Because the picture he saw was different from that of others, the dream was faded in his eyes, and the distorted abyss of the dream was as crude as a stick figure.

At this moment, Ye Ren suddenly did something that no one expected.

He raised his head and looked at the black star:

"Old man Deng, don't force me to chop you, come out and talk."

Everyone: "(ΩДΩ)?!"

This scene of everyone's collapsed and despairing spirits was greatly cheered up.

Who in the family understands?

How dare he ask the abyss lord to do that?

Damn it!

What audacity!

The storm in the abyss of the dream seemed to pause for a moment during Ye Ren's words, and then, an invisible force gathered in front of everyone.

The Lord of Dreams sent down a projection from the black star.

The appearance of the Lord of Dreams is like the oldest secret in the abyss being revealed. His vague human form appears both illusory and real in the distorted dream.

How to describe it?

Full of an indescribable sense of contradiction!

Ye Ren stared at him, his eyes becoming increasingly violent:

"So what is your purpose? If it's just me, it has nothing to do with them, just send them out."