Nightmare Domination, Zhao Quantong.

Zhao Quantong's ability is related to dreams, he can freely travel through the latitude of dreams, as long as it is a living creature in a sleeping state, he can enter its dreams through the latitude of dreams.

At the same time, he also has the ability to control and transform dreams at will, and in the latitude of dreams, he can manipulate time, mass, space, and things at will, omnipotent, equivalent to gods.

The most important thing is that Zhao Quantong's ability is not simply to make up dreams and use nightmares to intimidate the host.

The various tortures he inflicted on the host in his dreams are a process of constantly traumatizing and destroying the host's mental will, and when this damage accumulates to a certain point, the host will collapse directly, and in reality it will also fall into brain death.

And no matter how powerful the existence is in reality, after entering the dream, it is no different from a baby who is vulnerable in front of Zhao Quantong, and he can't exert any strength in the dream, so he can only be slaughtered.

Only a C-level with a void field can resist this strange ability and not be affected, and below the C-level is a pig to be slaughtered for Zhao Quantong.

Even if it is C-level, if he is accidentally entered into a dream by Zhao Quantong, he will not be his opponent, but the spiritual power of C-level is more powerful and will not be killed so easily, but heavy damage is inevitable.

Therefore, Zhao Quantong's ability is very incomprehensible, as long as it is a creature, it is impossible not to sleep, and once he falls asleep, he will take advantage of it, and after experiencing various inhuman tortures in absurd and weird dreams, he will finally die painfully.

"Take care of my body, I don't want to come back like last time and see my body in some messy research room. ”

Zhao Quantong said in a deep voice.

Although he can freely enter and exit the dream latitude as he wants, he still has to rely on ** existence, otherwise for a long time, his consciousness will wear down and weaken, and eventually dissipate.

And only Zhao Quantong himself knows that the latitude of the dream realm is far from being as simple as outsiders imagine......

"With me, you can rest assured. The young man yawned, "But don't play too long, it's getting late today, and I'm waiting to go back to bed." ”

Zhao Quantong nodded, although this guy is not in shape, but he is still more relieved, otherwise he would not have found it at this stage when he was still very weak.

When using the dream ability, the body in reality is completely unconscious, and it is also his weakest moment, so he must be protected, otherwise an ordinary person can threaten his life.

"So, I'm leaving. Zhao Quantong said lightly.

The next moment, he closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side, as if he was dead.

When the young man saw this scene, he flicked his fingers lightly.

Phew.

The fresh boogers that had just been dug out fell so precisely into the middle of Zhao Quantong's lips.

Seeing that Zhao Quantong didn't react, he yawned loudly, got up and walked out.

He was ready to go back to sleep.

As for helping Zhao Quantong take care of his body?

What are you kidding, he is three hundred and twenty-two years old this year, and he belongs to the elderly among the elderly.

If you stay up late at such an age, it's easy to die suddenly.

......

In a small gray passage, Zhao Quantong, who turned into a black mist, shuttled and flew forward.

The entire passage was composed of countless violently tumbling gray mist, which changed shape every moment and turned into all kinds of grotesque and curious looks, but there was only one situation that would unify the situation, and that was when Zhao Quantong passed by.

As Zhao Quantong flew through, the gray mist along the way would turn into the shape of a human face, with no facial features, and the parts of the eyes and mouth were hollow, looking like a humble and simple mask.

But it is this kind of humble face that can make all kinds of strong emotional expressions, fear, sadness, grief, despair......

These faces, with all kinds of strong negative emotions, all opened their mouths, let out a silent wail at Zhao Quantong, and writhed violently from side to side, as if they wanted to break free from the restraints and pounced on Zhao Quantong fiercely, but they couldn't leave at all.

After Zhao Quantong leaves, it will quickly collapse and dissipate. Then a large number of new faces will appear in front of you, repeating the silent wails.

The number of these faces, densely packed with a large area, looks absurd and weird, just looking at it makes people's scalp tingle and chill down the spine.

Zhao Quantong directly ignored these strange faces of the gray mist, these strange faces were creatures in the latitude of the dream realm, which he called "ghost faces", the lowest kind of existence, not even self-awareness, only simple instincts.

The dream creature "Ghost Face" seems to be scary, but in fact it only has the ability to scare people, and can burrow into the dream of the creature, and use the simple ability of transformation to intimidate the host, so that the host can be afraid and suck, so as to grow stronger.

But this thing is very weak, and the dreams of people with more vigorous spirits cannot enter, and they can only enter the kind of people with weak spirits, such as the elderly, the sick, and office workers who often work overtime and cause serious lack of sleep.

When Zhao Quantong first awakened, his ability was only to this extent.

However, although he has grown strong enough to do whatever he wants in other people's dreams, Zhao Quantong is still very slow and careful when flying in the latitude of dreams.

There is far more than just a "ghost face" dream creature in the dream latitude, and he can't afford to mess with many powerful dream creatures, although that kind of dream creature is extremely rare and difficult to encounter, but after all, it's okay to be careful.

In addition, some spatial folds leading to unknown places often suddenly appear in the latitude of dreams, although Zhao Quantong has never entered any spatial folds, but he can also faintly feel the danger and horror in them, and has always been respectful of them.

These spatial folds appear and disappear irregularly, without any warning, and if you fly too fast, if the spatial folds suddenly appear, it is easy to plunge into them, and it is difficult to predict what will happen when the time comes.

Zhao Quantong had almost encountered this situation before, so he was very careful now.

"This is the location. ”

After reaching a certain direction, he stopped.

Then the black mist in the whole body condensed and contracted into a cone, and slammed into the gray mist below!

Suddenly, a large amount of gray mist was squeezed away, and Zhao Quantong got into it entirely.

In the gray fog, there is also a gray world.

But unlike the original passage, this gray world is dotted with one starlight after another, like stars in the sky.

Most of the "stars" are quietly staying in place, and the light is ordinary without any abnormalities, while a few "stars" are extremely bright, each shining with a different light.

These "stars" are the consciousness of one person after another, and the ordinary white "stars" without abnormal shapes indicate that the owner of consciousness is in the usual state of sleep and is not dreaming.

The "stars" that shimmer with various lights are those whose owners are experiencing different dreams, and different colors represent different dream contents.

For example, green and yellow represent happiness and are those warmer dreams.

Black represents fear and fear, and is generally a nightmare.

Pink, on the other hand, is something indescribable.

......

Zhao Quantong quickly sensed Li Xing's breath from the stars in the sky and found the star that belonged to Li Xing.

It was a star that glowed white, indistinguishable from the ordinary stars around it.

"Sure enough, it's a weak scum, although in reality it already has the strength to compete with the D-rank, but at this latitude, the consciousness is as weak as a fragile mortal. ”

Zhao Quantong sneered.

The strength of consciousness has never had anything to do with ability, and no matter how powerful the awakened person is, if he has not undergone special training, his consciousness intensity is not much different from that of ordinary people.

Although the consciousness power of the Awakened is huge, it is like a mass of loose sand, which can easily be crushed with a single blow, and has no effect.

The only exception is the C-level, because the C-level is not only restraining its own magnetic field fluctuations and condensing the void field, but also passively exercising the strength of consciousness.

However, although the C-level consciousness is strong, it is not Zhao Quantong's opponent in the dream world, and the two are like strong men with the same strong muscles, but the former only has empty muscles, while the latter is an experienced boxing champion.

"Dare to destroy my almost perfect physical body, and destroy my secret seed, so that my consciousness body will be severely damaged......"

The surface of the black mist incarnated by Zhao Quantong continued to tumble violently, showing strong fluctuations in his inner emotions.

An inexplicable aura emanated from his body, constantly spreading and infecting, quickly dyeing several surrounding stars black, flickering violently, and soon shattering one after another.

In the real world, in the hotel, the sleeping guests in several rooms suddenly convulsed, and then completely lost their breath.

Dream latitude.

"Next, taste the fear!"

In a crazy and wanton roar, the black mist that Zhao Quantong incarnated suddenly accelerated, and rushed headlong into the white star to which Li Xing belonged.

And after all the black mist poured into it, the star was still white, without any abnormal changes.

......

......

Strange rocks are craggy, and the waves are rolling.

High in the desolate and empty sky, a strangely shaped black bird flew by, hovering in the air, emitting a sharp cry that pierced the eardrums.

Seeing the black strange bird flying into the distance, Li Xing retracted his gaze and looked at the six-eyed python in his hand.

The terrifying python, which was more than thirty meters long and the thickness of a large water tank, was grasped by him with one hand, and no matter how violently it struggled, it could not make his arm shake a bit, and most of the hideous fangs in his mouth broke when he tried to bite him.

The hideous and terrifying black bone tail pierced deep into the python's body, and in the gurgling sound of withdrawal, the python was shriveling and shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the range of struggle was getting smaller and smaller.

It didn't take long for the giant python to be left with only a skeleton, and the shriveled python skin was quietly attached to the skeleton.

Li Xing let go of his hand, and the huge skeleton fell downward.

At this moment, a thick black mist suddenly appeared out of thin air, appeared on the ground, and quickly condensed and contracted, transforming into a human form.

At the same time, Zhao Quantong's low and cold voice sounded.

"I am ......"

The huge skeleton fell from a high place and smashed heavily on Zhao Quantong, who had just condensed into a human form.

Rumble!!

A bang!

Billowing smoke and dust spread out like turbid ocean waves.

Li Xing lowered his head and looked at the ground in front of him suspiciously.

At that moment, he seemed to hear someone talking.

But on the ground, there was nothing but the massive corpse.

"Delusion. Li Xing retracted his gaze and shook his head slightly.

He looked up into the distance, and the strange black bird that had just flown back again.

That's you.

Li Xing looked at the strange bird rushing over, said silently in his heart, and walked over.

......

Beneath the huge corpses.

Zhao Quantong's face turned pale, curled up and hugged his knees, hiding under the shriveled python skin, and his whole body trembled violently uncontrollably.

Listening to the heavy footsteps that kept ringing behind him, and feeling the violent tremors of the ground every time the footsteps sounded, his heart also beat violently.

Although the sound of huge footsteps was moving away, Zhao Quantong's face did not ease at all.

He looked at the desolate and dead lead-gray sky, feeling the breath of death, and his body trembled.

“...... How is that possible!"

"This breath...... It's ...... feeling."

Zhao Quantong stretched out his trembling hands and looked at his pale arms, his eyes full of disbelief and despair.

"It's a legendary ......"

Just when he thought of the forbidden term in the depths of his heart-

"Huh?" a slightly surprised voice suddenly sounded.

Zhao Quantong's heart twitched suddenly, and his whole body stiffened.

"Is there really anyone?"

The next moment, a huge shadow enveloped him.

(Resume the second shift tomorrow, and if you can't do it, you will eat)