Nightmares haven't really been born yet.

As a symbolic power extended by the mysterious Sandman, it requires specific factors to manifest in personified will.

It is a process of pursuing "freedom".

It symbolizes the nightmare breaking away from the dream and becoming an independent existence.

Because the nightmare itself is a part of the Sandman, no matter how powerful the Sandman is, he can't deal with himself on his own.

So in the endless time, every time the nightmare appears, the Sandman will choose his own warrior.

Mysterious beings need to rely on others to break the nightmare and reclassify it into the dream dimension.

This is a war with no end.

As long as the Sandman remains, it will never end.

This time, before Nightmare became independent, the Sandman had chosen his own warrior as before.

Zatana, a stage magician with mysterious blood flowing through her body and a caster of occult spells. Zatara.

And Merlin. Riley.

A man who has died.

After Merlin leaves, Zatana, who is forced to face the Nightmare on her own, makes a dangerous decision.

She used the ritual of the Dream Gate to transfer the power of nightmares to the lands of Asgard, trying to seal the nightmare of birth with the hands of the gods.

The first half of the program went well.

But something went wrong in the second half.

As Zatana prepares to cut the Dream Gate from her own dream world, she encounters a problem.

Nightmares haven't been born yet.

But its personified will has already been formed in advance.

Zatanna is trapped in the infinite nightmares of nightmares, experiencing one nightmare after another in the constant killing and resurrection.

The Nightmare wants to break her will and take over her body in order to take control of the small dream world that Zatana possesses.

It was the "safe house" that the Sandman had created for Zatana and Merlin with the Sands of Dreams.

Once there, Nightmare has a springboard to jump into an infinite number of real worlds.

All the dimensions that Zatana can go to will become a hunting ground for nightmares.

Of course, trapping Zatanna with infinite nightmares isn't just for that purpose.

The Nightmare has absorbed enough of the fears of life in Niflheim's manipulation of nightmares, and it will need time to use those fears to forge a body for itself to come.

Spirit...

Meat...

Only when the two become one, can the Nightmare truly get rid of the Sandman and become an independent and free individual.

The border forests of Niforheim have been completely pulled into a world of nightmares, the walls of reality and dreams have been broken, and the twisted monsters that can only appear in dreams are entrenched in this intertwined land.

It was the first legion created by the Nightmares, guarding the Nightmare Tree that sits on the side of Hades.

It's the "brood" that breeds nightmares.

It will be born from that tree that is filled with nightmares and fears.

The pale light shone through the dark forest, but instead of dispelling the darkness, it made it seem more gloomy and dangerous.

And the staggered halos of light in the sky are shining, sometimes like a blood-colored sun, sometimes like a cold winter day.

It's all things that don't make people feel good.

That's the nature of nightmares.

Evil spirits born in "evil".

"Huh!"

At the edge of this nightmare world, Loki wielded the spear in his hand, using the Eternal Spear as a staff.

In a wave of green light, a nightmare hound that pounced on him was decapitated.

The evil thing dissipated into black shards in mid-air, as if it had never existed.

"Bang"

The rune guards behind Loki formed a circle, their robes fluttering, and the power of the golden runes swayed in all directions, like a storm shining with golden light.

Under the manipulation of one of the hosts, in his roar, the golden flames formed a ring of fire and rolled out in all directions.

Any nightmare monster that comes into contact with the golden flames will be incinerated clean.

Under the bombardment of these Asgardian rune guards, trees the size of two football fields were burned to the ground.

"The source of the nightmare is there!"

Loki jumped onto a rock and looked out into the depths of the forest in the distance, where there was a beating red light, like a beating heart.

"Something terrible is in the making, and we must destroy it!"

"We don't have enough strength! Your Highness. ”

The rune guard presiding over the purification circle shouted to Loki:

"There are too many of these monsters, we must wait for reinforcements!"

"I have an idea."

Loki was silent for a moment, then he said to the rune guards behind him:

"You come and attract these monsters, and I can traverse this ghost through the shadows."

"But you lack the power to destroy evil, Your Highness!"

The old man shouted:

"We can't allow you to go on an adventure, you're not Thor, you..."

"Enough!"

A flash of irritation flashed in Loki's heart, and he raised the war spear in his hand, and in the flash of the streamer, a golden thunderbolt pierced out of Loki's hand, burning a roaring monster to ashes.

"Bell"

The golden Spear of Eternity lit up the rock, its pulsing light spreading out in all directions like a vibrating sound wave.

In the light of that light, a hint of determination flashed across Loki's face.

He said:

"My father gave me the right to use the Eternal Spear so that I could protect his country for him!"

"I may not be as brave as my brother, nor as strong as him, but with Gungnir in my hands, I'm just an unconceived demon..."

Loki has a fire burning inside of him.

He's fed up with the fact that every time he wants to do something, others compare him to Thor.

He didn't want to live as Thor's shadow anymore.

"I've made my decision!"

Loki held the Spear of Eternity, and with a blank face, he shouted to the rune guards behind him in an indifferent and unquestionable voice:

"In the name of Odin, I command you to do as I say!"

Rune Guards, you look at me, I look at you.

In the end, the old man at the head gritted his teeth and nodded.

A golden flame rose into the sky in the next moment.

Brilliant light scattered towards the ground like a feather of light falling from the sky.

It was a big scene, but it wasn't the best way to fight in the situation.

This is to lure the enemy!

The entire Nightmare Forest was drawn to the firelight, and the nightmare-born monsters roared and pounced on the guards from all directions, while Loki jumped into the shadows.

As a god of mischief, his ability to conceal himself is extremely strong.

He looked back in the direction of the light.

He knew very well that leaving those rune guards there to lure the enemy was to send them to their deaths...

If it were Thor, he would never have done that.

If it's his brother...

"Enough!"

Loki slapped himself hard to calm himself down.

Now is not the time to learn from Thor.

Armed with the Eternal Spear, he walked through the forest at breakneck speed, and in just a few minutes, Loki was on the border of Niforheim.

He and Thor ventured out of here into the Hellish dimension, where Thor was expelled by Odin.

The two brothers are really related to this ghost place.

"Hey, where is there a woman?"

Loki hides beneath the swaying branches of the Nightmare Tree, like hiding in the depths of the ocean, hiding from a predatory octopus.

He looked up and saw a woman in a black and white tuxedo, fishnet stockings, and high boots in front of the nightmare tree.

She was being bound by vines, as if she was going to be dragged into the Nightmare Tree.

It seems like it's going to be the nourishment of that damn tree of evil in the next moment.

That's supposed to be an earthling...

How did she end up here?

The question flashed through Loki's mind.

It was quickly thrown into the back of its mind.

Loki doesn't care who this woman is or what she's going to do.

The young prince stared at the indescribable dark red Nightmare Tree in front of him, and he could see a glow beating like a heart on the low trunk of the Nightmare Tree.

The dark red, like the mother's womb, is full of a strange sacredness in the evil.

Between the leaps of light, an emaciated human figure could be faintly seen.

Evil spirits are being personified!

As one of Asgard's strongest spellcasters, Loki knew what to do now when he saw this.

"Brother, look at it!"

Loki rose from his hiding place and raised the golden spear in his hand, and at the tip of Gungnir's spear, there was a humming golden lightning bolt.

"I can be a hero too, just like you..."

"I too can save the kingdom and surpass you..."

"I'm entitled to inherit all this..."

"Witness me!"

"Brother, witness me!"

"Boom"

At Loki's roar, the golden lightning turned into a leaping bolt that shot out from the tip of Gungnir's spear, striking the dark red light in the center of the Nightmare Tree in the instant of its shot.

The divine power belonging to Odin erupted violently, just like the roar of the god-king.

In the glow of golden sparks, the nightmare let out a terrible scream.

It was not yet fully conceived, and in the face of this golden thunder of positive energy and destructive power, it felt as if it had been thrown into the crucible of all things.

But seriously, Loki can't wield the power of the Eternal Spear to the worlds...

If you have to compare.

The ball of light he threw out in front of him was like the difference between a spark and a sun compared to the lightning that Odin smashed into Merlin at that time.

If Odin was here, this blow would have completely wiped out the Nightmare Tree.

Wiped the polluted forest from the face of the earth.

This golden streamer is not even as good as the thunder and lightning thrown by Thor...

But Loki can't be blamed, he's not really Asgardian, and it's hard for him to condense a true godhead.

What's more, it is true that not everyone can use a weapon of the level of Gungnir.

But Rao is so, and this blow also really hurts the nightmare.

The formed consciousness roared and gathered the power of the nightmare, and blasted towards Loki, who was attacking it, and Loki held a golden war spear, conjuring up more than a dozen vivid figures in the continuous flashes.

It's like the shape of Aikern.

But alas, this is just pure illusion.

"Smack"

Faced with the threat of being shattered, Nightmare draws all of her power to fend off Gungnir's bombardment, which gives the trapped Zatana a chance.

Miss Magician, whose face was pale, swung a dagger out of her hand, severing the vines that were entwining her, and then ran a few steps forward.

The tangled vines roared out of the Nightmare Tree like a viper, wrapped around Zatana's ankles, and smashed Miss Magician to the ground.

His knees were bloodied, and his pretty face was covered with several bloody marks.

But the young lady gritted her teeth and threw out the old seal in her palm.

The Dream Eater was summoned, and the spirits that swarmed like twisted swarms whizzed on the vines, hungry and devouring the nightmare's power.

The door to dreams is being weakened.

The spells were beating and dimming.

Zatanna screamed like a she-wolf, she had never used magic so rudely.

With the swing of the scattered blades of magical power, the vines around her were cut off.

Once again, she was free.

She ran towards the dream gate that was about to collapse.

She's going to escape back into her dream world before the Nightmare is born.

That Asgardian with a golden spear in his hand was too weak...

He can't use the power of the weapon in his hand at all, he can't stop the nightmare...

"Bang"

At the moment when Zatana rushed towards the door of the dream, the Nightmare Tree, which was constantly bombarded by the golden thunder, swayed and let out a roar.

Under Loki's horrified gaze, the roots of the Nightmare Tree tore through the earth and rose from the ground like a real treeman.

It roared and swung up flying vines that slammed into Loki like a hammer.

The vine split in the air, one into two, two into four, and in an instant it completely sealed all directions of Loki's dodge.

In the nightmare's shrill laughter, the vines mixed with ominous power smashed down on their heads.

If it's smashed this time...

"Boom"

Loki raised his head in despair and raised the Eternal Spear in his hand, and the thunder and lightning flying in the sky slammed into the terrifying tree, and the scene was grand.

It's a pity that the thunder and lightning he sang...

There is no soul.

It's just a façade.

In the face of an evil god about to be conceived, those thunderbolts can only make it feel pain, but they cannot kill it.

"Your world, all worlds!"

"It's mine!"

The shrill hiss of the Nightmare echoed in the haunted lands, and on the torso of the Nightmare Tree, the Nightmare's fingers had torn the light, and perhaps the next moment, it would appear on the land of Asgard.

"No!"

Loki's face contorted, and he frantically swung his spear in an attempt to stop it.

"It's not like that! No! ”

His Royal Highness roared, this was not the end he had imagined.

"Smack"

Right here and now.

A warm hand rested on Loki's shoulder, and that familiar, somewhat disgusting voice.

"My son..."

"Weapons, that's not how they are used!"

Odin's fingers were held on the Eternal Spear, and the thunder light that pulsed at the top of the legendary divine weapon expanded dozens of times at this moment, and the nightmare also screamed.

It manipulated the Nightmare Tree to turn around and run.

The God-King is coming...

Odin is coming!

Run!

Otherwise...

Die...

"You broke into my house, wounded my people, and terrorized my son..."

In the midst of the golden streams of light, God-King Odin raised the Spear of Eternity.

He pulled his body apart like an open warbow.

The flames were blazing, and just the power of Gangenir's throwing had already made Nightmare feel the oppression of ten deaths.

The world...

It's not the place to let it go.

"Chop!"

"Shoot me!"

"Boom"

The golden thunder overwhelmed everything with Odin's roar.

Radiance...

An endless glow enveloped everything.

Not even the screams of the nightmare could be heard.

The shattered voice of evil cannot be heard.

Wrapped in light, embarrassed, and covered in blood, Zatana closed her eyes in despair.

She thought about how her life would end.

But she didn't expect that she would die under the wrath of the God King, just like Merlin...

Is that an honor?

A smile tugged at the corner of the young lady's mouth, she was about to welcome death.

But just as she was about to be shattered by Gungnir, a hand suddenly poked out of the shattered dream door.

In the moment before the lightning was annihilated, Zatanna's whole person was dragged back into the other party's dream.

"Bang"

The young lady, who was still with her eyes closed, was pulled back into a not warm embrace.

Maybe it's hallucinations...

She smelled the familiar smell again.

"Silly girl..."

A voice sounded in her ears, as if it came from the other side.

And then...

It's a cold kiss.

He kissed her bloodied face.

Wake her up from her distraction.

"As soon as I came back, I saw that you were dying... That's not what we said before. ”

The voice echoed.

Another finger flicked on her nose, as if to punish her.

"You're really not good..."

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