The nightmare that emerges from the nightmare is an ordinary female high school student, who is not a trained dream builder.

Therefore, these nightmares are more fragile than imagined!

When the shotgun bullets roar, a large area of nightmares is shattered, turned into points of light and dissipated!

But...

There are just too many nightmares.

They seemed endless, densely covered with steps leading to the ground, constantly rushing towards Char.

Char can only retreat while forcing them back with a shotgun!

Just when Char was less than fifty meters away from the ground exit!

Bang!

The ridiculous shotgun in Char's hand shattered again and disappeared as a point of light.

What's even more serious is that Char's consciousness can rebuild a new shotgun in the realm of dreams, but it can't cross the boundary between dream and reality and manifest it in the real world.

"Not good! The power of the dream potion has faded! ”

Char immediately realized what the problem was.

It's been an hour since the dream potion was injected, and the effects of the drug are beginning to wear off.

Char has lost the ability to manifest her dreams into reality!

"What should I do?"

Char looked at the nightmare that was surging up like a tide, and her heart was extremely desperate!

He knew that when the effects of the dream potion wore off, these nightmares would disappear!

Perhaps, Char only needs to hold on for a few more minutes and escape!

But the nightmare has already arrived in front of him, surrounding Char, not to mention a few minutes, not even a few seconds!

"I... I did my best. ”

Char's heart was full of despair, as if his body had been emptied, leaning against the wall, closing his eyes, waiting for his death.

At this moment, Char's head suddenly stretched out a large hand and lifted him up suddenly, dodging the nightmare's fatal blow.

It turned out that above Char's head was a three-meter-diameter cement pipe that connected to the sewer system of Santa Maria College.

"Uh... It's really Char, I don't even recognize how you dress like this, but it suits you quite well. ”

Locke was wearing an oversized cleaner's uniform, and when he saw Char wearing women's clothes, his eyes were full of playfulness.

Emily stepped out from behind her father and said in surprise, "Daddy, isn't he the hunter you hired to protect me?" ”

"The hunter I hire... Sort of! ”

Locke shrugged his shoulders.

To be honest, Locke never thought that he would meet Char in this ghost place.

In the morning, after Locke was rejected by Char, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Char's words made sense.

Emily is infected with the nightmare virus, and finding a dream builder does not solve the problem at all, and it is best to send her to the hospital for a full examination.

As for Emily being in a rebellious period and refusing to agree?

Locke decides to find Emily first, whether it's trickery or violence, and he must take Emily to the hospital!

As soon as Locke arrived outside the gates of Santa Maria College in the afternoon, the campus was closed due to an emergency.

Locke was keenly aware that something unusual was happening at St. Mary's College.

Locke negotiated with the hospital, hoping to bring his daughter out, but after being sternly rejected by the hospital, he was even more firm in his thoughts.

Locke decides to take the plunge and infiltrate the school disguised as a janitor.

Locke's infiltration doesn't go well, and he is soon discovered, leaving him to burrow into the sewers and evade the robotic security.

It was midnight when Locke came to the bottom of the dormitory building from memory.

To Locke's surprise, he hears his daughter Emily's cries for help in the sewers.

Locke came to meet his frightened daughter, and learned from her mouth that Char was still behind, besieged by a group of terrifying monsters!

"It's a nightmare..."

Locke knew Nightmares existed, and he had seen a bloodied monster crawl out of the head of a man infected with the Nightmare Virus!

Locke had been mentally prepared, but when he saw the nightmare swarm like a tide behind Char, he was still startled!

Rumble!

Locke pulled out the large-caliber revolver at his waist, shattered the head of a nightmare with a single shot, and shouted at Char and Emily, "You two go first, I'll break it later!" ”

"Char, let's go! My dad will be able to stop these monsters. ”

Emily's adoring gaze fell on Locke.

Daughters always worship their fathers inexplicably.

Just looking at her father's burly body, Emily felt a little reassured.

First fall.

The first time I was bullied by a boy.

The first time I couldn't hand in my homework, I was punished by the teacher.

For the first time...

Growing up, Emily lost count of how many times she cried.

But Emily remembers that it was her father who protected herself again and again, helped her wipe away her tears, and told herself to be strong!

"Dad... Omnipotent! Daddy is the best man in the world! Daddy is Emily's superhero! ”

Emily's eyes were blurred, and she seemed to go back to her childhood, snuggling up in her father's strong arms, her eyes sparkling, and she looked at her father with adoration.

The overload of combat had drained Char of all his strength, and his stay would only distract Locke.

"Uncle, take care..."

Char gritted her teeth and, with Emily's help, walked towards the other end of the sewer.

Squeak squeak...

Endless nightmares chased after him, burrowed into the sewers, and appeared in front of Locke.

What awaits them is the dull sound of revolvers!

Bang bang bang ...

Locke knocks out the first few Nightmares and immediately dodges to the side to reload.

Locke couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead when he saw the nightmare's extremely terrifying appearance.

Nightmares aren't fast or powerful.

The most lethal thing about them is their hideous, terrifying, indescribable ugly appearance!

After all, Char is a psychic on the spiritual side, his spiritual power is much higher than that of ordinary people, plus he is a dream builder, so he can look directly at the nightmare!

Ordinary people just look directly at the nightmare and fall into insanity!

Locke is the leader of the Gang of Exiles and has seen many gruesome murder scenes. Even so, Locke's hands couldn't stop shaking, his palms were sweating, and it took a few tries to load the bullet into the magazine.

Laugh at...

With a sharp blade breaking through the air, a nightmare that looked like a praying mantis rushed up, and its arm was like a sharp scythe, slashing through Locke's chest!

Bang!

Locke fired a backhand shot that shattered a nightmare's head.

But his chest was also cut open by the scythe, and a deep wound appeared that could be seen to the bone, and blood gushed out like a spring, instantly staining his clothes a blood-red color!

Hiss...

A tough guy like Locke couldn't help but gasp.

"It seems... It's a little unstoppable! ”

Locke looked at the nightmare that the black pressure was like a tide, fear spread in his body, and his knees trembled uncontrollably.

Locke didn't understand why Char looked so thin and weak, and he could hold off the nightmare swarm alone for so long!

Bang bang...

Locke shot and retreated, struggling to the end of the sewer, where he was covered in bruises and bleeding!

At the end of the sewer is an iron gate that leads to the sewage treatment center.

The iron door was open, and Emily was outside, waving to Locke, anxiously shouting, "Daddy, hurry!" ”

Locke used all his strength to rush to the iron door, and instead of going in, he leaned against the wall, and in front of Char and Emily, his right hand, covered with blood, grabbed the handle, slammed the iron door shut, and inserted the door bolt!

"Daddy! What are you doing! ”

Emily banged the iron door, not understanding what her father was going to do.

"Emily... In Dad's life, he has done all the bad things, and he should have gone to hell a long time ago. However, even if it is death, I will protect you! Fight with your life to protect you! Emily... I'm sorry... I hope that in the next life, I can still be your father! Locke's hoarse voice came from behind the iron door.

Covered in blood, Locke leaned against the iron door, took a cigarette from his pocket, and put it on his chapped lips.

Syllable... Syllable...

Locke's hands trembled, and he tried several times before the lighter lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, his eyes were full of contempt, and he looked coldly at the approaching nightmare!

"Brutes, let's go to hell together!"

Locke struggled to stand up, kicked the gas pipe next to him open, a smile appeared on his face, and the burning lighter slowly fell to the ground!

Rumble!

The high concentration of natural gas was ignited, a violent explosion occurred, and the entire sewer was turned into a sea of fire!