1:160 Sinking in a Nightmare (Part II) -

Man is always swallowed up by the abyss of his own creation.

Arthur subconsciously looked at the sentence carved on the reef in front of the cave, which seemed to be a warning slogan, which had become illegible due to the weathering and erosion of the sea breeze and tide for a long time.

"It's almost there, isn't it? No one is crying and running away. Evil Star sneered.

"When you encounter a nightmare, you can't escape it at first. Arthur said, "It will first force its way into your consciousness with the magic of 'falling into a dream'. "Then create all sorts of illusions in your consciousness that frighten you the most. Greenway said.

"Fear?" Arthur shook his head, "No. It's not just fear. The scariest thing about nightmares is that they allow you to see your sins. "I've never heard of it. Greenway said.

"Haven't you been in?" "Of course not. I've been here many times doing ambulance work, but if you want me to go in? I'm not interested in the title of Knight of Gaia, and I don't want to see that disgusting creature at all. "Wise. "The evil star on the side.

"Ahem. Arthur coughed dryly, "The knights of the Northern Heavenly Knights are clean and self-loving, and they haven't committed any terrible crimes, so they shouldn't have encountered them." The [Fear] and [Evil Barrier] that appear in nightmares vary from person to person, and some people should not be able to see [Evil Barrier]. "Is there a difference?" Seeing [fear of elephants], if one has enough courage, one can overcome it. But the one who sees the obstacles, the sins of his past, will be consumed by guilt and guilt. It takes not courage but something else to overcome one's own obstacles. "Damn, don't sell me, tell me!" said the Evil Star angrily.

"I'm sorry, that's not possible. This needs to be experienced to be experienced, and [that thing] is needed that cannot be expressed in words. Arthur sneered, "If you want to know, it's easy, you can also go into the cave and have nightmares, and you can feel it for yourself." "It's not that easy to lure me into fishing!" said Shasty disapprehantly, "Well, I'll wait for those little ghosts to come out and ask them." "If any of them can overcome [the obstacle]. Greenwiel sneered.

Arthur shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking. He was still a little worried about Bediville. What happened to Papalov could turn into an insurmountable obstacle that would eventually ruin the child.

What is needed in order to overcome the obstacles is the determination of a person to face the darkness of his past and to overcome it.

What is needed is to be able to overcome one's sins with determination, [faith].

For a person, the sins of the past are the most difficult to overcome. But if he can get over that hurdle - he can really grow.

A person's heart must at least be so strong that he can be at least qualified to be promoted to a Gaian knight.

Pantoraken's knightly qualification trials have always been so harsh.

The werewolf boy sneered.

Another white bear-man boy, about a year or two older than his brother, is now trapped in a pit that his brother had prepared to get out of.

It's not once or twice that the younger brother has cheated on his brother, but this time, it almost killed his brother.

"Beibei, is it Beibei? Don't play anymore, please let me out! It's getting dark, and if you don't go back, your mother will be worried." The white bear boy shouted.

Bedivier did not respond. Of course there will be no response. Wouldn't responding be tantamount to admitting that it was his prank?

Unbeknownst to the werewolf boy, his brother broke his leg when he fell into the pit, and his bones are still exposed and bleeding. No matter how good the white bear's regeneration ability is, the sharp bone fragments still make the legs peel and flesh, and they have not been able to regenerate smoothly.

The werewolf boy didn't know that when his brother was discovered by the adults, it was already the next morning. The whole village went out to find a child who was trapped in the wilderness for a full night.

All he knew was that when Zaijian arrived at his brother, he was already lying weakly on the hospital bed, dying. The White Bear's tenacious vitality saved Papalov from death, but he still lay down for a full week.

"I know you did it. Mom's tone was reproachful, but more sad, "Beibei, weishenme, you have to do this, weishenme, you can't be nice to your brother? You have the love of your father and mother, but he has nothing." weishenme, can't you give him a little bit of this love?" Bediwell, who was just a child, could not understand.

He only remembered that his parents doted on his brother far more than he doted on himself.

He only remembered being beaten by his father for all kinds of trivial things, but his father never beat his brother.

He only remembered that this incident made him slap his father firmly, and there was still a burning pain on his face at this time.

At night, he couldn't sleep, and when he slipped out of his room to go to the bathroom, he heard their conversation through the crack in the door of his parents' room.

"What should I do now?" if Lord Ryu-chan can't sleep like this—" Mom's voice said.

"Don't worry, he'll get through it. The most haode doctor has been invited, and he can survive with the most haode medicine. Daddy's voice said.

"But, babe—" Mom's voice questioned.

"I've already taught him a good lesson, so that he won't dare to mess with Lord Dragon Priest in the future. If there is a next time for this ignorant boy, I will definitely break his hands and feet myself. Dad's voice said angrily.

The werewolf boy didn't say anything, he just quietly returned to the room.

He looked at his brother who was dying on the bed, but at this time, he had a terrible thought.

He climbed onto his brother's bed, coldly, and grabbed his brother's neck with both hands.

Papalov, the white bear man, had a painful expression on his already dying face. I couldn't breathe, and gradually began to suffocate.

Bediwell cried quietly, but her hands were squeezing harder and harder. His calm, murderous eyes stared at his brother's face distorted by pain in the dimly lit room.

"He was almost dead. If I die, I will disappear from my life forever, and I will no longer compete for the love that my parents gave me. The werewolf boy thought, "If you use more force, you can kill him." What I can do, I will do. "When he died, I would be able to live happily. However, as if protecting his brother, the White Bear Man embraced Bediwell tenderly with his arms.

"Don't cry, babe. It was tears that fell on my brother's face and woke up my brother who was in a coma. The elder brother immediately knew that he was being choked by his younger brother's little hands, and he was being strangled.

But he didn't hate his brother. He just, lovingly, hugged his brother who was about to kill him, trying to make him stop crying.

He couldn't speak, but he prayed sincerely.

If killing me will make you feel better, then kill me.

However, the younger brother Zuihou still let go of his hand. Papalov put his arms around his brother, who was trembling from crying, and he himself cried.

"I'm sorry. Also, xiexie. At that moment, the village burst into flames.

The elder brother stood in front of the attackers so that the younger brother could escape.

The younger brother fled without looking back.

In the next moment, a black immortal bird swept past the two of them.

His arms were burned, and the pain was intense for Bedeville. When he came back to his senses, his brother Papalov had been charred to protect him.

"I'm sorry, Babe. The brother's voice echoed around Bedeville, "Now I'm finally going to disappear." Are you happy at last?" "No!—Brother!!" The werewolf boy reached out to grab his brother, who was moving away.

However, his hands had been incinerated, and the muscles had peeled off from his arms, revealing the bones, which were then burned to ashes in the flames and scattered to the ground.

The elder brother, who seemed to be close at hand, had completely turned into ashes at this time, and dissipated in the wind with the residual temperature of the flames.

"Brother!!no!wait for me!!!" Bediville shouted, "Don't go!!I have a lot to say to you, I haven't done it well to you!!"I don't want my happiness!!I just want to trade it for your life - even if it's only for a moment - come back to life!" "I just want to tell you that I still love you!" No matter how much he shouted, all that awaited the werewolf boy was nothingness and darkness.

(My brother is indeed dead and will not come back.) (All of this is caused by me.) (It's all my fault.) Darkness, like thick ink, blackened Bedeville's body. From head to toe, inside and out. Then he began to sink deeper in the dark ocean.

(None of this makes sense anymore.) (My brother is dead and will never come back.) (On this shijie, I'm left alone.) (Rather than lingering like this, I would have disappeared into this boundless darkness.) (Give up thinking, stop breathing, and let the body and mind be consumed by darkness.) (If it doesn't exist anymore, maybe it'll be a happy one.) (I want to die.) Just as Bediwell was about to sink completely into the ocean of darkness, a glimmering hand grabbed him.

Bedivel was pulled out of the dark ocean again, and the owner of this glimmering hand was none other than Papalov, the White Bear Man.

"Brother?" Papalov, in the faint light, didn't say anything, just smiled at Bedeville and shook his head.

That hand was so warm, with the peculiar white bear's palm, a little wet.

This warm feeling is the same as the warm feeling of being held in my brother's arms at the beginning.

"Already, it doesn't matter, right?" "Even if I'm not there, you're not alone. In your shijie, there is already a myriad of light. These lights will shine throughout your life. Bediwell looked out. Behind my brother, there are familiar and unfamiliar faces. Each of them glowed with a faint light, as if to illuminate the path of Bediwell's progress, and these rays stretched into the infinite distance, until, endlessly, into the future.

Arthur, who was at the front of the crowd, extended his hand to Bedeville.

"Keep up. Arthur's voice rang out in the darkness, as if to banish the darkness and coldness.

Sensing Papalov push behind his back, the werewolf boy fell forward and subconsciously reached out to Arthur.

Beddivel came back to his senses and found himself still in the cave, clutching his necklace, the white stone of which was still glowing faintly.

It took him about a second to think about his reasons for being in this dark cave.

And then he understood. Everything he saw was just an illusion, an illusion created by the magic of nightmares.

The evil thing was still watching from a short distance, and had no intention of attacking or escaping.

No, it's not so much that it doesn't attack or flee, it's that it can't move at all. This kind of spiritual attack magic is probably very consuming of mental power and requires a high degree of concentration. It can't move in the process.

The other teenagers on the side fell to the ground and groaned, still tormented by the nightmares created by the nightmare. Now only Bediwell is awake.

"Tristan, wake up!" called Bedeville, slapping the fish-man boy in the face several times in an attempt to force him awake.

"Don't, don't come here, damn spider!" Tristan cried out dreamily.

Seeing that Tristan couldn't wake up no matter how much he shook and slapped, Bediwell went to check on Thorville's situation instead. The leopard man boy was hugging each other and muttering bitterly:

"Don't. It hurts. Please, let go of me, let go of me!!-" "Cheer up!Thorville, what you see isn't real!" Bediwell still tried to shake the Leopard Man boy awake.

"Don't, Daddy, don't look at me like that!" the child's dreams couldn't stop.

"It's not like I want to be a monster like this. The leopard boy cried.