He Ping had a dream, a very long dream, a dream that is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, in the dream, He Ping dreamed that his system quickly improved the level, and He Ping himself quickly improved his strength, and soon He Ping's strength was the same as those so-called gods, that is to say, He Ping himself became a god, but the dream did not end because of this, He Ping continued to become stronger, became stronger than the gods, became a more powerful existence, and no one was even stronger than him.

But at this moment, He Ping himself realized that he was dreaming, and then woke up, but after waking up, the reality was not the situation at the beginning of the dream, but back to before rebirth, back to the period when his family was in the middle of the road, and his efforts were not rewarded, and there was no system to help him, and he did not return to his youth, everything started with the drinking fragments that day, it seemed that he was an uncle who woke up from a hangover, everything has not changed, he still needs a difficult life, and the rest seems to be just a dream.

first became an omnipotent god, even in a dream, that feeling was deeply implanted in He Ping's mind, and then suddenly he was thrown into the abyss, making him understand how cruel reality is, everything is just a dream bubble, the gap between the two sides is so big, this is not something that people can bear at all, even if it is only a moment in a high position, there are countless people who can't resist the psychological gap and choose to kill themselves after falling down, not to mention that He Ping has suddenly become a mortal from a god.

The rift in the soul gradually widened, gradually replaced by emptiness, He Ping was also like the walking dead, feeling that the meaning of life had been lost, in this case, death is the only relief, and in He Ping's heart, there has always been a voice that is constantly inducing him and constantly reminding him. Death is eternal and unchanging, and only death is eternal liberation, and the word death is constantly repeated in his heart.

The voice in his heart became louder and louder, He Ping felt that he had no other thoughts except death, only death in his mind, and as death began to fill his mind, He Ping noticed that his consciousness was gradually blurring, and it seemed that there was no means of self-extermination at all, as long as he thought about death, death would come. Consciousness will dissipate, and it will be like a complete death.

If He Ping's consciousness is compared to a flame, at this time, this flame is weakening at a very fast speed, and it looks like it is about to be extinguished, but at this moment, with a brush, the flame that was already about to be extinguished suddenly rekindled, and re-expanded at an extremely fast speed, returning to its original state at a faster speed than just now. And at this time, He Ping had already opened his eyes.

In front of him, there is a ceiling with no features, if He Ping is not mistaken. This should be the ceiling of the hotel room in the small town where he stayed in the Faith Arena, and the surroundings are the same as he remembers, before he fell asleep. And his own state, there is no problem, chaotic spirit is full of power. The system tower is also safe and sound in the sea of consciousness, not the scene in the main world that he just saw.

He Ping touched his forehead, his forehead was full of sweat, recalling the scene just now, He Ping also had a palpitation, just now he didn't feel that it was in a dream, thinking it was reality, he really thought that the so-called system, the so-called rebirth, was just a dream, and thought that he was still in the situation before the initial rebirth, and the huge psychological gap almost made him kill himself, if he hadn't woken up just now, it is estimated that he would really never wake up.

A simple nightmare? Of course not! Although nightmares do happen from time to time, but to the extent that He Ping is at this level, how can he be scared to death by his own nightmares, even the last time he had a nightmare was a long time ago, and the reason why He Ping could have nightmares and almost be scared to death by nightmares, now He Ping can think of only one, nightmares! A spell with dreams as the main body, and in the Faith Arena, the camp that is best at this kind of spell is none other than the Oneiroi camp!

That's right, it's not a simple nightmare, it's a sneak attack from the enemy! He Ping even felt some residual divine power around, even if the nightmare technique does not need the caster to come closer, it can be carried out from a distance, but it also needs to send the divine power over to be able to interfere with the target's dream, if it is successful, it will not say much, but if it fails, this residual divine power will become a clue to track, and He Ping at this time, he has already judged the direction and approximate distance of the enemy according to the residual divine power.

At this time, it was late at night, for a small town that was not very developed, there were not many people outside at this time, so there was only a little light of the moon outside, but for He Ping, this was obviously not a problem, the stress reaction was activated, he transformed his eyes into a state of night vision, and then looked out of the window, on the roof of the building in the distance, a slender figure stood there, behind the figure, the blood moon of one of the three moons of the Faith Arena was like a hook, making the figure more and more weird.

At this time, He Ping found that the light of the blood moon was gradually shrinking, it turned out that there was a lunar eclipse today, no wonder the nightmare technique just now was so powerful, although He Ping didn't know much about this spell, but he at least knew that the nightmare technique was best used on a moonlit night, and the place where the blood moon could be seen was the best in the light of the moon, and the state of the moon was that the full moon was not as good as the waning moon, so it was best to cast the nightmare technique in a place where the blood-colored waning moon could be seen, and what was better than the blood-colored waning moon was the night of the eclipse of the blood moon.

On the night of the lunar eclipse of the blood moon, the strength of the Oneiroi camp is unknown, but at least he is a mage at the upper level of the philosopher, nightmare technique, He Ping, who is a little relaxed because he is in an ordinary people's settlement, these factors add up, and it is enough to make a master of He Ping's level fall into a nightmare and cannot extricate himself, and even almost cause his consciousness to dissipate because of his will to die, if it weren't for He Ping's absorption of elemental power before, which made the chaotic spiritual power improve and be very full, the result is not easy to say.

The lunar eclipse continued, and soon, the last bit of light of the blood moon completely disappeared, and the outside was completely plunged into darkness, and the figure He Ping saw just now was no longer there, the outside was still quiet, and the remaining divine power in the room had completely dissipated, as if nothing had happened just now. (To be continued.) )