As the fear factor continued to spread through the Goddess of the Night's body, she began to become more and more irritable and restless.

The abnormality in her body finally attracted the attention of the goddess of the night, and she tried to control her own power, trying to expel the fear factors that had long been melted into the blood.

But what distressed him was that these extremely adhesive fear factors had already been inextricably combined with her origin power, and if he really wanted to expel this fear factor from his body, it would be no different from killing himself.

In this way, under the long battle between the two energies, the body of the goddess of the night invisibly became a huge warm bed, intensifying the speed at which the fear factor spread wildly within her body.

Finally, one day, every cell in the goddess of the night's body was taken over by the power of these fear factors, and her entire mind was seriously affected by this power.

She began to become timid and cowardly.

She began to fear everything.

He wanted to tear open a rift and make himself travel through the plane and return to his own dimension.

But the cowardice in his heart made him hesitate and hesitate, he was afraid that the rift in the space that was torn open would engulf him.

He even began to fear the darkness, and any strange noise could make her feel so distracted, as if she had forgotten who she was, the creator of the laws of darkness.

She began to huddle in a dark corner and shiver, like the black phantom she had devoured.

In the end, the goddess of the night, who was forced to helpless, in order to keep her last trace of consciousness from being swallowed up by the other party, she could only choose to use a deep sleep to completely freeze her consciousness and inner fear, so as to help herself get a moment of respite.

What is unexpectedly is that this power of fear, which was conceived with the help of the supreme power of the goddess of the night, has become so powerful that it can be condensed.

He began to gallop through the dreams of the goddess of the night, spreading his fear within him.

The goddess of the night, who entered the dream realm, began to use the few remaining divine senses in her body, which had not been affected by the fear factor, to search for the source of this panic that made her embarrassed.

Soon, the consciousness of the goddess of the night and the condensed source of fear collided face to face.

Staring at the guy in front of him, who did not belong to his own power at all, the anger of the goddess of the night could not be suppressed at all, and it exploded directly.

She hated the power in front of her that pulled her into the endless abyss of fear.

"Give you a chance, leave my body at once. "The Goddess of the Night's divine consciousness issued an ultimatum to the other party.

However, after a long time, she got an answer that she was extremely dissatisfied with, "It's okay to leave, but that's after devouring you completely." ”

The voice was cold and determined, as if what had been described in his mouth had become a fact.

The Goddess of the Night's dignity was greatly challenged, and she began to use all the power available to her, forming an encirclement within her body, hoping to completely expel the source of all evil with a single blow.

However, her attack didn't even touch the opponent's body, and it was inexplicably disintegrated and disappeared.

"Since you've stepped into my nightmare, then just let me play with you more, hehehe... ”

The sound of the devil's chant seemed to turn into a deep spring water, and the body of the goddess of the night was being pulled down by thousands of ghost hands poking out of the deep spring.

The feeling of suffocation slowly struck, and her thoughts were all confused.

She saw all the dark and painful experiences she had experienced in her newborn years.

She saw all the pain and loneliness she endured before she became the goddess of the night.

The dusty memories that she had permanently sealed in the depths of her mind, and that had something to do with fear, were repeated in front of her eyes over and over again like a DVD player.

She began to cry and scream, her nerves pierced by the stinging of these images of the past.

At this moment, she finally understood a truth, that is, under the wrapping of nightmares, no matter who you are, even if you are a god, no matter how powerful you are, you will never be able to play with the master in the dream world.

Because at the beginning, you have already stepped into the trap of the other party, and in the world dominated by the other party, you have lost all the initiative and become a doll at the mercy of others.

The only thing you can do is to hope that this dream can last a little longer, because the continuation of the dream can at least prove that your mind is still running and your life is going on.

And when you wake up, no one can guarantee that you are still alive in this world.

Eventually, the Goddess of the Night's consciousness was completely torn apart by her own nightmare, and along with her ontological consciousness, she fell into the abyss of fear, never to be awakened.

After gaining all the power of the Goddess of the Night, this source of fear emerged from the shell of the Goddess of the Night like a butterfly breaking through the cocoon.

The fear factor that really took shape has an extremely ugly grimace.

His whole body was filled with dark blue nightmare tentacles, like a ghost floating in the dark night, breathtaking.

These tentacles are undoubtedly the strongest manifestations of fear, and if they are accidentally touched, they may be brought into his endless dreams by the other party, and finally be directly swallowed by the ocean of fear.

He is the source of fear, the master of nightmares.

When he condensed and stepped into this world, he was already foreshadowing, "I, the source of chaos has come!"

In the darkness, the source of the calamity quietly looked at his surroundings, those countless dark night creatures that were still in mid-air as if forgotten by time, without saying a word.

And under this huge freeze-frame dark picture, the Night Stalker, still maintaining a familiar movement, appeared in this picture that should not have appeared.

Everything in front of him at this moment is highly similar to the image when the Goddess of Night devoured the Night Stalker before.

The only difference is that the Source of Chaos has taken the place of the Goddess of the Night.

It turned out that at the moment when the goddess of the night devoured the black phantom, the power of fear bred in the melanin phantom was already extremely powerful.

He was swallowed up by the black phantom and successfully entered the body of the goddess of the night.

With the help of the other party's powerful divine power, the power of fear has spread like a cancerous terror, and almost instantaneously, it has spread its fear factor to every cell in the body of the goddess of the night.

When the goddess of the night used the power of darkness to freeze the space, she had an illusion of being spied on, in fact, at that time, she had already stepped into the dream of the source of chaos, and then everything she did became the moon in the water, the flower in the dream.

The Source of Chaos took a deep breath of the Night Stalker's body, discovering that within his body was more of the fear factor that he desperately craved.

Only this time, he didn't rush to devour him, but with a single thought, he manipulated the countless nightmare tentacles on his body and burrowed directly into the Night Stalker's head.

There is nothing more painful for a nightmare maker than for the living to die alive in the nightmare of their own making.