In the empty solidified dream, a one-story circular building floats alone in the void. It is precisely because of the existence of the building that this void is divided into upper and lower, and the plane that should exist on the surface. In addition, there are dots of light scattered in all directions, up and down, left and right, and the layout here is as if you are under the starry sky.

A monster resembling a horse, with magma flowing from its body, reddish-brown and reddish-brown. He stepped on the flames and burst into this dream. On its back, there was also a bewitching woman sitting on her side, with not much fabric on her body to hide her plump and beautiful figure. A pair of bat-like wings on its back and a pair of horns on its head.

These are nightmare beasts and dream demons, demonic creatures that can transcend the boundaries of the abyss and the maze and walk in one dream after another. Now they've stumbled into it by accident. They don't feel much about the scene of the dream. What really amazes them is that everything here is full of power, or it is simply built by power. For them, it's a delicious feast.

But they are in no hurry to enjoy it all. There is no one here, that is, there is no dream master, so it is naturally not like ordinary dreams, where strange stories are staged. And those who can produce solidified dreams, in addition to coincidence and talent, are those magicians who have mastered mysterious powers.

And the scene in front of me does not have the kind of background object that only contains a little power and can be preserved forever in the dream world. As far as the eye could see, aside from the starry backdrop, there was only one floor, a circular building, built with the specifications of a magic tower.

In the true gaze of the two dream demons, the circular building was covered with dense lines and runes, and the mana power flowed into it, oozing mysterious power that they could not recognize.

The dreams created by the mages of the lost land are not nothing, but they are very rare. And every encounter is both an opportunity and a crisis. The power of purification is undoubtedly the greatest reward, but the question is how many traps are hidden here? What kind of capabilities do you have?

A person who only knows how to build a dream, but does not know how to protect himself, is a rare once-in-a-century superlative. If you really encounter it, with a little means, you can turn this superb magician into a cow, with an endless stream of nutritious milk. If there are some tricky traps, it is not unacceptable to seize power of this place all at once.

But the premise of all this is to observe this dream first and see what is in it.

The Nightmare Beast carried the Dream Demon around the only building, and was amazed by what it saw. Densely spread on the bricks of the building, every line, every rune, even though independent, seems to be a part of the whole. Although there is some kind of incomprehensible rule implied, it does not prevent them from feeling the beauty in it.

But after going around the circle, there are no doors or windows on this building, which means that there is something more worthy of protection inside. The layout is special, but it doesn't go beyond the general human mind. In fact, it is precisely for this reason that most human beings cannot win against this group of demons who feed on dreams and walk in dreams.

Outside the building, how threatening can that incomprehensible magic pattern be? This seems to be the only thing in this dream world that worries Nightmare Beasts and Dream Demons.

The Dream Demon riding on his back stroked the part of the Nightmare Beast's neck and whispered, "Do you want to try to attack and see how the defenses are here?" Or do you want to find some other nightmares and figure out the magic that has been laid out here before you take it down? ”

With a snort, the Nightmare Beast turned its head, looked at the Dream Demon on its back, and said, "Let's take a look first, and get to the bottom of it." Wouldn't it be a shame to call for someone else to come and get a piece of the pie all at once. ”

"So, where to start?"

"It all looks the same, you can pick a random place."

"Then let's go five steps further. There's a sparse place where the magic pattern is sparse, maybe it's a weak point. ”

When the Nightmare Beast heard this, it stamped a few steps forward, facing the weak spot that the Dream Demon had spoken of. The front hooves slashed a few times, hissed, and spat out a colorful breath from his mouth. It seems to be dreamlike and beautiful, but it has a power that others can't imagine.

At the moment when the multicolored breath touched the wall, pale cyan power aura emerged from the wall along the carved passage and magic array, resisting the nightmare breath that was incomparably powerful in the dream. The brick wall that should have melted away in response to the sound is only powerless to resist at the moment.

The barely maintained form, although there was a weak layer of aura, isolated from the colorful breath, was a crumbling appearance. It's no surprise when it disappears completely.

The Dream Demon excitedly wrapped his arms around the horse's neck, and the Nightmare Beast sprayed harder. It's just that in a place where a demon and a beast didn't notice, the scattered points of light disguised as a starry sky are brightening and disappearing, flickering with a special frequency. And the aura that should have been just a place to resist the breath now spreads throughout the building.

The first breath was interrupted, and the Nightmare Beast was still in awe of the tenacity of the building. At the instigation of the Dream Demon, it took a deep breath and gathered the energy in its belly, preparing for a second blow. But the moment before he spit it out, the starry sky suddenly flashed, and countless white beams of light passed through a demon and a beast, and then disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

For the magic depicted on the first layer, Lin once said that there is only light magic, which is true and incorrect. Because the first floor is completely closed, there are no staircase passages, nor any doors or windows, so there is no way to know the condition of the interior. In fact, when the operation was first made, there was still a magic array inside, and that was the beam passage trap set on the first floor of the Great Sage Tower in reality.

However, the magic circle depicted at that time was not complete, only the walls and floors. The ceiling was capped, so I didn't have time to work. In addition, this magic array must have an emitting point and an acceptance point in order to complete a laser beam that can be used for cutting, plus it is set up in a closed floor, so Lin thinks that it is an invalid setting.

But that's not the case. Combined with the star map deployed by the Bright Light Technique, the magic array depicted inside the floor still produced a different effect. It's just that this effect doesn't have a programmatic trigger mechanism. The death of the Nightmare Beast and the Dream Demon is not so much the self-protection mechanism of this dream world, prompting the half-finished magic tower to launch a counterattack.

I watched the two demons lying on the ground with holes all over their bodies, constantly oozing a strangely colored and fishy liquid, which should be the blood of the demons, but not red. Out of the void, a fat man and a short figure stepped out in front of the two corpses.

"What are you thinking?" The fat one is asking.

"How did the cock get in." The short man replied very seriously.

He looked equally earnestly at the tattered but supposed delicate flesh and the horse-like appearance of the Nightmare Beast. The fat one thought for a moment before he held back a sentence and said, "...... When I was in middle school, was I so dirty? ”

"Do you really think that you were born in the country, what kind of good bird you are?"

"I'm so right, there's no way to refute it." The fat one looked helpless, sighed, and then said, "Then how do you clean up the aftermath?" As far as the situation at hand is concerned. ”

The short man didn't say a word, and according to the custom of the previous Great War, he dismembered the two dead demons in front of him, and then used shaping techniques to turn bricks one by one. The short one, the fat one, didn't fall, and they also moved their hands neatly.

And the number of bricks formed by the last demon beast, although much more than the number of bricks they had turned into after their own deaths, was not at all like the amount that a complete soul should have left behind after being killed in the dream world.

"What is this for?" The fat one moved his hands while thinking about possible answers. The shorter one said directly, "If it weren't for the blood that had been lost with power after death; That is, they did not usher in real death, but were resurrected in the same place with blood in place, as we did before. ”

"Well, indeed." Although the fat one agreed, there were two possibilities, and no one set the tone on either one, so that passage was nonsense. However, he didn't continue to dwell on this, but said, "That's all smelted them into bricks, what should we do next?" ”

"According to the original version, the original idea continues to be built, how about it?"

The fat one seemed to be tempting, saying, "Didn't you think about helping the original yourself, change the design of the second floor?" ”

"Change? How to change? The original version still treats the two of us as if he had imagined it himself. I'm not interested in wasting my efforts. ”

"Well, that's a good point." The fat one was further tempted and said, "Didn't think about the idea of replacing the original?" You can do whatever you want. ”

"Hmph, I'm not interested in taking over the life that someone else has messed up."

"Well, what kind of screw is that. People have big breasts, there are two flat little Lori, you are a little virgin, don't you envy when you see it? ”

"Don't keep talking about me, you don't think so?" The short man pushed his glasses and looked at the fat man in front of him. It's just that no matter how sharp the eyes are, when they meet that grinning face, they can be regarded as a white gift.

As soon as his thoughts turned, the short man figured out what was going on, snorted, and said with a sneer, "Yes." Even if you talk to a fat house, how beautiful the outside world is and how bright the sun is, it is no different from playing the piano to a cow. ”

"No, no, no, please don't think so, Form 2. It's not that I'm scared of the outside world, I'm just too lazy to go out. No matter how beautiful the world is, it has nothing to do with me; No matter how bright the sun is, it is very dazzling. I'd rather put my limited life on the things I cherish, rather than waste them on the false communication between people. ”

"Excuses, everything is excuses. I feel sick to think that when I grow up, I'll be like you. ”

After a few laughs, the fat one said, "When you learn, the world will continue to run without you or me." Instead of when the world revolves around me, I really want to see what that expression looks like. ”