"One Knife Stream, Flash!"

Bart's figure disappeared in an instant, came to the man, and slashed dozens of slashes one after another, but the result was still the same, and when he stopped, the man was still back to the same state.

Nightmare Fruit's abilities? Interesting.

A gleam flashed in Bart's eyes, this guy's ability doesn't seem to be so simple.

"Hehe, I said it, I'm the god of nightmares, and you have no chance of resisting me."

The man said wildly.

"Don't be a god, super middle two, don't you feel ashamed?"

Bart couldn't help but complain.

"Form two? Shame? ”

The man felt like his heart was going to break, his face was full of disbelief, was he such a person in the eyes of others?

"Hehe, no matter what, you can't escape from the palm of my hand today, tremble, ant."

After the man finished speaking, he waved his hands, and the figures of the three major admirals appeared in the air, including the pheasant, the red dog, and the acting ape.

"Hey, it seems a bit too much to beat me with this lineup."

Bart complained.

"Hehe, you're being wanted now, the Navy is arresting a wanted criminal, do you need a reason?"

The Dream Keeper scoffed.

"Then I should fight back."

Bart laughed, and then his mind moved, and several powerful figures appeared in the sky.

The Super Saiyan scum Roth, the leader of the beggar gang, and the principal of Futaba Kindergarten, Crayon Xiaoxin Yellow Ape, are all famous big names.

"The weakness of your fruit's ability is a bit obvious, huh? The world is made up of imagination, and it is natural to use imagination to crack it. ”

Bart said with a smile, although the ability to enter the dream realm is indeed rare, but it seems to be unexpectedly easy to do.

That guy is such a tough guy, is he really not afraid at all? I can't make him believe that dreams are reality.

The dream controller is restless in his heart, and the strength of his ability depends largely on the heart of the person who is dreamed of, and the more shadows, regrets, and pains in his heart, the stronger his ability becomes.

Or let fear overwhelm the other party, make people fear him in the dream, so that he can also have great power in the dream, and can make people sink in endless pain for the rest of their lives, as long as it is a long time, they will never wake up again.

But compared to Ghost Sword Bart's companion who was easily trapped in the nightmare, this guy's soul tenacity was unimaginably strong, and it didn't scare him in the first place, let alone give him a sense of reality, so that he fell into a deep sleep and finally got trapped in the nightmare.

Damn, this guy is so tough, the Dream Controller scolded.

"Hehe, boy, do you think that Dream Domination is only to this extent? Dream cage, trapped in a dark prison and sink forever. ”

With a wave of his hand, the three admirals and the few characters imagined by Bart himself all disappeared, and the heavens and the earth turned upside down, like a mirror and a moon, everything suddenly collapsed and turned into nothingness.

The pitch-black prison trapped Bart in a desolate and lonely place.

The Dream Keeper smiled outside the prison and fled into the distance.

"It's a bit of a problem now."

Barth's sword, which was armed with an additional color, slashed out, and the pitch-black prison did not move at all, without any effect.

"Phew, it seems that ordinary attacks have no effect, but if it's a dream, everything should be controllable, just now I obviously thought about the scene of the prison shattering."

Bart frowned, he felt that something was wrong in his heart, he thought that as long as his belief was stronger, he would be able to use his imagination to overcome his imagination, so he easily made three characters to deal with it, but now what's going on, it doesn't work?

No, it's covered, using his own imagination to deal with his imagination is only the first layer, in the end, his ability to control dreams is much stronger than his own, so he didn't allow me to break this cage after he was on guard, and I naturally couldn't break it.

But why didn't he just kill himself in his dreams?

Bart said secretly.

By the way, a dream is a dream, and his purpose is to imprison, not kill, because in a dream you can die a thousand times or ten thousand times.

So all the means he had just done were disguises, in order to keep himself in the dream.

So next......

The corners of Bart's mouth curled up, interesting.

This guy wants me to play a side-scrolling game.

Bart's eyes lit up, and the ghost's smile rose into golden-red flames, which stood out in the pitch-black cage.

"Bell!"

Bart struck hard and smashed the cage directly, but immediately a new obstacle appeared, a huge and terrifying monster, claiming to be the guardian, as if as long as he walked through the level one by one, he could find the body of the dream controller and escape the ascension.

Speaking of which, the idea of wanting to leave the dream directly has faded a lot, this guy is dragging time, increasing the difficulty step by step, the purpose is to make himself think that as long as he does his best, he can finally defeat him in the dream by overcoming obstacles along the way.

In fact, everything is his design, his script.

In this process, I will gradually forget the reality, the memory is blurred, and I will never be able to leave here.

"Whew."

Bart, who figured it out, took a deep breath and closed his eyes, consciously wanting to rush straight out of the dream.

At this time, the huge demonic beast seemed to sense something, and roared in the sky, and the sound waves shook the sky, as if it could shatter the sun and the moon, and it opened its mouth to spit out ice crystals, which wanted to completely freeze Bart into an eternal ice sculpture.

A cold wind swept on his face, and he was about to turn into an ice sculpture, but Bart had no intention of defending himself, and the only thing he wanted was to return to reality.

In the storage room, his body gradually began to feel gravity, his fingers moved slightly, and his consciousness began to gradually return, whether it was the demonic beast or the dark space in his mind, it was all blurred, and he left it behind.

Soon, Bart woke up from his dream, quickly rolled over and got out of bed, and ran to the bedroom to check on Robin.

In the bedroom, Robin was terrified, sweat soaked the sheets, his face full of pain and struggle, and tears dripping down the corners of his eyes.

Bart's face sank, and he wanted to wake Robin directly, but no matter how much he shouted, he couldn't wake up.

Damn, where's that troublemaker?

As the sight unfolded, Bart closed his eyes, and even if he searched the whole island, he had to find people.

In the tent in the grove, the Dream Controller panicked, the ghost sword Bart easily got rid of the dream he created, he was about to run away, and he couldn't even compare to the poisonous needle bee in the frontal combat power, let alone Bart who easily killed them in seconds.

He looked at the place where the boat had stopped in a panic, and the current situation would only be relieved if he went to sea completely.

But before he could get far, there was a roadblock ahead.

Ghost Sword Bart stood in front of him with a tightly wrapped woman wrapped in a sheet, and the momentum on his body was comparable to that of a demon, terrifying and terrifying.

"Help me wake her up, or I'll show you hell."

Bart said indifferently, his eyes were full of violence, as if he wanted to tear the person in front of him apart directly.