One counts as one, and it's all the Dark Callers who hunt under the pressure of the Nightmare Monsters, and there are no Nightmare Monsters who take out the Dark Callers in turn.

Soon some of the Dark Callers had hundreds of mist faces in their bodies, and when it began to surge forward, it directly occupied the entire street, and it was no longer the nightmare monsters who came out to hunt them, but they smelled and took the initiative to find those nightmare monsters.

Eventually, they even got the idea of the Lessermen trapped in their homes, and they succeeded in large numbers.

It's not that they have the ability to break down these Lesserman houses, it's that they're proficient in seduction and fear domination.

These emotions can penetrate through the room and directly into them.

When the Lysersmen decided that their house could no longer keep them safe, they naturally ran out of the house.

It turns out that an even more terrifying presence awaits them outside the house, and they soon become part of the Caller of Darkness in endless fear.

"What's going on? Where did they come from? ”

Soon, the Dusan witch noticed the strange situation here, and attacked the dark caller who already had no less than three hundred mist faces.

A giant black palm that looked like a substance fell from the sky and slammed into the body of the caller of darkness.

The caller of darkness who is invincible in front of ordinary nightmare monsters, in front of the nightmare dream master Witch Dushan, is just a high-level cannon fodder who can be pinched to death at will.

Being slapped directly into ashes with a palm is as difficult as slapping a cockroach to death.

Scattered everywhere, the face of the mist that wanted to be recondensed was directly bound by the shadow ropes that sprang out from all directions, and then dragged it into the black shadow little by little, becoming a part of the nightmare dream.

It's just that where they were dragged away, they left behind circles of white mist-like traces.

This shows that the nightmare dream is not completely digested by them, at best, they are forced into themselves, and they have not yet completely dissolved them, they have a unique fear power in their bodies, and the essence of their existence is very high, far above the nightmare dream that has just formed.

That doesn't mean nightmares can't digest them, though.

But if you want to do this, you will definitely need to grind and spend a lot of time.

"The Aether Gate, here is another half-plane." The Witch of Dusan soon followed the trail and found the Door of the Mists that the Dark Callers had teleported to.

The big hand lowered, pinched and rubbed, and directly crushed the door of the mist.

At the same time, more serious doubts surged in my heart, how did these etheric gates come about?

Self-generated? Or is it artificially made?

She knew her own business, and she was eager to put the nightmare dream into practical use, and in a short period of time, harvest more Lythman's souls to strengthen this dream, and she had not yet exhausted more energy to devote more energy to the self-improvement of this nightmare dream.

And the etheric plane is not a good place, and it has its own kinds of dangers.

There are only a lot more strange worlds and monsters than the Phantom Plane, and in terms of diversity, they are even far more than the Phantom Plane.

The Shadow Plane is dominated by negative energy, mainly various undead and shadow creatures.

The Aether Plane contains most of the monsters in the Shadow Plane, and has a large number of its own exclusive existences.

After all, the Aether Plane, like the Astral Plane, is a communication artery in multiple planes, and countless material planes, half-planes, and inner planes are connected to the same Aether plane.

And its spiritual plasticity makes it more diverse.

In the kingdom of Lesserman, the Aether Plane used to appear to the world in the form of a totemic land, and later it was a totemic dream.

Elsewhere, it's more in the form of the Ether Mist.

It is not uncommon for some strange aether beings to come to the door because they are attracted by the unique situation of nightmares.

"It's not a random event, it's a conscious invasion, could it be that my sisters, using methods I don't know, secretly infiltrated it?"

When the Dusan Witch burst three Fog Gates in a row, she was 100% sure that it was not a random event, but a more powerful intruder lurking in the nightmare dream, consciously establishing contact with a world she didn't know about, and invading the nightmare dream.

The first thing she suspected, naturally, was her witch sister.

After all, what they are doing now hurts them the most, and they want to stop them the most.

But she soon rejected this speculation herself, because she knew her sisters too well.

An intimate relationship with the elements is both their greatest strength and their greatest disadvantage.

When they devote most of their energy to the study of the elements, they have no more energy to study the aetheric plane.

If it weren't for the young commander from the western shore of the Falling Star Sea, the Lytherman Kingdom would not have set foot in the Totem Dream Realm, at least not for a short time.

None of the named Lesserman witches had much involvement in the aether beyond the Totem Lands.

This can only be the handiwork of outsiders, so it is more difficult to guess, it may be that there is a strong person in the etheric plane, or it may be a powerful existence in Feren, who has a great interest in the nightmare dream realm and wants to intervene here.

No matter who it was, the Dusan Witch didn't dare to sit idly by, because it was enough to get involved in the dream realm through normal methods, at least it had to be quasi-legendary or above, even if it was extraordinary, at best, it was a use of the ether plane, and it was definitely not a study.

This kind of constant creation of aether portals in nightmares and dreams is definitely not something that can be done in a day or two of research.

As the speed of the pursuit continued to increase, the Witch Dusan felt more and more frightened, because the speed at which the other party created the aether portal seemed to be far faster than the speed at which she could destroy it.

There was a constant feeling that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't destroy all the aether portals and the aether monsters they teleported to, always running behind her ass.

"You can't let the other person lead you by the nose." Witch Dusan is also a witty person, and she quickly reacted that the focus of this confrontation was not how many aether portals and aether monsters she had destroyed, but to find out the perpetrators of this incident from the shadows.

Only by killing her will the Aether Portal be completely eradicated, otherwise it will be in vain.

After figuring this out, the Dusan witch directly ignored those aether portals, and in a flash, her soul consciousness kept rising in the nightmare dream, and in the blink of an eye, the dark city of Mausttier became a map model on the desktop, and the entire city situation was seen at a glance.

In a blink of an eye, she could refocus on a certain point, descend on a certain block, so that she could skim through the existing aether portals and follow the latest trail of the originator.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you see it.

Even the witch Dussan, who had great self-control, couldn't help but gasp, not only by the number and speed of the aether portals made by the other party, but also by the location of these aether portals.

At first glance, they appear to be one on the left and one on the right, disorderly there, but when you look at the dozens of them, you will find that these portals are prominently located on each node, and a huge magic circle that envelops the entire nightmare dream is taking shape.

Although the Dusan witch did not know the true effect of this magic array, once it was completed, it was definitely not a good thing.

At the same time, she also found the trace of the initiator, that is, a white mist, flickering in the air, each flash, at least hundreds of meters, more than thousands of meters, staying in the nightmare plane, definitely not more than three seconds, then open a new aether portal, disappear again.

No wonder he, as the owner of the nightmare dream, found it difficult to lock the other party's traces.

Because most of the time, the other party is not in the nightmare dream, but in the aetheric plane outside.

She traveled through the aether, circling around the nightmare dream, going in and out of it, so that she could teleport.

If she hadn't opened the Aether Portal, which would have required her to enter a nightmarish dream, it would have been much more difficult for the Witch of Dushan to find her trail.

The other party made full use of the defect that the nightmare dream did not form an iris, and he did not have time to build a protective layer, so he directly regarded this place as a sieve full of holes, going in and out at will.

"Do you really think this is your own home? Come if you want, leave if you want, and don't think about leaving again since you're here. The Witch of Dusan snorted.

As long as you find the traces of the other party and know what the loopholes are drilled by the other party, things become much easier.

Just close the loopholes first.

The shadows silently climbed into the sky of the dark city of Moshtier, like a large black bowl that was upside down, directly enveloping it, cutting it off from the aetheric plane.

The Lythman's souls harvested in abundance from the city of Mochtil made the Witch Dousanne's manipulation of the nightmare dream different from the beginning, and many things were only in a single thought.

But she didn't put up a nightmare shield to keep the White Mist intruders out of the Aetheric Plane as they slid on.

Instead, when she invaded the nightmare dream again and was about to open a new aether portal, she did so, naturally, to close the door and beat the dog.

The easiest way to destroy a magic circle is not to destroy the circle itself, but to kill its builder without giving her a chance to activate it.

When the protective shield of the nightmare dream was opened, Philancini immediately felt her senses, and looked up at the sky without being surprised, as if she was talking to the Witch Dusanne, and muttered to herself, "Huh! reacted so quickly and wanted to close the door and hit the dog, are you sure it's too late? ”

"I'll see where you're going!" The terrifying giant palm formed by the shadow black mist fell from the sky again, grabbing towards the white mist formed by Philansini.

In front of this giant palm, she is indeed like an inconspicuous guinea pig.

Philancini turned a blind eye to the giant palm falling from the sky, and calmed down, just when the giant palm was still a few meters away from her, Fang Cai's red lips lightly said: "Burst!" ”

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Those aether portals turned into bombs and exploded in a series of explosions.

Huge cracks were tore out in the spot, no less than twenty meters in diameter, billowing white mist, pouring in along the gaps, silently impregnating everything around, not only the crumbling houses, the dilapidated streets, but even the nightmare shield that the Dusan witch had just built was impregnated.

The entire dark city of Moshtier trembled violently in this explosion, and the giant palm condensed by the power of the nightmare naturally bore the brunt, and there was no way to maintain its stability, so it exploded directly in the air, and the power of the terrifying nightmare swept through everything around, including Philancinie, who was directly below.

It's just that when the power of the nightmare swept over, she was long gone.

She took the opportunity to escape into the aetheric plane again, and the series of explosions that had just occurred in the aether portal blew up the nightmare dream that had just opened the shield into a sieve again, no, even more tattered than before, and more fear of the half-plane power was pulled over.

The magic circle that Philancini had laid in her nightmare had already taken shape.

This is both a summoning magic array and a positioning magic array, and its function is to further deepen the connection between the nightmare dream and the fear half-plane, and establish a stable anchor point.

The forces that had caused the nightmare dreams to be heavily mixed with the Half-Plane of Dread, including Witch Doussan's previous efforts to hammer the Dark Caller and the Aether Portal, were also accelerating this.

When the white mist of fear joined together, an even larger milky white portal appeared in the very center, accompanied by a loud howl full of endless excitement, and an indescribable, terrifying monster like a nightmare emerged from it.

It resembles a giant brain, either a head or a brain that has been lifted from the skull, and a special furrow belonging to the brain can be seen on it, but the surface is covered with a layer of viscous gray matter, and it has a staggering number of eyes of various sizes and large mouths in front of it.

These eyes have no eyelids, but they are unusually beautiful golden, and the pupils are black, which makes them look round and big, if they are placed on the body of a normal person, they are definitely the most dazzling and beautiful existence, but on the body of this monster, it only makes people feel numb in the scalp and uncomfortable all over the body, not to mention looking at each other, even if they are targeted by these eyes, fear will involuntarily arise from the depths of the heart, dominating the body and mind.

Those mouths are not so much mouths as the mouthparts of mollusks, densely covered with a ring of sharp teeth, which open and close incessantly, emitting a low, creepy murmur that penetrates directly into the human heart, transforming insecurity into fear, and distorting fear into despair.

It floats in mid-air, with long tentacles of varying thickness, the longest two at its sides, twice the size of its body.

There are only two main tentacles that are one-third of the length and thickness of the small antennae, and there are as many as a dozen, constantly swinging and entangled, as if expressing something through them, which is also unsettling.

After it came out of the mist portal, the greasy gray skin began to flicker constantly, and it became colorful for a while, and the colors in the spectrum seemed to be found here, and when these colors receded, its figure was gradually disappearing, which was preparing to enter a state of invisibility.

"Get the hell out of here." The Dusan witch snorted with a solemn expression.

The shadow rippled around the monster, directly interrupting its invisibility.

The Dark Witch recognized the origin of this terrifying monster at a glance, it was called the Horror Demon, and like the Dark Callers before it, it was born with fear and nightmares.

Unlike the Dark Caller, it is not an undead creature, but a strange monster that is born under more harsh conditions than the Dark Caller, and a small number of nightmares cannot produce such a monster.

A derivative of a horror demon requires hundreds, if not thousands, of people to be under great fear and anxiety for a long time, riddled with nightmares, and this huge emotional fusion explodes, it will be born in endless fear and death.

They are often born with long wars, famines, and cities that have long been threatened by terrorist monsters, so they are also regarded as a symbol of calamity, and their appearance often leads to the exacerbation of catastrophic situations.

They will even carry their fear to other places, creating fear and calamity in various ways, because they feed on fear and try to generate more companions in the process.

When the five Horror Demons get together, they can merge into the High Horror Demons.

And the horror demon in front of him is far beyond the size of the high-level horror demon recognized by the Dusan witch, this should be a higher version of the horror demon.

Since multiple horror demons can fuse with each other, a high-level horror demon is born.

Could it be possible that so many High Horror Demons could also be fused? What will be born then?

The terrifying demon clearly felt the threat and pressure from the Dusan witch, and all of its large mouths opened at the same time, letting out a sharp roar that instantly enveloped half of the dark city of Moshtier.

"No, don't, don't, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, ahh......hhh

"Monster, monster got in, it's in my head, get out, get out of my head......"

"I want monsters to die, I want all monsters to die, all of them to die for me!"

The horror demon's roar carried endless fear, despair, and hatred, directly infecting the Lythermans, who were in a state of high tension and on the verge of collapse after repeated torments of nightmares.

The terrifying demon became the straw that broke the camel's back, and countless Lythersmans, in a state of fear and despair, made the most wrong decision, rushed out of their last shelter, and ran wildly through the gray and desperate streets, trying to find their last life, but they did not know that they were running further and further on the road of despair.

This situation made the horror demon excited, and while sucking wildly with his mouth open, tasting the rare supreme delicacy, he forcibly deducted several golden eyeballs from himself.

As soon as he let go, the golden eyeballs danced wildly in the air, like a well-known eerie dance.

The fear, despair, and death that pervade nightmares begin to take shape around these golden eyeballs, so to speak, and grow in the wind.

A viscous gray matter cortex, a bare brain-like shape, dancing tentacles, golden eyes, and a large mouth with sharp teeth.

What is it if it wasn't a new bunch of horrors?

It's just that their size is several times smaller than the terrifying demon lord who first drilled over, and the tentacles are only about one meter, and there are as many as eight of them. (End of chapter)