"Light. ”

With a light spit of words, the light spirits around Robert chanted at the same time, and then, a circle of cube patterns appeared behind him.

A few seconds later, countless golden rays of light flew out of the circle and lit up the entire Holy Light Monastery.

"Purification..."

As soon as the sound fell, Robert's old palm moved, and the formation behind him rotated and rumbled, and countless holy lights immediately flew out from the surrounding light like laser cannons.

With a stroke of Robert's finger, these holy lights blasted towards the ice and snow world in the sky.

At this time, in the ice and snow world, a cartoon giant appeared, its body began to grow, and swallowed all the purification beams in a few bites.

"Robert, I haven't seen you for a long time, and your way of doing things hasn't changed..."

With a shallow sigh, an old man in a dark black peaked cap appeared in front of the snow, hunched over a drawing board, looking like a wandering street painter.

"This hat... It seems to be Hornby's..."

After muttering inwardly and examining it a few times, Yorkham Jones looked at Robert, for according to the 'Dream Maker', it seemed that he knew each other.

Robert didn't reply, the wrinkles on his face trembled like worms, and at this moment, his eyes seemed to see the most undesirable thing in the world.

After a while, Robert roared angrily:

"Why lie to me..."

"What are you lying to you, am I dead?" the 'Dream Maker' in the dark black cap chuckled.

"Do you know how many years I've felt guilty about this!hundreds!hundreds!hundreds!!I've never slept quietly for a day since you 'died!' and yet you're telling me now that I'm just a fool!" Robert continued to growl.

The 'Dream Maker' was stunned for a few seconds, as if he had no idea that Robert would say this.

After a while, the 'Dream Maker' Fang continued to smile:

"Ha, I mean so much to you..."

"But Robert, you have never been important to me, and to me you are just one of the playthings I have cultivated in my boring days. ”

Hearing this, Yorkham Jones immediately looked up and asked:

"You're Hornby's teacher, aren't you?"

The 'Dream Maker' nodded first, then shook his head:

"Like Robert, Hornby is my plaything for his time, I teach them to follow their dreams, and then I let them fall apart..."

"What a wonderful thing to see other people's hopes and dreams shattered, to see others cry bitterly. ”

"Enough!"

Robert seemed to be reminded of a memory that he didn't want to recall, and he roared angrily, and the light elves around him immediately began to chant.

In an instant, Robert's body became a body of light, and countless rays of light poured out of his body, looking like a moving missile depot.

Then, Robert leaped and flew directly into the world of ice and snow.

At this moment, Robert turned into an energy laser cannon, shooting thousands of rays of light and bombarding the ice and snow world wildly.

At this moment, Vlad walked out of the cathedral, but he did not move, just stood silently in the doorway.

After more than ten seconds, through Robert's wild bombardment, cracks began to appear in the ice and snow world in the air, and it seemed to be collapsing.

The 'Dream Maker' looked at Robert's frantic appearance and suddenly sighed:

"It's so sad..."

"No, no, no, sir, I think you are more pathetic, whether it is Hornby or Mr. Robert, they all have dreams to chase with their lives, and you, like a child who never has candy, can do just keep snatching other people's candy. Yorkham Jones replied immediately.

The 'Dream Maker' didn't reply, he stared straight at Yorkham Jones, and suddenly laughed:

"Ha, little priest, you're really going to attract hatred, so why don't you have a bit of fun..."

With that, the 'Dream Maker' sketched a blood-colored white gull on the drawing board.

After the blood-colored white gull took shape, it broke away from the drawing paper and swooped towards Yorkham Jones.

Seeing this, Dale immediately shielded Yorkham Jones behind her, and released the flames towards the white gull, but the white gull seemed to be just a phantom, it did not touch the flames, not even anything.

In an instant, the blood-colored white gull flew into Yorkham Jones's body.

As soon as the screen turned, 'Hornby' appeared in front of Yorkham Jones and saluted politely:

"Mr. Pastor, it's a pleasure to meet you again. ”

"Fighting the 'singers', I've been looking forward to it for a long time. ”

Yorkham Jones didn't say much, and while bending slightly in return, his fist was already blasted into Hornby.

...

At the same time, in the real world, Dale saw that Yorkham Jones was stunned, and even lost his breathing and heartbeat, so he directly turned into a blazing sunbird and burned towards the 'Dream Maker'.

"Beautiful lady witcher, have a sweet dream. ”

'The Dreamer' whispered, and immediately sketched another picture scroll of a manor with a man playing the piano while young Dale sat beside it admiring it.

Then, Dale also fell into the world of picture scrolls.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the man who played the piano turned around and shouted softly:

"Dale..."

Daile shivered at first, and then stood up:

"I'm sorry... The past is gone. ”

As soon as the words fell, fire feathers grew from her, the fiery red hair of the streamer danced, and the endless flames burned violently, and in an instant, everything in the picture, whether it was a piano or a man, was burned clean.

In the real world, the Manor Sketch of the Dream Maker also ignited a flame, and in just a few seconds, the paper turned to ashes, and Dale appeared behind him.

"Demon hunters don't eat this!"

Dale and Lux were almost in agreement, and as the voice fell, her fist was already slammed into the Dream Maker.

Then came a heavy blow, and it can be said that her fighting style was very similar to that of Yorkham Jones, almost carved out of the same mold.

The 'Dream Maker' took a few steps back, and immediately opened the drawing board to draw a horizontal stroke, and then, countless black lines began to emerge, and in an instant, the living storm began to coalesce, forming a huge black tornado.

Soon, the tornado spat out black lines that obscured the sky and the sun from its mouth.

These black lines soon covered the light that Robert had previously lit, and formed countless black arrows blasting towards the cathedral location.

At a glance, Dale hurriedly turned around, and as soon as the flame field opened, it blocked the front of the cathedral.

...

At the same time, in the world of the picture scroll, Yorkham Jones was beaten badly, because his attack did not hit 'Hornby' at all, and it seemed that every stroke was predicted.

"Can observing fate still be used like this... Every time I was prejudged, I couldn't fight at all..."

"I can't beat it, can't I run yet..."

Muttering a few words, Yorkham Jones directly summoned the 'ghost doll':

"Take me out of the scroll. ”

The 'ghost doll's body trembled a few times, as if he didn't dare to fight the 'dream maker', but looking at Yorkham Jones, thinking that his master was a great being, he took a few deep breaths and said:

"Master, your servant is glad to serve you. ”