Chapter 379: Thirteen Years of Walking with God (9)
Boom!
The boy's head made close contact with Moore's legs, and he flew out, crashed into a building in the distance, and then landed on the ground with a snap.
"It hurts. ”
The little boy's head seemed to really feel that Moore's foot hurt unbearably, and he cried out as he closed his eyes, and soon a line of blood and tears flowed.
Seeing this line of blood and tears, Moore suddenly felt his eyes sting, and some kind of viscous liquid stained his face, and the vision in front of him became bright red.
He hurriedly raised his hand and wiped it on his face, trying to get the viscous liquid off, but his hands were covered with blood.
In the next moment, he felt a huge force coming from the front of his face, and the sharp tip kicked the tip of his nose, and a large amount of blood immediately spurted out from the sensitive nose department.
Immediately after that, his head clicked, and he separated from his body, and the bright red world in front of him suddenly turned black.
"Don't. ”
Moore suddenly screamed, and the world in his eyes suddenly became familiar.
A small space, a black, moldy roof, and a bed and quilt that was a little damp even in summer.
Isn't this my home?
I am back?
Moore pinched his face with his hand, touched his bed, and finally slapped himself on the right side of his face.
Syllable......
"It's true, I'm really back. ”
The dream world is not allowed to hurt others, even if it is not enough to hurt oneself, although I don't know why those terrifying monsters can break through the limitations of the dream world, but he is not a monster.
After he was happy, he was a little worried, "Why are there monsters in the world created by God? I don't know if I will be able to enter the dream world in the future." ”
If there is no dream world in the future, he doesn't know how desperate his life will be in the future.
......
In the dream world, horrors are increasing day by day, and all kinds of dark and terrifying legends that exist in human legends are transformed by nightmares one by one to terrorize these inhabitants.
For the nightmares, this dream world is like paradise.
In the past, nightmares were able to sneak into other people's dreams to create nightmares, intimidate them, and suck the terror they emitted to increase their power, but everyone's dreams are not figured out.
A nightmare can only scare one person, and this leads to a nightmare that scares even one or two dozen humans a day, even if you are diligent.
But this is different here, this dream world connects everyone's dreams, which is equivalent to them creating nightmares for tens of thousands of people at the same time.
"Such a luscious emotional ......"
In the sky, a pair of blood-colored pupils slowly turned, and his eyes were full of greed, "If you can master this dream world, and then connect the dreams that the people of the entire main plane produce at night......"
At this moment, a ray of gold emerged.
In an instant, the golden wisp turned into a bolt of lightning and struck the blood-colored eyes in the sky.
A scream came from the back of the dream world, and the nightmare of frantically sucking on the horror in this world was erased from this world the moment it touched the lightning.
But in the next second, the dream world changed.
A bright sun rises from the east, and the extremely strong light pierces all the buildings, and the high temperature of up to 55,000 degrees Celsius emanates from the sun's body, and the world is ignited in an instant.
The inhabitants who fled from the nightmares created by the nightmares suffered first, the unbearable heat causing them to melt in the first moment, and then being kicked out of the dream world and back into reality.
Immediately after that, the entire dream world turned into a burning flame just like the sun in reality.
However, just when the sun was about to destroy the entire dream world, a book appeared out of nothing.
As soon as this book appeared, the pages were automatically turned without wind, and the mottled ink-colored words jumped out of the book to form a mottled history.
In this history, every moment is a complete piece of history.
The light of the bright sun shines on the fragments of history, igniting and destroying them in an instant, but the next moment, new fragments of history flow out of the books again, and then continue to be destroyed by ignition.
Ignited and destroyed again and again, little by little, no matter how dazzling the light of the Lord of Dawn was, how hot and scorching the temperature was, his light never broke through the fragments of history.
At the same time, an old man in a simple white robe walked out of the illusion.
He looked up at the sky, at the uninvited Lord of Dawn,
"Fluctuations in fate. ”
He took out a snow-wood atriumph and gently plucked it, and the whole dream world began to ripple, and the world that seemed to be extremely real gradually blurred, and then rolled inward, turning into a shallow page, inserted into a book that appeared out of thin air.
After doing all this, he slowly spoke,
"I think, therefore I am, and if I don't think, everything is not there. ”
The indescribable but real fluctuations gently swept across the sun in the sky, and the brilliant and dazzling sun began to stagnate, and then illusory, disappearing.
It's like someone pressed the 'delete' button in this world and deleted the sun directly.
"Omniscient!"
The sound of rage passed across the endless void, and a feathered serpent that was not known to be tens of thousands of miles long hovered above the Sevenfold Heaven Mountain, and a round of sun rose again on its side.
The old man looked up at the sky, his eyes looked through the endless void, looking at the sun rising again above the Seven Heavenly Mountains, and his smile was peaceful,
"It seems that using the method of 'dreaming' to simulate the power of the omnipotence cannot directly remove the Lord of Dawn. ”
"Dreams, after all, are just dreams. ”
After a moment of thought, he spoke again,
"As I think, I will define, and as I define, I will do!"
Suddenly, a world without any color, only an absolute void remained.
Then this void world swelled up in the void like a balloon, and everywhere it passed, one after another empty dreams were incorporated into it.
Gradually, there are many different colors in this void world.
Many dreams of life emerged, and the world of nothingness began to flourish.
The old man walked through this dream world that had shrouded the entire main plane, and his voice became sacred and solemn.
"I said, "Let there be God." ”
Rumble!
In the void, a pair of golden eyes opened suddenly, he opened his mouth, and a grand voice spread throughout the main plane,
"I, Perth, the god of dreams......"
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