League of Legends Millennium Warlord

For humans, the construction of dreams requires the brain to go to sleep first, but for the demon born in the shadow realm, Nightmare Nocturne, who is born to play with dreams, wants to let a thinking and conscious human being dream, You just need to let your consciousness invade the human brain.

Invasion is generally divided into three steps, establishing a contact medium, constructing a nightmare, implanting a nightmare, and devouring human souls exuding fear.

Every step is interlocking and indispensable, unless the prey is right in front of Nocturne, it can bypass the shackles of the medium and directly implant into the nightmare, otherwise it is still necessary to honestly find the dreamer or the power of shadow concerned mage.

"Everyone has something to fear, without exception."

Coming in front of human beings, Nocturne bypassed Leicester's body shield through the link channel between the spiritual realm and the soul realm, and directly implanted nightmares and fears into Leicester's soul body. Out of curiosity, Nocturne chose to invade himself, allowing humans to taste the most terrifying fear and despair.

The moment he entered Lester's consciousness, the scene in front of him was beyond Nocturne's control and imagination.

It lost all its abilities and became a mortal. It came to a steel forest that had never been seen and could not be imagined. It looked at the small grids with human beings and lights in front of it. Its first image It was I who came to a magnificent and cold prison, but the decoration was much better than Mordekaiser's small black room.

Facing the unknown situation, Nocturne did not panic, but began to observe the world he had never seen before.

Under the reflection of the noisy neon, the moon and stars are dim.

The surroundings are unimaginable, the iron coffin running violently like a horned rhinoceros on the clean road, the chaos has its own order, the noise is coming from all directions, and all kinds of dazzling light sources are refracted from the unknown glass mirror , reflecting various dynamic pictures that distort the original appearance, the human Nocturne inside is very familiar...

Those most greedy shadow mages have this expression every time they obtain powerful shadow magic from themselves. In the blink of an eye, they will pass on those shadow magic to others, making others their own prey.

These people seem to be glamorous, but they are just puppets controlled by the master behind the scenes...

Turning his head to look at the busy human beings walking beside him, what Nocturne saw was exhaustion and depression. There is no doubt that the human beings in front of him had already lost their lively nature, as if they had been swallowed up by the original demons. Emotions are the same, only the numbness like a walking dead is left, and there are few negative emotions such as anger, and it has no way to absorb some negative emotions.

After the observation, this is a tragic world where human beings are fully oppressed by their own demon companions. The problem is,

Where did that human go?

Why did I become like this?

After the observation, Nocturne fell into a daze again, and stood at a loss in front of the bus plate.

"If you want to marry, marry Guitailang, such a man is a role model~"

Taking out a shining metal cuboid, Nocturne learned how to use it mentally, and glanced at the word "wife" that appeared on the glass. Nocturne frowned, slid along the glass surface, and answered the phone.

"Oh~ dead ghost master... Uh, that, husband~ you have to work overtime again tonight? It's a pity for you, and you have no money on your salary card. Recently, Jimei has made an appointment to go to a beauty salon. Think about it find a way...

By the way, I have to work overtime tonight, so I won’t go back, my daughter is here, you can buy something to eat yourself, oh~ I’m on the phone, ah~ I’m going to die with such force... Well, husband, first Let’s not talk about it, the battery of my mobile phone is dropping very fast, it’s definitely time to change it, when the new mobile phone comes out, you can buy me a new one, that’s it, mua~”

Instinctively heard other discordant movements from the microphone that emitted a female voice. Before Nocturne could speak, the sound of 'beep beep' came out from the microphone in his hand.

I felt very uncomfortable. When Nocturne called again, the phone on the other side had already turned off. It seemed that [wife]'s phone was really out of battery.

Turning off the screen, Nocturne stared at the haggard face like a corpse reflected in the black screen, and was stunned for a moment.

It never thought that its mortal appearance would be like this, just like a mortal who has encountered more than a dozen demons in a row.

"996 is a great blessing~ As long as you can't do it to death, you can do it to death~ The factory is my home, and the performance depends on everyone~"

The annoying metal microphone made noise again, and instinctively didn't want to connect it, but Nocturne saw the word "leadership", hesitated for a moment, and connected the microphone.

"Xiao Teng, there is a small problem with the review of the materials in the engineering department. The new employee in charge of the review is on maternity leave. You are the most capable, so let's do it in the next two days...

By the way, you have time to verify the few work orders I just sent, and I will use them tomorrow morning. As a model employee, thank you for your hard work. "

Looking at the words 23:34 on the screen of the microphone, Nocturne felt a little more irritable. How could he ask people to work so late? Torturing people day and night, and asking people to review materials in the middle of the night, the core of the devil in this world has grown horns that don't have a heart-is there alone?

Cursing in his heart, listening to the stressful silence in the microphone, Nocturne still whispered honestly.

"Oh, I know the leader, then I'll send it to you early tomorrow..."

"Beep beep..."

Before he finished speaking, the microphone was cut off again, and Nocturne almost threw the one-way microphone in his hand under the steel horn's wheel, just thinking that if he didn't work hard, the salary that was in arrears since half a year ago would not be paid. Myself, when the time comes, my wife and daughter will have to go hungry, and I won’t be able to repay the high mortgage, and my younger brother who will support four widowed elderly people and their wives,

Her younger brother's wedding gift has not yet arrived, sooner or later it will fall on her...

In order to live, he had to endure even the greatest resentment.

Glancing at the computer bag slung across his drooping shoulders, Nocturne sighed.

"If you have a few work orders, it shouldn't be a problem..."

After opening the file transfer assistant, Nocturne stared blankly at the eight technical work orders that needed to be verified and revised, his eyes darkened, and he almost fell to the ground.

His instinct told him that it would take at least half an hour to modify and perfect a technical work order, which meant that he had to set aside at least six hours to complete the tasks assigned by the leader.

It’s half past twelve when I get home by car, and I have to clock in at work at nine o’clock, and get up at eight o’clock, so I don’t even sleep for four hours tonight? ? ?

I usually sleep for several days in the soul realm, how could such a terrible thing happen?

By the way, I have to take over the job of the new employee who is on maternity leave for free.

"Wait, I'm a demon, why should I think about these messy things? I should find that human first! I must not fall into the trap of humans..."

Having made up his mind, Nocturne is going to go home by car first, use the [Internet] in his mind to check the information of this world, and try to find flaws.

It's just that Nocturne was about to take a step, but found that at some point, an old human female was already lying beside her feet. Seeing herself looking at her, she suddenly wrinkled her dry skin like old bark. He wrinkled his face and began to howl.

Nocturne was stunned.

Is this some kind of silent shadow demon that walks without making a sound?

Is my nightmare demon fake?

"Ouch! My old bones were knocked apart by you! Ouch, why don't you help me up?"

Looking at the strange gaze cast from a distance, Moteng didn't want to cause trouble, so he pulled the old man up casually, but once he grasped this hand, he couldn't break free anymore, the old hand stuck to his hand like a sticky cake, with all his strength Huge, comparable to the mushroom stick of shame in his face.

"Ahem, I'm afraid that you have a problem with my lumbar spine. Let's go, take me to the hospital for a check-up. You young man looks like a cultural person who just graduated from university. You can't be irresponsible."

"But I didn't hit you..."

"You didn't hit me, why did you help me? Obviously you hit me! Don't look, there is no camera here, but you hit me, and everyone else saw it!

Alas, the young people nowadays are not as good as one generation after another, and they don’t even dare to take responsibility... Forget it, if you don’t want to accompany me to the hospital, you can pay me 20,000 yuan, and I will go to the hospital for an examination by myself, or I will call the police Yes. "

Under the coercion of the old lady, Nocturne, who didn't want to waste any more time, turned on the 'multifunctional microphone' bitterly, and showed his electronic wallet to the old lady.

Looking at the balance of the deposit, the old grandma's face turned green, and she let go of Mo Teng's hand unluckily, for fear of getting some dirty things.

"You big man, why do you bring fifteen yuan when you walk outside? Oh, fifteen is fine, fifteen is fifteen, why do you stand here with a bad face and pretend to be rich? I wasted so much money." For a long time, it is a shame for a programmer like you to live..."

Transfer fifteen to the old lady, and Moteng watched the old man, who was walking like a fly, come to a car parked behind the white stripes and lay down directly in front of the iron shell. When the green light at the intersection came on, the old woman was directly crushed by the iron shell. In the past, the other iron shells continued to run as if they hadn't seen it, turning the old grandmother into a broken grandmother, rolled several times, and then rolled back to their feet.

Until the end, Nocturne didn't understand why the shadow demon disguised as a human would commit suicide directly after blackmailing him.

Maybe it's the discovery of his unique demonic status?

After hailing a taxi, Nocturne realized that his e-cash was gone, and his wife in charge of finances could not be contacted because of no electricity, so he could only beg the driver nicely.

Looking at the pale young programmer with an ugly face, the driver didn't have much to say, and since the journey was not far away, he just pulled it for nothing, which made Nocturne a little more grateful.

Soon, the taxi stopped in front of the security office, and several humans in uniforms surrounded them with puzzled expressions.

"Looking at his pale and thin face, I suspect he sucks a calf!"

"Hands up! Don't move!!!"

Before Nocturne could react, his body was pressed to the ground by the security guards, and he put silver bracelets on his hands and handcuffed him behind his back.

"Take it to the waiting room for an examination first, and wait for the results of the laboratory."

Escorted by two people to the veritable iron fence, Nocturne was placed on a stool, and some blood was drawn by someone who came, and the demon felt a little scared in his heart.

It is not afraid of its own demise, because as long as someone has nightmares, as long as the original fear is not dead, it will always be reborn, it just doesn't know what will happen if it dies here, this is a terrible experience it has never encountered in its demon career .

The unknown brings fear, and fear is the most powerful primal emotion.

Fear is the energy released by its prey, and at this moment, it seems to have become the prey.

Soon, a man in uniform came in, lowered the brim of his hat, and sat opposite Nocturne with a cold expression.

"What do you think, Morten? Is it fun in my dream?"

"It's you!"

Nocturne's eyes widened, and he tried to free himself from the chain of silver bracelets, only to find that his efforts were futile.

"Human! Why can you resist my nightmare attack?"

Taking off the police cap with his slender hands, Lester looked at the man named 'Morten' in front of him with a cruel smile on his face.

"We are enemies, why should I answer your question?"

"Impossible, it is impossible for a human being to defeat me in the dream, I am the nightmare!"

"Look at you now, are you really a nightmare?"

Nocturne began to struggle again, and was soon punched in the face by Lester, and finally became more honest.

Lester smiled and sat back in his seat.

"Isn't this what you want to see? Born from order, it belongs to the darkness and nightmare of human beings. Everyone lives in desire, enslaved, oppressed, and confused.

Although this darkness cannot be seen, it is tangible, you should be able to experience it, right?

Morten, you who have lost all your abilities, can you survive in the darkness of order? "

Nocturne gradually calmed down, staring at the demon-like humans in front of him, without saying a word.

"My dream is still long enough to see the day when you collapse and die. Remember, you only have one life. I will not deliberately interfere with your life trajectory and leave everything to the order created by humans. You are not Do you claim to be the incarnation of darkness? Let’s experience the darkness that belongs to human beings.”

Patting Nocturne's haggard face lightly, successfully instilling the last bit of dream memory belonging to [Morten] into Nocturne's consciousness, Lester leaned condescendingly next to Nocturne's ear, his voice was low and full of fatal temptation.

"Don't say I didn't warn you, you can try to kill yourself ~ see if you can solve the problem ~"

Watching the humans leave, Nocturne gritted his teeth and wanted to bang his head against the inner wall, but there were more doubts in his heart.

If you really only have one life, what will happen to you after your death?

Will my demon body really die?

have no idea,

have no idea,

It really doesn't know...

Because of the unknown, he was terrified.

Trembling, Mo Teng picked up the identity certificate left on the table by humans. The word [Mo Teng] on it was his own name. The transcript that appeared at some time recorded his personal information. One by one, Mo Teng Opening it carefully, the cognition of the world and self in my mind is further deepened...

Since he didn't suck the calf, Morten would naturally not be kept in the iron fence for a long time. In addition to the time spent on interrogation and blood tests, he was released within two hours.

Bringing his own laptop bag, Mo Teng left the security guard in a daze. The man took out his mobile phone, but he didn't know who he could call. He wanted to take a taxi home, but he didn't have any money on his body. Called directly, but the task assigned by the leader has not yet started,

With the cold night wind blowing in front of him, Mo Ten walked towards home with his trembling legs, and he no longer dared to take a taxi.

Fortunately, there are two barrels of old phlegm sauerkraut noodles and a few frosty hams prepared by his caring wife at home. At least he doesn't have to go to work hungry...

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