Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

"what happened?"

Meng Chao and the Saintess of Gu Meng felt the tremor of the dream at the same time.

Just like the real world outside the dream, there have been earth-shaking changes, which caused serious shocks to the brains of both of them, making the dream world become illusory and fragmented.

Originally, the dream sky was shrouded in colorful mist, presenting a boundless sense of transparency.

Now, the haze is gradually freezing, like a polluted ice shell.

Immediately afterwards, the ice shell cracked open with a crackling sound of "click, click, click".

"What the hell are you doing?"

The ancient dream saint once again condensed the white bone spiked battle armor, and shouted at Meng Chao in shock and anger, "What did you do to my dream?"

"I didn't do it."

Meng Chao narrowed his eyes, his expression extremely dignified, "If I had such ability, I wouldn't have wasted so much saliva just now, trying to convince you, Saintess of Ancient Dream!"

His eyes pierced into the cracks of the bone spiked battle armor of the ancient dream saint like a javelin.

He keenly sensed the astonishment of the ancient dream saint.

Thinking about it carefully, if the Saintess of Ancient Dream wanted to attack him, there was no need to waste so much time.

so--

"There is a third person who has invaded our dreams!"

Meng Chao's face suddenly changed.

Before the words fell, the sound of the crystal palace "ping pong pong" shattering came from the sky.

The entire frozen sky collapsed.

The dream of the ancient dream saint fell apart.

Outside of the dream, there is another more unstable, more dangerous and treacherous nightmare!

The subconscious minds of Meng Chao and Gumeng Saintess seemed to have fallen into an abyss.

The powerless weightlessness entangled them like a hungry python.

I don't know how long it took before the two fell into a sea of ​​blood that was extremely sticky and extremely smelly.

The sea of ​​blood boiled, and the bright red blood was as hot as magma, and it looked like a living demon, scrambling to invade their seven orifices and even every pore.

Meng Chao and the Saintess of Gumeng struggled in the sea of ​​magma and blood, and saw countless shining "balloon jellyfish" sinking and floating around.

Those are the memory cells of the ancient dream saint.

To be more precise, she used the unbearable painful memories of herself and the soldiers of the Big Horn Legion to create a series of dreams!

Originally, these dreams were classified into different categories and stored in the memory database of the Saintess of Ancient Dreams in an orderly manner, which became her source of power.

At this moment, all dreams seem to be engulfed by an unstoppable torrent and storm, spinning wildly, colliding with each other, releasing the most violent power.

Meng Chao felt the astronomical flow of information rushing towards him.

He seemed to have ten, no, hundreds of nightmares at the same time.

At the same time, he can taste the taste of being a "garbage bug", groping in the depths of the dark sewage pipes, suffocating sewage and poisonous fog.

I can also feel the pain of being a fugitive slave, after being captured by the master, smearing grease all over his body, hanging upside down on the flagpole, exposed to the scorching sun, and the internal organs would gush out from the depths of his throat.

At the same time, he was also a cannon fodder who charged into the battle. For the glory of his master, he jumped into the enemy's trench, but who knew that the enemy had planted sharp knives and covered it with thorns under the trench.

He was bruised all over his body and dripping with blood. He could only watch helplessly as his companions jumped into the ditch one after another and pressed down on him, causing the light above his head to be gradually swallowed up by the darkness.

Although similar nightmares, the Saintess of Ancient Dreams had made him do it countless times just now.

But just now it was one nightmare after another, and there was always a short respite between nightmares.

At this moment, there were countless nightmares, like ground bombs, bombarding the depths of Meng Chao's mind at the same time.

Rao is that he has a powerful mind that has been tempered and tempered by the flames of doomsday.

Still caught off guard, he felt that his soul was scattered and his life was worse than death.

What Meng Chao didn't expect was——

Theoretically, it should be the master of this brain area, and the ancient dream saint herself is surrounded by countless "balloon jellyfish".

These "balloon jellyfish" opened their barbed tentacles one after another, and easily got into the gaps in the bone spike armor of the ancient dream saint, pouring astronomical information flow into the depths of her heart.

Judging from the desperately struggling and twisted body language of the ancient dream saintess.

She is also in a state of extreme pain and inability to be herself.

"How is it possible? These dreams were obviously created by the ancient dream saint herself. How could she be deeply trapped in her own nightmare? Unless——"

Meng Chao's mind turned, and he couldn't help but shudder when he thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.

It seems to confirm his judgment.

The boiling trend of the bloody ocean intensified.

Countless huge bubbles with a diameter of hundreds of meters quickly floated up from the depths of the sea of ​​blood, and burst on the surface of the sea, making a deafening roar.

There are also incomparably thick pillars of smoke, like the arms of a demon, rising from the bottom of the sea, stretching five fingers, and grabbing towards the sky of lightning and thunder.

Looking carefully, the pillars of smoke are all grotesque, scarred, tortured, and bloody human figures—they are all ravaged and tragically dead relatives in the memory of the ancient dream saint and the rat people soldiers!

The smoke column continued to grow, and soon became a giant column that stood upright.

A circle of huge pillars, arranged in a circle, sealed Meng Chao and the ancient dream saint inside.

Then, in the center surrounded by giant pillars, a gigantic blood bubble suddenly popped out from among the surging sea of ​​blood.

Like a thousand-ren high mountain, rising from the bottom of the sea.

When the thick fiery blood drained away, what Meng Chao and Gu Meng Shengnv saw was a towering statue of the rat god with big horns that could not be looked directly at.

No, not a statue, but a living rat god with big horns!

The horned mouse god in the nightmare, the black eye sockets alone are over a hundred meters in diameter.

Not to mention the big horns that are full of swords and swords, spraying flames, condensing frost, swirling electric arcs, and flowing venom, which almost poke hundreds of holes in the sky.

And that's just his upper body.

More precisely, the part above his chest.

Below the chest, it is still hidden in the thick and ink-like sea of ​​blood, which makes people feel the fear of the unknown.

And when the big-horned mouse god in the nightmare condensed scarlet flames from the black hole-like eye sockets, like flying fire meteors tearing the sky, and slammed towards Meng Chao fiercely.

Rao Meng Chaoming knew that the Big Horned Mouse God was a fictitious god, and in his previous life memory, he had already disappeared with the collapse of the Big Horned Legion.

My mind was still shaken, and I couldn't help the urge to worship.

Look at the ancient dream saint next to her——

Her original image in the dream was clad in white bone spiked armor, with a height of more than thirty or fifty arms, and she was equally majestic, like a god descending from the earth.

This is not only a symbol of extremely powerful spiritual power.

It also means that her subconscious mind is very confident and her heart is extremely firm.

At this moment, in front of this indomitable horned mouse god, her figure was squeezed smaller and smaller.

The armor all over his body also cracked again, peeling off in pieces, exposing the softest and weakest side deep in his heart under the iron-hard carapace.

The big horned mouse god didn't say a word, but through the meaningful gaze, the face of the ancient dream saint appeared in a daze, annoyance, fear, remorse and shame... various expressions.

The ancient dream saint at this moment is no longer the leader of the rebel army who commanded thousands of troops.

Instead, it degenerates to a long time ago, that wandering and helpless little girl in the dead and silent homeland that was plagued by the plague!

Meng Chao murmured inwardly that something was wrong.

Seeing that the subconsciousness of the ancient dream saint is about to be defeated and captured by the so-called "big horned rat god".

He silently meditated on the scene of doomsday destruction.

It made the subconscious mind plug in the wings formed by the condensed flames of doomsday.

Strive to rush towards the subconsciousness of the ancient dream saint.

He tried to use the flames of doom to burn the endless nightmare that entangled the two of them.

At the same time, a hoarse cry was transmitted to the depths of the ancient dream saint's subconscious mind:

"Don't believe it, it's fake, everything you see is an illusion, an illusory nightmare!

"We were just talking about whether the Great Horned Rat God is real or not, and your brain was invaded, and all your dreams were hijacked. How can there be such a coincidence?

"If the Horned Rat God is a real god, there are totally a hundred ways to make you firmly believe in it and not be affected by my nonsense!

"It's Kanus the Jackal!

"It must be this cunning wolf king who has been monitoring your brain through some very secret method!

"He may not be able to know what you are thinking anytime, anywhere, but there must be some kind of...a warning system deep in your brain. Our conversation just now touched this warning system, making him in a few days. Hundreds of miles away, I have keenly sensed your 'awakening'.

"He knows that you have recognized his true colors and are about to break free from his control.

"So, he acted first, activated and amplified all nightmares, trying to completely control and even burn your brain!"