Entering the spiritual dream, strange cage

"Damn it, let's die!"

Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and prepared to give up suppressing the nightmare in his body, and instead cooperate with the nightmare's weird power to carry out deeper erosion.

Once the outsiders or the weird have any improper behavior, he will guide the nightmare in his body to come and let them fight each other, preferably both of them will be injured.

Feeling the increasingly strong fear power dissipating, Lu Yu couldn't help but be speechless. What did he think of himself? Did he think of him as a weird?

"Uh"

Lu Yu suddenly reacted, it seems that this is not impossible.

The fear power emitted by Lu Yu, isn't it the same as those weird powers?

If you think so, it seems understandable to think of him as a weird.

Therefore, Lu Yu paused for a moment and said directly:

"Hehe, you don't need to be so nervous. If I really wanted to attack you, you would have died long ago."

Although Lu Yu's voice seemed a little weird and terrifying under the blessing of the power of fear.

However, Zhang Wei relaxed slightly in his heart.

Although the words of the man in front of him were not pleasant to hear, if you think about it carefully, it is indeed the truth.

You know, the person in front of him is close to C-level, while he is only E-level.

The gap is too big. Even if he really guides the nightmare in his body to come, how can he be the opponent of the person in front of him?

When thinking about these things clearly, the nervousness and fear in Zhang Wei's heart were slightly dissipated.

The mind that was almost rigid became more active.

Thinking back to the situation just now, he couldn't help but be a little shocked. How could he be so scared after all that he had received professional training?

If those colleagues who trained with him knew about this, it would be really embarrassing.

However, it was also because the breath of the person in front of him was too terrifying.

Is C-level really that powerful? Just touching the power of C-level shocked him so much that his mind was stiff, and he had no energy to think about too many things.

He only thought that he could not let the person in front of him have an easy life, even if he died, he had to drag him down.

But he completely forgot to think about whether the person in front of him was an enemy.

After thinking about the joints, Zhang Wei suppressed the nightmare in his body again and slowly opened his eyes.

At least he didn't have to rush to die.

Feeling the fear power surging from Zhang Wei fade, Lu Yu was also slightly relieved.

He was afraid that he would help the other party suppress the weird nightmare, and be regarded as a bad guy by the other party, and he was even more afraid that he would launch an attack suddenly, then he would really be thankless.

"I wonder if this gentleman has any advice?"

Looking at the hazy figure in front of him, Zhang Wei asked.

"Ha! I don't have any advice. I just see that the weirdness in you seems to be reviving. Do you want me to help you suppress it?"

Looking at Zhang Wei, who was almost paralyzed on the ground with his brows wrinkled into knots, Lu Yu said with a chuckle.

Listening to the eerie and weird voice that almost echoed around him, Zhang Wei was silent. Why did he feel so unreliable?

However, it was indeed as this person said before. If he wanted to harm him, he seemed to have no ability to resist.

In this case, what is there to hesitate about.

"Okay! Thank you very much, sir!"

"Yeah!"

Lu Yu nodded gently, and the fear power around him was instantly mobilized and sank into Zhang Wei's body little by little.

At the moment of collision with the weird power in his body, the fear power suppressed and swallowed it.

Even the weirdness at the peak of D level close to C level, Lu Yu's weird power can fight against it, let alone the E-level weirdness in Zhang Wei's body.

Moreover, he was still suppressed by Zhang Wei.

In just a moment, the deathly aura that enveloped Zhang Wei began to disperse rapidly.

Including the spots on his corpse-like dark blue right hand, they were also gradually dissipating, and his skin was gradually returning to its previous pale complexion.

And, as the surrounding environment continued to change to a normal environment, the strange power on Zhang Wei's right hand was also being constantly expelled and suppressed back into his dream space.

But the skin still looked pale, forming a clear color difference with the skin in other places.

Of course, this does not mean that the strange dream demon in Zhang Wei's spiritual dream will not revive and break free.

Now, it is just the power of the real world that has expelled the E-level strange power and interfered with reality.

But the changes in Zhang Wei's spiritual dream have not stopped, and the revival and erosion of the strange dream demon are still continuing.

As the power of fear continued to deepen, the fear in Zhang Wei's heart became stronger, but he was forced to suppress it.

A strong force of fear was constantly integrated into the force of fear.

Instantly, Lu Yu's force of fear, with the fear in Zhang Wei's heart as the medium, quickly sank into the depths of his mind, and left a mark in his heart, a mark of fear belonging to Lu Yu's force of fear.

As long as he still had fear of Lu Yu in his heart, this mark would always exist, constantly transmitting the force of fear to Lu Yu.

But that was all in the future. At this moment, Lu Yu, through this mark of fear, was immersed in the depths of Zhang Wei's heart.

A misty environment, similar to the misty environment he saw outside his dream world, but not exactly the same.

There were not so many brilliant colors. Most of Zhang Wei's spiritual dream was shrouded in a strange gray-black force.

Looking up slightly, Lu Yu could see the boundary of this misty dream, a layer of black dream barrier.

Through the black dream barrier, you can see that outside this dream, there is a colorful mist flowing.

Sure enough

Lu Yu nodded thoughtfully. Perhaps everyone's dream is in that colorful dream power.

Looking towards the center of the dream, there is a room that looks like a prison, or a prison.

In the prison, chains tightly bound a broken hand in the middle of the prison.

But at this time, the broken hand was constantly struggling, and a strange force continued to spread along the surrounding chains toward the cell and the surrounding dreams.

Most of the prison, as well as a small part of the spiritual dream, have been eroded by the strange power of the nightmare demon, showing a gray-black color, decaying, decaying, and emitting a strange rotten corpse odor.

At the same time, the strange broken hand was still constantly grasping out of thin air.

Around it, the dream space that was originally just an illusion was actually grasped by it, and it was constantly torn into cracks.

Some of the dream space fragments it grabbed were constantly devoured by it, causing its aura to rise little by little.