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Chapter 407: Forced to
Chapter 407: Forced to
"Ahhhh!!!"
Unaware that someone was watching his live broadcast, Lyon, at that moment, fell flat on the ground with a loud thud. His forehead twitched, and his entire body was drenched in cold sweat.
This punch really hurt!
The Gray Mist Giant, whose body had become slightly weaker after getting hit on the toes by his own fist, usually enjoyed pressing his advantage. But for the first time, Lyon didn't take the opportunity to land another punch. Instead, he stumbled to his feet and, grabbing the Snow Maiden who had already been stunned, turned and ran.
"You... you..."
After running a few steps, the Snow Maiden, who had thought Lyon would be finished off in an instant, turned back in a daze. She looked at the Nightmare King, whose face was contorted in pain, and then couldn't help but turn back again, speaking incoherently:
"It... you... just one punch? Just like that?"
What does "just like that" mean? That punch nearly took my life! And I only managed to control it for less than two seconds!
Lyon's cheeks twitched as he looked at the Scream Hand, its fine, hair-like barbs glinting menacingly in the sunlight.
This anomaly, crafted by the Third Generation Director using the souls of the Water Bottle Director as materials, could suppress the godly nature of a true god and cause harm.
Additionally, upon hitting its target, it would inject soul poison into both itself and its opponent, keeping their souls and willpower alert and causing excruciating pain, said to be capable of briefly reviving the dead through agony.
Lyon had thought that with the Immortal in Wine's invincible state, he could be exempt from this terrifying pain. So, he had just put it on and tried to strike a blow, intending to give the Nightmare King a taste of its own medicine.
However, perhaps because soul poison didn't cause actual harm and instead helped maintain alertness, it was considered a "self-buff," and thus wasn't exempted by the Immortal in Wine's invincible state.
As a result, this poisonous punch directly took away half of Lyon's health. If not for the soul poison's effect of keeping him alert, he might have passed out from the pain right then and there!
...
Damn... What the hell was that punch?
Even Lyon, who had been prepared, felt his scalp go numb from the Scream Hand's poison. The Nightmare King, on the other hand, had no preparation at all and had only just acquired a body. The sudden, heart-wrenching punch truly caused his soul to tremble.
If not for the fact that a true god-level soul was sufficiently "heavy," and the poison of the soul could keep one alert, it might have directly caused his soul to leave his body from the pain.
In fact... having a body and soul might not always be a good thing...
Having just acquired the long-coveted flesh and soul, the Nightmare King found himself inexplicably thinking such thoughts. Then, the newly acquired body flickered again.
No, no, no! I can't think like this!
Realizing that his thoughts were slightly out of control, and his body was also a little unstable, the Nightmare King quickly steadied his mind. His eyes, hidden in the gray mist, narrowed slightly.
The Water Bottle Director's words couldn't be fully trusted!
Following the director's advice, he hadn't used any flashy methods. As soon as he appeared, he directly attacked, intending to rely solely on the purity of his physical strength to slap this dangerous cleaner to death.
But after several slaps, not only was the cleaner still lively, but he also put on a pair of strange gloves imbued with the Water Bottle Director's essence. With a single strike, he suppressed the Nightmare King's godly nature for a moment.
Conspiracy! There must be a conspiracy!
The Water Bottle Director wanted the cleaner dead, but he also didn't want the Nightmare King, who controlled him, to survive. For the director, the perfect outcome was for both the Nightmare King and the cleaner to perish together, and the priority of killing the Nightmare King was even higher than eliminating the cleaner!
I need to be cautious...
Recalling the intense pain that had been unbearable, the Gray Mist Giant decisively ruled out the option of physical combat. Instead, he stood still and extended his palm towards the distant figure fleeing in panic.
The next moment, blood flowed like a river, and swords and spears filled the air.
As a small piece of skin peeled off the Nightmare King's arm, Lyon's insulated jacket twisted and transformed, instantly becoming an ancient, bizarre set of armor. The scorching sand beneath his feet also mysteriously changed into a battlefield strewn with corpses, echoing with battle cries.
Dozens of robust, armored soldiers stood in formation before Lyon. Following the shrill command, they raised their long spear-like weapons and charged towards Lyon's head, chest, and abdomen.
"Puff, puff, puff, puff!"
In response to the sudden change in scenery, Lyon instinctively tried to dodge. But it was too sudden, and as the bloodied spear tips and blades pierced his chest and abdomen, the sound of tearing flesh and the clatter of weapons filled the air, causing Lyon to pause in surprise...
And then, nothing.
In the instant the spear pierced through the armor and touched Lyon's skin, not only did the spear-wielding soldier, under the influence of the Immortal in Wine's drunken state, vanish without any resistance, but even the surrounding battlefield, filled with the sounds of slaughter, disappeared completely, transforming back into rolling yellow sand.
Even without remembering his own possession of an anomaly, could he still not break free from this strange invincible state?
Observing Lyon, who had changed into a new set of armor, the Foggy Titan paused slightly, then raised his right hand and forcefully grabbed at his left arm, which protruded from the fog.
"Crack!"
The sharp nails at the end of his curved hook-like fingers sliced through the Nightmare King's left arm, causing a sound akin to shattering glass. Countless dark and frenzied nightmares, like flesh and blood, peeled away and swam like fish into the yellow sand beneath the Foggy Titan's feet, wriggling and wriggling as they pursued Lyon.
When facing a "sturdy" cleaner like this, the best approach is to devour them directly. Using the countless nightmares within his body to wear down their spirit, causing them to collapse mentally and scatter their soul, ultimately reducing them to an empty shell devoid of consciousness.
However, considering the strange and polluted memories within the opponent, consuming him directly could lead to contamination. Therefore, the process of wearing him down must be conducted "externally." This way, even if contamination occurs, it can be discarded immediately!
...
The nightmare returned.
Lyon's armor twisted and transformed into a lightweight hunting outfit. The desert before him became a dark and dense forest. A giant bear with a pale crescent moon on its chest stood up, brandishing claws nearly eight inches long, and swiped at Lyon with full force.
Was it a warrior's nightmare just now, and now it's a hunter's nightmare?
Listening to the giant bear's ferocious roars and smelling the beastly stench carried by the night wind through the forest, Lyon realized that this creature couldn't break through the defenses of the Immortal in Wine. So, he directly faced the bear's claws, colliding with it head-on and turning it into a cloud of bubbles. Then, he turned to the Snow Maiden behind him and shouted:
"Can you still use your power? If so, keep going!"
"Huh? I can still use it..."
Snow Maiden, also dressed in hunting gear, asked in a daze:
"But my power comes from him. If I use it in front of him, it'll definitely be interrupted. Besides, you just arrived at this layer. Shouldn't you look for the Scorpion Chief first?"
"No need!"
Changing into mining clothes, Lyon dragged Snow Maiden, covered in coal dust, through the collapsed mine tunnel. As they continued running forward, he urged:
"This desert is too vast! Even if he's on this layer, we won't find him! Take me further up!"
"..."
Tsk... Seems like he still has some fight left in him.
As they spoke, they changed into sailor outfits. Pulled by Lyon, they passed through the bubbles of the sinking ship's nightmare. Unable to resist the Snake Skin Scroll, Snow Maiden reluctantly took a breath and weakly blew out a small patch of icy air, quietly enveloping the two of them.
"Snow Maiden?"
Noticing this, the Nightmare King, standing in the distant desert, furrowed his brows slightly. The next moment, his deep and low voice echoed.
"Are you going to betray me?"
Huh?!
I'm already slacking off so obviously, why are you getting impatient?
Facing the stern questioning of her former boss, Snow Maiden's body paused slightly, and a hint of panic flashed in her ice-blue eyes.
"I..."
"Although I crushed your nightmare core, I spared you in the dozens of rounds of nightmares that followed. That should be considered my tolerance towards you."
The world filled with yellow sand "folded" slightly, bringing the Foggy Titan before Lyon and Snow Maiden. The Nightmare King, towering above them, narrowed his eyes and spoke in a cold voice:
"You were spared by my subordinates' mercy, and now you're preparing to let my target escape right in front of me? Is this how you plan to repay my kindness?"
"..."
Hmm, is there a possibility that I'm not doing this willingly?
Facing the Nightmare King's slowly rising finger, Snow Maiden, aware that her former boss was about to make a move, opened her mouth in haste, explaining with a hint of panic:
"Are you kidding me?"
"?"
"??!!"
That's not what I meant to say!
Realizing that the words coming out of her mouth were not what she intended, Snow Maiden's mind buzzed. She quickly explained:
"I've never liked you!"
"You always act so high and mighty, as if you're so great, but in reality, you're just a piece of trash, do you know that?"
"Huh??"
"You do nothing all day, hiding in that damn black ditch, too scared to take a step outside. I've never seen anyone as cowardly as you! You're a disgrace to the Dream Realm!"
"You throw all the dirty, tough, and tiring work to us messengers, while you hide in the back and let us deal with the Zodiac Director of the Purification Bureau... What's your problem?!"
"!!!"
"I'm going to stand up to you today! If you have the guts, then hold it in!"
"If you have the ability, then catch me and torture me for ten thousand years! If you can do that, and if you dare to make a single sound during those ten thousand years, then I'll be your great-grandmother!"
"..."
After delivering this defiant speech, the Snow Maiden stared at her former boss, her face as dark as the bottom of a pot. But the moment she turned her head stiffly, her face paled as she glanced at Leon.
Sure enough, that damnable being was holding that deadly Snake Skin Scroll, and he smiled at her with unusual warmth. Even without saying a word, or even moving his lips, the Snow Maiden instinctively understood the meaning behind his smile.
'Work harder, after all, you don't want to be caught by the Nightmare King and tortured for ten thousand years, do you?'
"..."
Great, the slot for the Snake Contract of Injustice might be available now, and the new employee was pumped up, working harder than ever.
Leon watched the Snow Maiden, who used to drag her feet, now puffed up with anger, her cheeks bulging as she desperately blew cold air. He couldn't help but smile encouragingly, but it only earned him her furious glare.
Keep glaring, as long as you work diligently, glare as much as you want! It's up to you to escape from this desert!
Leon smiled dismissively, then picked up the unlucky Snow Maiden and continued his rapid escape through the various nightmares.
The effect of the Snake Contract of Injustice was rather simple, allowing him to 'use' the Snow Maiden, but it couldn't make her genuinely accept him or betray the Nightmare King by revealing his weaknesses.
But the Nightmare King could!
As long as the Snow Maiden didn't have a chance to explain and confirm her 'betrayal', he could fill her with hatred and block her retreat. If she didn't want to be caught and tortured for ten thousand years, she would have to take the initiative and work harder.
"Do you really think you can escape?"
Leon, using his own aura, quietly pressured the Snow Maiden to completely submit to him, but he didn't seem to mind.
Watching Leon change outfits countless times as he traversed through the nightmares, the Gray Mist Giant poured new nightmares, attempting to wear down Leon's spirit. "Nightmares are my domain. No matter how far you run, it's only a step away for me. You can't escape."
Of course, I know that, after all, you've already demonstrated it once, and I'm not a fool.
Without responding to the Nightmare King, Leon relied on the Immortal in Wine's ability to protect the Snow Maiden, allowing her to continue 'printing tickets' undisturbed. He glanced at the trail of footprints he had left during his escape.
It should be enough...
Leon calculated the distance and raised his right hand, grabbing the Desire Dream Invader on his chest. Amidst the Snow Maiden's shocked expression, he turned and charged towards the Gray Mist Giant.
Hmm? What's he up to?
Unsure of Leon's intention as he rushed back, the Nightmare King knew that if his fist made contact, it would hurt intensely. He furrowed his brows, ready to retreat.
But at that moment, the small arrow on Leon's right hand, one of the three, suddenly shot out and pierced the Desire Dream Invader.
Amidst the Nightmare King's astonishment, the footprints left by Leon's escape began to glow with the same red light as the Desire Dream Invader.
One by one, the closest footprint to the Nightmare King came to life, and a blurry figure of Leon rose, raising his right hand with the Scream Hand. Simultaneously, the real Leon, far away, also made a punching motion, striking the Nightmare King's toes.
Then the second, third, fourth... Over a hundred Nightmare Leons, empowered by secret techniques, emerged from his previous footprints, each swinging their fists.
(End of Chapter)
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