nycdaug Chapter 611 "Then...how should we deal with the Nightmare?"
Chapter 611 "Then...how should we deal with the Nightmare?"
The power of the Nightmare Demon was even stronger than Huo Yancheng and Fan Wujiu had imagined. Although they did not have all the power of the ancient son of God, they had about eight or nine tenths of it. Moreover, the power of the two of them combined was even stronger. Yet they still fell into the Nightmare Demon's illusion easily.
As Huo Yancheng and Fan Wujiu were fighting the nightmare demon, the illusion around them suddenly began to distort. A sharp whistling sound came from their ears, as if the whole world was torn apart. Huo Yancheng suddenly became alert, but it was too late. A bottomless darkness swept over and swallowed the two of them in an instant.
Everything in front of them became blurred, and when they came to their senses again, they found themselves in an unfamiliar scene. The familiar palace, burning flames, and stealthy shadows disappeared, replaced by a silent wilderness, surrounded by gray fog, and the air was filled with a suffocating breath.
Huo Yancheng frowned and turned to look at Fan Wujiu: "We have been dragged into a deeper illusion by the Nightmare Demon, be careful."
Fan Wujiu nodded, tightened his grip on the Aoxue Linghan Sword, and looked around vigilantly. However, at this moment, a low cry came from a distance, with endless sadness and despair. The sound was like a biting wind, piercing the eardrums of the two and hitting their hearts.
Huo Yancheng's heart sank suddenly - that was Jiang Luo's voice.
They all felt as if something was out of their control. Their consciousness immediately fell into darkness and their eyes went from complex to blurred, and then to chaos.
The two looked at each other and ran towards the direction of the sound. After passing through layers of fog, they finally saw the owner of the sound - Jiang Luo, who was lying on a barren land, his face was as pale as paper, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his clothes were stained red with blood. It was obvious that he was dying.
"Jiang Luo!" Fan Wujiu shouted, rushed over and knelt beside Jiang Luo, reaching out his trembling hand to touch his cheek, "How could this happen? You...how did you get hurt?"
Jiang Luo opened his eyes weakly, looked at Fan Wujiu with a distracted gaze, and said in a light voice: "I'm sorry... I... I couldn't wait for you to come back... I... I couldn't hold on any longer..."
"No! Don't talk nonsense!" Tears welled up in Fan Wujiu's eyes instantly, and he tightly grasped Jiang Luo's cold hand, "You won't die! We will definitely find a way to save you!"
Huo Yancheng also knelt beside him, looking at Jiang Luo solemnly, his voice low and trembling: "Jiang Luo, don't give up, we are here. We will save you, we will..."
However, Jiang Luo just shook his head lightly, with a bitter smile on his face: "It's too late... I don't have much time left... You... must be well... Don't hurt yourself... for me..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Luo's hand suddenly loosened, and the light in his eyes completely went out.
"Jiang Luo! Wake up! Don't go!" Fan Wujiu's voice was almost hoarse. He shook Jiang Luo's body desperately, trying to wake him up, but the only response he got was dead silence.
Huo Yancheng's face was as pale as paper. He stared blankly at Jiang Luo's lifeless face, as if the whole world had collapsed. His heart was torn by an unprecedented pain, as if a knife was constantly stirring his internal organs.
Just as they were plunged into endless grief, the surrounding environment changed again. The sky turned blood red, and the earth cracked into countless cracks, as if the whole world was crying. And the low crying sound was coming from all directions, carrying suffocating despair.
"Jiang Luo is dead..." Fan Wujiu knelt on the ground, staring at Jiang Luo's face with empty eyes, muttering to himself, "He is dead... What is the meaning of my existence?"
Huo Yancheng also lowered his head, his eyes were dazed, and his voice was hoarse: "Yes, he is gone... What is the purpose of our lives? Who are we protecting? What are we doing?"
The two were completely overwhelmed by grief, and it seemed that even breathing became difficult. The nightmare demon's illusion cleverly magnified their inner despair, making them indulge in the pain of losing Jiang Luo, unable to extricate themselves.
At this moment, Fan Wujiu slowly raised the Aoxue Linghan Sword in his hand and pointed the tip of the sword at his chest. There was no life in his eyes, as if only an empty soul remained: "Since he is gone, I should not stay in this world any longer... Jiang Luo, I came to see you..."
Seeing this, Huo Yancheng subconsciously wanted to stop it, but his hand involuntarily reached for the long sword at his waist. He murmured in a low voice: "Yes, if he is gone...what reason do we have to continue living?"
The two seemed to have lost all their sanity, with only one thought left in their minds - to follow Jiang Luo.
Just when Fan Wujiu's sword was about to pierce his chest, a clear voice suddenly rang out from the sky: "Huo Yancheng! Fan Wujiu! Wake up! That's all fake!"
The voice carried a certain power, penetrating the thick fog and striking the souls of the two people. Huo Yancheng suddenly woke up, grabbed Fan Wujiu's wrist, and shouted: "Stop! This is an illusion! Jiang Luo is still alive!"
Fan Wujiu was stunned by his roar. The sword in his hand slowly dropped, and the confusion in his eyes was gradually replaced by clarity: "Illusion? Jiang Luo is still alive?"
"That's right!" Huo Yancheng took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. "This is the trick of the Nightmare Demon! He used our fear and concern to try to make us destroy ourselves! We can't let him lead us!"
Fan Wujiu finally came to his senses, clenched the sword in his hand, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn Nightmare Demon! How dare you use Jiang Luo to confuse us!"
At this moment, the illusion around them began to collapse, a huge crack appeared in the blood-red sky, and the figure of the Nightmare appeared in front of the two again. It laughed shrilly: "Do you think you can escape from my control? Your fear and despair are the source of my power!"
Huo Yancheng looked at it coldly, his tone firm: "Nightmare, we have seen through your tricks! Do you think you can defeat us by relying on our pain? You are too naive!"
Fan Wujiu also snorted coldly: "Jiang Luo is still waiting for us to return, we will never let you succeed!"
The Nightmare Demon's laughter suddenly stopped, and a trace of fear and anger appeared on its face: "You...you can actually break free from my illusion!"
Huo Yancheng stretched out his hand and summoned the Red Refining Pestle. At the moment when the Samadhi True Fire surged, he pointed it directly at the Nightmare Demon and said, "Because our bond is not our weakness, but our strength! Nightmare Demon, die!"
Fan Wujiu also swung out the Aoxue Linghan Sword and flew towards the Nightmare Demon at the same time: "You have such a small trick and you dare to show off in front of us. You really overestimate your own abilities!"
Just as the two were about to rush towards the Nightmare Demon, the cunning Nightmare Demon turned into a wisp of smoke and slipped away through the lush branches and leaves.
After the two of them completely broke free from the illusion, they saw Gu Ying and an old man in black standing in front of them.
Huo Yancheng asked in surprise: "Were you the ones who reminded us just now?"
Gu Ying shook her head, "No, you guys broke free of the illusion by yourselves. You guys are really amazing. This is a great demon from level 7 to level 8. The highest level of a great demon is level 9, so this is almost a top-level great demon. There is only one demon lord above him, but the morality of a demon lord is higher than his cultivation, so a great demon is still stronger."
Fan Wujiu and Huo Yancheng looked at each other and realized that it was their bond with Jiang Luo that saved them. Who said that bond was a weakness? It was not only armor, it was also an indestructible weapon.
The two looked at the old man in black and asked, "Who is this?"
Gu Ying immediately introduced: "Oh, this is the old friend I told you about, Mr. Xuanming. He has a thorough understanding of the purification technique to expel evil spirits. Perhaps he can help us get rid of the Nightmare Demon."
The two men saluted towards Xuanming at the same time. Huo Yancheng asked, "Senior, you came at the right time. The Nightmare Demon just fled in that direction! Let's go after it together!"
Unexpectedly, Xuan Ming criticized them, "Nonsense! Young people are really fearless. How can you fight the Nightmare Demon head-on? It's a great demon of nearly level eight. If you are dragged into the nightmare by it, you will never be able to get out! You are mortals. Even if you are high-level cultivators now, if you are trapped for hundreds or thousands of years, will you still be alive? Even if you can't be trapped for such a long time, think about what you have experienced in the nightmare. Although the Nightmare Demon cannot be controlled to kill people, it can control your thoughts to commit suicide! And no one can wake up the person who has entered the nightmare of the Nightmare Demon from the outside. They can only break out from the inside! If you were really controlled just now, the consequences would be disastrous."
The two were also afraid at this time. Fan Wujiu asked: "Then...how should we deal with the nightmare?"
Xuan Ming said: "It's not difficult, but it's not difficult either. We just need to enter the Nightmare Lord's dream. Dispel the nightmare from the dream, and give the Nightmare Lord a sweet dream instead. In this way, the source of the Nightmare Demon will be completely cut off, and his power will be greatly reduced. If we can successfully dispel the Nightmare Lord's nightmare, at least the Nightmare Demon's strength can be reduced by half!"
Both of them showed a look of surprise. Huo Yancheng said, "Old sir, just tell us what to do, and we can cooperate!"
Xuan Ming said: "What you need to do is not to find the Nightmare Demon, but to find the Nightmare Master. Didn't you say that you have found the Nightmare Master? Take me there, I will find a way to enter his dream."
Huo Yancheng nodded heavily: "Okay, we'll take you there right away!"
As they were talking, they set off together and returned to the Renhuang Mountain in the 2073 world line. As soon as they arrived at the Renhuang Mountain, Fan Wujiu and Huo Yancheng went to see Jiang Luo first.
At this time, Jiang Luo was resting in the room, and Lu Qing was also guarding beside him. After seeing Jiang Luo, the fear they had in the nightmare was finally completely eliminated.
Jiang Luo looked at them with a puzzled expression and said, "You... found the Nightmare Demon?"