"Not only is your fate not comparable to that of another cosmic colleague, but even your imagination is not comparable to his sadness. You wave your ability to be funny or barely."

Imil found that this nightmare is really impossible to compare with Freddy, the ghost king. It is really disappointing for Imil that the nightmare of the king may be stronger than Freddy in terms of strength and dream dimension, but he did not have a nightmare incarnation and consciously fought with a sword.
In front of Imil, a dark green jack-o’-lantern suddenly burst into flames, blocking the nightmare, waving a giant sword and attacking it. The mud at the foot of the nightmare suddenly disappeared, and his body fell into the soil and then flashed behind Imil without the protection of the fire wall.
In this way, the ability to adapt to the situation is just a little bit like a sample. He has a little interest and a little bit of a nightmare, and he finds himself at a standstill.
Bai Sensen was still hung with rotten meat, and the skeleton got up from the soil. Their withered arms formed a grass and kept the nightmare footsteps.
"What is this?" The nightmare was a little scary. Looking at these skeletons coming out of the ground, he broke free from the dead claws with little strength.
But right in front of him, tens of millions of skeletons suddenly bent down and pulled up a horse from the mud, and then several leading skeletons shouted with their mouths open. These skeletons immediately turned over and turned black into death knights.
The nightmare still wanted to escape, but Imil chatted and waved his hand. All his escape abilities were sealed off. He could be trampled by hordes in the same place and stepped on the ground. A humanoid pit only appeared in cartoons.
These thousands of death knights disappeared into the dream dimension with the evil wind after stepping on the nightmare. Facing the stunned and strange doctor Imil, he lightly spit out a Chinese sentence, "Those who cross the border will die!" Whether this Yin soldier comes from the ghost pawn in eastern mythology or the death knight in western mythology, there is no need to delve into it.
Chapter one hundred and fifteen Play a game
The wilderness was silent, and there was a cold wind blowing through the strange doctor’s confusion and indecision. Imil, who was heading for a nightmare, simply couldn’t figure out who was the king of the dream dimension
"No, you bastard, you really make me angry!"
The nightmare body disappeared into the hole, but his roar was handed to Imil and Dr. Strange. There was no sound source in his ear, which seemed to ring from all sides at the same time.
"Did he escape?" Imil carefully put a jack-o’-lantern warning around and then helped the strange doctor walk towards the castle at night and said, "I’ll take you to visit my kingdom first."
"No nightmare is the embodiment of immortal nightmare, and he will never be defeated. He can gain strength if people still have fear and emotion."
The strange doctor looked at Imil with an imperceptible look. Does this young man have the ability to eliminate nightmares?
It’s incredible, but it’s impossible to beat the nightmare in the dream dimension. It happened that this young man did it
"Sounds like my ability. I’d like to know what else he can do to deal with us," Imil said coldly. "The world can control dreams. It’s enough for me alone. I’m trying to figure out how to make him disappear completely!"
The strange doctor looked at Imil in surprise. I didn’t expect this young man to be so ambitious that he shared the dream dimension with others.
He said in an appreciative tone, "Surprise me, Imil. Your idea makes me feel self-reliant, but there is no way to defeat the nightmare. All we can do is to find ways to weaken his strength and make him unable to invade this world."
"Nightmares will do everything possible to separate the two of us and then use our worst nightmare against us. You must be rational or he will become stronger if he is caught by a nightmare!"
"Do I fear nightmares the most?" Imil muttered to himself with his eyes closed. He quickly recalled the past in his mind.
The scene in the castle has changed. An evil laugh echoed in the castle, but it didn’t condense into a specific image. The strange doctor’s look is complicated. He has a wide range of knowledge. Naturally, he can hear that there are helldemons who laugh wildly at the most exciting time.
The sudden disappearance of the smile seems to have never happened again, which greatly relieved the strange doctor. He almost recognized that the phantom sound was a nightmare to attack.
"Sure enough, I still can’t get over it. I fear nightmares the most."
Imil was silent for a moment and slowly opened his eyes. Lengli’s eyes looked firmly at the front. "If I can have another chance, I will not be weak again, even if I am afraid of it." Even if I know the enemy, I want to try my best to try! "
"I’m sorry, Dr. Strange. I think it’s time for me to play a game with nightmare." Imil turned to look at Dr. Strange and frowned. He read some crazy meaning from Imil’s eyes
It’s a way of telling death but going forward. It’s crazy to look down on life and death. It’s a long time before the strange doctor nodded carefully and said, "I have no reason to stop you from doing what you want, but remember to be careful!"
"I know," Imil suddenly asked with a smile on her lips. "Doctor Strange, have you ever tried fear?"
The strange doctor also laughed. "I am a wizard. Every soul on our planet needs my protection in this dimension. I can’t afford fear!" "
"Is it because of guarding? I also have what I want to guard!" Imil sneered at the dark green jack-o’-lantern that surrounded him, and Imil shouted coldly, "Come out, nightmare, I know you have stepped into my kingdom!"
"I really underestimated you. No matter who you are, I will keep you at my feet!" A cloud of drifting smoke appeared in front of Imil, and there was a nightmare hoarse and low voice.
"I don’t mind if you can do it!" Imil said quietly, "This is the latitude of dreams. You and I both have the ability to manipulate and change dreams. Do you think you can beat me?"
"I have to admit that you are the first person I have ever seen who can compete with outland life. I am very surprised that you appear. Why don’t we join hands and we can immediately set foot in this world and really own the whole universe!"
Imil smiled contemptuously. "Don’t be arrogant. You don’t know how dangerous the outside world is. A sad child like you is safer in his own world."
"How dare you dismiss me! I will let you taste fear! " The smoke seemed to have been provoked by Farren and suddenly rolled violently, just like boiling water.
"Well, I’ll give you a chance to make your dream come true." Imil bowed his head and imitated a character in his memory and sneered. "It’s time to pick up the game!"
Imil stretched out his hand and made a ring. The castle was radiant with golden light. The room began to collapse and the ground became floating sand. When the light cleared, the decoration of the whole room became a beautifully carved mural of the ancient Egyptian tomb.
Nightmares don’t care about these appearance changes. Everything is real and illusory in the dream dimension. He pondered in the smoke. "Do you want to play games? I am somewhat interested. I have been alone since a long time ago."
Sad nightmare is the first time in this dream dimension that someone wants to play games with him. "How do you want to play?"
"The rules of the game are very simple. You said that I could feel the fear, so I will give you a chance." Imil closed his eyes and said slowly. "I will give up my ability to manipulate dreams. You can deliberately construct a fantasy to deal with me, but once I am intimidated by your fantasy, Dr. Strange and I will become your servants. If you fail, how about consciously vowing never to peep at this world again?"
"Fair enough, I accept!" The nightmare is almost unbearable to laugh wildly. As Imil said, he has been lurking in this castle all the time. He also heard the laughter just now. It is obvious that Imil’s uncontrollable emotions are revealed, that is to say, he has mastered each other’s fears and he has given up his ability. Isn’t that to send the door to eat for himself? to be continued
Chapter one hundred and sixteen The most fearful nightmare
"How can you voluntarily give up your ability to manipulate dreams to bet on nightmares?" The strange doctor looked at calm Imil but seemed confident.
This is too strange. If I were a nightmare, I’m afraid I would agree to this condition.
Nightmare Yin Qiang endured the laughter and asked in a low voice, "Hey, what about him? Will Dr. Strange promise him?" Don’t forget that if you lose, you promise to be my slave with the strange doctor! "
"Of course I do," Dr. Strange thought about it and decided to refuse.
First of all, this asymmetric game is completely biased towards the nightmare side. The strange doctor doesn’t know why Imil is so confident. Even if Imil wins the nightmare, what can it do?
If there are still people who have nightmares and show fear in their nightmares, then the nightmares will never be killed, and they will live in this dream dimension forever. It is even more ridiculous to swear not to invade this world.
It’s not that strange doctors haven’t tried this trick after defeating nightmares. It’s an oath, and it has no effect on nightmares at all.
He never cared about rubbing his vows and swallowing them back.
Unless it is
Dr. Strange was about to say "no participation" when his eyes were suddenly attracted by the murals in the room. He was very familiar with the ancient Egyptian toy box Sigatos, which was placed in the corridor by Dr. Strange.
Sigatos’ eyes are transformed by the soul of Anubis, the god of death in Egypt, and there is nothing wrong with them in the murals of Egypt’s tomb. However, in such a place, Imil repeatedly stressed that he should play a game with nightmares.
The strange doctor’s eyes suddenly burst into light. He finally understood Imil’s meaning, "This is a dark game!" "
The history of the game can be traced back to the ancient Egyptian era 5,000 years ago. At that time, the game can predict the future of Pharaoh and the country, just like deciding the fate. The magic ceremony is witnessed in the eyes of Xigatos, and the rules of the game will be witnessed by the gods!