Chapter 358 Dream Weaver

These - what the hell are these! ! ?

Kensida's facial features oozed blood on the spot. He reached out and wiped a handful on his face. He put it in front of his eyes and witnessed the large scarlet pupils shrinking sharply.

Before he could tremble, there was movement behind him.

Kensida looked back as if she was in a hurry, only to see a man in a cloak walking towards this side with a giant beast. The man patted the hair of the giant beast beside him, looked at him up and down, and then looked away.

The image of the giant beast is similar to that of a lion with wings. Its head and neck are covered with metal armor made of gold and enamel. The face behind the armor is a void of darkness.

"It seems like someone is trying to eat us. What should we do?"

【Then...】

The faceless beast raised its head slightly, like a monarch in an ancient kingdom who could command all living beings.

【Give it to him】

Hearing this, Hephaestus curled up his mouth and eyes: "Okay."

They finished their brief exchange, and before Kensida could react, an extremely uncomfortable feeling of nausea suddenly came to her heart, and then——

"Bang!"

It exploded into fireworks and scattered in all directions.

In reality, Riya used a barrier to block the flying corpses with quick eyes and hands, and watched those things slowly slipping from the transparent barrier: "This person is more fragile than I thought. Of course, it may also be because the pollution of dreams is getting stronger day by day."

"How can I put it this way? It's quite impressive that I can survive until now, isn't it?"

The dream catcher can devour dreams to improve his strength, and the beings in Leah's dream don't seem to intend to let him go so easily.

Especially Hephaestus, for the sake of his own visual experience, he directly compressed the dream and stuffed it into the belly of the poor dreamer, causing him to explode mentally and physically to death.

The polluter will transform into extraordinary creatures after death. Riya only saw those fragments growing legs after falling to the ground, turning into black-haired spiders one after another.

"spider……"

James: "What did you think of, Crimson Mother?"

"Maybe it's just a coincidence. After all, images like spiders are relatively common, but it's still hard for me not to think that way."

"Actually, there's nothing to think about, Kercha. Crimson's body is not a spider, but the red moon itself. The reason why he shows the image of a spider may just be a hobby.

Maybe after he saw the appearance of the Nightmare Bridge, he liked it more and more, and then he had a spider-like incarnation. "

"It sounds a little fake, but it seems to make sense."

Riya used her tentacles to catch spiders on the ground and chatted with James. He just liked to get information from the epidemic doctors, and James didn't mind telling him these absurd-sounding stories.

"So what do you know about the Bridge of Nightmares?"

"More than you imagine, I can responsibly tell you that it lives in dreams and looks like a huge spider. Other than that, I choose to keep it secret.

Who made me the secret keeper? "

The epidemic doctor spread his hands and shook his head. Ria felt that he was taking revenge on her for deducting his salary.

In addition, it is also possible that James really can't say anything more. The information they can reveal is limited. Instead of stalking the epidemic doctors, it is better to find the answer on their own.

"This person is not Jobia. His lying skills are very poor and can be seen through almost at a glance. In addition, he is too dead to die. Although it is not my intention, we can only find other readers."

The strong acid corroded the spiders, and one of the larger spiders escaped into the underground warehouse, and Ria followed him unhurriedly, pressing her stick against its round belly, and then piercing its body.

Green blood flowed out slowly.

Riya ignored the blood and pulled out a meme card from the spider's body. He took a look at it and found that it was just a meme nine card.

Meme 9... It is really too difficult for such a person to eat the increasingly weird dreams.

There were other people in the underground warehouse. Riya lit the candles on the wall and found that there were actually three people here.

Among them was an old woman and two men. The old woman looked terrified and had lost all vital signs. The remaining two men were obviously still alive.

James walked up to one of them, squatted down hard, and opened his eyelids to observe for a moment.

"What can you tell?"

"This person often drinks alcohol and stays up late, and has irregular work and rest schedules, which results in a low number of blood cells."

"You're not checking just for this, are you?"

"Of course not. The situation of my patients, the two people who still have vital signs on the ground, is special. In addition to what I said above, the most important point is that they have now lost their consciousness as human beings.

Their dreams were eaten by the dreamer, and not only that, the nightmare cultist also used other rituals on them, causing them to never wake up again. Even if they woke up, they would probably only be a living dead in this life. Instinct to survive. "

"It's really tragic and I deeply regret it."

Riya took off her hat and put it back on, but felt a little weird: "Dream catchers eat their dreams. Dreams are renewable things, and the victims should not be what they are now.

Unless that believer uses the rituals of the underground church to offer sacrifices to the Bridge of Nightmares.

Logically speaking, the sacrificial items were dreams of being swallowed and stored. After the sacrifice, the god should give feedback. After all, his sacrifice was obviously successful.

But that believer died so easily, and we still don’t know what reward he asked for when he sacrificed..."

James interrupted Leah and said with a smile: "You like to be cautious in some details, although this is not a bad thing.

Kercha, do you know what the dream catcher has another ability?"

"The dream catcher can read people's memories. The more powerful the dream catcher is, the more things they can read. Rather than saying that they are eating dreams, it is better to say that they are directly contacting people's subconscious."

"I see."

Leah suddenly understood.

"If you really want to play the role of a dream catcher, then try to use this ability to read their memories."

"If I have that ability, I will confiscate your private money first."

Leah said so, but he still walked to the person lying on the ground, tried to put his hand on their head for a while, and finally shook his head.

"It doesn't seem to work."

James looked at Leah's figure, and he was a little doubtful at this time: "What money, how did you know I hid the money?"

"It's just a guess, but you directly exposed your trump card... Remember to keep your mouth shut next time."

Leah seemed relaxed on the surface, but in fact his brain was running fast, constantly thinking about how to contact a person's subconscious.

It was strange that James thought he could do it now.

"Dream Catcher can capture the dreams and memories of others, and unlike other memes, this meme is difficult to interpret accurately."

"Dreams are abstract..."

Ria thought that James might just let her back down and give up interpreting the Dream Catcher, but since the Dream Catcher meme exists, it must have its own way of interpretation.

For example, through dreaming.

James looked at Ria squatting on the ground motionless, thinking that he had finally made a mistake, but the next second, Ria suddenly covered her neck and fell to the ground and turned into a pile of tentacles, two of which slowly stretched out to the brains of the two people on the ground.

"What do you want to do, Kercha?"

The plague doctor asked Ria, but after the tentacles successfully drilled into the heads of the two people on the ground and approached the brain, he no longer responded.

In the dream, Ria stood up from the ground and covered her neck again. The eyes there were restlessly agitated, and then Ria began to feel its existence.

He had just asked for help from this eye, and with its power, he came to the dream of two people. Because their dreams had been eaten, it was dark here.

But not entirely. The reason why this is the dream of two people is that they are both here.

Staying right in front of Leah——

In the center of a huge spider web, it has been wrapped into an unusually irregular cocoon with spider silk, revealing only a head hanging upside down, and black spider hair began to grow on the face.

And the ground makes a sound similar to that of a hard stone floor when stepped on, giving people a sense of complete separation.

As Leah approached the two people hanging upside down by the spider web, the footsteps in his ears became more and more obvious, and seemed very empty, as if someone was following him, but there was no one else here except the three of them.

"Is this the dreamland that was eaten? But even if it's pitch black, it's still a dream."

"And the two people entangled in the spider web must be the subconscious of the people in reality that were swallowed."

"Hiss!"

When Riya was observing them, the two suddenly opened their eyes and grinned at him, but at this time, the eyes of the two had turned pure black like spiders, without a trace of white.

What's even more incredible is that each of these people has eight eyes.

Riya didn't move, and even his expression didn't change, which made the two people who had lost their human consciousness feel great fear.

Riya's face was reflected in their dark eyes.

The emotion of the person in front of him was so cold that he didn't look like a human, and his pupils turned golden.

According to the content of the transaction, the eyes behind the neck devoured part of Riya's sacrificed humanity, and then briefly occupied half of his soul.

Normally, Riya would not do such a risky thing unless he thought that he was the one who benefited the most in this transaction.

There are things more important than humanity.

And this is only part of human nature, it will not affect anything at all, but the eyes agreed to this deal without hesitation.

"Stupid."

Riya said this word, but he couldn't tell which party was speaking, nor who the word was referring to.

The young man reached out to the spider web, grabbed the spider silk wrapped around the human body, and then pulled it down suddenly. Suddenly, large pieces of spider webs poured down, and the two people fell to the ground and broke free.

But at this time, they did not choose to attack Riya, but trembled and crawled on their bodies, obviously aware that someone was looking at this side.

Spiders will weave large webs to capture prey, and destroying spider webs will also alert spiders in the first place.

Not to mention that this is the territory of the Nightmare Bridge. If all the ancient gods have fallen into a deep sleep, then here, He is awake.

An awakened old day.

Riya touched his chest with one hand, and leaned on the silver-handled cane with the other hand, and saluted the existence above nothingness.

He said

[Long time no see, Lady Spiderweb]

The eyes in the darkness immediately focused on him, and Riya looked over there expressionlessly, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth that was almost invisible.

That smile seemed to be a reunion with an old friend, or it was just a gesture made out of courtesy.

But no matter what, the existence in the void did not make any sound, and disappeared quietly, and the two people on the ground also returned to their original appearance.

Riya watched them shed the fluff around their bodies in fear, and their eyes became normal, but they still did not react. It must be because the dream had been swallowed up, and the two people would not have new dreams in a short time.

Riya knew almost nothing about dreams, but he still asked the consciousness of the two.

"What did you see before?"

"We, we..."

They trembled again, and a vague shadow seemed to appear in front of them. The shadow was a huge spider, but it had a human head, and its hair fell from mid-air to the ground, and its forelimbs were still weaving something.

After the image lasted for three seconds, it suddenly collapsed, the darkness was shattered, and began to twist into various mottled colors, as if various pigments were mixed in the water.

Riya saw many distorted and familiar things from the pile of colors, such as spiders, human faces, blood, internal organs, and even the struggling bodies of countless women.

He gradually had a guess.

Since this is the subconscious world, can we change the content of the dream by influencing the conscious body?

Riya said something to the two, such as he hoped there would be a bridge or a big tree here.

As Riya finished speaking, these contents successfully appeared nearby. It was obviously easier to control other people's dreams than to control one's own dreams.

"So, now you can tell me what happened at that time, and what reward did the dream catcher ask for from the Nightmare Bridge?"

"..."

The two people raised their heads dully and looked at Riya, and the surrounding scene changed rapidly.

Riya saw that the dream catcher had dragged the three people to the underground warehouse with great effort, and then chanted the prayer of the Nightmare Bridge, asking Him to go to the dreams of the two people to enjoy the separated dreams.

"My great lady, the weaver of dreams, your believers will not sacrifice to you for themselves, everything I do is for you."

"I hope that tonight, everyone in the Nightmare Church can dream of your beautiful figure. We voluntarily give up our consciousness and become the material for you to weave dreams, so that you can return to reality as soon as possible."

"This is the only wish of your humble believers... Ah, lady, my beloved lover, if I can meet you once, or die in your hands, I will die without regrets!"